Douluo: Became Bibi Dong's adoptive son at the beginning

The tiger's eyes scanned the sea of ​​consciousness, and saw six angels with black wings on the steps. They opened their eyes, and a series of weapons appeared in their hands, and a tyrannical aura emanated from their bodies.

On the other side of the silver long sword, an angel with white wings appeared. Seven elements circulated around her, and each element had a tyrannical aura emanating from it.

And their eyes were all fixed on the tiger in front of them, as if they were about to make a move in the next second.

"Cough, I'm really sorry, I accidentally found the wrong person, and I'm leaving now." Tiger's attitude took a 180-degree turn, and he completely lost his majestic look just now.

Red, blue, and gold lights flashed on its body, and it was about to leave the sea of ​​spirits, but the gate of the sea of ​​spirits was suddenly closed, no matter how the three lights collided, it could not break out of the sea of ​​spirits.

A cross spear exuding endless killing aura, went straight towards the light of three colors.The cross spear was directly inserted into the three colors of light, and a very painful cry emerged from the three colors of light.

"Don't bully people too much, let me go, we will never violate the river water, but if you are forced, my million-year-level divine beast is not at the mercy of others." The three rays of light gradually disappeared, and the tiger figure reappeared.

It's just that his current appearance looks a bit miserable. His body is pierced by the cross spear and nailed to the gate of the spiritual sea. No matter how much he struggles, his body cannot break free from the cross spear.

"Just you? A cat needs to have the attitude of a cat. If I want to crush you to death, it's no different from crushing an ant." On the steps, a fallen angel who looked like a butterfly walked down slowly.

The fallen angels along the way gave way one after another, with fear in their eyes.

Especially the fallen angel on the fifth floor looked at her with fear in his eyes.Moreover, this fallen angel is a little different from other fallen angels. Other fallen angels have physical bodies, but this body is illusory, as if it is a soul.

Even the angel on the other side, looking at the fallen angel who looked like a butterfly, had deep fear in his eyes.

The fallen angel, which looked like a butterfly, came straight in front of Bi Zihan, stretched out a white palm, and the cross spear inserted into the tiger's body emitted a blood-colored light, wrapping the tiger's body like a wave-like killing breath.

On the tiger's body, there was the sound of bones breaking, and it kept ringing, and painful wailing came from its mouth.

In its eyes, there are three kinds of red, blue, and gold, three colors of light are constantly converging, powerful spiritual power, flying out from the three eyes, and directly attacking the fallen angel that looks like a butterfly.

"It's too deceiving, let me show you the spiritual power of my million-year-old Holy King Xieyan!" The Holy King Xieyan gritted his teeth and said, three eyes staring at the fallen angel in front of him.

The fallen angel looked at the incoming spiritual power, but stretched out a white palm, grasped the aura of killing and death tightly, condensed it in the palm, and the incoming spiritual power was directly annihilated by the aura of killing and death.

"Cat, you must have the attitude of a cat, and don't pretend to be a beast in front of me!" The voice of the fallen angel carried a chilling killing intent.

The blood-colored light on the cross spear suddenly exploded, and the killing breath in the light, like a sharp sword, pierced into the body of the evil-eyed saint king, the blood flowing out, and the spiritual power released, It was continuously absorbed by the cross gun.

"Evil-eyed Holy King, is there something like this in the original work? It sounds familiar, but I can't remember it for a while." Bi Zihan looked at the evil-eyed Holy King who was struggling and wailing, with thoughts in his eyes.

But Bi Zihan's eyes lit up quickly, and he looked at the fallen angel in front of him. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the fallen angel look over.

"It is different from ordinary soul beasts. It has reached the level of a divine beast. Your current physique is not enough to absorb its soul ring. Your current body can absorb a soul ring for about 7 years. Even if it gives you Ji, the huge energy of millions of years is not something you can bear." The fallen angel looked at Bi Zihan, and he was very clear about the thoughts in his heart.

"Then I have nothing to do. You can do whatever you want. It's just a million-year-old soul beast. It would be a pity to kill it like this." Bi Zihan took a step back, indicating that she could continue.

"Killing, it's really a pity that you just killed him like this." The voice of the twelve-winged angel sounded from behind.

Hearing the words, the killing angel stretched out his hand and made a move, and the cross spear flew back from the hand of the Xieyan Holy King, and she caught it in her hand.

The cross gun spun in the hands of the killing angel, exuding a killing atmosphere, and the tip of the gun pointed coldly, pointing at the twelve-winged angel behind, and said aloud: "Shut up, hypocritical guy, I do things, don't I need you to tell me what to do! If you dare to talk nonsense, I will tear you apart."

The angel looked at the killing angel in front of him, and couldn't help but frowned slightly. The seven elements circulated around his body, "You can't kill me, and I can't help you either. What's the point of keeping fighting."

Two powerful auras appeared on the bodies of the fallen angel and the angel, collided with each other, and finally canceled each other out in the collision.

Half a sound later, the fallen angel and the angel withdrew their aura at the same time, and the cross spear in the killing angel's hand turned upside down, and flew straight out of his hand, landing in front of the evil-eyed holy king.

The two breaths of killing and death formed a pitch-black iron chain, one end of which was tied around the neck of the Xieyan Holy King, and the other end was tied to the cross spear.

"Little kitten, we need a gatekeeper here, so you just watch the gate for me here. If any cat or dog comes in, I'll pull your skin and use you to light the sky lantern!" The killing angel looked The evil-eyed holy king took a look and walked straight up the steps.

Bi Zihan glanced at the seraph pattern on his arm, then looked at the killing angel, and asked aloud, "I've been condensing my sword intent recently, but I've always been crushed by this pattern. What can you do?"

Hearing this, the killing angel stopped his pace, looked at the lines on Bi Zihan's arm, thought for a moment, and shook his head slightly.

"There is no way at the moment. We can't get out of the sea of ​​spirits. Before we got out, we were able to get out of the sea of ​​spirits because of the scriptures of the gods. But now we can't."

If she could get out of the sea of ​​spirits, such a small problem could be solved with a wave of hands, but she couldn't get out of the sea of ​​spirits now.