Douluo blood duke

Chapter 62 Genius Training Program, Third Round: Killing the White Snake
Under the white tiger statue outside the ancient pagoda.

The old man's eyes widened, and he held his breath to watch as Zhang Heng retracted the sword into a cloud of blood mist, and Bai Snake Ji fell to the ground with a bang, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly.

Then, seeing that Zhang Heng didn't make up the knife, but looked around, his face was happy again, and when Bai Snake Ji's whole body was covered by silver light, he couldn't help laughing again.

"Boy, I really underestimated you. I didn't expect your talent to be so high that the White Snake Fairy was almost defeated by you. However, you are still too immature to let her use the spirit avatar. This is all right now." , I don't believe that no matter how strong you are, you can beat the White Snake Princess who summoned her spirit avatar, hahaha."

According to rumors, in a set of unknown books, there are three thresholds between the nine realms of a soul master. They are respectively from the ninth level to the tenth level. You can become a soul master if you reach the threshold.

The second threshold is from level 71 to level [-]. This threshold is the best to break through among the three thresholds. You only need to absorb the soul ring, but it is also the most difficult to break through, because the soul master is at the seventieth level. The age and type of spirit ring absorbed will determine the quality of the spirit avatar they condense, so the stronger and more ambitious the person, the more difficult this threshold is for them.

The third threshold is from level 89 to level [-]. This threshold is like a ladder to the sky. If you can cross it, it is extraordinary and refined. If you can't cross it, then I'm sorry.

Among these three thresholds, the second threshold is the biggest in the overall strength obtained by breaking through. After the third threshold is crossed, the overall strength brought by it can allow a ninety-level soul master to defeat a ten-level soul master. A level 89 soul master (assisting soul masters are not counted).

And the second threshold breakthrough, the soul master behind the condensed spirit avatar, compared with the soul master who did not condense the spirit avatar, the distance between them is the difference between clouds and mud.

Therefore, Zhu Li concluded that even though the White Snake Ji is just a wisp of remnant soul and her strength is less than one percent of her original strength, the other party is only a six-year-old child. How, having talent and turning talent into strength are two different concepts.

Therefore, Zhu Li believed that Bai Snake Ji would win.

Inside the tower, on the third floor, Zhang Heng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his head down and his eyes closed, frowned slightly, and his arms lying flat on his knees were also clenched into fists.

Inside the Corridor of Despair.

Facing the white jade python with a length of twenty or thirty feet in front of him, Zhang Heng felt his head was about to explode.

Especially when it straightened its head, erected half of its body, blocked the already dim light, and cast hatred-filled eyes, Zhang Heng had only one thought now, and that was to run away.

However, you can go there.

Half of the ring was occupied by the big python. He retreated to the edge of the ring, looked into the darkness a few times, and retreated again, because he felt that there seemed to be something more terrifying in the darkness than the big snake in front of him.

Raising his head and looking at the golden vertical pupils burning with anger, Zhang Heng swallowed, and clenched the Blood Shadow Sword a little tighter.

"Can you stop fighting and killing, and have something to say."

He smiled and said softly.

Just after he finished speaking, the big python moved.

It has a big bloody mouth, and it goes straight down to bite Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's heart trembled, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, but the snake's head seemed to be positioned on him, no matter how he dodged, he could twist and follow.

He retreated to a position five meters away from the darkness, and looked up at the snake head that was still approaching rapidly.

"Damn it, you're too deceitful, I'll fight you."

Zhang Heng shouted angrily, instead of retreating, he rushed towards the big snake.

When Big Snake saw Zhang Heng rushing towards him, he paused for a moment, and then sped up a little after a while.

It bared its fangs and its bloody mouth opened wide.

He swung his long sword, blood enveloping his whole body.

Bang.

In the air, Zhang Heng jumped up and stood in the mouth of the big snake. The blood shadow sword, which had become a huge sword, was barreled upwards, and it collided with the upper jaw of the big snake, making a tinnitus sound.

"Hold it!"

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up, he poured more than half of the blood in his body into the sword, and tried desperately, luckily he succeeded.

He will control the sword, extend the hilt until it touches the big snake's jaw, then let go and hugged the big snake's fangs and sighed, but he has no time to rest, the sword body has been trembling, obviously it won't last long , and the big snake kept shaking violently after the upper and lower jaws were supported, and it might drop the giant sword after a while.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Heng took a deep breath, and then kicked hard under the tusk he was holding.

"what!"

A scream came from the big snake's mouth.

In the black throat like half of the abyss, the sound wave and the strong wind blew out at the same time, and the big snake shook its head violently.

"This is the time."

When the big snake's head lowered and then swung upwards, Zhang Heng's heart tightened, he let go of his arms, and was thrown into the air along with the stench and strong wind.

A few seconds passed.

After the big snake felt that the pain in its mouth had dissipated a lot, it stared around looking for the murderer who made it feel painful, but it heard an angry shout from above. When it looked up, it saw a black shadow falling from the sky. The eyes gradually became larger, and then its eyes were severely damaged.

"what!!!"

Zhang Heng firmly grasped the blood shadow sword that he condensed with all the remaining blood energy in his body. At this time, the blood shadow sword was inserted into the big snake's eyeballs. Blood, tears, and some unknown liquids swayed wildly With the body continuously flowing out of the wound.

He was overjoyed, and then borrowed the strength of the big snake's shaking body again, soared into the air, pulled out the blade and landed on the big snake's head, between the eyes.

Zhang Heng pulled out a scale, and chopped off the scale in front of him.

Keng.

After the sound of metal colliding, sparks flew everywhere, but there was not even a scar left.

Looking at the shallow traces that were still disappearing, Zhang Heng shouted angrily.

"Hey, why are you so hard?"

"Damn it, I can't go on like this, I have to think of other ways."

He grasped the scales tightly, and his body danced with the shaking of the big snake.

"No, I have to find a way quickly. The shaking frequency has decreased, and it is probably going to calm down."

An angry and irrational beast is easier to deal with than a treacherous and calm one.

Zhang Heng frowned, and his head kept turning rapidly. This is, a cloud of transparent mixed with red liquid was facing him, attacking him head-on.

"Damn, why is it so smelly?"

Disgusted, he hurriedly reached out to wipe his face clean.

"What is this, spit?"

He looked at the viscous transparent liquid in his hand, feeling a little nauseous and retching, just when he was about to reach out and wipe the snake's scales clean, a bright light flashed through his mind.

"Wait, this is blood!"

He withdrew his arm, looked at the one or two traces of red mixed in the transparent liquid in his hand, endured the stench, leaned forward to smell it for a while, and shouted with a gloomy face and excitement: "Yes, this is blood!"

A bold idea flashed through his mind.

He put away his excitement and thought seriously for two or three seconds, but the shaking feeling coming from under him was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, Gan, fight."

A fierce light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes. He turned over, let go, and then rolled into the big snake's mouth. Gripping the big snake's fangs, he looked up at the blood shadow giant sword he was holding in its mouth, and saw the end of the sword. The blood flew out continuously.

After taking a few deep breaths, his eyes froze, he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and then turned it into a cloud of blood mist, and then took advantage of the big snake's mouth before it closed.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Heng jumped down towards the dark hole.

outside the tower.

Zhu Li stared wide-eyed, looking at the snake that was gradually closing its mouth, recalling in his mind the last figure of Zhang Heng before he disappeared into the darkness. A drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead down his cheek to his chin, and then dripped onto the ground.

He took a deep breath, swallowed, and opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.

"He should be over."

After a minute or two, Zhu Li looked at the ground with bloodshot eyes, and heard a scream in his ears. In the middle of the circle on the ground, the big snake shook its body again, hit the ground with its head, and the other one was intact. The undamaged eyes burst into tears, and even Zhu Li, whose emotions were not connected, could feel that it was going through a pain that was worse than death.

This process takes about 5 minutes.

In the belly of the big snake, a sharp sword pierced through the scales to reveal the air.

Zhu Li's face was livid, and he smoothed the ground with his foot.

"Damn it, bastard, it's still like this, Bai Snake is defeated by his method, shameless, obscene, and despicable."

After being incompetent and furious for a while, the old man supported the statue beside him and gasped for breath.

He didn't care about it. At this moment, his chest felt a little abnormally tight, and he just felt that it was because Zhang Heng didn't fail in the hands of Bai Snake Ji as he expected.

After he recovered his breath, he was thinking about whether to see who Zhang Heng's second opponent was, when he heard a shout from behind him.

"Hello, is there someone?"

"Hey, you're blind, you can't see me when I'm such a big man. Hey, it's true."

inside the tower.

On the second floor, in the corner of the empty room, Yun Xue lay curled up on the ground, with a happy smile on her face.

And in her corridors of despair.

Yunxue stood in the center of the ring covered in blue light, a two-meter-long writing brush floating above her, but the bristles under the pen were not like ordinary writing brushes, but turned into thousands of strands like hair Usually, it sprinkles in all directions of the arena, turning into a cover, covering the clouds and snow, and at this time, the brush also emits a faint blue light.

And with the surrounding darkness, those broken souls wearing armors constantly sprang into the arena, touching the bristles of the writing brush, the blue light became more and more powerful.

"It's not enough, just a little more, I can become stronger if I have a little more, come out quickly!"

Yunxue's eyes were cold, and she stretched out her hand and pointed forward. A handful of hairs suddenly flew away from the writing brush she put up. Following the tip of the brush, a cloud of blue light converged, and then flowed down the brush and poured into the brush. In a pinch of hair.

The brush hair grew tenfold, a hundredfold, until it reached into the darkness before falling from the sky.

Clouds of blue light mist also fell with the brush hairs that entered the darkness, and were continuously transmitted back into the pen holder.

(End of this chapter)