Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 71 One Year Later

Just now, the battle had reached its final stage. Brother Mo Mo, who possessed the black tortoise spirit, threw out the tortoise shell shield in his hand when facing Tang San.

In the eyes of Wang Hao and the others, this is so stupid that it can't be any more stupid.

The biggest advantage of the two of them is defense. Using soul skills, they condensed the tortoise shells on their bodies into shields and put them in their hands, which in itself is a kind of ability to concentrate defense.

Now he throws the tortoise shell as a weapon. This has formed a lot of attack power, but it is in exchange for sacrificing his strongest defense.

It would be fine if the attack power was strong, but compared to the defense power, it was worthless, and it also created the biggest loophole for itself.

Losing the cover of the tortoise shell, the two whose defenses were greatly weakened were instantly cut on the chest by Tang San, and then the poison entered their bodies and passed out.

"If these two people didn't throw the shields in their hands, Tang San's ability can't solve these two people in a short time." Wang Hao said looking at the battle below.

"And if you want to have attack power, wouldn't it be a better choice to sprint with a shield?"

Lin Ze stood by the glass window, looked at the team that was about to end below, shook his head slightly, and said, "These people are very powerful, but it's a pity that there are big loopholes in the development of their own combat system."

"Let's go, there's nothing to see. If they are at this level in a year and a half, even if the boss doesn't make a move, I can lead the team to victory!"

After waving his hand, Lin Ze turned and walked towards the door.

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

The capital of killing, within a separate courtyard!
Standing in the courtyard on weekends, standing motionless in the middle, his body was filled with a red aura.

It was a cold killing intent, giving people a feeling of freezing the soul.

Suddenly, Zhou weekend opened his eyes, and a faint scarlet flashed through his eyes.

The red aura on his body began to flow, slowly gathering towards his right hand.

Raise your right hand at the same time, put your five fingers together to form a palm knife, and gently stroke forward.

With a stabbing sound, the red right hand cut through the air like a sharp knife, leaving a faint mark.

With a light flick of his hands, the killing aura was thrown away, and the red aura on his body was swept away.

"The control of murderous aura has become more and more comfortable, and the feeling of being tempered and strengthened is close to nothing. This kind of training is almost over!"

Looking at the right hand as white as jade on the weekend, I thought faintly in my heart.

Stretching slowly, he sat on the ground on the weekend, reviewing the past year and a half of cultivation.

After entering the capital of killing, killings can be seen everywhere, and there are unexpected dangers anytime and anywhere.

Thanks to this, the vigilance of the weekend has been well trained, and now even if someone gets close to a certain degree while sleeping, the weekend will be awakened.

It can be regarded as the completion of a practice, relying on the murderous aura, whether it is the strength of willpower or the control of soul power, it has been greatly improved.

Although the time for soul power training has been reduced a lot, it has also been upgraded to level 60 half a year ago. Now as long as you go out, you can hunt soul beasts to obtain the sixth soul ring and become a real soul emperor.

As for the biggest gain, it was a large amount of luck that was suddenly absorbed a year ago, which directly filled the second martial soul talisman paper to 31%, which was the biggest gain of luck besides the Binghuo Liangyiyan.

For this reason, on weekends, he deliberately used the communication beads he refined to inquire about the situation, and only then did he roughly guess what happened.

When I went to Soto City, I met him in the Great Soul Arena without accident, so I got such a huge amount of luck.

As for the communication bead, it was a gadget developed on the weekend based on the characteristics of the wind spirit bead, plus some materials and the knowledge collected in the book.

Can use the power of the wind to communicate remotely, probably similar to the mode of text messaging.

Slowly stood up on the weekend, looking in the direction of the hell killing field.

"I've won 89 wins now, and I'm still 11 wins away from entering Hell Road, but I'm afraid it will take some time for these 11 wins."

With a faint smile, he walked out of the house on the weekend, preparing to register for the hell killing field.

After a year of carnage, the weekend has made a name for itself here.

Some people call the weekend the Wind of Slaughter, some call it the Scythe of Blood Wind, and a few call it the Explosive Flame Blood Demon.

Over the weekend, he didn't pay too much attention to these titles, but quietly waited for the start of the game.

After a while, Weekend slowly walked onto the ring, with loud shouts in his ears.

"The wind of killing, the wind of killing..."

"The wind of loneliness, the wind of loneliness..."

"The sickle of the blood wind, the sickle of the blood wind..."

There are also a small group of people who shouted other slogans, and this one who was on the same field as the weekend looked like he was facing a big enemy.

"Ma, why did you meet this blood demon!" A hunchbacked old man whose soul power had reached the Contra level said with an ugly expression.

Glancing at the teammates next to him, the two with the lowest soul power have also reached the level of soul emperors, which is much higher than the blood demon opposite, but they can't provide them with a sense of security.

"Everyone go up together, or we'll all be killed!" After a big man roared angrily, he charged up with a giant axe.

The others followed closely behind with ferocious faces, but it was a pity that these were all for nothing.

Weekend's body shook slightly, his cyan glowing hair was dyed a touch of blood red, and a faint murderous aura shrouded the cyan lines on his body, giving people a strange feeling.

With a wave of his hand, the blood-red wind flew forward like a long whip and like a sickle.

The strong man who rushed over first was also a strong man at the level of a soul saint, but unfortunately, he did not escape the fate of being the only one when he encountered the wind after this double strengthening.

Blood spurted and spilled on the ground.

Weekend is like a red ghost, erratically rushing towards everyone.

The red blood wind blew past, the stumps were scattered, and the heads rolled down on the ring like balls.

The noisy arena instantly became silent. It's not like they haven't seen the bloody and brutal side, but this time it's different!
That's Contra!
In just a few short moves, his head was cut off, and the opponent's strength became stronger again.

Then there was a crazier shout, and the atmosphere on the scene became chaotic, as did everyone's actions.

Weekend cast a glance at these people, and looked down at his feet with deep eyes.

A large wave of soul power surged in, was sucked into the second dantian, slowly purified and then preserved.

Feeling the second dantian, I thought of Dugu Bo on weekends.

A year ago, in order to strengthen Dugu Bo's strength, he thought of a fairy grass on the weekend.

Bloody Swan Kiss, a fairy grass that can poison a thousand times, originally this fairy grass was not going to be given to Dugu Bo on weekends.

After all, the current level of toxin was already able to kill Dugu Bo's old life. If it was strengthened by a thousand times, Dugu Bo would die on the spot.

However, the continuous evolution of the soul bone and jade beads in the body made it even more magical.

(End of this chapter)