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

Under the Qishashen body of Kendo Chenxin, everything around him was reduced in strength and soul power. At the same time, the cold sword energy shot out like a thunderous giant.

Sword Douluo moved his wrist slightly, and the Seven Kills Sword was already lit up. Without using any soul skills, he just pointed the tip of the sword lightly forward, and the clear blue blade blocked Chenchuan's path.

Chenchuan glanced at the condensed sword energy around him and was inspired to fight. He said with a smile: "Grandpa is really powerful, but it's not over yet."

"The seventh soul skill, God of Killing, true form!"

As Chenchuan's voice fell, thunderclouds suddenly rolled in the originally blue sky, and blood-red thunder suddenly appeared crazily. Every time it flashed, the world was shaken.

Immediately, a blood-red figure suddenly appeared behind Chenchuan, and the hundred-meter-long Seven Kills Sword shone fiercely, completely enveloping all living things within a hundred miles.

In the Tiandou Empire, countless powerful men appeared in mid-air almost at the same time, even indirectly attracting Qian Renxue's attention.

"Young Master, could this amazing intimidation be... the Seven Killing Sword?!"

She Long rushed up quickly and said in shock.

"Probably, except for the Wuhun Seven Killing Sword, the world's best attacking weapon, I can't think of anyone who can create such a great momentum."

Qian Renxue raised her head with calm eyes and looked at the strange phenomena of heaven and earth in mid-air, knowing that all this was caused by Chenchuan.

"Young Master, do we need to go and watch?" Agonist Douluo asked in a deep voice.

"There is no need. This should be a discussion between their own families. We should not interfere, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to ourselves."

Hearing this, Snake Spear Douluo and Thornyback Douluo looked at each other and nodded at the same time, but they were even more determined to destroy Chenchuan.

Such talented and powerful people are definitely not good people. You must find an opportunity to get rid of them, otherwise disaster will surely befall you!

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The scarlet soul power completely suppressed the auras of the two titled Douluo. Chenchuan's hair turned from white to blood red at this moment, and his whole body completely merged with the God of Death.

"What a terrible murderous aura!"

Gu Rong's expression was solemn, and it seemed that he could only use all his strength.

The killing word that could tear apart the space quietly disappeared, and Jian Douluo's faint voice sounded from all directions, "In the face of absolute strength, all skills are illusory. See clearly."

The giant sword was raised horizontally in the air. Behind the giant sword, there was a huge shadow that was five meters high. The shadow looked exactly like Sword Douluo Chenxin.

I saw him holding the sword with one hand, moving his body slightly as if following the principles of heaven and earth, and swung out the huge Seven Kills Sword as if it was alive. At this moment, the Seven Kills Sword seemed to have drained away all the power around it. Average.

A word "kill" that was ten times larger than before appeared in mid-air.

At this moment, the entire sky became dark. The aura blooming on the black word "kill" made the forest tremble crazily.

Chenchuan controlled the shadow behind him, aimed at the word 'kill' and slashed away.

A loud roar suddenly sounded.

The endless air wave directly knocked Ning Fengzhi back a hundred meters. Even Ning Rongrong and others who were thousands of meters deep were forced to release their martial arts to withstand this fearful air wave.

The moment the dust receded, Chenchuan shook his numb arms and said with a smile:

"Hehehe, you are indeed a grandpa. It seems that with Uncle Ning's blessing, your strength has reached the level of a ninety-eighth titled Douluo. Coupled with the soul bone I gave you, it's interesting."

Chenchuan shrugged.

Sword Douluo was also shocked that such an astonishing blow of his was actually blocked, and it seemed that Chuan'er only suffered a little effort.

Gu Rong took a step forward and said, "Let me do it!"

"The ancient dragon goes out to sea, soars into the sky, carefree and carefree, soars to the three poles, and the wind flows with it!"

"The ninth soul skill, Bone Dragon!"

boom--! .

A huge figure suddenly flew out from under Gu Rong. It turned out to be a huge bone dragon. It was the Bone Douluo Gu Rong's ninth soul skill, Bones Divine Dragon.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "I haven't seen Uncle Gu use this move for a long time. It seems that Chuan'er's strength should not be underestimated."

With that said, Ning Fengzhi's improvement increased again, which was bound to maximize Uncle Bone's ninth soul skill.

Chenchuan looked at the extremely powerful bone dragon and unceremoniously released his right arm soul bone.

"The second skill of the right arm soul bone, changing the world, ancient rock, Buzhou Mountain!"

Chenchuan's right hand suddenly exerted force, and a thousand-meter-high mountain immediately appeared in mid-air, colliding with Gu Rong's ninth soul skill.

Under the loud noise, Gu Rong's body instantly fell backwards. His huge body could no longer be supported at this moment and quickly disappeared into the air.

Sword Douluo frowned and said, "Old guy, are you still okay? Your ninth soul skill has been broken like this?"

"You can do it!"

Gu Rong wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth and cursed: "Chuaner's soul bone skills have been around for a hundred thousand years. Let alone me, even you probably won't have a chance."

Sword Douluo didn't believe in evil, and the ninth soul ring on his body also lit up at this moment.

"The osmanthus tree is young for hundreds of miles, the partridges are singing in the cool afternoon, the peaks on the Yanping River are like being shaved off, the sword is removed from the river and the water grows in the air!"  "The ninth soul skill, the giant sword flies across the sky, and the human sword merges into one!"

The Seven Kill Demon Sword in Chenchuan's hand fell out of focus, and Shura Hell also appeared.

"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 directly enveloped the entire Sunset Forest.

The huge mushroom cloud rose again. This time Kendo Chenxin finally couldn't withstand the attack and fell back on the spot. Fortunately, Bone Douluo hugged him quickly, otherwise he would not have been able to fly a thousand meters away.

Chenchuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the aura on his body was looming. He immediately took back his martial soul and soul ring, walked over quickly, and said: "Grandpa, Grandpa Bone, are you two okay?"

Kendao Chenxin waved his hand and couldn't help but sigh: "Chuan'er, you really shocked me. I didn't expect you to be able to unleash such an earth-shattering attack."

Gu Rong patted Chenchuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You can do it, brat. If you can beat us two old guys like this, you can be considered the best in the world."

Chenchuan smiled.

"You brat, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Sword Douluo looked up and down Chuan'er's body. For him, even if he was injured, he didn't want Chuan'er to be injured.

Chenchuan shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's just that the soul power is consumed a lot, just rest for a night."

Facing two peak-level titled Douluo, coupled with the ultimate support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, it was not easy for Chenchuan to defeat them.

After all, he is only a ninety-seventh-level titled Douluo. He can explode with strength comparable to a ninety-ninth-level peerless Douluo. There are only a few people in the world who can accomplish this.

Return to Qibao Glazed Sect.

Everyone was still unsatisfied with the previous battle. Although it did not last long, it made them dare not forget it in their lives.

Ning Fengzhi smiled with satisfaction and said: "Chuan'er's talent is top-notch. With such talent, there must be few people in the entire Douluo Continent who can be his enemy."

"Chuan'er, where do you plan to go next?"

Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.

"I haven't decided yet, but I think I need to stay in the sect for a while."

Chenchuan already knew that the Po clan had joined the Star Luo Empire. It was not easy to destroy them quietly. He could only wait for the opportunity in the future and then find a way.

The second is the soul hunting operation of Wuhun Palace. No one can guarantee whether the other party will act in advance. If it is in advance, he must be here, otherwise the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will be destroyed.

Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything, just exchanged a few simple greetings, and then returned to his room, preparing to restore the soul power he had previously consumed.

Sword Bone Douluo also entered seclusion. This time his soul power was greatly consumed and he had to recover as soon as possible to prevent invading enemies.

Chenchuan, who returned to the other courtyard, came to the basement that had been prepared in advance. As he entered, the surrounding candlelight also lit up.

Chenchuan waved his hand and threw Hu Liena out of the space.

Hu Liena lay on the wet ground, her delicate cheeks now covered with mud.

Pooh…

Spit.

Hu Liena stood up from the ground with difficulty, looked at the Chenchuan in front of her with fear, and asked loudly: "Where is this place?"

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

Chenchuan sat on the chair and said calmly: "I need to ask you two questions. I ask them and you answer them."

"Do you know about the soul hunting operation of your Wuhun Palace?"

Hu Liena turned her head with a gloomy face, looking like she would rather die than obey, as if no matter how the other party coerced and lured her, she would not reveal anything about Wuhun Palace.

Chenchuan looked at Hu Liena who would rather die than obey, and couldn't help but frown, and immediately raised his right hand, even if it was a slap in the face!

With a loud noise, half of Hu Liena's face instantly became red and swollen, blood spilled from between her teeth, and she fell to the ground.

"Say or not?"

Chenchuan's voice became louder again, as if the other party was not telling her, and he wanted to use some special method to make her tell the truth.

Hu Liena closed her eyes tightly, as if out of sight and out of mind, she turned her head away again.

"Hehehe, you are really a fierce woman, but I have many ways to make you speak."

Chenchuan walked forward slowly, squatted down, grabbed Hu Liena's cheek, pinched her delicate jaw, and said lightly: "I heard that the Saint of Wuhun Temple is a virgin, I don't know whether it is true or not." (End of chapter)