Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Do you think this is the end?" A flash of violence flashed in the evil eye tyrant's single eye, and he made such a wave.

The light, which had gradually shrunk to the thickness of a wrist, began to expand rapidly like a flashback, overflowing with little black light spots. When it fell on the ground, it instantly swallowed up a large piece of land, as strange as being erased from the entire world by an eraser. .

The beam of light shot by the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord has been chasing Madara who is quickly escaping to the side, destroying everything behind Madara.

"Is it an attack like Onoki's Dust Release? It's even more difficult!" Madara felt the increasingly strong sense of lethality behind him and did not hesitate to summon several shadow clones to escape.

The evil-eyed tyrant master couldn't tell whether the shadow clone was real or fake for a moment, so he had no choice but to randomly choose the one that looked the most like him and scan it.

It's a pity that it's just a shadow clone!

"Are you looking for me?" Along with a burst of shouting, Madara's figure fell from the sky, holding a sickle in both hands and slashing down on the head. The sharp light of the sword was rapidly magnified in the huge one eye of the evil-eyed tyrant.

Mental shock!

At this critical moment, the evil-eyed tyrant master had no time to dodge. He could only use all his strength to gather his mental power at the critical moment to form a spiritual shock and bombard Madara who was rushing towards him like a hungry tiger.

Madara's figure with a ferocious smile turned into a cloud of smoke with a bang as soon as it was touched by a light spiritual shock. Seeing this scene, the pupils of the evil-eyed tyrant master's huge eyeballs tightened, and his eyes were spinning in disbelief. The sickle in front of him.

That’s the most basic transformation technique!

Madara, who had just regained his figure, was now holding a blood-red kunai and moving forward, sliding out a blood-red kunai, and a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Under the blessing of the Eight Gate Dunjia, Madara was like a humanoid beast. Facing the tentacles entangled and blocking the surroundings, he tore off a large piece under the terrifying force with a gentle tug, and even pulled away the evil eye that tried to stay away. The tyrant master dragged Madara back again!

The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord, who was as huge as a mountain, was pulled over by Madara, who was as small as an ant. The strong contrast in body shape gave people a huge shock.

"Where are you going to escape to?" A sharp light flashed in the blood-red Sharingan's eyes, and his voice was slightly lowered.

However, the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord, who should have been panicked, suddenly changed his eyes, which were clearly full of incomparable mockery.

not good!He still has a backup plan!

Madara was slightly startled in his heart, but at this moment he was already riding a tiger and could not get off, so he could only make a desperate move with one foot on the ground and attack the evil-eyed tyrant master as if the cannon was ejected from the chamber.

"I'm waiting for you, immerse yourself in my spiritual world!" The originally pitch-black pupils of the evil-eyed tyrant master actually became extremely blue and translucent, as if there was a blue ocean rolling up in them. waves.

Madara only felt that everything around him seemed to be leaving him, and a huge suction force like a black hole came from the eyes of the Evil Eye Tyrant.

"Is this here?" Madara looked around at the familiar scene and asked in surprise.

It is also an endless blue ocean, but it is unusually calm. Only when you step on it will there be little ripples.

Madara looked down at his hands. There were no black cracks like those left after the reincarnation of the dirt. Instead, they were slightly transparent and clear, looking extremely illusory.

"This is my spiritual world, just die here!" A voice as powerful as a bell came from all directions, even causing waves to rise on the originally calm sea.But Madara could easily sense the place where the evil-eyed tyrant was dominating.

Madara slowly turned around and looked at the huge eyes hanging high in the sky, like a real god looking down at him, a tiny ant.

Before the words of the evil-eyed tyrant could even be finished, the rippling calm lake surface seemed to be controlled by something, setting off a tsunami-like stormy wave. Madara standing on it quickly moved to dodge to avoid such continuous attacks like waves.

The water droplets in this manifested ocean are entirely composed of spiritual power, and as far as the eye can see, there is a vast ocean. This is also the real terrifying thing about the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord.

Wisps of seawater gathered together to form countless huge tentacles that twisted at will. Each one was as thick as a huge jade pillar. Under such a terrifying attack, it became increasingly difficult for Madara to dodge.

"Are you still struggling?" The evil-eyed tyrant master was still so cold and ruthless, looking down at Madara who was panting violently, and mocked mercilessly.

"You don't think that only you can summon your own spiritual world!" Madara gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, like a brave man who failed to challenge the devil, still holding his head high and never lowering it.

The next moment, traces of blood appeared in this deep blue world, and then spread like ink dripping into clear water, and half of the sky was dyed red in the blink of an eye.

It’s just the spiritual world, my Sharingan can do the same!

It was as if there was another world full of blood-red, with Madara as the center, spreading out in all directions, as if this blue apocalypse was coming, with wind, rain, and lightning, and even the clear sky had tiny cracks.

Finally, another spiritual world belonging to Madara unfolded, and the red and blue needles clashed with each other. For a moment, they were evenly matched.

The kaleidoscope pattern on the blood-moon-like Sharingan behind Madara slowly rotated, staring at the equally huge black evil eye on the opposite side without showing any signs of weakness.

However, the evil eye tyrant's spiritual power was too powerful. Looking down from the sky at this time, all he could see was an imperceptible blood spot in a huge blue gem.

Destroy the divine light!

The giant sun-like eye in the sky compressed the energy, and finally a terrifying light burst out again, bombarding Madara's spiritual world with an unstoppable force. It was like drilling a hole in an egg, and the blue spiritual power rushed to seep in. in,

This is a battle of spiritual consciousness. If you use your own spiritual power to strangle Madara to death, then Madara's soul will be in the palm of the evil eye tyrant.

Of course, Madara will not show weakness, and the blood moon-like Sharingan also shoots out dazzling blood-colored light, flooding the azure sky.

However, compared to the ocean-like mental power dominated by the evil-eyed tyrant, Madara's mental power, although as hard as iron, is too small, struggling to maintain itself like a solitary boat in the strong winds and waves.

Madara felt a slight sting in his skull, and there were a few more veins on his forehead. A stream of blood flowed from his nose, but Madara wiped it away indifferently. His eyes were fixed on the evil-eyed tyrant Lord in the sky. A hint of madness.

There is absolutely no way out. If this is the case, it's either you or I who will die!The winner will devour everything of the loser!

It seemed as if only a moment had passed or thousands of years had passed. The two people, who were close to madness in the spiritual world, had no mind to pay attention to the concept of time. They were all concentrating on trying every means to kill each other.

Finally everything returned to calm. The originally blue and flawless ocean of spiritual power was faintly saturated with blood. The evil-eyed tyrant master had swallowed up Madara's spiritual power. Madara seemed to have lost all resistance and became a Lamb to the slaughter.

"What a terrible opponent, I will devour everything about you!" The evil-eyed tyrant master was also exhausted. Looking at Madara who was half kneeling on the ground with his head lowered, he barely let out such a weak mental fluctuation. .

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" Madara suddenly raised his head, revealing his expression that was originally covered by his hedgehog-like hair, and the kaleidoscope pattern in his arrogant eyes had already swirled into afterimages.

"How pitiful your power is in front of these eyes!"

The remaining blood moon behind Madara rippled with blood-red light visible to the naked eye. Wherever he touched the blue spiritual ocean dominated by the evil-eyed tyrant, everything seemed to be boiling, and traces of bloody spiritual power were like sparks of fire that set the prairie fire ablaze. rise.

"No!" The Evil Eye Tyrant Lord let out this frightened howl.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that the originally blue ocean where the red light passed has been soaked in large areas of scarlet. In the face of the overwhelming red, the blue is retreating without any resistance.

"Ahhh!" The evil-eyed tyrant master watched helplessly as the last trace of blue disappeared. The bottom had turned into a rolling sea of ​​blood. A blood-colored evil beast the size of a mountain rose into the air and instantly swept the evil-eyed tyrant master into the air. The soul was pulled into it, and after a while, the sea water was no longer alive.

In reality, Madara slowly opened his eyes and looked at the body of the evil-eyed tyrant master that fell to the ground and gradually disappeared. He could not hide his fatigue in his eyes, and finally fell to the ground with a sigh of relief.

Won!