Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

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The moment the puppet was successfully refined, the whole continent and the sky suddenly changed.

Thunder and lightning covered the entire continent, and dark clouds piled up one layer after another.

Under the cloud layer, thunder and lightning are coming together, and it is getting thicker and lower.

Occasionally, lightning falls, and a mountain peak is instantly shattered.

After a while, flames began to fall suddenly, and many places on the mainland turned into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye.

The end of the world is coming!

"The gods are angry!"

"Kneel down quickly, the gods are angry!"

All over the mainland, many people kept kneeling together, with extremely pious faces, and kept praying.

"The gods calm down, the gods calm down..."

He grabbed the ground with his head and made bloody marks.

In this world where the strong are respected, life is nothing but ants.

Sometimes a human is worse than a dog alive.

In many big forces, such as Wuhun Palace, Qibao Glazed Sect, Haotian Sect, etc., countless powerful people began to join forces to open protective shields to protect their disciples and sect buildings.

At this moment, God Realm.

The two main gods, seeing the scene unfolding in the mirror of the void in front of them, were angry from the heart, and then became furious.

If Tang San were here, he would find that one of the white-haired old men was exactly the same as the head of the Tang Sect in his previous life.

"Zhu Zi, how dare you kill my disciple, do you really think that this old man doesn't exist? Today, I will clean up and clean up the garbage for this continent!"

With a wave of his hand, there was another burst of fire bombs on the Douluo Continent in the lower realm.

The other main god, with a gloomy face at this moment, also waved his hand again.

In the lower realm, countless thunderbolts are more intense.

Ever since Tang San appeared, he had been under the watchful eyes of the two of them. In order to fight for this disciple, the two of them even fought fiercely more than once, but just now, the disciple they predestined died just like that.

And it was refined into a puppet.

"This person must die!!!"

"He must pay a hundredfold for everything he has done!"

In order to vent their anger, they have long forgotten the rule that the gods cannot interfere with the affairs of the lower world.

In Holy Soul Village, Song Wuxin looked up at the sky with a dignified expression, but he didn't panic.

Killed the protagonist in one world, even though he used a special method to cover up the air mechanism, Tiandao didn't notice it.

But this scene could not escape the prying eyes of the God Realm, and he had been mentally prepared for this.

The continuously gathering energy in the sky was somewhat stronger than he had imagined.

From this point of view, the person behind Tang San was far from an ordinary god.

But so what?

"In this life, I, Song Wuxin, will use the sword in my hand to eat blood and ask the heavens!"

"Those who stand in my way will be killed...without...forgiveness!"

The idea of ​​slaughtering the God Realm was planted in his heart for the first time at this moment.

Although gods are powerful, perhaps with hundreds of levels, but after being weakened and restricted by the power of the world's rules, the power that comes to the lower world is only at level 100.

As long as it doesn't exceed level 100, below level 100, including level 100, and he plays all his cards, at least he has no problem saving his life.

And this is his confidence!

Sure enough, the energy in the sky just reached level 100.

Click!

Click!

In the sky above Saint Soul Village, countless thunderbolts began to intertwine, gathered into one strand, and struck down resolutely.

boom!

"what!"

At the same time, Song Wuxin had already prepared a second move and made a decisive move.

With a loud shout, a huge tripod suddenly appeared above the head.

hum!

In the giant cauldron, the sound of the Great Dao came, shaking in all directions and deafening.

Finally, the lightning struck the giant cauldron.

In an instant, a huge black hole vortex suddenly appeared, absorbing lightning into it.

The first stage of the soul-absorbing method: [Soul Absorbing]!

The second stage of the soul-absorbing method: [Swallow the sky]!

Twenty years later, Song Wuxin's soul-absorbing technique finally reached the second level.

Click!

Lightning began to linger around the giant cauldron. It shook violently for a while and finally returned to calm.

Spirit world.

The two main gods looked at this scene through the mirror of the void, and their expressions suddenly changed.

The white-haired old man said angrily: "This kid is so weird!

My thunderbolt, even for a level 100 god, was bound to die, but it was completely swallowed by him. It was so abominable! "

Another person said: "No matter what his origins are, he must die today! If he does not die, the lower world will not be peaceful. As a law enforcer in the God Realm, I have the responsibility to clean up the garbage!"

Someone once said well, I trust the laws of the gods, but I don't trust those who are in charge of the laws.

Now this scene is an iron fact.

The old man in white resolutely shot again, shouting: "Help me!"

The next moment, the two shot at the same time.

For a soul master from the lower realms, he not only disregarded the rules of the God Realm, but even joined hands with the two of them.

This time, the power has exceeded level 100 and is beyond the endurance of Douluo Continent.

In the vast and boundless cosmic space, in the area where the Douluo Continent is located, countless cracks began to appear, the space shield began to crack, and traces of black air began to emerge.

The Abyss of Darkness, the passage between the Demon Plane and the Douluo Continent, finally opened a crack.

In the crack, a giant hand stuck there, struggling constantly, trying to use stronger force to tear open a bigger crack.

"My sons, do you smell the smell of fresh flesh and blood?"

"Jie, Jie, Jie... kill, kill, kill..."

On the devil plane, millions of troops are already stepping up their assembly.

At the same time, in Holy Soul Village, Song Wuxin finally frowned.

"Beyond level 100 strength, are they crazy?"

call out!

Two figures came to Song Wuxin at the same time.

"Son!"

"Heartless!"

Glancing at them, he didn't say anything. Now is not the time to chat.

“蓝绫！”

"Ok!"

The two looked at each other, their hearts connected.

A bloody ray of light flashed, and the blue silk showed its original shape. In Song Wuxin's hand, the bloody sword was full of sword intent, wanting to devour the sky.

Bibi Dong, who was standing aside, was suddenly dumbfounded, looking at the bloody sword in his hand, "This, this, this..."

"Oops, it turns out she is the Wuxin Sword Spirit. If so, there is no way she can be driven away."

It has to be said that a woman has a big heart, and the energy in the sky has become stronger and stronger, but she is still thinking about her children's affair at this moment.

It's important to save your life, dear!

[Hand of Death], now!

On the right hand, scales instantly covered the arm, and the hook blade exuded its own bloodthirsty light, with traces of blood evil energy constantly lingering in it.

Cang!

A sword cry resounded through the sky.

The [Sword of Devourer] that he has raised for six years, the sword is half out of its sheath!

Looking into the sky, his eyes were unprecedentedly dignified.

With a strength beyond level 100, he is still a bit choked up now, but he can only try his best!