Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Chapter 71 Soul Bone Armor [Please read, please subscribe]

The moment six different colors of soul bones were suspended in mid-air, they began to fuse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then were applied to Chenchuan's body, forming an extremely bright armor.

With the appearance of the armor, a violent aura filled the entire empty battlefield.

The King of Slaughter was shocked and said: "Soul bone armor, how is this possible?!"

He always remembered that Chenchuan had never absorbed any soul bones from beginning to end, nor had there been any signs of soul bone absorption, but now he finally realized that he had guessed wrong!

Chenchuan actually completed the absorption of six soul bones under his nose, and the age of each soul bone was over 50,000 years.

The head soul bone is as high as one hundred thousand years old!
  Chenchuan's body has been completely shrouded in armor, and his originally calm murderous aura has become more violent, even too powerful, forming a blood-red tornado up to 100 meters high.

Under the control of Chenchuan's murderous aura, the blood-red tornado continued to spread in all directions. In just a few seconds, the hundred-meter-high tornado had expanded to a thousand meters in height, and its diameter was also expanding crazily.

The Slaughter King's face was gloomy, and the wings behind him were trembling crazily. The strong smell of blood also aroused his warlike mentality at this moment.

"Chuan'er, it seems that my master will not only destroy you, but also peel off your soul bones. By then, I will be able to reach another level."

There is a touch of greed in the dark eyes of the King of Slaughter. The attraction of the soul bone is comparable to a hundred thousand year soul ring, not to mention the simultaneous appearance of six soul bones to form soul bone armor, which also makes the killing The king cannot control the restlessness in his patience.

The Seven Kills Sword in Chenchuan's hand was also gradually changing. The originally smooth and delicate blade suddenly showed countless dense red lines, which were still flowing like blood vessels.

The King of Slaughter took the lead in attacking. The sharp Shura Demonic Sword once again condensed a giant blood shadow a hundred meters high. The energy streaking across the sky even indirectly caused the city of Slaughter to tremble.

Chenchuan also rushed forward.

clang clang-

Dazzling sparks suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a powerful shock wave swept across a radius of ten miles. Any living being who wanted to go here to observe would have his life ruthlessly harvested.

In terms of swordsmanship, Chenchuan's attainments will always be stronger than that of the King of Slaughter. Although the opponent also uses a sword, compared with Chenchuan who was born to use a sword, there is no doubt that it is not a world of difference.

There was a crisp sound.

There were some dents in the Shura Demon Sword in the King of Slaughter's hand, which made the former's expression change involuntarily. He didn't expect that his martial soul would show signs of collapse.

The figures of the two hit the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground. The explosions produced by each attack would kill countless fallen people in the killing city.

The blood mist produced by the explosion of the fallen body was also absorbed by the two of them and used as their own strength.

The King of Slaughter had a ferocious face at this time, and the Shura Divine Sword in his hand quickly drew circles. A layer of faint red mist filled the air, covering the entire battlefield, filling the battlefield with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

"Damn it, today, I will completely destroy you!"

Chenchuan sneered: "Don't worry, teacher, if I win, I will completely destroy you and let you continue to be the king of killing."

"Crazy!" the King of Slaughter shouted, "Do you really think that I can become the King of Slaughter because of my false reputation..."

Chenchuan looked at the killing king who was gradually becoming crazy, and wanted to keep a safe distance from him.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

Behind him, there was a cold shout from the King of Slaughter, and with it came a majestic energy mixed with the sound of a sonic boom.

Monstrous blood-red light beams condensed in all directions, and a giant sword that was a thousand meters long also came into view.

Chenchuan stopped his body, danced his hands quickly, and the Seven Kills Sword turned into a stream of red light, instantly cutting through the sky. Just when it was about to hit the void, it formed into ripples and spread in all directions.

"go with!"

When the two touched each other, there was another loud noise, but this time Chenchuan did not discuss the benefits. Instead, after breaking the King of Slaughter's attack, he was knocked back a hundred meters by the aftermath.

Seeing that the other party was still intact, the Slaughter King couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. He raised the Shura Demonic Sword high above his head, and the deafening sound resounded throughout the Slaughter City.

"Everyone listen to the order and destroy Chenchuan. The soul bones in his body will be yours!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the restrictions in the Killing City were completely opened. Everyone could not only release their own martial souls, but also their own soul skills.

After seeing the six soul bones on Chenchuan's body, tens of thousands of powerful men in the Killing City swarmed in like a tide, wrapping Chenchuan within the attack range.

Chenchuan swept the dust off his body and said calmly: "There are quite a few people there. Let me introduce myself. I am Chenchuan, the God of Killing. Remember to report my name when you are reincarnated to avoid tolls!"

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Like raindrops, the Seven Killing Sword rushed towards the strong man below him crazily. In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, thunderclouds rolled, and the space inside the Killing City was completely blocked.

Countless screams also rang out, and the strong smell of blood hit his face. All the blood mist was completely absorbed by the Seven Kills Sword at this moment.

These people are great tonics, and it is naturally impossible for Chenchuan to miss them like this.

The King of Slaughter calmly sat on the chair, drinking Bloody Mary and recovering his consumed soul power. He wanted to see how long Chenchuan could hold on under the attack of so many people.

Chenchuan cut off the lives of more than a hundred people in front of him with one sword, and a sneer appeared on his lips. The two realms beneath him actually merged together at this moment, forming a new realm.

Asura hell! “Come out, six-armed ancient spirit!”

Chenchuan's voice was extremely cold, and a strange creature suddenly appeared in the field below him. After a closer look, this creature actually had six arms, and each arm was engraved with dense talismans.

"Use your three statues and eighteen arms, chant the eighteen dark spells before the world is destroyed, and blast me!"

As Chenchuan's voice fell, a wave of air like a catastrophe of heaven and earth shrouded directly over the entire killing city.

In an instant, a crimson beam of light appeared here out of thin air. Before anyone could react, it bombarded the group of fallen people at the speed of light.

A bang!

The sword energy shot out like a rainbow.

A bottomless trench was left in the land of the Killing City. Under the trench, magma rolled and sparks flew everywhere.

All the creatures in the trench were killed, and all the transformed blood mist was absorbed by Chenchuan.

The degenerates who survived were frightened half to death. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we know we were wrong."

Chenchuan ignored the others, but turned his attention to the King of Slaughter, and said calmly: "Teacher, it's your turn."

The King of Slaughter had a gloomy expression on his face. He originally thought that those guys would help him delay for a while to recover the previously consumed soul power, but now it seems that he has to do it himself.

"Chuan'er, it seems that I have to wait for my master to deal with you."

"Hehehe, come on then."

Chenchuan was suspended in mid-air, the blood-red robe on his body was dancing wildly, and his long silver-white hair also swayed, making him look particularly proud of the world.

"The ninth soul skill, condensation, frost, sword, shadow!"

Chenchuan's pupils suddenly turned into two colors, red and white!

Not only his pupils, but also the soul power he released, transformed into two rays of light of different colors at this moment, gathering together crazily from all directions.

"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The King of Slaughter knew that he could not let him release his ninth soul skill, otherwise he would probably fail today.

"I didn't think I would die here today, and I have never felt so refreshed."

Chenchuan waved the Seven Kills Sword in his hand indifferently, and with just a slight dance, two hundred-meter-long dragons suddenly appeared out of thin air.

One red and one white.

The two giant dragons let out harsh dragon roars, and under the control of Chenchuan, they rushed towards the position of the King of Slaughter without hesitation.

"Break it for me!"

The King of Slaughter has also unleashed all of his power, but under Chenchuan's 100,000-year-old ninth soul skill, it seems a little weak.

Without any fancy, the two huge dragons suddenly crashed into the King of Slaughter's Shura Demonic Sword.

Countless violent roars exploded in the air.

There was a screeching sound.

The huge ice dragon had already broken through the resistance of the Shura Demonic Sword, completely shattering the last hope of the King of Slaughter. It fell from the sky and crashed straight into another blood dragon.

At the same time, after the explosion ended, a figure, like a kite with its string broken, drew a perfect arc in mid-air, hit the ground heavily, and splashed a cloud of dust.

The King of Slaughter lay weakly on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood immediately. He looked extremely embarrassed, and he did not want to believe that he would lose to Chenchuan.

Chenchuan landed smoothly on the ground. Holding the Seven Kills Sword, he was like the God of Death descending, with murderous intent.

"Teacher, you lose."

Chenchuan stared at the King of Slaughter lying on the ground with a calm expression.

"I never expected that I, the killing king, who has dominated the Douluo Continent for so many years, would be defeated by a junior like you today!"

The King of Slaughter yelled unwillingly, "I am your teacher. Without me, you would have died long ago, let alone what you have achieved today!"

"You are right. Without you, I might not have achieved such an achievement." Chenchuan glanced at his blood-stained hands, "But at the same time, it was you who single-handedly created me, a person who only knows how to kill. No instrument of emotion.”

Chenchuan stepped forward and said calmly: "Because of your kindness to me, I will not kill you today, but I will destroy you and let you stay in this killing city forever."

"you dare!"

(End of this chapter)