Death of Douluo

Mo Fan took a long breath. The fifth soul ring improved him unexpectedly, whether it was spiritual pressure, soul power level, or physical body.

"Senior, how long have I absorbed it?" Mo Fan looked at Di Tian.

"Two months." Di Tian briefly estimated the time before answering.

"Two months?" Mo Fan frowned. The time it took for the soul ring to be absorbed was a bit longer than he expected. Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo didn't know what was going on.

But at this time, he didn't have much thoughts to think about these things, and the same was true for the changes in strength. At this moment, he just wanted to deal with Tianmeng's affairs as soon as possible, and then go to see Gu Yue.

"Tian Meng, let's start directly." Mo Fan's eyes fell on Tian Meng's empty soul body.

Without the existence of the physical body, the only gifts of power that Tianmeng can accept are the God of Death and the Hollow.

As for whether the souls of beasts can accept gifts, the answer is undoubtedly yes.

Mo Fan's power is directly aimed at the spirit. All things have spirits, so they can naturally accept the power given by Mo Fan.

"Come on, boy! Let me see your power! See your so-called gift!"

Tianmeng's illusory figure twisted slightly and came to Mo Fan in an instant, his golden eyes full of curiosity and excitement.

Just two months ago, Tian Meng still dismissed Mo Fan's power, but when he made the sacrifice, he felt how special Mo Fan's power was.

He suddenly had an intuition that Mo Fan's power might be a key to unlocking his own power, a key that allowed him to become stronger and have power.

That's why he was so excited at this time.

"Don't resist, just feel it quietly!"

Mo Fan whispered and waved his hand lightly, and the blood-red fifth soul ring under his body instantly bloomed with a dazzling blood light. The blood-red 10-year-old soul ring quietly swayed from Mo Fan's feet and moved towards Tian Mengdang. go.

Tianmeng's soul body suddenly trembled. It was not fear or trembling. Tianmeng just felt that his soul seemed to be baptized by a strange power. This power originated from the essence of the soul, which was magical and so wonderful.

"It is indeed...the God of Death!"

A flash of light flashed in Mo Fan's eyes, and the Zanpakutō suddenly appeared in his hand. The powerful spiritual pressure made the air in the entire space freeze.

"Don't dodge..."

The Zanpakutō in Mo Fan's hand stood horizontally, black light flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed out suddenly.

Tian Meng looked at the stabbed Zanpakutō, his eyes visibly focused, because the location where the Zanpakutō stabbed was clearly the core of his soul. Once the soul core is broken, it means the dissipation of the soul.

hide?Or do not hide?

Among the lightning and flint, Tianmeng's figure still stood on the spot.

Either continue to be devoured by many beast kings here, or make a bet here, bet on Mofan's power, bet on his intuition.

puff!

The Zanpakutō instantly penetrated the core of Tianmu's soul.

The spiritual pressure all over Mo Fan exploded!

Tianmeng only felt that his soul exploded, and everything seemed to be destroyed.

The world seemed to have returned to darkness, but in the next second a strange light seemed to illuminate the darkness.

A strange power burst out from the core of his soul. It was a kind of explosive heat. In this hot feeling, his soul was destroyed but was recast!

His experience is constantly changing in this recasting. It is a strange change. Even he cannot determine the process of this change.

The process of change was not fast. Tianmeng could clearly feel that the power of his soul seemed to have turned into a sharp blade. It was a feeling of power, a feeling of endless power!

Black light flickered, shrouding Tianmeng's silkworm shadow, an illusory Zanpakutō appeared in front of him, and an oppressive aura filled the entire space.

That was Tianmeng's spiritual pressure, and this spiritual pressure was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Fan took a long breath. The blood-red 10-year-old soul ring had returned to Mo Fan's body, and the Zanpakutō had already been withdrawn from Tian Meng's body.

At this moment, Tianmeng is in a state of spiritual body transformation. The gap between Mofan's soul power and Tianmeng is too big. If he wants to be like Xingkong, Oscar and the others, it is naturally impossible to directly complete the gift and transformation in a short time. possible.

Fortunately, Tianmeng's transformation into a god of death does not require Mo Fan to maintain his power. Mo Fan has already planted his own power, and will complete the rest of the transformation by himself.

"Is it because you haven't completely completed the gift, so you still don't know the soul skills?"

After the gift, Mo Fan did not feel any changes in the soul ring, but Mo Fan could feel that his spiritual pressure was steadily increasing while Tianmeng transformed into a god of death.

Although the growth rate is not fast, it is still several times that of normal cultivation.

Mo Fan glanced at Tian Meng and made sure that nothing was missing. The soul ring converged, the Zanpakutō disappeared, the spiritual pressure restrained, and all the aura dissipated. The elegant aura looked like that of an ordinary person.

"Senior, what I should do has been done. Take me to find Gu Yue." Mo Fan looked at Di Tian.

Di Tian glanced at Tian Meng and nodded, "Let's go then."

As soon as Di Tian finished speaking, he thrust his hand into the void, and a large black hole with a diameter of about three meters appeared in the air. Before Mo Fan could react, the black hole swallowed Mo Fan.

After a feeling of weightlessness and a familiar touch on his feet, Mo Fan found himself in a strange space. The space was filled with various complex auras, and every aura was filled with extremely terrifying pressure, as if That high, godlike figure looks down on all living beings.

Mo Fan looked around and found that Di Tian was not following. The space was endless, with no edge visible. In a daze, Mo Fan seemed to be able to see a very blurry figure in the distance. Mo Fan's eyes were slightly focused, and his spiritual veins were spread out, but Mo Fan found that under the influence of this complicated aura, his spiritual collaterals were greatly suppressed, and he could not even reach ten meters.

With a tap of his toes, Mo Fan's figure jumped out. The figure gradually became clearer. Mo Fan finally saw clearly that this person's back was Gu Yue.

Mo Fan's pace quickened again, and soon Mo Fan arrived in front of Gu Yue.

Gu Yue sat cross-legged on the floor, and the aura of her whole body seemed to be integrated into the many complex auras. If Gu Yue were not in front of him, relying on the perception of aura, Mo Fan discovered that he could not sense Gu Yue who was right in front of him. .

Mo Fan couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this, and did not disturb Gu Yue, because Mo Fan couldn't tell what state Gu Yue was in at this time.

"You...are here." Suddenly Gu Yue's familiar voice suddenly sounded from Mo Fan's ears.

Mo Fan stood up and glanced around, and at some point, a silver figure appeared behind Gu Yue.Looking at the silver figure in front of him, Mo Fan's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently.

This figure is covered in silver scales with a crystal-like texture. The scales alone have a beauty that cannot be described in words. The huge body is hundreds of meters long, but this body that is hundreds of meters long does not have that beauty at all. It has a thick feeling, but has a very curvy feel.

The purple eyes are clear and transparent, and just staying there quietly will give people a feeling of being aloof and inviolable.It had the same temperament and similar aura as Gu Yue.

dragon!Silver dragon!Silver Dragon King!

Mo Fan looked at the Silver Dragon King in front of him, and then at Gu Yue, who still had her eyes closed. His expression kept changing. After thinking for a long time, he finally only highlighted three words, "Who are you...!?"

The Silver Dragon King slowly leaned down. The silver dragon head gave people a beautiful texture, "I am the Silver Dragon King, the co-master of the soul beasts!"

"Soul Beast Co-Master?!" Mo Fan's pupils shrank and he looked at the silver dragon head. In his opinion, the Soul Beast Co-Master was not the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian?Why is there another Silver Dragon King?

Based on his current understanding, he even thought that the Silver Dragon King might fall in the past ten thousand years, and then Ditian would succeed him as the co-master of the soul beasts.

But no matter what, Mo Fan still had to listen to the next words of the Silver Dragon King, because Gu Yue said that she would explain everything clearly.

"I am a god...I am not a god..." The Silver Dragon King looked at Mo Fan who was speechless, and continued to slowly talk about her origin, telling the story of the Dragon God, and the stories of the nine dragon kings. The story tells the story of the hatred between the soul beast clan and God.

Mo Fan listened quietly, and he listened very seriously. It was only now that he knew that there were so many secrets behind Douluo Continent.

After hearing this, Mo Fan was silent and digested it for a long, long time.

"Are you Gu Yue or the Silver Dragon King!" Mo Fan's black eyes looked at the Silver Dragon King and then at Gu Yue. Only when he saw Gu Yue did Mo Fan's eyes show such a gentleness.

"I am Gu Yue...and also the Silver Dragon King." The Silver Dragon King said slowly.

Mo Fan sighed, looked at the Silver Dragon King, and said slowly: "You will not die, take the power of the God of Death, and then rob the power of my bloodline... From the very beginning of our meeting, you Are you all...using me?"

When he said this, Mo Fan's hands clenched tightly involuntarily. The chaotic atmosphere in the space suddenly condensed, and the surrounding area became quiet.

"I was indeed using you at the beginning. I got close to you just to know how to use your power correctly. In order to restrict you, I integrated the power of the Heavenly Tribulation and the power of the dragon bloodline into your body to cut off your power. The road to becoming a god." The Silver Dragon King's voice was very calm, as if he was telling an ordinary thing.

Mo Fan's figure trembled slightly, and there was a trace of blood red in the depths of his black pupils, and this blood red obviously had a tendency to spread, "Cut off... the path to becoming a god! You mean I can't become a god? Then I Does it mean that I have no chance to retrieve the old man’s soul?”

Listening to Mo Fan's suppressed voice, the Silver Dragon King's voice finally had a slight fluctuation, "I used to think so, but with your talent, if you want to become a god, the power of the heavenly tribulation and the power of the dragon bloodline will be there." Affected, but not cut off.”

"I...got it." Mo Fan's voice was a bit cold, and he did not continue to ask. You can see that there is an uncontrollable madness deep in Mo Fan's black eyes.

The person he loved was just trying to use him, and even robbed him of his power and bloodline. The so-called soul ring was nothing more than a bargaining chip to increase his value.All kinds of negative emotions were about to drown Mo Fan like a tide.

"That was just the beginning, but it changed later. In the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, the moment you gave up your life for me, I already regarded you as my partner. From now on, I will really do it for your own good, no matter what Whether it's a dragon bone or a soul ring, I'm giving you what I can." The Silver Dragon King explained in a somewhat hasty voice.

"Partner..." Mo Fan covered his face and smiled. The messy thoughts, blood-red pupils, and suppressed aura made it impossible for Mo Fan to maintain his original sanity at this moment.

Mo Fan slowly walked up to Gu Yue's figure. Looking at Gu Yue's familiar face and closed eyes, Mo Fan raised his hand and gently stroked her beautiful cheek. His blood-stained eyes narrowed slightly, filled with a faint smile. Yi, gently hugged him forward. Looking at this scene, the Silver Dragon King couldn't help but feel his heart tightening.

Mo Fan let go of his arms and hung something on Gu Yue's waist. He looked at Gu Yue and said softly: "I'm leaving first."

After saying that, Mo Fan didn't look at the Silver Dragon King again, turned around and left. The Silver Dragon King hesitated to speak, and with the tip of the Silver Dragon Claw, a silver mirror appeared in front of Mo Fan. Mo Fan didn't even look back. Step straight in.

The mirror spread out like waves, and Mo Fan's figure disappeared into the silver space.

Looking at Mo Fan leaving, Gu Yue slowly opened her eyes and gently picked up the things on her waist with both hands.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

A pleasant sound of bells came out. It was a bell, tied with a red band. It was pure silver in color. The pattern on the bell was like a sky full of stars. The gap in the half moon was like the crescent moon. This bell was Mo Fan's. When I went to the Star Dou Forest to obtain the third soul ring, I bought it when passing by a small town.

Mo Fan originally bought three, one pure black, one pure white, and one silver. The silver was like the moon, and the sky was full of stars. Black was like night, and white was like day. When he bought it, black and white corresponded to the Shinigami and the Quincy during the soul fight. Silver is what Mo Fan usually wears.This bell has been with Mo Fan for many years.

More than two months ago, because of the separation, Mo Fan had nothing to give, so he gave the white bell to Oscar. At that time, he originally planned to give the silver bell to Gu Yue, because Yi Yue happened to be with Gu Yue. It's a good match, but I didn't expect it to be given in this situation.

Gu Yue was a little dazzled looking at the bell in her hand. Tears shone in her purple eyes, and she couldn't help but shed tears.Behind him, the figure of the Silver Dragon King was lying on the ground, his eyes tightly closed...

Outside the Star Forest, the space suddenly distorted, and a white figure stepped out of thin air.

The white figure stood there like a sculpture, with clenched hands and bloody eyes, it was Mo Fan.

Tick.

Tears dripped from the corners of his eyes to the ground, seemingly breaking Mo Fan's calmness, and violent aura poured out instantly.

Rumble.

Punch after punch hit the ground. In the sky, the moonlight arrows continued to condense and crash down. It seemed that the suppressed and crazy emotions had nowhere to vent.

The roaring sound continued, spreading farther and farther, spreading farther and farther...