Douluo's Fate Modification System

Xia Ling's expression remained unchanged.

"God? Are you sure?"

Yu Xiaogang was still giggling strangely, his unscrupulous laughter seemed extremely harsh on this battlefield full of grievances.

"Of course! Tang San, you regret it! I have cultivated a god! If you don't betray me, you can also become a god!"

Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang's expression became extremely ferocious, and he looked fiercely in Bibi Dong's direction.

"Bibi Dong, you heartless bitch! You have abandoned me like a shoe! Today you will be trampled under my feet. I want to prove to the world that I, Yu Xiao, am the world's number one theory master just now!"

Bibi Dong sneered, ignored him at all, and drew a sickle from the void.

The sickle is covered with dark black destructive power, and at the same time, there is a hint of purple.

"Are you familiar? Dai Mubai."

Dai Mubai's complexion changed drastically.

He felt the vibration of his Rakshasa imprint, and even the gods that had been fused with 90.00% nine had a tendency to peel off.

"The Rakshasa Scythe! Why is it in your hands!"

Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang playfully, and said with a smile: "You two garbage-picking masters and apprentices are the only ones who can regard something that I am not willing to ask for as a treasure."

Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly turned darker than the bottom of the pot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Mubai! Teach her a lesson!"

Dai Mubai didn't act.

Compared to his devil-like appearance before, he is now calmer.

"Teacher, I am not a real god right now, and I am still one step away from becoming a Rakshasa God. When I become a god and break through the hundredth level, I will avenge you. Now, you can help me finally Do you have a favor?"

"What's the matter, Mubai, tell me, the teacher will definitely finish it with all his might!"

Yu Xiaogang had an angry look on his face, and he agreed without even thinking about it.

"When you become a god, you must hand over to me the lost soul power of that bastard Bibi Dong!"

"puff."

As Yu Xiaogang's voice fell, a soft sound came from the center of the battlefield.

Almost everyone stared at the incomparable master and apprentice in amazement, only a few god-level powerhouses and Xia Ling remained calm.

Yu Xiaogang looked down in disbelief, a pair of bloody palms attached to the power of Rakshasa passed through his chest.

In this familiar palm, he still holds his heart.

Inside the still beating heart is the blood beads that he painstakingly cultivated.

"If that's the case, then please go and die, teacher."

"Mu...bai, why...what..."

Dai Mubai looked disgusted and took his hand out of Yu Xiaogang's chest.

Yu Xiaogang's heart also melted at the same time, pouring directly into the blood-colored Rakshasa glove.

At this moment, the aura in his body began to rise crazily again.

"Do you think that I don't know that you are a waste? Do you think that I spent so much effort to cure you, let your strength be extremely strong to complete the transformation, and cultivate you into a title Douluo because of the relationship between master and apprentice? Although I Fallen and became an evil soul master, but I have a brain."

"Yu Xiaogang, don't be so sentimental. I can become a god because of your egg relationship. If it weren't for the remaining thoughts of the Rakshasa God who have been pointing me, saying that you have a vital role in my becoming a god, I would worship you." You are such a waste as a teacher? Don't disgust me, okay?"

"The last step to achieve the god position needs to devour an extremely evil martial soul, preferably a relative's martial soul, or do you think I will waste so many resources on you, a waste? I will let you, a waste, take Lao Tzu's 30 Wan Dajun went out to die?"

Before dying, Yu Xiaogang's pupils vibrated crazily, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Sentence after sentence of "trash" pierced him with holes like sharp knives.

He wanted to grab Dai Mubai to ask what happened, but his body was no longer in control, completely limp.

At this moment, he looked like a clown.

Yu Xiaogang did not die in the hands of Wuhundian.

He died at the hands of his most trusted disciple.

It's just that his disciple never really regarded him as a teacher from the beginning, but just a tool.

Following the death of Yu Xiaogang, Luo Sanpao's shadow that had mutated to the point of not resembling a living thing floated out of his body and was directly sucked into the Rakshasa Mark by Dai Mubai.

At this moment, an overwhelming momentum rose into the sky.

The four purple phantoms behind Dai Mubai finally condensed into four purple broken wings.

In the perception of Xia Ling and others, he has actually broken through the legendary [-]-level barrier and has become a god.

Even though his breath is vain, he may fall into the realm at any time, a god who is not even as good as priests and hunters.

But Dai Mubai really made a breakthrough.

It's just that it's hard to say whether his current appearance is a Rakshasa God.

"It's over?"

Bibi Dong asked quite casually.

"Is this the capital of your attempt to fight against the Hall of Spirits and subvert the entire continent?"

"Humble ants, how dare you talk to me like this!"

Dai Mubai was furious, his aura burst forth unreservedly, almost dyed the previously re-exposed blue sky black and purple again.

The blood-colored Rakshasa glove grew rapidly as if it had been stimulated, and six cracks galloped towards Xia Ling, almost cutting through the space.

The next moment, Dai Mubai who was in a frenzy froze directly.

Just because there was a person standing in front of Xia Ling.

That figure was dressed in a red battle armor, with sword intent soaring to the sky.

With her as the center, everything within a kilometer around her turned blood red.

Rays of light continued to surge, bursting out with invincible power.

A blood-red divine sword was swung at will, and the strongest attack that Dai Mubai burst out with all his strength was chopped off in a moment of raising his hand.

"Is this your reliance?"

Zhu Zhuqing's face was as cold as frost, almost freezing his surroundings.

"Sacrificed the lives of millions of people to make the Star Luo Empire into what it is today, in order to make this trash god?"

Dai Mubai's heart thumped violently.

At this time, he had already retreated in his heart.

The coercion generated by God Shura's breath almost shattered the Rakshasa God that he had just merged with.

The Rakshasa God's Throne had already been broken once, and it was gradually repaired by chance and coincidence.

Even after some transformation, it is equivalent to the level of a third-level god.

Now bumping into the former "old boss", Luosha's supernatural power is like a mouse seeing a cat, almost wanting to run away directly.

"Damn!"

Dai Mubai cursed secretly, turned around and turned into a streak of light, wanting to escape.

I thought that I could easily unify the mainland by becoming the god of Rakshasa, but I didn't expect Zhu Zhuqing to become a god, and he was still a stronger god than him!

how can that be!

Dai Mubai's heart roared crazily, and the speed of running away accelerated even more.

"Stop him and solve it as soon as possible, my spiritual premonition is getting stronger and stronger."

Xia Ling sent out an idea in the spiritual link.

In the next second, five figures had already appeared in the air, forcing Dai Mubai to stop on the spot.

"This! This is impossible! How could you all be gods!"

The God of Destruction——Bibi Dong.

The God of Shura——Zhu Zhuqing.

Sea God - Tang San.

Sea God Priest - Bo Saixi.

They have different clergy, different positions, and different combat powers.

But without exception, they are all genuine god-level powerhouses.

Xia Ling's body was burning with pale golden dragon flames.

Although his realm is still at the level of Ultimate Douluo, his aura and combat power have even far surpassed the two quasi-god kings Bibi Dong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Sensing the shocking aura from several people, Dai Mubai couldn't hold on any longer, and broke down and yelled.

"Fake! This is fake! You can't become gods! Impossible!"

"I am the Son of Destiny!"

"How could you become gods! How could you become gods!"

Destruction Scepter, Shura Excalibur, Sea God Trident.

The three super artifacts aimed at Dai Mubai who was like a mad dog in the circle at the same time.

At this time, his eyes were blood red, and even the iconic double pupils had disappeared.

"No no no no no no! This is impossible! You haven't become a god yet, Xia Ling! You haven't become a god yet! I won, I won!"

"I am Dai Mubai! I am the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire! I am the God of Rakshasa!"

He roared and roared towards Xia Ling's direction, wanting to kill him.

Under the impact of Rakshasa's power and the successive blows of ups and downs, Dai Mubai has already gone crazy, and the sea of ​​spirits has become a piece of chaos.

All of this is undoubtedly revealed by the perception of Xia Ling's spiritual seed.

"You lost! You lost! The final winner is me! I'm the one who has the last laugh!"

Dai Mubai transformed into a sky-reaching blood tiger in battle armor, swooping down towards Xia Ling from the air, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food.

Raksha's divine power rushed out, transforming into two monstrous claw strikes that intersected.

How similar is all of this to the time when he first started his hands in the Rose Hotel and Xia Tian more than ten years ago?

Still the same two people.

Still the same trick.

It's just that now, their cultivation bases are no longer as low as they used to be.

Even their respective identities have set foot on the top of the continent in different fields.

"Say goodbye to this world."

Xia Ling sighed softly, his eyes neither sad nor happy.

Seeing Dai Mubai's crazy appearance, only four words appeared in Xia Ling's mind.

Blame yourself.

Dai Mubai was able to win the favor of the damaged Rakshasa, that was his luck, and it was also his misfortune.

Without the help of the Rakshasa God, he might not have been murdered in the past, nor would he have become the target of the Wuhun Hall.

The scepter of destruction brought out a dark force of destruction, completely annihilating Dai Mubai's attack.

For the first time, the golden trident bloomed with the brilliance of a super divine weapon, and the layer upon layer of blue-gold halos nailed Dai Mubai to death in place.

The jade-like Scarlet Dawn Battle Armor had already appeared on Xia Ling's body, and more than a dozen magnificent soul rings complemented each other.

He raised his right fist, which had already been covered with golden scales, and punched it out fiercely.

Longyan and the Killing Five Elements domain condensed into an invincible artifact, raising Xia Ling's combat power to its peak.

With this punch forward, in an instant, the situation changed.

Dai Mubai only felt that he seemed to be the enemy of the whole world.

At this moment, the sky and the earth repelled him at the same time, and even the energy of the sky and the earth rioted inside his body.

The newly formed Rakshasa Godhead was trembling, disintegrating, and shattering.

What kind of god, what level of a hundred, looked so pale and powerless in front of this seemingly ordinary punch, they all turned into illusion.

"boom!"

The light fist shattered layers of space, directly imprinting on Dai Mubai's left chest.

Before he even had time to launch any attack, he had already been bombarded into the ground by an unmatched powerful force.

The huge impact shattered the ground, creating a small mushroom cloud.

The violent air currents and shock waves forced the Title Douluo, who had already been several kilometers away from the battlefield, to join forces and release the barrier of soul power to protect the safety of the soldiers behind them.

As a large number of spatial cracks slowly healed, the five of them also fell into the pit.

In the pit, a small half of Dai Mubai's left body has disappeared.

His stomach had been completely shattered.

Put it on the Douluo star, this can be called a mortal wound.

Pale golden dragon flames are attached to the fracture of his divine body, preventing the self-healing function of divine power.

Xia Ling, who was still in the Limit Douluo state, but whose strength was far beyond ordinary quasi-gods by many times, killed Dai Mubai, the god of Rakshasa, with just one punch.

The opponent failed to make any effective resistance.

Although Xia Ling's realm is stuck, his physical fitness has been growing at an incredible speed.

As early as a month ago, he had already broken through the limit that the god level could have.

But this growth process has not stopped.

He is like a bug whose upper limit of experience is locked, but can infinitely strengthen his various attributes, superimposing his combat power at a terrifying speed.

"This is impossible......"

The vitality of the god-level body is extremely tenacious, Dai Mubai has not died yet.

"Nothing is impossible, this is what you deserved."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

With a single slash, the red sword light cut Dai Mubai's body into dozens of pieces, the dead couldn't die again.

Zhu Zhuqing clenched his fists hard, and the dozens of pieces of flesh and the Rakshasa costume on them exploded in an instant.

The purple-gold blood of the gods dyed the earth in a dark color.

The Rakshasa position and a trace of black energy in Dai Mubai's body completely collapsed into nothingness, there was no possibility of reuniting in the world.

Dai Mubai, die.

Sacrifice a million people to achieve a hundred levels, and was finally killed on the spot by the Wuhun Temple.

Apart from countless sufferings, all he left in the world was the Rakshasa Gauntlets that gathered many evil and bloody powers.

When we came close, there seemed to be millions of innocent souls howling inside.

Even a Titled Douluo would be instantly transformed into a lunatic who lost his mind if he touched these gloves without any preparation.

This evil artifact gauntlet is filled with countless negative forces, even if Xia Ling personally takes action, it is impossible to purify it and then use it.

"It's better to destroy such an evil weapon completely."

The other four nodded, stood up and flew up together, and released their strongest attack towards the pit.

An explosion stronger than before appeared.

The Rakshasa glove shattered at the center of the explosion, and the remaining divine power formed a storm of Yuanli.

The last trace of Rakshasa also disappeared in this world, and there is no more left.