Douluo's dark martial arts

In the dark and oppressive vast forest, vigorous ancient trees are continuously located on this land. The dense branches and leaves block the starlight falling from the starry sea above. Only a few lucky starlight can pass through the gaps between the leaves and scatter on the sky. On wet and muddy soil,

A strong smell of blood swept through, and a black shadow was seen quickly passing through the air. It hit the trunk of the tree with a bang and shook off a large number of branches and leaves. Then, the "twisted" body fell to the ground, with a mouth in its mouth. Letting out a hoarse wail,

"Ghost Leopard...a rare delicacy~"

Thick-soled brown leather boots stepped on the soft soil. In the darkness, the burly man looked at the soul beast that had lost its ability to resist under the tree with a ferocious smile. Under the reflection of eight soul rings under his feet, the bright red His tongue licked the corners of his mouth extremely greedily,

In the woods behind him, it was dark and deep, covered with lush shrubs. A figure with eight soul rings at his feet was quietly hiding in the darkness. The smell of blood from the two men filled the air. For this reason, The cruel forest full of natural competition adds a bit of terror.

This is the Fallen Legion, powerful and ferocious. Compared with the Gang Wan and Wang Xie brought by Teach from Notting City, perhaps the images of these fallen ones who came out of the killing city are more suitable for Teach's formal style.

The degenerate scum who have been immersed in the control of Bloody Mary for a long time, compared to the soul masters who have received at least humanistic education and enlightenment, their three views have long been wiped out in that ghost place of the Killing City.

"Hey~ There are still things to do, don't waste your time on a beast, there are plenty of soul beasts for you to eat when you get back."

The soul master who was hiding in the darkness slowly spoke. It was not just the martial soul but the illusion. With the appearance of the two Soul Douluo, the surrounding forest seemed very quiet, so quiet that there was no sound of insects. , only the rustling sound produced when the breeze blows the leaves,

Click? !

Suddenly, there was an extremely subtle sound of breaking dead branches not far to the left of the two people. The two Contras were like bows and arrows. They noticed the sound and looked towards the source of the sound. Putting it down, without any hesitation or pause, a large amount of haze and mist suddenly surged out of the darkness, attacking the soul master hiding in the bushes.

"Fuck!"

The hiding soul master turned around and ran away as soon as he saw that he was exposed. He had no intention of confronting the two soul masters. His back covered with leaves looked particularly embarrassed and miserable under the dim mottled starlight.

Dressed in black, the spirit master of the Spirit Palace activated his beast spirit, revealing a configuration of six spirit rings at his feet. His escape speed was considered the best among the spirit emperors, but in the eyes of the two spirit warriors, just this alone I wanted to escape from their Wuzhishan at a little speed, but it was still a bit wishful thinking.

"Mandrill Martial Spirit, why do the people in the Martial Spirit Hall run away when they see us? Are they afraid that we can eat people?"

The leader Soul Douluo raised his eyelids and tilted his head slightly to stare at the fleeing back of the Soul Emperor of the Wuhun Palace. As the words fell, the soul ring under his feet suddenly lit up, and bright red blood suddenly burst out from his back, bright red and crystal clear. His blood flowed like ruby ​​in the darkness, and Contra himself disappeared from the place immediately after.

It turned out to be a blood butterfly!

The fleeing Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace was running ahead with trembling eyes. Although he heard the sound of blood explosion coming from behind him at this moment, he did not dare to look back at all.

According to the Wuhun Palace files, because of a conflict with his superior during the execution of a mission, he killed the brutal gangsters who accompanied him with nearly thirty soul masters. Because of his own blood Wuhun, butterflies would sputter out from his back when he used the displacement soul skill. The wings are like blood, so they are called blood butterflies.

Even the Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace thought that he just noticed the fluctuation of soul power and wanted to see who the other party was, but he never expected that he could meet such a vicious person here.

At the moment, his mind was completely unable to think normally. He only knew that if he faced Blood Butterfly and the other party wanted to kill him, he would never have a chance to defend himself. The only way to survive was to rush back to the main hall of Wuhun Palace. Troops, let the worshiper take action against the blood butterfly,

Although the plan was clear, he obviously didn't understand the true strength of Blood Butterfly.

Seeing the powerful Soul Emperor fleeing in front of him, the Blood Butterfly was also aroused with a hint of the evil taste of a hunter. Dragging the red shadow through the woods, the Blood Butterfly quickly came to a distance of one meter behind the powerful Soul Emperor. He grinned, revealing his cold teeth, and said with a horrifying smile,

"Monkey~ do you think you can run away today?"

Hearing the horrifying voice coming from not far behind him, a light flashed along the Soul Emperor's spine like a centipede and crawled towards the Tianling Cap. All the nerves in his body were tensed in an instant.

Three soul rings lit up in succession, and the sound of muscles bulging and tearing came from under the soul master's robe. In order to escape for his life, the soul emperor could no longer care about the damage to his body caused by overloading his soul skills. At this moment, he just wanted to talk to the owner of the voice behind him. Keep a safe distance,

"So much bad fun..."

At the same time, the soul master whose face was covered by the mist in the darkness stood calmly on the tree branch in front of the soul emperor, looking down coldly at the poor guy who had not noticed his existence.

"It's a pity, I don't have time to play today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gloomy mist suddenly spread in the woods. Blood Butterfly, who noticed the appearance of the mist, shook his head and listened, looking at his "companion" with a depressed look.

Click!The horrifying sound of muscles and bones being twisted echoed through the woods, accompanied by the pitiful wail of the Soul Emperor. His legs, twisted into twists by the mist, were weak and hanging on the ground. The pain made him instinctively say,

"Don't kill me! I am the soul master of Wuhun Palace!! Don't kill me!!"

"Hmph! I'm not from Wuhun Hall. I just broke your neck."

In the haze and fog, Soul Douluo jumped down from the tree branch, and with a slight lift of his fingers, he saw that the fog that filled the forest easily pulled the Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace from the ground to him in front of him. ,

Face to face, looking at the scarlet eyes covered by the mist, the Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace suddenly stopped screaming for some reason, trembling and looked at the Soul Douluo in front of him,

"Very good, your life is saved."

Contra's deep voice came from under the mist, saying, "Tell me now, where are the people from Wuhun Palace? Our Lord Admiral wants to see you."

"Who are you...?" The Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace asked after calming down, his face twitching and holding back the pain.

Click!What answered him was the sound of his right arm being twisted. Under the mist, Soul Douluo had no intention of answering. His cold gaze was like a knife piercing the fog and piercing into the body of the Soul Emperor of Wuhun Palace. His cold tone was uncomplicated. Without the slightest emotion, he repeated,

"answer my question."