Douluo: a deer

Chapter 111
"20 years ago..."

"They are just like me, playing with the boy's fate."

Yan smiled sternly, the emerald green branches pierced Jian Douluo's chest suddenly, Jian Douluo's eyes turned white in an instant, and his whole body twitched.

Intermittent soliloquy came from his ears, self-deprecating with sadness.

"The great son of the Mohist family betrayed the country and sought glory! He was not dead, and he was afraid of being attacked by the Mohist's legacy, so he tried to touch the taboo. He told the boy, you were born as a sacrificial offering to your ancestors, and you will be the hub for the Mohist family to reach the pinnacle of the mainland in the future."

"The consciousness of the sacrifice descended to God is the key to the ancestor's recovery. A pure and flawless soul is the most important thing. A thoughtless puppet is the best choice."

"The boy's body was dismantled piece by piece, and the ground was blood-red. He fell into a pool of blood and howled, but no one cared. He raised his head, and met a pair of indifferent eyes, which were his The grown-ups who call out their family members!"

"What makes his heart tremble even more is that his own grandmother in the crowd is just like those standing indifferent faces, without any fluctuations. A group of people is like watching a livestock being ripped alive!"

Yan's deep voice was full of hysterical madness and boundless hatred, and Jian Douluo's screams were also one after another at the same time.

At this moment, there was no trace of darkness in his eyes, they were all filled with green matter, but his body was still struggling desperately.

Jian Douluo's heart was shaken, he knew that he would not be able to hold on any longer.

Even with all his strength, he couldn't break the shackles, Sword Douluo was completely desperate, in his perception, the current green tentacles are more domineering than those injected into his body at the beginning, gradually eroding the control over his body.

After this period of time, Jian Douluo discovered that apart from his limbs and soul power, even his soul was being gradually eroded.

I'm afraid that when the soul is eaten and wiped away, his swordsmanship will be gone in this world, and only the body of a Super Douluo will be left.

Yan's faint copper-green eyes were filled with dismay, looking at Jian Douluo who was still struggling, he said with a smile:

"It's nothing more than a futile effort. This is an unchangeable fate! Wait for you, and wait until the entire Qingzhou becomes my puppet, and a larger area will fall."

"The emerald puppet's art of invading the veins, parasitic dragon veins, and the art of luck cannot be broken. In a short while, not only you, but people connected with your blood will also become my tools."

"At that time" Yan's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, "I will monopolize [-]% of the luck in the world, and my son will be everywhere! What about the Mo family? What about the demon god? What about the way of heaven?!"

"But Er'er!"

Crazy laughter filled the streets of the broken city, and the big words seemed to make people laugh out loud.

But Jian Douluo choked out a breath of air, and fell silent.

His breathing gradually weakened, and there was a layer of gray despair in his eyes.

He knew that what Yan said was true!His terror is beyond imagination.

The mighty power of the demon god is just a glimpse, it is desperate and suffocating.

Now at this time, no one can stop him.
There was only a trace of the whitish soul fire in the faint emerald color, and Jian Douluo's last sigh came from it.

When he was dying, he only saw a dazzling golden light!

The next moment, there was a surprised cry from Yan, "It's you!"

Jian Douluo's soul was in a trance for a while, then he felt buoyant and buoyant, and when he came back to his senses, he finally saw the blue sky and white clouds again, and his body not far away that was still standing there in a daze.

A frivolous voice caught everyone's attention.

The handsome young man sprang out from the underground dragon's veins waved his hand to grab Jian Douluo's soul, he chuckled lightly:
"Looks like it's not too late."

Good night!
Yan in the distance saw the person coming, and his teeth itched with hatred.

It's just the last step, and I got offended again!

And it's this kid who has repeatedly sabotaged His plans, so how can Yan not hate him!

Once in Bailu City, once again for Xuedan, and this time!

Every time it comes out when it's getting excited, it's simply poisonous!
Yan felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was about to go through the tunnel and then encountered a flood, it was too fast!

I was asked to go out the next moment, so there was no time to enjoy it, okay?
That's right, the person who came was Qin Huan, who had been missing for a long time, no, it should be said that it was the wretched and well-developed Qin Huan.

At this time, he has already integrated the blood pill, and the martial arts has immediately advanced to the third rank!

Dao after wave of golden light swirled around Qin Huan's body, fine cloud patterns spread out on his body, the originally loose skin tightened all of a sudden, with terrifying power, bursts of blood pressure collapsed around, and the ground covered with stone bricks was unbearable The sound of weight.

Yan's eyes narrowed tightly, how could he not notice such a huge blood energy?

No wonder this kid is confident, he swallowed blood pills, but his luck is really outrageous. Ordinary people would have exploded and died, but this kid is still alive and well. imagine.

But the hardships involved are unimaginable.
In order to fuse this blood pill, Qin Huan paid a huge price, even the golden cloud pattern left by his mother was broken, and it was not until the last moment that the divine fetus in his body entered the next stage. It was just violent energy. After sucking it for a while, Qin Huan found that most of the blood energy had not been absorbed yet.

But even so, Qin Huan fell into a state of saturation all of a sudden, almost blowing himself up by sucking his head. After all, the blood of millions of people, many of them are soul masters who have practiced, although the resentment and soul have been absorbed by Yan It's gone, but even if it's just leftovers, Qin Huan, a soul master with four rings, can't get his hands on it.

However, what happened was that the cowardly little wooden bird shamelessly stretched its head over at this moment. What Qin Huan didn't expect was that this guy looked pitifully small but could support such a huge force.

So without any danger, after the cooperation of one person and one bird, he finally merged with this blood pill that made countless people's hearts blaze.

In the end, Qin Huan was regretting that although the absorption was successful, the golden soul ring that could be called a plug-in was gone, but who would have thought that the next moment, he found that the golden cloud pattern spread out from his body surface, as if on A layer of tattoos is average, the luckiest thing is that the two gods have survived.

So, how could Qin Huan not be ecstatic.

Let's not talk about the 'Blessing of the Holy Pattern', it is an anti-killing magic skill and launches an nb attack.

Although very strong, what surprised Qin Huan the most was the 'Sacred Grain Shining the World' that he had used so desperately before.

This is a restrictive soul skill, it can only be triggered when there is a determination in the heart and a near-death fight.

But its strength is invincible.
Rather Stick to your guns!

Fight to the death, regardless of realm!Ignore defense!Ultimate control!

At the same time, the whole body is equipped with anti-armor with golden patterns, and the enemy's life is only to send himself on the road as soon as possible!
After the end, it can also release the passive retreat that cannot be captured to make up for the vacuum period.

Just don't be too strong!
Qin Huan used this trick to instantly kill the third-rank gray-robed man at that time, but it is a pity that that guy escaped by mastering the secret technique of third-rank Yanshi.

Later, Qin Huan retreated to heal his wounds in the tree giant's body, and at the same time, he was going to look back and dig out, and the fusion blood pill was delayed until now.

At that time, he was seriously injured and almost died, but fortunately he stole the blood pill that Ning Junyi and the others did not grab, so it didn't matter how serious the injury was, not to mention that his own recovery ability of the white fire body was also weak. Leverage.

It wasn't until he was out of the customs that he wanted to save Sword Douluo, only to find that he was helpless. That guy was so scared that he didn't know how far he had escaped, and he couldn't get support!
But fortunately, the little wooden bird brought him another surprise.

The dragon veins controlled by Yan's secret technique can also be used by the little wooden bird, so one person and one bird manipulated the dragon veins and sent them to the city.

In the end, Jian Douluo, who was stretching his hips, was finally rescued.

(End of this chapter)