Douluo Zhibo Madara

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After finishing off the remaining few people, Madara left one alive and asked him to lead the way to the so-called bloodthirsty's lair.

"This is our lair, sir, please spare me!" The only remaining soul master was lying on the ground shivering, not daring to look up at Madara who was looking around at the surroundings like a dog. He whimpered and begged his master for forgiveness.

"It's so noisy!" Madara was annoyed and annoyed by the begging for mercy. He raised his hand and shot a kunai away, killing this man casually, as easily and naturally as crushing an ant.

"Then let me see what kind of organization it is that actually dares to tie it to my head, Uchiha Madara!" Madara's eyes revealed endless sarcasm, holding a sickle and a fan in his hand and stepping step by step into the appearance-looking place in front of him. In an extremely desolate and dilapidated three-story building.

"Who are you? Get out of here!" Madara walked in so arrogantly that he quickly attracted the attention of the two soul masters guarding the door. They all drew their swords behind them and looked at Madara with great vigilance and even thought To drive him away.

"You two little minions, why do you have to seek your own death?" Madara's eyes flashed with cold light, his footsteps did not pause at all, and he continued to approach at the original neither fast nor slow speed.

"Kill him!" The two looked at each other and immediately understood that Madara was obviously coming with bad intentions, and then they both shouted and rushed towards Madara with knives in hand.

Just when they were less than one foot away from Madara, Madara's figure suddenly became illusory and instantly turned into a stream of light passing through the gap between the two people, appearing behind the two people who were motionless as if time had stopped, and then continued Carrying the bloody sickle and the round fan, he walked slowly towards the door guarded by two people.

thump!thump!

Accompanied by the sound of the bodies of the two people colliding with each other as they fell to the ground, the door was slowly pushed open by Madara.

The small building is not as dilapidated as the outside world. Instead, it is decorated luxuriously and extravagantly. Even some of the food, red wine, etc. placed on the table have just been opened, as if their owners had just left for a moment in some emergency.

Not a single light was on in the empty corridor, and it was dark as if there was some monster lurking in this environment.

What's strange is that after entering here, Madara didn't encounter an enemy. It was as if all the evil soul masters had disappeared out of thin air, and the silence in the empty corridor was a bit eerie.

pat!pat!

Madara was so focused at this moment that he could only hear the sound of his own walking echoing in the corridor, and a pair of scarlet sharingan eyes were constantly running to capture clues.

"There seems to be something wrong here! It's too quiet!" Kelde couldn't help but remind Madara that something was wrong here.

"I know, now we need to take a closer look at where these little mice are hiding?" After Madara answered Keld, he stopped and slowly closed his eyes, and his inner lake became calm without any ripples. Entered fairy mode.

After entering sage mode, Madara's perception was magnified countless times and he instantly sensed that there was basically no breath of living things in this three-story building. Instead, there were countless corrupt and evil things mixed together in the basement below the building. The smell is extremely strong.

It turned out that the little mice were hiding there, but unfortunately they were found out!

The corner of Madara's mouth curled up in a confident arc, and then he suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, as if there was a faint blood glow in the darkness, and then groped towards the basement casually.

A weird old man in green clothes, who was as short as a dwarf, opened the exquisite little box in front of him, and said with a bit of arrogance to the people below: "This is the latest batch of secret medicine, you guys try it first. !”

"Thank you, chief! Thank you, chief!" The auras of the leading spirit masters below were extremely powerful and filled with evil spirits. It was really puzzling that they would surrender to a weird old man who was obviously much weaker than them.

"Give it to me first! Don't grab it first!"

"Asshole! I should obviously go first!"

The weird old man looked at the box thrown casually on the ground, and their eyes suddenly glowed green like wild dogs seeing flesh. They even fought with each other and scrambled wildly. He stroked his few remaining beards and let out a weird and scary laugh. Voice.

The few people who grabbed the elixir gulped it down on the spot, and then the aura in their bodies surged. The abundant sense of power made them beat their chests crazily and let out beastly roars to vent their anger.

This scene caught Madara's eyes when he sneaked in, and he was immediately surprised that that little pill had such powerful energy.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Lone Wolf come back yet? How can I practice the next round of secret medicine if I can't even get the raw materials back? What a bunch of losers!" The weird old man who was still laughing on the stage suddenly seemed crazy again. He seemed to be so angry that he jumped to his feet and shouted loudly.

"Captain, calm down! Chief! Calm down! We'll go find him right away. We won't delay your medicine practice. Please don't worry!" Looking at the moody old man, the people below seemed to have become accustomed to it. They comforted him softly and turned around. Head out to find someone.

"No need to look for it anymore! I have already killed them!" Madara sneered at them and shouted, and after speaking, he waved the bloody sickle in his hand.

"Ahhhh! How could this happen?" When the weird old man heard Madara's words, he started rolling around and crying in public, but he glanced at Madara casually, and he couldn't take his eyes away immediately.

The old man just looked at Madara blankly for a while, then he jumped up and burst into laughter, dancing and laughing: "Hahahaha! Great, this perfect body is really a rare material for refining medicine!"

"Turns out he's a lunatic!" Madara couldn't help but frowned when he saw this scene. He was really surprised by the behavior of this weird old man.

"You, you, you, all of you, come to me. If you catch his ancestor, you will be rewarded! Ten first-level secret medicines!" The strange old man looked at Madara with hot eyes, as if he was sizing up some rare treasure, and he couldn't wait to Instructing his men to attack Madara.

As soon as the weird old man said these words, everyone in the room immediately began to breathe heavily. The greedy eyes looked at Madara unscrupulously, and they all rushed over impatiently.

"Kill him and get the secret medicine!"

"Hahahaha, the secret medicine is all mine!"

"Do you really think of me as a soft persimmon?" Madara was only one person, but he was not afraid of the torrent of attacks by dozens or hundreds of them. Dazzling blood burst out from his eyes, and he rushed forward with a sickle and a fan in hand.

However, when Madara slew into the crowd like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, a bloody storm immediately broke out wherever he passed. Countless limbs were splashed and the smell of blood filled the air. Unexpectedly, no one was Madara's enemy.

From a distance, it looked like a hot knife cutting through butter. A piece of tofu unexpectedly hit a steel nail and was immediately smashed into pieces.

Madara made a few bloody heads fly up with a casual swipe, and the headless corpse immediately rose into the sky like a fountain of blood before falling down weakly.

There were even people who were cut in half by Madara's huge power and their internal organs were bleeding to the ground, dragging the remaining upper body and letting out the last miserable howl.

"Die!" An assassin-type soul master took advantage of Madara's killing spree and instantly jumped out from the shadow behind Madara like a shadow. The dagger transformed from the shadow in his hand stabbed Madara's neck desperately. go.

However, Madara, who had the Sharingan, had already seen through his trick. He turned his body slightly to let the blow pass by his ear and cut off a few strands of long hair on the sideburns.

Then the next moment, the round fan was slapped on the head, making this person unable to avoid it. In desperation, he wanted to escape far away.

Madara was not going to let go of anyone who dared to attack him. Two streams of light shot out from his hands and hit the assassin's back with lightning speed. The ninja tool containing terrifying power even penetrated directly. The body passed by, leaving two large transparent holes in his chest.

Madara was like Shura released from hell, ruthlessly harvesting everyone's life, even the floor on the ground was covered with blood and the original color could not be seen.

"Ah! Run away!" Finally, someone could no longer hold on under such a murderous massacre, threw down their weapons and ran away frantically.

Like an avalanche of chain reactions, they finally collapsed, but they were still chased by Madara, leaving only a few miscellaneous fish that slipped out of Madara's hands.

But they had already been frightened out of their wits, and it was obviously impossible for them to come back and cause trouble for Madara again.

Now in the basement, only the weird old man was standing there alone in his hands. The moment Madara's bloodthirsty eyes glanced over, he was so scared that he collapsed on the ground.

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