Douluo Zhibo Madara

Madara just groped forward cautiously step by step on the skeleton. The crackling sound of the broken bones in the silent cave seemed particularly weird and creepy.

After a while, Madara could faintly see something at the end of the hole, flashing blood-red light from time to time, which should be the source of this strange fluctuation.

After getting closer, Madara realized that this place seemed like a magnificent palace. On the throne in the center, a crimson crystal with dazzling light was slowly floating.

Madara immediately cheered up and walked slowly towards the steps. Just when Madara's palm touched this strange crystal, something unexpected happened!

Dazzling blood-colored light radiated continuously from the center of the crystal, instantly drowning Madara's figure who had no time to dodge.

Madara slowly lowered his arms that were blocking the light and looked around at this strange space.

"Is this an illusion?" Madara, while alert to his surroundings, secretly mobilized his soul power and chakra to forcefully break it, but unexpectedly his efforts were in vain.

Unable to solve it!

Madara's brows furrowed deeper, and he felt a slight pain from biting the tip of his tongue, but there was still no change in the surrounding space.

Suddenly, an ancient voice echoed from all directions: "It's been hundreds of years! No one has been here for hundreds of years!"

Madara tensed up, and the moment he noticed something unusual behind him, he wielded his scythe with all his strength and slashed backwards.

A handsome old man wearing blood-red and black clothes, with blood-red hair carefully styled, was about to say something, but when he saw Madara's reaction, he immediately dodged to the side.

But who knew that Madara's scythe struck the ground, leaving a huge ravine on the ground immediately. Seeing that the old man dodged it calmly, he did not hesitate, and instead slashed in the direction in which the old man was dodging.

"What a good boy! I'm just going to play with you!" The old man laughed loudly. Apparently he didn't take Madara seriously, and instead wanted to help and guide the younger generation.

Madara swung the scythe again, but he easily dodged it, floating in this space like a ghost.This place is like an ancient battlefield, with blood in the sky, strange corpses on the ground, and a tragic aura blowing towards your face.

But the old man suddenly saw the smile on Madara's lips, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

not good!

"Look directly at me!!" Madara roared loudly like thunder on the ground, causing the blood-haired old man to subconsciously raise his head and look at Madara's rapidly rotating eyes.

All kinds of things. Other gods!

Madara's exaggerated soul power and chakra instantly invaded the blood-clothed old man's consciousness. Just when he wanted to modify his consciousness, he found a ray of blood jumping out of nowhere and resisting Madara's other gods.

The other gods who are all-powerful in the ninja world have failed here! ! !

Madara didn't have time to be surprised, but the old man in blood-clothed clothes was already trying to wake up.

"Wait!" The old man saw Ban's face change drastically. He raised his hands and wanted to say something, but was ruthlessly interrupted.

Of course, Madara would not miss the opportunity to beat the drowned dog so hard, so he used the Susanoo attached to the soul bone of his left arm.

A huge blue arm grabbed the old man in blood-clothed clothes who had just struggled from the illusion, and then threw him to the ground like a child throwing a stone.

Under the action of the terrifying force, not only did it create a large crater like a meteor falling to the ground, but the blood-haired old man was even shaken up again by the force of the force.

Faced with such a great opportunity, Madara would not waste it.

Raising his hand, the Uchiha rebounded, swinging the old man higher like a baseball, and then Madara turned into a sharp arrow that shot out, instantly rushing to the old man's side.

Madara grinned slightly with a ferocious smile, then bent his knees and hit him hard in the stomach, causing the old man's face to become distorted, and he spurted out a mouthful of acidic water.

continue!

Madara seemed to have transformed into three afterimages in the air in an instant, and one after another he lifted the blood-clothed old man's head into the air like a football.

Madara obviously did not have the ability to fly, but with the explosive power of the Eight Gate Dunjia, he had blocked the only way before the ball-like old man arrived, and the first soul ring behind him flashed violently.

"Fire Release. Fireball!" Madara opened his mouth and spat out a huge, outrageous fireball that looked like the sun and fell from the sky towards the old man with an unstoppable momentum.

boom!

At this moment, the powerful man who had dominated the world a long time ago had been treated like a ball by Madara, kicking him back and forth in the air without any ability to fight back.

It only lasted for a while, but to the old man's mind, the days seemed like years. I don't know how long it took before he landed on the ground again after a long absence.

The old man had no good flesh left on his body, and his whole body was either cut or burned. His long hair, which had been meticulously combed, became messy and he looked extremely miserable.

"Pfft! Ahem! I don't mean any harm! Stop it!" The old man coughed a few times, and even a few traces of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, which made Madara sigh that this old man really resisted being beaten.

Madara put the scythe on his neck, raised his eyebrows, and asked with some confusion: "Not an enemy?"

"This is where God Shura arranges assessments! And I, Keld, am the caretaker here!" The old man sat up and patted the dust on his body, glared at Madara fiercely, and said angrily.

Madara likes this. It doesn’t matter whether he is an enemy or not, as long as he wants to conquer him, he can say anything to save himself trouble.

Kelder felt that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes today. It was hard to find someone who could pass the obstacles in front of him. He was curious and happy here, so he wanted to take the exam and give guidance to young people.

As a result, this young man has no martial ethics!Even the elderly are beaten!If I hadn't been careless and didn't dodge, how could I have been beaten like this?

When he thought of this, Kelder felt that the wounds on his body were aching, and he gasped in pain when he moved slightly.

If God Shura hadn't set this place up so that both sides of the battle had the same strength in order to test newcomers, just to simply test their battle experience, it would have been a junior's turn to bully him!

"This is the place where God Shura tests his successors! However, it has been abandoned for some reasons, so it is considered a preparation point!" Kelder continued to explain to Madara: "Those who pass the test may inherit God Shura's Become the supreme god!"

"God?" Madara sneered, not quite believing it in his heart.Creatures like gods seem to only live in legends.

"It's the gods! But it's a pity that you can't get it here! You have to go to the chosen trial place! But I can also give you some benefits!" Kelder nodded vigorously.

"Where is that trial place?"

"You need to pass the trial here first!" Before Kelder could finish his words, Madara's consciousness fell irresistibly into darkness.