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

"One hundred swords chase the stars, one sword chases the clouds, with uncanny skills and scheming. The Chen family sword is indeed well-deserved, but it's a pity that this sword is so powerful, no wonder it is only the second best martial spirit in the world."

On top of the Coiling Dragon Stick, Demon-Conquering Douluo appeared out of thin air. Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, the former's expression gradually changed slightly.

"How presumptuous! You don't deserve to talk about the Seven Killing Sword with your status. You don't know how high the sky is."

Bone Douluo kicked Elephant Douluo away, and Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi appeared on Chenchuan out of thin air, staring indifferently at the sudden appearance of Demon-Conquering Douluo, the Seventh Enshrinement of the Spirit Hall.

Demon-Conquering Douluo laughed and said: "Hahaha, Gu Rong, Chen Xin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to have improved your realm. It's really interesting."

When everyone in Wuhun Hall saw it was Demon-Conquering Douluo, they immediately knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully, their eyes full of excitement.

With the enshrinement here, the Qibao Glazed Sect must not be able to continue to resist.

Chenchuan half-squinted his eyes and said sarcastically: "Ninety-sixth level peak, hahaha, if you are the only one, then I'm afraid you won't be able to save them today."

Demon-Conquering Douluo said with an evil look on his face: "Boy, regardless of age, I can be your grandfather. How dare you be so ungrateful? Didn't your grandfather tell you that you should kneel down and pay respects when you see your elders?"

"You too?"

Chenchuan clenched the Seven Kill Demon Sword in his hand, and the two realms under his body were released. He then said lightly: "Today, none of you can even think of leaving here."

"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 Qibao Glazed Sect.

Demon-Conquering Douluo's face was startled, but he did not dare to underestimate the opponent's strength, and immediately released his seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar!

The huge Coiling Dragon Stick was a hundred meters long, and while using all its strength, it smashed hard at the soul bone skill in front of it.

The huge mushroom cloud rose again. As a ninety-sixth-level titled Douluo, Jiang Mo couldn't withstand the attack at all and fell backwards on the spot. Fortunately, Demon Bear Douluo hugged him quickly, otherwise he would not have been able to fly a thousand meters. outside.

Chenchuan smiled, and the soul rings on his body also rose up one by one at this moment. Yin Hong's soul power continued to spread out to the surroundings like a stormy wave, and even indirectly condensed the titled Douluo in Wuhun Hall. The aura was shattered.

At the same time, a murderous Seven Kills Demon Sword appeared out of thin air in everyone's sight. The original Seven Kills Sword was crystal clear, but now Chenchuan's Seven Kills Sword was wrapped in blood-red smoke.

Immediately, soul rings symbolizing strength came quietly.

Black black red red red red red red...

As the nine soul rings light up, the sky and the earth also change color. The terrifying blood-red soul power gathers from the horizon, forming a thousand-meter-long giant seven-kill demon sword that seems to be able to completely wipe out the opponent at any time. life.

"One hundred thousand year soul ring?!"

Demon Bear Douluo and others were shocked!

The most shocking thing is not Chenchuan's one hundred thousand year soul ring, but that he has seven hundred thousand year soul rings. Is this still the limit that humans can reach?

"The realm of the God of Death...seven hundred thousand year soul rings?"

Demon-Conquering Douluo carried his Coiling Dragon Staff, stood up slowly, and said with a rather strange expression: "Very good, very good, very good. There is indeed something unexpected today. Elders of Wuhun Hall, please protect me." retreat."

"Leave?" Chenchuan smiled and said, "Do you think you can leave here today?"

Chenchuan's smile was filled with a cold chill. If we didn't leave 8,000 lives today, it would be a big loss overall.

Demon-Conquering Douluo shrugged and glanced at Demon Bear Douluo who was a little unwilling. This time, more than five thousand people were killed or injured, while only dozens of people on the other side were injured.

If this continues, it might be easy for the entire army to be wiped out.

"Today's events are not something that mere mortals can look upon with disdain. You should retreat first, and I will take care of you."

Demon-Conquering Douluo also knew that he could not continue like this. The opponent's strength came from killing. As long as more people died, the faster he would improve his strength. Therefore, it was better to lead the remaining powerful soul masters to leave the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect as soon as possible. .

The rest is just side details.

Demon Bear Douluo nodded, then glanced at the other people around him, and immediately sent a message to retreat. At this point, he had no idea of ​​continuing to fight.

Chenchuan looked at the powerful men in Wuhun Hall who wanted to leave, and immediately raised his right hand. In an instant, countless Seven Kill Swords quietly appeared here.

Then, under the control of the former, he rushed towards the fleeing Spirit Hall members like rain.

Demon-Conquering Douluo danced his hands quickly, and the Coiling Dragon Staff in front of him grew larger in the wind, and then spun wildly under his control, trying to resist the attack of the Seven Killing Sword in front of him.

However, how could it be so easy to resist the attack of a level ninety-eight titled Douluo?

There was a sudden explosion.

The maroon dragon-coiling stick exploded in an instant, and the splashing fragments caused all the powerful men in Wuhun Hall to splash blood.

Demon-Conquering Douluo stared with bloody eyes and shouted in a low voice: "Get out of here!" "A bunch of trash, I still need to clean up the mess."

Demon-Conquering Douluo snorted coldly and the ninth soul ring on his body also lit up quietly at this moment, "The ninth soul skill, the crossing of sentient beings!"

"Hehehe, how dare the light of a firefly compete with the sun and the moon!"

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!"

Demon-Conquering Douluo roared. The opponent had already consumed most of his soul power, so he didn't believe that he could still unleash his ninth soul skill at its peak.

"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 Demon-Conquering Douluo's position without hesitation.

"Break it for me!"

Demon-Conquering Douluo has also unleashed all his power, but under Chenchuan's ninth hundred thousand-year soul skill, it seems a little weak.

Without any fancy, the two huge dragons suddenly crashed into Demon-Conquering Douluo's Coiling Dragon Staff.

Countless violent roars exploded in the air.

There was a startling sound.

The huge ice dragon from before had already broken through the resistance of the Coiling Dragon Stick, completely shattering Demon-Conquering Douluo's last hope. 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.

Demon-Conquering Douluo lay weakly on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood immediately. He looked particularly embarrassed, and somewhat unwilling to believe that he would lose to Chenchuan.

"How can this be?"

Demon-Conquering Douluo stared in shock, "You have just consumed a lot of soul power, why do you still have such terrifying power!"

Chenchuan said calmly: "My power comes from killing. There are more than 5,000 corpses here. Do you think I will be tired?"

"Since you fought tooth and nail to give the rest of Wuhun Hall a chance to escape, then you can stay here today."

"Demon-Conquering Douluo, leave quickly!"

Demon Bear Douluo ran over at this time and released his ninth soul skill, but he did not attack Chenchuan. Instead, he smashed his ninth soul skill on the ground, and the dust formed blocked the vision of several people. .

Chenchuan looked at the two people, Demon Bear Douluo, who were running away like crazy. He moved his fingers slightly, and the Seven Kills Demon Sword suspended in mid-air exploded like a javelin towards the location where Demon Bear Douluo was escaping.

A cold light came instantly, mixed with a sharp sword light, and penetrated directly from Demon Bear Douluo's vest, bringing up a blood arrow.

Demon Bear Douluo lowered his head unwillingly and looked at the bloody arrows shooting from his chest. His heart was even more horrified. He never thought that with his strength, he would die here today!

The vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated under the drops of blood from the tip of the sword. Finally, under the countless horrified looks around him, Demon Bear Douluo could no longer control his body and collapsed.

"Elder Demon Bear!" Demon-Conquering Douluo looked at the dead Demon Bear Douluo and showed a deep shock.

Immediately, there was no time to feel sad, and he didn't dare to stop at all, and immediately disappeared into the forest outside the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Chenchuan did not pursue the opponent, but landed smoothly on the ground. The murderous aura on his body was looming, and at the same time, a stream of bright red blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Chuan'er!"

Sword Douluo immediately ran over and asked with a worried look on his face: "Are you okay?"

Chenchuan shook his head and exhaled a turbid breath, sat cross-legged and said: "It's okay, it's just that the consumption is a bit high."

This battle was indeed fierce. Three titled Douluo blocked the nine titled Douluo and the ten thousand soul masters in Wuhun Palace. It was already very difficult to repel them.

The mountains of corpses are proof of what just happened.

Chenchuan stood up slowly and weakly, and said calmly: "Grandpa, please lead the people to clean up the corpses here. I want to go back and take a rest. Remember, don't disturb me." (End of Chapter)