Douluo Zhibo Madara

The ice pick and the dazzling red kunai were stabbed into his body in no particular order, but because Madara had avoided the vital point in advance, it was only stabbed on his left shoulder. At this time, the trickling blood was leaving along the crystal clear ice pick, turning the originally transparent The ice pick was dyed blood red and extremely coquettish.

The Ice God Phantom was not so lucky. Madara was stabbed firmly in the chest by Madara who attacked first, and divine blood with a faint golden glow flowed out.

"Even if he is a god, that's all!" Madara felt the piercing pain in his body, but felt more awake and excited. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said in a hoarse voice.

Madara held the stabbing blood-red kunai in his hand and drilled it in hard, making the Ice God Phantom groan involuntarily.

"I admit that your fighting power in this realm is comparable to that of the gods!" Ice God Phantom's eyes remained unmoved. After all, this was just his clone, and he said in a low voice: "Then, let's take over what belongs to us. God’s final blow!”

The words of the Ice God's Shadow just rang in Madara's ears, and a sense of terrible crisis between life and death enveloped his whole body. The skin all over his body was tingling slightly, and every nerve ending was giving a crazy warning.

Madara flew away without hesitation, turning into a bloody stream of light and moving away as quickly as possible from the source of the ice god's shadow that exuded a sense of fatal crisis.

"Ice! Explosion! Technique!" The ice god's shadow was covered with golden cracks. He lowered his head slightly and said in deep thought.

In an instant, the entire Ice Soul Arena released a dazzling white-gold light, and the dazzling light instantly flooded the entire arena.

A sound like the earth was shattering resounded through the sky, and the entire arena was suddenly filled with smoke and dust as if it had been hit by a God's hammer. Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but shed tears, closed their eyes, and swayed from side to side as the ground shook, maintaining their balance. .

Nine Lama forced his eyes open with burning pain and shed tears. He stabilized his body that was still shaking with the ground and shouted solemnly: "What a terrifying power!"

The dust finally cleared away, and the Ice Soul Arena reappeared in front of everyone's eyes. The originally beautiful and majestic arena had now turned into ruins.

Among the broken walls, there was an extreme chill, and there was a little bit of blood on the ground, which looked extremely tragic.

A hand full of blood stretched out from the ruins, and then Madara shook off the rubble and tiles on his body, turned over with all his strength, coughed violently, and even spit out a mouthful of blood: " Ahem! Poof!"

The Nine Lamas, who were rummaging around in the ruins in panic, immediately ran over and saw Madara's stable life, and immediately gloated: "Hey! Your life is really tough, and you're not dead yet?"

Madara did not pay attention to the cynicism of the Nine Lamas, but struggled to sit up, wiped the blood on his face and said: "It is indeed an attack from the gods, it should not be underestimated! Ahem!"

"I didn't expect that you actually defeated the gods!" The Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion also walked slowly over accompanied by the Snow Girl, looking at Madara with complicated eyes.

"Did you see that? What I said was right!" The Nine Lamas stood in front of them very vigilantly, pretending to show off their power, while on the other hand they were very carefully observing the two soul beasts who didn't know whether they were enemies or friends.

"You don't have to be so guarded against us! If you are so determined, you should be careful of the Ice God's envoys!" The Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion snorted coldly and said in a sinister tone.

Nine Lamas breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he turned his head and looked at the Ice God envoy walking towards this side with great solemnity, secretly preparing for battle.

"You don't have to do this, I won't take action!" The Ice God Envoy just glanced at Jiu Lama casually, not taking Jiu Lama seriously at all.

"Oh?" Madara slowly stood up, already hiding the blood-red kunai in his hand behind his back, and asked with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

"I am the Ice God's envoy, not the Ice God's servant!" The Ice God's envoy explained meaningfully.

Does it mean that he is just a messenger of the gods, rather than a servant of the gods?

Madara raised his eyebrows, thinking about the relationship highlighted by the words of the Ice God Envoy.

"Yeah!" Madara was just about to stand up when he suddenly felt a sharp pain on his right arm, causing him to fall there and couldn't help but groan.

"Hey! Are you okay? Don't die!" Nine Lamas anxiously surrounded Madara and asked in panic.

Madara slowly stretched out the hand that had just held the blood-red kunai, and pulled off his sleeve to reveal his arm that was in severe pain.

"This is the God-killing curse! You must have just killed the Ice God with this hand!" The Ice God envoy saw the strange blue-green color on Madara's wrist at a glance and said.

"What? Killing a clone can actually cause a curse?" Jiulama was startled, and then asked in disbelief with his eyes widened.

"Of course!" The Ice God envoy nodded indifferently and continued to explain: "The gods are the supreme existence after all. If you are not the same kind, you will naturally be punished if you kill them!"

Madara just frowned, and when he felt that the iron-green skin that looked like a frozen person had no feeling at all, his face became slightly ugly, and he looked at the Ice God Envoy with a searching look.

"Each god's curse is different!" The Ice God envoy said slowly: "And the area eroded by the Ice God's curse will gradually increase, and everyone will lose consciousness, as if they were frozen by ice until they die!"

"Is there no other way to remove it?" Madara asked slightly impatiently as he moved the cursed arm vigorously.

"Yes!" The Ice God envoy nodded solemnly, and his ice-like face also showed a rare serious look.

"What can be done?" Madara had a vague premonition in his heart, but still asked with a sigh.

"Become a god!!!" The words of the Ice God's envoy were astonishing and endless.

Become a god?Let’s just consider it as one more goal!

Madara just weighed it up and accepted it calmly. After all, becoming a god is not too difficult in his opinion!

"This curse will gradually intensify as time goes on! It can be suppressed temporarily with some fire-attributed heavenly materials and earthly treasures!" The Ice God Envoy continued, without paying any attention to the surprised looks in the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion's eyes.

"Thank you! Ninth Lama, take the Ice Phoenix, let's leave now!" After Madara stood up, he rarely thanked anyone. At this time, he happened to see the Ice Phoenix that had been hiding in the corner and shivered, so he ordered Ninth Lama road.

There is no need for Madara to stay here any longer.

"Am I still your slave? I'll do whoever I want!" Although the Nine Lama's mouth was unforgiving, he still obediently picked up the ice phoenix that turned into a rooster.

"This curse has other uses! You can explore it yourself!" The Ice God envoy waved his hand, and a staircase made of ice and snow led directly to the outside of the palace: "If you meet someone who is suitable for the Ice God's inheritance, you can take him with you. Come here”

Madara took a deep look at the Ice God envoy carved from ice and snow, and a smile appeared on his lips.

What an interesting messenger!