Douluo Zhibo Madara

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"They've all been dealt with, it's your turn next!" The bloody armor on Madara's body became more and more scarlet under the baptism of blood. He shook the sickle lightly to shake off the blood beads stained on it, and looked at the high platform in fear. The pale old dwarf man approached slowly and step by step.

"Don't come here!" The old dwarf man staggered back a few steps, then tripped and fell to the ground. However, he still looked frightened and crawled backwards on his hands and feet, trying his best to stay away from the blood-soaked brutality. spots.

"Come here!" Madara grabbed the ankle of the old dwarf man who had slipped into a gap, pulled him out like a dog to death, and held him up in the air to let him continue to struggle.

The dwarf old man actually burst into tears, and at the same time he did not forget to shout: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! If you kill me, the law enforcement team will not let you go! Wow, wow, wow!"

This old guy really has a mental problem. At least he was laughing and crying. At first glance, he was not a normal person. If he hadn't felt that he was still valuable, Madara would have killed him long ago.

Listening to this harsh and sharp cry, Madara felt upset and angry, and several conspicuous blue veins suddenly appeared on his forehead. In the end, he could only release his murderous intent and threaten fiercely: "Cry again, and I will kill you right now." Tear it up! Answer my questions honestly!"

When the dwarf old man saw Madara's ferocious look, the cries that had echoed throughout the basement suddenly stopped. He still covered his mouth with both hands and made any sound to annoy the big devil.

"Can the secret medicine make people stronger? Where does this thing come from?" Madara's doubts came one after another, and finally he thought about the law enforcement team he just mentioned. After a pause, he asked: "You and the law enforcement team What’s the relationship?”

Forced by Madara's ferocious eyes, the dwarf old man quickly poured out everything he knew: "I made that secret medicine with my own martial soul, and it can indeed enhance the strength of a soul master! The law enforcement team and I have a cooperative relationship and they turn a blind eye, and I will give them [-]% of the secret medicine I made!"

It turns out that it is as black as the crows in the world!It seems that the so-called King of Slaughter, His Majesty, is really not that good!

"You just said that the secret medicine was made by your own martial soul?" Madara's heart moved slightly and he continued to ask.

The dwarf old man seemed to have changed his personality at this time. Even though he was still in Madara's hands, he did not panic at all. Instead, he used naked interests to seduce him: "That's right! You must be excited too! Do you want to be my cooperation? Who? With such a strong strength, the efficiency of obtaining raw materials will definitely increase greatly, and I will give you [-]% of it when the time comes!"

"Stop talking nonsense! If I ask anything, just answer it properly!" Seeing that the dwarf old man didn't give up, Madara smiled coldly. He grabbed his ankle with a little force and immediately made his painful forehead sweat.

The dwarf old man endured the pain and opened his mouth to quickly explain his details: "My martial spirit is called Qiankun Cauldron. Even though I only have five rings of cultivation, as long as the quality of the raw materials is high enough, I can refine the secret The medicine will be effective even if Contra eats it! That’s why we won them over and established the Blood Eater just to obtain the raw materials!”

As for what the raw materials are?What else can an evil soul master do besides harming people?Needless to say, it must be a real person!

Then the dwarf old man actually wanted to hide something, but under the illusion of Madara Sharingan, he revealed all his secrets.

It turned out that he was a little soul master of the third ring, and by chance, he obtained the fragment of the secret medicine refining from the ancient civilization. This made him overjoyed and thought that he could use it to continue to improve his cultivation.But where are those materials that only existed in ancient times so easy to find?Many of them have become extinct and no longer exist on the entire continent, so the future is almost bleak. He degenerated and became an evil soul master. He also developed an evil secret medicine using human raw materials to improve his cultivation.

"Can you use soul beasts as raw materials to make your secret medicine?" Madara's heart was slightly hot, because he had already seen the huge value contained in this dwarf old man.

"I haven't tried it, because I only learned how to extract the secret medicine after entering the killing city!" The old dwarf man was already put aside by Madara. He stood there blankly, with three magatama in each eye slowly rotating, and his tone was as smooth as a machine. Said without any ups and downs.

It turns out that before this dwarf old man became an evil soul master, he directly used his martial soul to cook living people and then absorbed them directly. Later, he was hunted down and hid in this killing city, and then he developed the ability to make secret medicine and established such a organize.

But despite all the hard work, this strength is really useless!Fortunately, the outside world doesn't know that Madara can completely turn him into one of his own and then work for the power he will establish!

As for how to make him one of our own?This requires the use of the pupil technique in Madara Sharingan.

"It seems that we can only use that technique!" A flash of determination flashed in Madara's eyes, and he grabbed the dwarf old man like a puppet. His eyes that had drawn the kaleidoscope pattern wrongly looked at the dwarf old man's eyes. He just wanted to When I activated the illusion, I found that nothing happened.

Forgot, this is the capital of killing and the use of any soul skills is prohibited!And ordinary illusions with his Sharingan ability can also be forcibly used through his own pupil power, but a kaleidoscope-level technique like this requires a soul ring as a support.

"Kelder, if I want to use my soul skills in the Killing City, is there any way you can do it?" Madara had no choice but to call out to Kelder, the messenger of God Shura, in his mind.

"Hey! The use of soul skills is not allowed in the Killing City, unless you win 100 games in a row in the Hell Killing Fields and then obtain the Killing God Domain!" Keld retorted loudly in his mind.

"Do you think that can stop me? Don't be kidding me! It's just an advance!" Madara's tone was still conceited, as if the hellish killing fields in the Killing City were just a place to hang out in his eyes. park.

It seemed like a moment and a long time passed before Kelder finally made a compromise: "Okay! It's just this time, it won't happen next time! Get ready, I'll open my God of Death domain for you!"

Just for a moment, the blood and killing intent in Madara's body poured out in an unstoppable torrent, instantly sweeping the basement into it. The surrounding space filled with the bloody smell of broken limbs seemed to have truly turned into a to hell.

The cold wind swept through and instantly caused the temperature to drop sharply to the level of a cold winter. There were faint ghosts roaring and wailing as if to express their unwillingness. At this moment, the killing intent in Madara's body was incomparably solidified, like a plate of loose sand that had been forcibly kneaded into sharp edges. Even Madara himself did not expect that the murderous aura dormant in his body could be so powerful.

Kelder, who had opened the realm of the God of Death, was even more surprised, because his true form did not come here to take advantage of it, but the murderous aura that had been accumulated in Madara's body seemed to turn on some switch, causing the blood beast to wake up completely.

"Boy! Hurry now!" Kelder yelled at the top of his lungs in Madara's mind, trying his best to resist the erosion of the Killing City.

Illusion, other gods!

Madara also made a prompt decision and without hesitation used his all-encompassing magic to fuse with the second soul ring illusion. The kaleidoscope pattern in one eye shone brightly, instantly enveloping the dwarf old man's body.

"Continue!" Madara watched as the kaleidoscope pattern in his eyes gradually disappeared and the dwarf old man's eyes became more alert. Regardless of his own fatigue, he forcibly activated another kaleidoscope ability.

Godly!

The dwarf old man was just about to say something, but was dragged in by the twisted space behind him without any resistance and disappeared without a trace.

it is finally over!

"Boy! Unless you complete the assessment of the Killing Arena, I won't wake up for a while!" Kelder's weak voice became smaller and smaller and finally disappeared.

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