Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 20 - Rakshasa Scythe and Electrolux

Qian Lingyun gently turned the long handle of the dark purple magic sickle in her hand, and the sickle turned faster and faster under her deliberate drive, and even the surrounding air was hissed.

Whoosh!

Qian Lingjun used his arms and wrists to exert force, and actually threw the magic sickle out of his hand like the blade of a circular saw, and went straight towards the baboons!

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe rotated at an astonishing speed. With the naked eye, only a purple round wheel could be seen. A harsh scream sounded in the air, and the screams of souls could be vaguely heard.

"boom!"

After the earth-shaking explosion, terrifying air waves rolled to both sides at the same time.

The mortal bodies of these baboons were like a thin piece of white paper in front of the rotating Rakshasa Demonic Scythe. They were easily cut into two sections, and then cut into countless pieces by the sharp sickle blade.

Raindrops of flesh and blood scattered from the sky, wetting the reddish fur of the other baboons.

"Jie Jie Jie!" Qian Lingjun raised her right hand to cover half of her face. Under the influence of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, purple mist surged violently around her.

The resentment of the soul beast that died not long ago was unconsciously drawn to her. Qian Lingjun's delicate face was slightly gray, her lips were slightly purple, and her eyes were filled with furious scarlet.

At this moment, perhaps it was the former Rakshasa who was sneering darkly through her body.

"Hey!" The Baboon King seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and let out a low growl of unknown meaning in horror.

"You're all here, just stay here! The resentment is heavy!" Qian Lingjun took a few steps forward stiffly, stretched out his left hand and pointed at the Baboon King, a beam of purple light fell, and the Baboon King The huge body twitched twice, and was imprisoned in place by the translucent lions and phoenixes in the air.

Raising his hand to recall the Rakshasa Sickle inserted into a certain baboon corpse, Qian Lingjun walked step by step towards the leader of the Blood-toothed Baboon.

Along the way, many baboons came screaming from afar to stop him. Without exception, they were cut into two equal parts and became the dead souls under Qian Lingjun's sickle.

Less than 200 meters away, fragments of baboon carcasses covered the grassland, and hundreds of white, yellow and purple soul rings were floating around.

In the end, Qian Lingjun chopped off the hideous head of the last baboon, and stopped in front of the baboon king. She stretched out her left hand and gently pressed the baboon king's chest, and whispered: "Now... Only you are left!"

"Woooooooooo...chie!"

A trace of very human pleading flashed across the eyes of the baboon king. It tried its best to make a soft and pleasant sound as much as possible, chirping to please the humans in front of it.

Suddenly, an invisible spiritual wave covered every corner within a hundred miles in diameter in just an instant.

The baboon king, who had been begging for mercy just now, suddenly fell into a brief sluggish state of mind.

This mental shock doesn't have much destructive power, but it can make all creatures lose the ability to think in a short period of time.

With a ding sound, the Rakshasa costume on Qian Lingjun's head lit up slightly, passively flashing a dull purple light. With the help of the purple light, Qian Lingjun only felt a slight pain in his head, and then returned to normal. .

"What's the situation? Could it be..." Qian Lingyun seemed to have thought of something, looked around suspiciously, but found that at this moment, most of the southern end of the Star Dou Forest was eerily quiet.

Just at this time, the sky that was extremely clear just before suddenly darkened, and a thunderous roar resounded in the sky. At that moment, the light of the sun was completely blocked by the darkness.

A breathless pressure fell from the sky, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in Qian Lingjun's hand seemed to be very angry, buzzing in the palm of its owner's hand like a demonstration.

Circles of dark purple ripples spread out in all directions with it as the center.

In the peripheral area, the big silkworm who was trying to integrate himself into the blue-haired boy's body shook violently when the thunderous roar sounded, and turned his two small golden eyes upwards, looking at the mixed area suspiciously.

"How come this aura is so similar to those from thousands of years ago?! It's too scary. We must leave quickly!"

The fat silkworm's eyes suddenly revealed a look of horror, and he quickly hid his aura as if he didn't exist.

A gray stream of air descended from the sky as if encountering a huge suction force. After turning around at the original position of the silkworm baby and finding nothing there, it turned around again and rushed towards the place where another wave was emitted just now.

Clutching his painful head, he chopped off the head of the baboon king, and the remaining baboons scattered and fled in all directions.

Qian Lingjun waved away this ten thousand year soul ring which was considered expensive by outsiders, and was about to sit down to take a breath, when a gray air swished in from her forehead.

The gray air flow was still moving in Qian Lingjun's spiritual sea at first.

Suddenly, a purple sickle-shaped divine emblem blocked its path.

Purple beams of light suppressed the gray air mass.The gray air mass immediately turned into a gray bead the size of a soybean, and then fell silent.

"Eh? What's going on!"

Just as he was talking, a very vague figure appeared behind Qian Lingjun, and the old voice sounded with an indescribable majesty, "Holding the sun and the moon to pick up the stars, there is no one like me in the world. I didn't expect that the old man would There is still a trace of the remnant soul left."

Hearing this voice, the corners of Qian Lingjun's mouth twitched slightly. She pinched her arm in disbelief. After clearly feeling the pain, she murmured: "I know this line well! This is not that The remnant soul of a great magician from another world?"

"Why didn't it go looking for the kid with the million-year-old first spirit ring, instead it came looking for me!"

Thinking of this, Qian Lingjun scratched his head in confusion.

"Little girl, what are you talking about?!"

While thinking wildly, an old voice sounded in Qian Lingyun's spiritual sea.

"Ha...it's nothing, I just like talking to myself." Qian Lingjun laughed awkwardly and hurriedly found an excuse for himself.

"Haha, it's okay to like talking to yourself, but it's not good if you are deceived by desire and power." The old voice became deeper and deeper, and Qian Lingjun couldn't help but feel excited when he heard it.

She blankly glanced at the Rakshasa Scythe that was still bleeding from her hand, then glanced at the dilapidated soul beast corpses all over the place, and subconsciously threw the Rakshasa Scythe on the ground.

"Your heart is not bad, but this force wants you to go astray. You should be more careful!"

After saying that, the gray beads separated out wisps of white sparks, and began to purify the evil spirits that entered the body along Qian Lingjun's meridians.

"..."

Realizing the benefits of this flame, Qian Lingjun did not resist. He just sat cross-legged and began to dispel the blood stained on his body.

The Rakshasa Scythe drank blood, which indirectly caused the Rakshasa God in her body to become restless.

The negative emotions it controlled also began to pollute Qian Lingjun's spiritual sea.Fortunately, with the help of the white flames dispersed by the gray beads, Qian Lingjun was able to contain the restless power of the god with his own mental power.

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Far away in the main altar of the Holy Spirit Cult in the Sun Moon Continent, the corpse witch Douluo, who had lived in seclusion for six years, crawled out of his cave again, but this time, his movements were no longer as dexterous as before. A decayed look that was exhausted.

With difficulty, he poked out the skull from the cave, and shouted to the man in black who guarded the gate: "Go to the leader, I figured it out, the Rakshasa saint is in the Star Dou Forest..."

Before he finished speaking, the soul fire in Lich Douluo's skull was completely extinguished, and his pale skeleton turned into a pile of fly ash under the eyes of everyone.

When Zhong Liwu hurried over in disheveled clothes, there was only a pile of ashes and a dilapidated black robe left on the ground.

The man in black next to him knelt on one knee and said with great respect: "Master, the old priest said that the Rakshasa Saint appeared in the Star Forest!"

"I know." Zhong Liwu gasped, as if to calm down his excitement, he patted the man in black on the shoulder and said: "Pack up the remains of the old worshiper and send them 'there'! "

After saying that, Zhong Liwu rushed out of the tunnel with joy.

After some research, this is very reasonable. In the original text of Dou Er, Huo Yuhao absorbed Tianmeng Ice Silkworm to make a soul ring. It was the energy fluctuation that attracted Electrolux.

And here, Tianmeng Iceworm hid himself because he felt the participation aura of the artifact. When Electrolux searched for the first target to no avail, he would definitely choose the second target.

In disguise, he sent Electrolux away.