Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

Ye Qiu looked in that direction quietly.

The place where he was was in a small forest outside Tiandou City.

At this time, Shi Nian looked ugly and was in shock.

He was standing next to a tree, and a large, nearly circular hole was dug out of the trunk of the tree.

Didn't have to wait long.

The illusive figure of that time appeared in front of Ye Qiu's eyes again.

There was no change in Shi Nian Phantom's expression, he just looked at Ye Qiu quietly.

"Haha. Your self-created soul skills are really powerful!"

"What's wrong? Were you scared just now?"

Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows, his face full of teasing.

Shi Nian smiled, his smile making the wrinkles on his face look like it could kill a fly, and a pair of sinister eyes flashed with cold light.

"Scared? Can you scare me too?"

A blind cat meets a dead mouse!

This is what Shi Nian thought in his heart, but Ye Qiu felt a little weird in his heart.

In his eyes, Shi Nian's body had obviously begun to hide behind the tree.

"Ha ha."

Ye Qiu couldn't help but laugh.

"Ye Qiu! Among your peers, you are undoubtedly very strong."

"I have never seen a young soul master who is more outstanding than you. One look can make everyone in Elephant Academy abstain!"

"It's a pity that the gap between you and me cannot be equalized by just two words of genius. Your self-created soul skills are good, but everything you see now and the position of your body are all brought about by me. In your residual dream, even the real scene I just let you see is still an illusion. In my residual dream, I am the master of everything. Not to mention that you are only level 40, you are the same level as me. Even the soul masters cannot break free from my residual dream."

There was an endless look of contentment on Shi Nian's face.

Ye Qiu looked at him, silently wondering why he didn't take action yet.

He couldn't wait any longer.

"Ye Qiu, do you know what the greatest joy in my life is?"

The smile on Shi Nian's face suddenly became a little weird.

If he had to describe it, perhaps the word "pervert" would suit his current appearance.

"I know that your greatest pleasure is probably to kill geniuses."

Ye Qiu responded impatiently.

"Oh? I didn't expect you to know. But you are only half right."

Shi Nian smiled slightly, very relaxedly.

"The greatest pleasure in my life is to watch my opponent go crazy in my residual dream until death, and the death of the talented young soul master only makes me more excited."

"Okay, okay, let's do it quickly and let me see what your proud Canmeng Martial Spirit is capable of! I hope it's not an unearned reputation."

Ye Qiu urged impatiently.

Looking at this guy's sick look, he didn't know what kind of stimulation he had received when he was a child, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

Shi Nian's expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"Bastard! Since you are impatient, let me give you a ride!"

"Don't try to struggle, everything means nothing to you. Today next year will be your memorial day!"

"You will die in extreme pain. And these pains will be inflicted on yourself."

"Ha ha."

Shi Nian laughed, laughed a little wildly.

His voice gradually became softer, and everything around him became hazy again, as if he had gone far away or disappeared.

Ye Qiu knew that this was when he started to take action.

The three magatama in the eyes suddenly gathered in the middle, and when they opened again, they were red with purple, and the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan opened.

Long lost Tsukuyomi!

Ye Qiu was in a daze, and a little surprise flashed in his heart.

…

In the woods.

Shi Nian leaned against a big tree and turned to look at Ye Qiu.

The seventh soul ring on his body continued to release a dazzling black light, and his face was covered with a cruel and perverted smile.

And just ten meters away from the big tree he was carrying, Ye Qiu was lying on the ground convulsing violently.

It seemed that he had seen something terrifying, and his expression was horrified.

Shi Nian didn't even need to look at it with his eyes to clearly feel that Ye Qiu was on the verge of collapse.

It's been a long time since he had the pleasure of killing.

What a pity, this talented young man, who made you stand on the opposite side of me?

At this time, Shi Nian really wanted to see what kind of illusion Ye Qiu was experiencing.

His seventh soul skill nightmare.

It will only create what people most fear will happen.

Shi Nian was quite curious about what a genius of this level was afraid of.

The spasms in Ye Qiu's body seemed to gradually weaken, and his whole body was only twitching slightly.

At that time, he could clearly see a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Ye Qiu's mouth, which was flushed.

Then he died of exhaustion amidst screams.

What about genius?

Aren't you going to die in the most painful way in my remnant dream of martial arts?

The smile on Shi Nian's face became even crueler.

"It's such a pity. If I could reach the strength of a Titled Douluo, I could see everything he went through in my martial spirit. That would be even more perfect."

Shi Nian straightened up, with a happy look on his face, and walked out of the trees where he was hiding.

Before he could laugh for long, a voice sounded in his ears.

"Are you comfortable? Do you feel good?"

Shi Nian's body stiffened for a while, and he turned his head to look, with a look of horror on his face.

But his eyes were already dull, and he murmured:

"No, this is impossible. You are just a level 40 soul sect. How could you possibly break my seventh soul skill!"

Shi Nian's eyes reflected blood.

Ye Qiu was leaning against a tree, staring straight at him.

"Nothing is impossible. Everything you are proud of is all false in front of these eyes!"

"You fell into my illusion and didn't even know it!"

"I have seen your miserable death!"

Hear the words.

Shi Nian was stunned for a moment.

He panicked and looked at Ye Qiu on the ground.

I saw Ye Qiu on the ground slowly changing into his own appearance.

With a horrified look on his face, strange black flames ignited all over his body, and finally disappeared into ashes, leaving only a left arm soul bone and a colorful head soul bone.

"No! Impossible! This is impossible!"

Shi Nian screamed in fear, turned his head, and wanted to fight back.

What came into view was a pair of blood-colored, emotionless eyes.

Ye Qiu didn't know when he had arrived in front of him, and his blood-red eyes filled his mind.

The body cannot move.

He could only watch helplessly as his body was ignited by black flames, gradually eating away at his body.

A shrill scream came from his mouth.

"No!!!"

Not a moment.

In the woods.

Everything calmed down.

Ye Qiu's figure walked out.

He was holding a colorful head soul bone and a left arm bone in his hands.

He patted his slightly groggy head.

A strong man at the Soul Saint level does have his own uniqueness.