Douluo who started from a small grass

The second soul skill, Baihu Lieguangbo.

Milky white light condensed in the huge white tiger's mouth, accompanied by the second soul ring on the scarred man's body lighting up.

The milky white light that had been suppressed for a long time in Wuhun's real body suddenly shot towards Qianjiuye.

The terrifying soul saint level power, coupled with the blessing of the martial soul avatar, although it is only the second soul skill, not even the soul king dares to resist it easily.

The second soul skill, first line.

The broken sword in his hand was gently swiped again, showing a line in front of him.

Qian Jiuye looked at the other party's fury calmly, and the breeze blew slightly, gathering the dark clouds in the sky.

The next moment, tiny drops of rain began to fall, falling on the burning flame, making a sizzling sound.

The flames are being extinguished by the light rain, and the battle between the two parties has reached a fever pitch.

It can also be said that it was unilaterally crushed.

One of the scarred man's hands had been cut off, and the huge white tiger spirit was also cut off by that thread.

The sharp sword light was irresistible. Even if the martial spirit avatar was used to collide with it, it could not withstand the terrifying light. Even the martial spirit avatar was cut off.

The scarred man had completely lost the previous rage, and there was only fear in his eyes.

He couldn't believe that the guy in front of him with only four soul rings could easily defeat him.

What kind of monster is he?

Scar Man is actually a genius. He was once the prince of the Star Luo Empire, and he also competed for the throne with Dai Mubai's father, the current king of the Star Luo Empire.

It's a pity that he failed and completely lost to the current king of the Star Luo Empire. Even the woman he liked, the girl from the Zhu family, became the current princess of the Star Luo Empire.

How could he be willing to do so?How could he die here?

If he died here meaninglessly like this, what was the point of living quietly until now?

The scarred man, who was already so angry that he lost one of his hands, grabbed his men, bit them hard on their necks, and began to swallow the blood.

The rain was still falling, but not a drop could fall on Qianjiuye.

His eyes were calm, without any fluctuation from beginning to end. Once the battle started, Qian Jiuye would no longer have any emotional fluctuations.

He has only one goal, to crush all enemies.

Seeing that crazy big tiger starting to devour his companions, Qianjiuye ignored it and just watched quietly.

What punishment could be more terrifying than watching oneself be devoured by one's own companions?

And there is no ability to resist.

"Boss, no! Boss!!"

After struggling to back away, the short man had already been swallowed up, leaving the man dressed in a coquettish manner with bright red lips still struggling to back away.

His legs and feet were so weak from fear that he couldn't even stand up, but his survival instinct still made him move bit by bit.

He watched the boss go crazy and devour a companion. At this moment, he also went completely crazy.

He didn't want to be swallowed up, the screams of the short man were still vivid in his mind.

The blood was sucked dry, and the flesh and blood were devoured, leaving only the skin and skeleton thrown there like garbage. He couldn't accept such an ending.

"Is this Bloody Mary? No wonder those big shots are so fanatical."

There was a hint of ecstasy in his hoarse voice. The scarred man felt the recovery of his soul power and the unprecedented sense of power, and his eyes were full of greed.

After eating everything the short man had, he felt like he was okay again.

The soul power has been directly upgraded to level 79. What is the concept of this?What speed is this?

Crazy, he just wants to devour everyone he can see.

Then there was another scream, and the light rain had turned into a terrifying rainstorm. In this heavy rain, the flames had been completely extinguished, and the blood flowing on the ground was being washed into the soil.

After devouring the last of his men, the scarred man's eyes turned over again to Qian Jiuye, who had been watching all this calmly.

"It's you next."

The scarred man who had devoured all his subordinates had completely fallen into a state of twisted madness, and now he felt that he was invincible.

Stomping on the ground beneath his feet, the scarred man appeared behind Qian Jiuye almost like a flash.

The huge white tiger phantom appeared again, and slapped Qianjiuye with one claw. At the same time, the scarred man's hand directly grabbed Qianjiuye's heart.

But in the next moment, Qian Jiuye just casually used the broken sword in his hand to make a slight stroke, which made him despair again.

The second soul skill, first line.

The scarred man's body, together with the white tiger spirit avatar behind him, were cut off directly by that thread.

The only remaining hand was just raised, and then dropped down feebly.

The excitement and crazy distortion had not receded from his eyes, but his body had completely lost its original vitality.

From the beginning to the end, not a drop of blood or rain fell on Qian Jiuye's body.

The broken sword that grew out of the grass industry smacked forward again, slapping the corpse to the side like it was trash.

In the surrounding area, the villagers who had been unconscious due to the ten lines of golden light shining on the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm also woke up one after another.

Their faces first looked at Qianjiuye with horror, who was standing calmly in the rain curtain, without a single drop of rain or blood, and then their faces showed expressions of tears of joy.

Because they saw the pattern on the clothes Qian Jiuye was wearing.

That was the symbol representing Wuhun Palace, and it was also the reason why they cried with joy.

Wuhundian killed all the gangsters to save them.

Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Qianjiuye. Their life-saving grace was unforgettable.

In the small village that had been turned into ruins, some old people and children came out one after another to join the worshiping team.

"Okay, there's no need for this. People from Wuhun Palace will handle the rest. You all should go back to the village first!"

Seeing those people in tattered clothes and covered in mud, bowing to themselves in the rain, Qianjiuye seemed to understand a little bit at this moment what the poison of faith is.

This terrifying power of wish is enough to distort a god.

Without a firm heart, taking the path of faith is a dead end.

At the same time, he once again admired the legendary Willow God.

How terrifying it is to be able to carry the faith of 3000 gods.

Leaving in tears, being taken away by those lost souls in despair and then being rescued by others, they are full of confusion at this moment.

I don’t know what fate awaits them next?

In the forest, the girl also walked out of the forest with a grin. Her clothes were torn apart and she had to pull with her hands to cover her important parts.

His eyes were a little dull, and they only became brighter when he saw Qian Jiuye standing there.

What she saw happened tonight was simply the most terrifying nightmare, one from which she would never wake up.