Death of Douluo

Time passed quietly, and unconsciously, a year passed suddenly.

In the deepest sealed space of the Star Forest.

Tianmeng's calm figure sits cross-legged, the golden light covering his body has almost dissipated, and the illusory figure is as real as substance. The strange thing is that at this moment, Tianmeng is no longer a silkworm shape, but has transformed into a spotless handsome man. The man had long blond hair, a handsome face and closed eyes, and he looked domineering in a jet-black domineering outfit.

In front of Tianmeng, a straight-edged Zanpakuto with a blade length of nearly one meter floated quietly.Everything around him seemed to be still, the air, space, and time seemed to be frozen.All of this was caused by Tian Meng's extreme spiritual pressure.

When the last golden glow merged into Tianmeng's soul.Tianmeng's closed eyes suddenly opened, golden light flashed in the golden eyes, and the terrifying spiritual pressure instantly broke through the sealed space.

At this moment, the entire Star Dou Forest became silent. At this moment, the sky that was extremely clear a moment ago suddenly darkened. All the soul beasts and humans in the Star Dou Forest felt a roar in their minds. At that moment, the sun's light seemed to freeze, and a breathless pressure fell from the sky, directly covering the entire Star Forest!

In the space where the beast kings were sleeping and training, all the beast kings felt this huge and vast aura, and they all opened their eyes and looked in a certain direction.

Emperor Tian's golden eyes suddenly opened, his expression condensed, and he said in disbelief, "Is this the breath of that silkworm?!"

Di Tian's figure flashed by and then disappeared.

At the same time, the terrifying pressure also disappeared, and the Star Dou Forest returned to normal again. No one knew what had just happened.

In the sky above the Great Star Forest, Tian Meng was standing in the air, dressed in black Death Overlord uniform, looking at the Zanpakutō in his hand in a daze. The terrifying power in his body made him feel excited and excited. That was all he had. The power of pursuit was truly in his hands at this moment.

"What exactly is Mo Fan's power? How could it make me change like this!"

Tianmeng recalled the scenes he encountered in Mofan's spiritual world, and still felt that everything in front of him was as unbelievable as a dream.

"Di Tian!"

Tian Meng suddenly clenched the Zanpakutō in his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked forward with stern golden eyes.

Less than ten meters away from Tianmeng, similar black-clothed golden eyes were staring at Tianmeng.It's Ditian!

"Your changes...are beyond my expectations!" Ditian looked at Tianmeng in front of him with a somewhat dignified expression.

At such a close distance, Emperor Tiantian could clearly feel the terrifying energy contained in Tianmeng's body at this time, which was purely the power derived from the soul.

The oppressive feeling of this soul is so strong that even he cannot overcome it.

Although Tianmeng had absorbed a lot of soul power by Mo Fan, but for his terrifying 99-year-old soul power!But it's just a drop in the bucket.

"I didn't even think about..."

Tianmeng said softly and slowly raised his Zanpakutō. Under the sunlight, the sword suddenly appeared and pointed directly at Di Tian!

"Do you know that you are killing yourself?"

Ditian's expression suddenly turned cold, and the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds, pressing toward Tianmeng, and a terrifying momentum rose into the sky.

"I'm just not willing to give in!"

A blue light flashed in Tian Meng's eyes, and terrifying spiritual pressure also rose into the sky. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to have solidified, and a chill emanated from Tian Meng's body.

Tian Meng swung his Zanpakutō horizontally and slashed directly in the direction of Di Tian.

The sword moves and the world is shocked!

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly seemed to be split into two by some sharp blade, and the extremely terrifying spiritual pressure seemed to be condensed into the Tenmu Zanpakutou at this moment.

To say that Tianmeng had almost zero combat experience, not to mention that at this time, the power of the soul turned into the pressure of the death god, and he was even more unfamiliar with the use of spiritual pressure.

Therefore, he could only simply gather his spiritual pressure into his Zanpakutō, and directly and arbitrarily release his extremely terrifying spiritual pressure.

"You are courting death!"

Ditian looked cold and roared, dark clouds surged, huge dragon wings spread out, and his right hand turned directly into a black dragon claw. The dark clouds that were originally divided into two changed instantly.

The dark clouds pressed down on the ground and the earth was suddenly shrouded in darkness. Countless purple electric lights flashed in the dark clouds, fully explaining the spectacle of the dark clouds pressing down on the city and threatening to destroy it.

Bursts of thunderous roars continued to be heard in the air, and the dragon claw transformed into Ditian's right hand clawed out. The purple thunder and lightning, accompanied by endless blackening, transformed into a dragon claw, and it slammed into Tian Meng's invisible body. of spiritual pressure.

Terrifying roars resounded throughout the world, and the oppression that had just disappeared once again swept across the Star Forest. Many soul beasts that had just regained their mobility fell to the ground under this terrifying pressure, and they all knelt on the ground. Looking towards the deepest part of the Star Dou Forest.

What is clearly visible is that the eyes of every soul beast are filled with the kind of fear that originates from their blood and soul.

This pressure did not dissipate for a long time.

Darkness enveloped the world, and the overwhelming pressure made all the soul beasts choke as if they were suffocated.

In the deepest part of the Star Forest, in the dark sky, Di Tian stood quietly in the sky with a gloomy expression, while Tian Meng's figure had long since disappeared.

Tian Meng is not arrogant enough to think that he is Di Tian's opponent, but the hatred that has been absorbed and devoured all the year round is like a demon in his heart the moment he gains strength. He must kill it with this knife, because it is his strength. a belief.

With one slash of the knife, Tianmeng left and chose to escape.

Di Tian could have gone after him, but for some reason he stopped where he was. He just looked towards the north with a gloomy expression, and finally disappeared into the sky, returning to the retreat place of the Beast King.

His eyes returned to the Killing City.

The time also goes back a few minutes.

In the killing field of hell.

The virtual Mo Fan slowly walked into the arena. It must be the same as a year ago. The blood lines on the white bone material of Mo Fan's body became obviously brighter red, and the lines also showed obvious changes. The ominous aura It has become even colder, and the oppressive aura can make people feel fearful from a distance.

As Mo Fan entered, the eyes of the nine people surrounding him all focused on Mo Fan. The next second, roars and hisses were heard, and nine voices sounded from nine directions around Mo Fan almost at the same time.The nine opponents pounced on Mo Fan at the same time.

There is no doubt about Mo Fan's strength. Everyone knows that if they want to win, they must first deal with Mo Fan.

Looking at the nine people rushing towards him from nine different directions, Mo Fan showed no signs of confusion, with a sinister smile on his lips.The figure flickered like an illusion, as if teleporting, and almost instantly arrived in front of a strong opponent.

Mo Fan's sharp claws flashed with cold light, and the next moment, the sharp claws had torn the man's throat.

In addition, attacks from others followed immediately, but Mo Fan's figure seemed to be dancing.

Turn, step, bend.

Not only can he move freely among the eight people, but every time he grabs and swings, blood will inevitably scatter in all directions.

The strongest among these eight people has reached Soul Douluo. In this killing city, without the increase of soul skills, Mofan's strong physical fitness will not be Mofan's opponent even if he is a titled Douluo. Not to mention, the existence of special soul skills such as virtual Mofan's own ring rotation and steel skin.

Soon, the only opponent on the field was the strongest Contra.

Another claw was thrust out, and the sharp angle was directed towards the Contra's heart.

The many fallen people watching the battle seemed to have seen the scene of blood spurting, and they all looked excited.

Just when everyone thought that Xu Hua Mo Fan would win his No. 70 Seventh Hell Killing Match, Mo Fan's figure suddenly stopped for some unknown reason, as if he was frozen in place.

At this pause, the Contra's attack came in an instant, and a mace full of spikes struck Mo Fan's body with great momentum.

Mo Fan's figure instantly hit the wall of the Hell Killing Fields like a kite with broken strings.

Even the sixty-level Soul Emperor's blow could only cause a slight crack in the wall, but now dust was everywhere, and a huge pothole appeared.

From this we can see the heavy and majestic power in this stick.

Silence, silence.

Everyone present looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. It was clear that Mo Fan could easily penetrate the heart of this Contra for a second, but at that last moment, he stopped. No one knew that Mo Fan could penetrate the heart of this Contra easily. What happened to Fan.

On the viewing platform, a cold figure in black frowned at the scene on the stage. The figure was full of murderous intent, his face was a bit pale, and he was drinking a glass of Bloody Mary slowly in his hand.

Although Contra on the field didn't know why Mo Fan stopped suddenly.But he doesn't understand the principle of taking advantage of victory to pursue it.Swinging a large mace, he pursued Mo Fan.

In the bloody manor.

The blood mist still wrapped around Mo Fan. The moment Tian Meng completely transformed into the God of Death in the Star Forest, a surge of energy suddenly poured into Mo Fan's body.

The bloody manor suddenly shook, and Mo Fan suddenly opened his eyes in the blood mist, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

A powerful momentum suddenly unfolded, the blood-colored mist solidified, and a ray of golden sunlight shined through the blood-colored sky in the manor.

The blood in the sky began to melt like snowflakes.The blood mist blended into Mo Fan's body.

When the last trace of blood mist blended into Mo Fan's body, the blood red in the sky also dissipated, and the manor returned to its former brightness as if the sky had cleared after the rain.

Mo Fan looked straight ahead.

The blood-haired Mo Fan in front also looked directly at Mo Fan with a smiling face, and slowly walked to Mo Fan, "Although it's a bit tricky... But now that you're awake, you have to use my power... Just use it!”

After saying that, the blood-haired Mo Fan raised his hand and gently landed on Mo Fan's shoulder. The figure of the blood-haired Mo Fan gradually faded away. Mo Fan's black hair grew rapidly and turned into blood hair. His black pupils were still as deep as endless. Like an abyss!

The memory hit him, and the bloodthirsty murderous intention suddenly broke out. A bloody light flashed in the depths of his black eyes. Mo Fan's calm expression did not change at all, but it gave people an increasingly cold feeling.

The manor faded into obscurity.

When the picture became clear again, the fierce wind hit us head on with the huge pressure of the giant mace!

boom!

A huge roar came!

The Contra's expression suddenly condensed, because he could clearly feel the unshakable power coming from the top of the mace!

The sharp claws that had been stained red by blood had been raised at some point, just in front of the mace.

Mo Fan stood up slowly. The white bone mask had covered Mo Fan's entire cheek at some point, and long blood-colored hair extended from the mask.

The surging aura of killing and the extremely suppressed ominous aura instantly enveloped the entire hell killing field.

This Contra's pupils shrank violently in an instant.

The next second, under his unbelievable look, the huge mace in his hand moved uncontrollably and smashed towards him. The huge force directly caused his chest to collapse.

The whole person fell to the ground like a kite with broken strings. Mo Fan's blood flowed without wind, and the bright smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a ferocious mask. The expressionless mask made everyone feel cold in their hearts.

All the spectators felt that Mo Fan in front of them seemed to be a different person, and in fact that was exactly the case, but no one understood the change in Mo Fan at this time.

Clap la la...

Mo Fan dragged the mace and slowly walked towards Contra. At this moment, Contra was taking in less air and outgoing more air.

Facing the approaching Mo Fan, he had already lost his last strength of resistance.

As the mace fell together.

Hell killing match! 77 games!victory!

In the viewing area, the cold man looked a little fanatical when he saw this scene and drank down the Bloody Mary in his hand.His eyes were shining brightly as he looked at Mo Fan in the audience.

Mo Fan in the audience also noticed the hot gaze coming from the viewing area.

Turn around and look up.

The long red hair broke and dissipated, and the white bones faded away like foam. The bloody eyes turned black, and he stood with his hands behind his hands, looking calmly at the cold figure on the stage.

Everyone present was stunned. This was the first time they saw Mo Fan's appearance under the mask. His young and handsome cheeks, and the cold and unknown aura dissipated, instead giving people a gentle and elegant look that was incompatible with this murderous city. breath.

Everyone looked at Mo Fan in astonishment, thinking in their hearts, is the young man in front of them still the bloody evil god they knew before?

While everyone was stunned, only the cold man on the viewing platform looked at Mo Fan with a twisted look and laughed excitedly.

Looking at Mo Fan heading towards the Hell Killing Fields, the cold man didn't make any stop and got up and walked directly outside the Hell Killing Fields.

Mo Fan's gentle and graceful figure had just walked out of the killing field of hell, when the siege of the fallen attacked again. Mo Fan waved his arm gently, and the sacred arrow of blood-moon color condensed instantly.

The bloody killings resume!

And the cold man stood quietly in the distance, watching this gorgeous and bloodthirsty scene...