Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Finally, I have some power to protect myself on the road!" Madara slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, like a white arrow of air that he exhaled for a full foot before slowly disappearing.

Although Madara was said to be able to use Susanoo before, it was not without burden. Even if he had the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, the huge consumption of soul power simply relying on his eyes would still be too much for him.

In Madara's own view, the soul ring is a window for inputting soul power into his soul skills. Previously, when turning on the Susanoo, Madara could only rely on his own Sharingan as a valve to output soul power, which would undoubtedly bring harm to his eyes. Comes with a huge burden.

However, after Susanoo was truly transformed into his martial spirit true form, the newly added seventh soul ring behind him could take on the task of providing soul power to Susanoo, which undoubtedly greatly reduced Madara's mental effort.

"Let's go! Let me see what else is waiting for me behind!" Madara slowly stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, his tone filled with confidence.

"Boy! Don't underestimate the enemy in this next test! You might die!" Kelder frowned when he saw Madara, who had become arrogant, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Do you think there is any test along the way that will not lead to death?" Madara glanced at him lightly and sneered.

It seems that this is the truth!

Kelder paused for a moment, as if he had discovered the various tests along the way, and it seemed that he would die if he was not careful.It was just because Madara was so strong and so impressive that she subconsciously ignored it.

"Let's go!" Madara was walking in front and felt that Kelder behind him was deep in thought and did not follow, so he turned around and raised his chin to indicate to him.

"Why do I feel like I have forgotten something?" Madara subconsciously rubbed his chin as he continued to move forward, always feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something.

And at the stairs in front of the square where Madara passed, the huge three-headed bat king was still waiting there eagerly.

"Is this the next test?" Madara, who was advancing, finally stopped, looked up at the exit that had changed from a coin-sized light spot to a chimney, and then looked at the obstacle in front of him and asked in a deep voice, Although it was a question, the tone was extremely affirmative.

There is no road in front of Madara. To be precise, it is a pool of blood that is no different from the boiling blood water at the bottom of the tower. Even if it is far away, you can feel that it is filled with murderous intent and evil aura. .

It's obviously just ordinary blood, but on the surface of the blood pool, it occasionally boils and splashes into various shapes, including birds, beasts, and yaksha demons. They roar unwillingly and then transform into blood again. A pool of blood merged into the blood pool.

"Go! This is the final test! If you were a reserve before, you can officially be called the inheritor of the Shura God after passing here!" Kelder looked at the blood pool in silence for a long time. He slowly pushed him from behind.

"Can you tell me what this blood is?" Madara's opened Sharingan has noticed the strangeness of the blood, and he couldn't help but ask.

"This is divine blood. It was collected from the blood of other gods who were killed by God Shura in the war of gods!" Kelder did not mean to hide anything. He said it in the most bland tone. The most frightening words.

Gods, they are existences that look down on all living beings from high above, but who would have thought that they would also die when they died, and they would even be killed and their blood would be collected together for mortals to trample and bathe in.

"As expected of God Shura, he is very suitable to my taste!" Madara smiled, so rebellious and arrogant. After speaking with great pride, he raised his feet and walked towards the blood pool step by step.

Kelder looked behind Madara and looked at his back with great concern. He had seen countless mortals taking part in the assessment, but there had never been any one who could make him feel qualified and brave enough to bear the title of Shura God.

Only Madara in front of him seemed to disregard everything. He was arrogant and domineering, much like the main god he followed, Shura.

Hope you can succeed!spot!

The blood pool is not vertical to the bottom like a swimming pool, but has steps slowly extending downward, so that those who participate in the trial can slowly adapt and avoid dying directly.

Hiss!Hiss!

As soon as one of Madara's feet stepped in, it felt as if he had stepped into concentrated sulfuric acid, making a corrosive hissing sound, and a heartbreaking tingling sensation spread from his feet to Madara's brain.

"It's really strong!" Madara felt as if his feet were being gnawed by millions of ants, and he couldn't help but gasped.

However, just wanting to stop Madara would be a big mistake!His family's descendant Obito once proved to him that pain can also be the source of strength.

Then let these pains come more intensely!Madara's heart screamed with all his strength.

So what if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead?Even if thousands of people block me, I can still go!

The excruciating feeling like being bitten by a swarm of ants could not stop Madara Uchiha, whose will was stronger than steel, from stepping forward step by step without stopping.

But as Madara had already dipped half of his body into the blood pool, it seemed that the sleeping evil spirit in the blood pool had been awakened. There were vaguely fish-like things swimming under the water, each one moving at extremely fast speeds. Swimming towards Madara very fast.

As if something was burning into Madara's soul, there was a piece of flesh on his thigh that was more uncomfortable than being pricked by thousands of needles at the same time. He couldn't help but reach out and fish it out. He grabbed a bloody fish with a terrifying human face. Then it turned into a pool of blood, slipped from Madara's fingers and fell into the blood pool, and then regrouped into a lifelike blood fish and continued to attack Madara.

"If it's just you, you're not qualified enough to stop me!" Madara took out the sickle and fan that had been immersed in them from behind. After being washed with the divine blood, the fan actually seemed to have undergone a transformation and was coated with a layer of blood. It's just that the sickle made of ordinary iron has been corroded into a pile of scrap iron.

"Get out of here!" Madara inserted his fan into the cave pool and stirred it, repelling their attacks one after another, but he still did not give up moving forward. Every step he took would cost him an extremely heavy price.

I don't know how long it took, but Madara's head was already covered in blood, with only a few bubbles popping up and then no movement.

This made Kelder, who was watching on the sidelines, feel his heart sinking as time went by, until...

As if there was an explosion in the blood pool, countless amounts of blood were stirred up, and some were even thrown directly down the stairs. Almost all of Madara's clothes were corroded, and he slowly opened his eyes like a bloodthirsty beast. Eye.

The moment Madara opened his eyes, an endless wave of blood energy swept around him with him as the center. The blood fish that originally wanted to get closer turned into the most ordinary blood water under the influence of this force. Integrated into the blood pool.

How terrifying that aura is. Just outside of the dense blood, it still makes people tremble with fear. The temperature of the entire space drops rapidly in an instant. Any creature in it will be frightened by it, as if it has encountered a food chain. The ultimate creature at the top exerts extraordinary strength.

This is the realm of the God of Death that belongs to Madara!