Douluo Zhibo Madara

When I first looked at it from a distance, I didn't feel how majestic this palace was. When I got closer, I realized that the palace in front of me was so tall and majestic. Every corner made of ice and snow was beautiful, radiating under the sunlight. With dreamy colors.

However, such beauty is obviously not something that a rough man like Madara can appreciate. He is more concerned about whether there will be danger after entering the ice and snow palace?

The sixth sense he had cultivated by wandering between life and death for a long time did not warn him, so Madara could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then carefully led the Nine Lamas into it.

Madara, who had just stepped into it, looked around alertly and found that there was silence and no figures of the two soul beasts appeared.

After Madara observed carefully, he discovered that in the wide front hall of the palace, there was a huge corridor with no end in sight, and there were stairs made of ice on both sides leading to the underground.

Needless to say, the two soul beasts must have gone directly to the center along the long corridor in the middle!Although Madara planned to explore here, after careful consideration he decided not to provoke them for the time being, and prepared to pick a direction at random and walk towards the side stairs.

The sound of Madara's footsteps echoed throughout the silent staircase corridor, which seemed a little strange.

Just when Madara saw that the front became wider and was about to take the last step away from this staircase, a biting cold air suddenly hit his face, causing a light layer of white frost to form on Madara's brow.

Madara was caught off guard and took a deep breath of the cold air, feeling as if his internal organs were frozen into ice in an instant.

not good!

Madara circulated the chakra and soul power in his body to minimize the impact of the bone-deep cold on himself. A fireball the size of a fist appeared in his hand but did not take away the slightest bit of chill.

Seeing that something was wrong, Jiulama was about to rush forward and pull Madara back, but he didn't expect that he had just stepped in, and the warm fur all over his body seemed to be as useless as a piece of paper.

"Okay, it's so cold!" Nine Lama's whole body was shaking like chaff, and he could no longer control his frozen body in just a moment.

A huge life and death crisis instantly enveloped Jiulama and Madara.

"There's something wrong with this cold!" Madara gritted his teeth and raised the cheek muscles on his face, trying his best to resist the erosion of the cold.

All things Amaterasu!

The fireball in Madara's hand seemed to be extinguished at any moment, instantly turning black and exuding terrifying fluctuations.

Under Madara's full force, the traces of black flames instantly turned into raging fire and began to fill the entire room.

cold!It's really cold!I want more warmth!

Madara was rebuffing this thought in his mind now, as if the cold air had slowed down his thinking.

Amaterasu's flame burned more and more fiercely, and finally emitted a trace of warmth, making Madara feel like a drowning person grabbing the last straw.

Just when the flames of Amaterasu's black flames licked Madara's palm mercilessly, the slight burning sting instantly restored Madara's consciousness to a trace of clarity.

"No! Break it for me!" Madara quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and a sweet smell came from his mouth. He immediately activated his Mangekyo Sharingan, pushing it crazily regardless of consumption.

The severe chill receded like the tide, and all the scenes of the biting cold wind in front of me were shattered like glass. All of this was an illusion.

From the coldness of the soul?How terrifying!

Madara was breathing heavily at this time. Even in the far north, the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat. The crisis of his life hanging by a thread seemed to bring him back to the place where he fought in the ninja world when he was young. That period of vulnerability.

"Ah! Take your Amaterasu flame back quickly!" Nine Lama accidentally caught a black spark on one of his tails, and it instantly ignited, screaming in pain.

Madara came back to his senses and waved slightly. As if being called, all the Amaterasu black flames flew up and gathered in Madara's hand. Finally, they condensed into a small black fire ball, which was pinched by Madara gently. destroy.

However, at this time, the side halls of the palace were covered with devastation, and there were traces of flames burning everywhere. Most of the staircase walls made of ice and snow had melted away.

"You really can't take it lightly here!" Madara secretly warned himself.

At this time, Madara originally thought that his Amaterasu flames were so powerful that everything in the side hall would be burned, but he did not expect that some things would survive.

It was a banana leaf that looked very much like an uchiwa fan. It looked dry black, but after picking it up, it was unexpectedly heavy. Madara knocked it with his uchiwa fan and it actually made a sound of gold and iron.

"Wait! This seems to be the remains of a 10-year-old soul beast!" After feeling it for a while, the Nine Lamas shouted in surprise.

"The remains of a 10-year-old soul beast? It's a good thing! It's not bad to take it back and use it as raw material to reforge the uchiwa fan!" Madara thought with great satisfaction.

Madara's fan accompanied him in his battles in the past few years, and he fought countless thrilling battles involving life and death.As Madara's strength increased, the texture of the fan could no longer keep up with the intensity of Madara's battles. Although it was still being used, it would become bumpy every time it was used, and Tang San had to rely on Tang San to repair it afterwards.

Now, after getting this raw material, which is about the same size and shape as a round fan, and putting it in Tang San's hands, he can finally upgrade it.

Although Madara said that he had gone through a lot of adventures, he had finally gained something, and this trip was not in vain.

Click click!

Sudden clicking sounds came from all directions in the side hall, and fine cracks spread rapidly like growing branches.

"No! This place should collapse soon!" Nine Lama looked up at the tiny pieces of ice falling from time to time above his head, and said as he kept avoiding them.

Madara saw that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he rushed towards the stairs from where he came without a trace of hesitation, taking the nine lamas with him.

The moment one person and one fox left the side hall, the originally rock-solid side hall collapsed, and countless ice dust was stirred up as the ground trembled.

"Ahem! Let's leave as soon as possible!" Nine Lama spat out the ice flakes that had just been sucked into his mouth, shook off the ice shavings stuck to his body, and coughed.

"It's too late now!" Madara said in a deep voice as he looked at the two figures hiding in front, slowly pulled out the sickle and fan from behind.

"I just felt that there were a few little bugs following behind me! Sure enough!" The scorpion was obviously extremely irritable, and uttered words with malice toward humans.

The giant scorpion turned its head, stared at the Nine Lamas with a pair of small blue eyes, and said with hatred: "Are you also a 10-year-old soul beast? You actually colluded with humans! It is really a disgrace to our soul beast clan. Got it!"