Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

Curse is a kind of poison.

It shouldn't exist in this world. People's hatred, unwillingness, and resentment will eventually turn into a vicious curse.

The unwillingness before death, the hatred of being betrayed, the sadness of his wife and children being separated, and the hatred of the injustice of this world.

These are the sources of curse power.

As long as there is life, these hatreds, desires, and resentments will eventually be integrated into the power of curse.

"That's you, my heir!"

When you accept this power, your body becomes a huge curse.

Your presence will surely baptize the entire continent.

By then!

Let this continent once again become a cursed land.

...............

The words that were once deeply ingrained in my mind are still fresh in my mind.

Looking at the poisonous immortal product in front of him, the words Wang Feng had heard were worth taking a gamble on.

Wang Feng knows the characteristics of the snow-colored swan kiss very well.

Destroy the city of killing with just one fairy grass.

But Tang San only knew about its toxicity, but ignored that it was also a fairy grass.

Since it is a fairy grass, it should be able to absorb it, as long as it can withstand the powerful medicinal power.

Wang Feng's Adam's apple rolled and his palms trembled slightly as he slowly stepped into the muddy swamp.

The dark green swamp water made a sizzling sound when it touched the soles of the shoes.

A black curse appeared on Wang Feng's body, and his whole body exuded a rich black aura.

All five soul rings appeared behind him.

The strange thing is that those five soul rings are more or less entangled with black curse lines similar to those on Wang Feng's body.

After receiving this power from Wang Feng, his soul ring including itself has been eroded by the curse.

These curses are like bone-eating maggots, constantly multiplying and devouring, and eventually breed countless.

"Assimilation begins!"

Wang Feng did not look back, and the black curse spread out from his palm gradually dyed the snow-white and translucent fairy grass into pitch black.

Wang Feng groaned, and the curse in his body began to be infinitely amplified.

The curse in Wang Feng's body can not only be released, but also assimilated, eventually turning it into a curse.

And all curses can be used against him.

Wang Feng is taking a risk. Once the gamble is won, he will be one step closer to his desire for revenge.

Waves of black surged into his brain, and Wang Feng's pupils were dyed pitch black.

He lowered his head in pain, and the next moment, the curse in front of him gradually receded.

Wang Feng was pushed away by a white figure with great force from the area where the snow-colored swan kisses grew.

She Long's voice came to his ears.

"Boy!"

"Wang Feng!!"

She Long shook his shoulders vigorously, and Wang Feng slowly opened his cloudy eyes and saw that his master was holding him and injecting soul power anxiously into his arms in an attempt to wake him up.

Drops of scarlet blood slipped from She Long's shoulders and dripped on Wang Feng's face, warm and sweet.

"This is?"

"Master! What's wrong with your shoulder?"

Wang Feng remembered that he was clearly absorbing the kiss of the snow-colored swan just now, so why did he return to his master?

Among the peers, the only ones who could hurt the master should be Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

It seems that a lot of things happened when his consciousness was taken over by the curse.

"Don't talk yet," She Long immediately summoned the stone spear. At this time, he didn't care about hiding his identity, and stared at the man in front of him coldly.

"Leave here immediately, I don't have to kill you."

An extremely arrogant voice came from afar.

Wang Feng looked up, and the sight in front of him made his pupils shrink violently.

It was a young man with a naked upper body and short silver-white hair that looked domineering.

His eyes were as deep as a pool of blood, surrounded by thunder and lightning, a pair of sharp claws covered with the down of some animal, and nine soul rings appeared behind him.

The most eye-catching thing was the man's soul ring configuration. There were four blood-red soul rings behind him.

Yellow, purple, black, black, red, red, red

Nine-ring titled Douluo, four 10-year-old soul rings!

Who is he?

"Don't be ashamed!"

She Long firmly protected Wang Feng in his arms, with the stone spear in his hand ready for battle. The nine rings appeared behind him, ready for a battle at any time.

Sword Douluo and Gu Rong on the side had already been beaten to the ground and fell into a deep coma, but they were not dead.

Ning Fengzhi was also seriously injured and couldn't even use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower. He fainted like Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

The man in front of him didn't seem to have any interest in killing them, but only seriously injured several titled Douluo.

"Who are you?" Wang Feng looked at the man for a long time and finally asked.

But the next moment.

A white light flashed, and a powerful and terrifying power swept over. She Long immediately pushed Wang Feng away, holding the snake spear across his chest.

With a "bang", She Long was punched away by the man, and Wang Feng also flew out with him.

The two of them smashed several huge trees, and She Long spat out a mouthful of blood, breaking many ribs on his body.

It seems that you can vaguely hear some cracking sounds from the neck.

All this was seen by the strange man floating in mid-air.

"Within three breaths, take your people and leave my territory," the man spoke again, but this time he did carry an undeniably powerful pressure.

Even a level 95 titled Douluo like She Long couldn't resist the terrifying force of this pressure, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

The strange thing is that the man didn't put any pressure on Wang Feng. He stood up as if nothing happened. Apart from some soreness, there was nothing serious.

"who are you?"

Counting Uncle Linglong, Wang Feng had met a strange and powerful man for the second time. This man was so powerful that even his own master could not resist.

Just relying on coercion and ordinary soul attacks made a level 95 titled Douluo unable to fight back.

Could it be that he is?

"Boy... I feel a very evil power in you!"

"Are you really human?"

Wang Feng's heart skipped a beat. He thought the man was going to kill him, but what he didn't expect was that instead of killing him, the man landed in front of him and gently raised his chin.

Uh...

Wang Feng half-knelt on the ground to resist the coercion emanating from the man.

Those beautiful eyes looked at each other with the deep, bloody eyes of the tall and mighty man in front of him.

The man sniffed around his body, and his bloody eyes made Wang Feng a little panicked.

"Let me let him go!"

She Long tried his best to summon a golden python.

The huge python rose into the sky and bit at the man with its bloody mouth.

"Master, let's go!"

Wang Feng also took the opportunity to escape, and She Long also understood that he could not hold back the man in front of him, so he rushed to the three people of Qibao Glazed Sect in a few short steps.

He took Wang Feng and ran towards the depths of the forest with them.

The man tore the python into pieces with his bare hands in mid-air, and it turned into a burst of stones and dissipated. When he looked again, Wang Feng and the others had already run far away.

"What an interesting guy. Maybe he can help me..."

The man turned into a burst of lightning and disappeared over the jungle.

I don't know how long I ran, but there seemed to be no movement behind me. Wang Feng was panting and out of breath.

She Long threw the two titled Douluo on his shoulders to the ground, moved his injured shoulder, and casually took off his coat, revealing his strong tendons.

Only the wounds pierced by sharp claws on his shoulders were particularly conspicuous.

Wang Feng also placed Ning Fengzhi on the ground, but he couldn't move his eyes away from the front.

The half-scorching, half-cold area in front of them seemed to symbolize that they had accidentally arrived at the greatest wealth of this treasured land.

"The two eyes of ice and fire!"