Douluo's martial soul Barrett

night.

The wild road in the mountains seems even quieter.

Shen Cheng, Shen Bing and his son were sitting in the same row, but no one spoke.

This scene is very much like a quarreling father and son. Neither one is willing to speak first, as if whoever speaks first means that the other has admitted defeat.

Silence, wordless silence.

There was only the crackling sound of burning flames.

The flames fluttering in the wind resembled Shen Cheng's constantly swaying heart. One voice told him that the child had grown up and had the right to know this matter; another voice kept telling him about the difficulties caused by knowing this matter.

The enemy is too powerful and cannot be solved, and knowing it will only increase your troubles.

So there is also the happiness of ignorance.

In the end, the first voice defeated the second, and Shen Cheng opened his mouth and was about to speak.

"Father, I know you have your difficulties, so I won't ask anymore." Shen Bing spoke first, and his sensible attitude made Shen Cheng's mouth slightly curved, revealing a relieved smile.

Shen Cheng put his hand on Shen Bing's shoulder, patted it heavily, and said hoarsely, "I will tell you as soon as Bing'er comes out of the killing city."

"Agreed?"

"It's a word."

After talking, the two father and son looked at each other and smiled, then leaned together and fell asleep.

When a hint of dawn appeared in the sky, Shen Bing suddenly woke up from his deep sleep, then grabbed his father's arm, and the two rolled forward without saying a word.

As soon as the two left, a machete appeared where the two were sleeping.

Thick trees were cut to the ground with one blow.

Shen Cheng's eyes were filled with horror, and he subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his head.

If Shen Bing hadn't reacted at that moment, he might have been a headless corpse by now.

Without saying a word, the two summoned their martial spirits at the same time, and a huge Ultimate Popsicle stick appeared in their hands.

The ultimate popsicle stick exudes a strong cold air, and the surrounding vegetation is covered with white ice crystals.

The appearance of the two people has also changed, becoming less human-like, like a troll, with a monster head, huge fangs, thick limbs, short purple-red hair with roots pointing upward, and a big lavender nose. There were streaks of white air.

A group of ice crystals formed from snowflakes also appeared under their feet.

The only difference is that the troll formed after being possessed by his father Shen Cheng's martial spirit is slightly smaller, and the Ultimate Popsicle stick is also one size smaller.

The four soul rings behind him are white, yellow, purple and purple.

After Shen Bing's martial spirit possessed him, his body was slightly larger than Shen Cheng's. At this moment, their identities seemed to have been swapped, and Shen Bing looked like me.

The configuration of the soul rings behind him is yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, and the purple of the fourth soul ring is already extremely deep. If you look carefully, you can even find traces of black in it.

Obviously this is a soul ring that is nearly ten thousand years old.

"Wow~~!"

The father and son let out a deafening roar at the jungle in front of them, and then they clenched the Ultimate Popsicle sticks in their hands, ready to attack at any time.

The roars made by the two formed white ice crystals and shot towards the depths of the dense forest.

The crackling sound is endless.

"kill!!!"

Suddenly, a roar full of murderous intent sounded, and then countless red gazes shot towards the father and son.

The two people who suddenly saw this scene were immediately shocked, and then their hearts sank.

Facing the roaring hell demons that surged up, Shen Cheng and his son rushed forward with roars.

The huge Zhenbing sticks were swung out together, and the huge force would hurt them if they touched them. For a while, they had a slight upper hand.

But soon, as two soul emperors with six soul rings behind them entered the room, the two of them were directly knocked away by a blow.

Fortunately, the two of them turned into trolls and had rough skin and thick flesh, so they jumped up immediately when they landed and did not suffer too serious injuries.

But at this moment, the two of them were also densely surrounded, and their thoughts of escaping basically fell away.

"Ho! Stop hurting my son!"

Seeing one of the soul emperors holding a blood-red spear about to attack his son, Shen Cheng immediately roared, flew over, and blocked the attack with his body.

At the same time, another soul emperor holding a long whip also whipped Shen Cheng's body, and the area where he was whipped was instantly torn apart.

After all, the gap between the two is too big, and it cannot be offset by thick skin and thick flesh.

"Roar! Pillar of Ice!"

Seeing that his father was injured, Shen Bing immediately shouted angrily. As the fourth soul ring behind him lit up, a thick pillar of ice stood in front of the two of them.

This pillar could not help but block the next two blows, and also made the two soul emperors extremely slow.Shen Bing hugged his father and jumped away from here, but as soon as he landed, he was entangled again by other people.

The situation was precarious in an instant.

After crushing the skulls of the two men again, Shen Bing also suffered numerous injuries.

Looking at the cheerful shouts around him and the two soul emperors rushing towards him, Shen Bing's eyes showed a hint of grief and anger.

That's what it means to die before leaving the army.

Sadly.

However, Shen Bing did not choose to let him slaughter his own head, he wanted to fight to the death.

"Come on, bastards! I, Shen Bing, will smash your skulls even if I die!" Shen Bing stood up unsteadily, roared and rushed towards the Blood Spear Soul Emperor.

The undefended posture made it clear that this was a life-for-life strategy.

Closer, closer, the two of them soon reached each other's attack range.

However, the scene that happened next made Shen Bing's eyes widen and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. If it weren't for the support of the Ultimate Popsicle stick in his hand, he might have fallen to the ground.

I saw a figure on the treetops in the distance holding a black hammer as big as a hill.

With one hammer blow, the ground shook, and all the figures in front of him were turned into a piece of flesh.

Including the two soul emperors who forced him into death, they also became part of this piece of flesh.

And the nine soul rings behind that figure are eye-catching.

"Tied... Title Douluo?"

After muttering something in his mouth, Shen Bing fell directly to the spot.

The figure watched Shen Bing fall without saying a word. He put away his martial spirit and left. In a few flashes, the figure disappeared.

And this person was surprisingly Tang Hao who left the valley.

After much entanglement, he decided to explore, not for himself, but for his son Tang San.

Fuling was so moved that he felt that the Killing City was very important to his son, very important.

It was also because of this that he chose to leave the Bluesilver Grass temporarily and go out of the mountain.

At this moment, apart from Ah Yin, only his son Tang San could change his mind, and no one else could.

As for helping Shen Bing escape from danger, that was just a matter of casualness.

It's just that he felt something after hearing Shen Bing's last words, so he helped out.

If it hadn't been for that last sentence, I'm afraid even if there were a few more Shen Bings, he wouldn't have intervened.

It is normal for people to die in the soul master world, but it is abnormal for people not to die. It is precisely because he has seen it so much that he has no reaction to it.

But he would never have imagined that today's casual act would foreshadow the future.