Douluo: After transforming into a soul beast, I will roll inward to save my life

The blood-red morning glow spread across the sky, and two iron-clad mountains stretched across the plain in front of Jialing Pass.

From the northern army formation came the sound of chain mail scales colliding, and tens of thousands of star-breaking arrows were placed on three-bow crossbows.

Behind the cavalry and infantry corps, the three-bow crossbow, a siege weapon, had its shaft tightened. The soldier operating the crossbow repeatedly rubbed the edge of the bed with his calloused thumbs, and turbid beads of sweat rolled down his nose, leaving dark brown spots on the crossbow.

To the south, the black battle flag fluttered in the cold wind, and the three-legged golden crow embroidered with gold thread on the flag was torn into hideous pieces by the wind.

Behind the flagpole, the silver-armored general's breastplate was covered with a layer of mist. When he raised his hand to wipe it, the sound of the iron wrist guard rubbing against the breastplate seemed to be amplified countless times, ringing in his heart.

The general looked forward. The black and gold light armor represented the undefeated legend of the Wuhun Empire, the eighth priest who had never been defeated since the war began - Jinwu Donghuang!

Three hundred steps away, a figure of the same color sat upright on a warhorse in front of the red-gold banner. Her fingers played with the reins, and the leather rope made a slight creaking sound. There was no picture on the banner behind her, but a "Ming" character that looked like an iron painting and a silver hook, just like the golden-red figure, wantonly flaunting.

Both wore masks to hide their godlike features.

It is one thing for people around them to know about the relationship between them, but it is another matter if the soldiers in the army know about it.

"It's her." Qian Renxue tilted her head and glanced at Dong Yun with a half-smile, "Be good and convince Nan Li not to go against us. I promise that there will be nothing between you and Sun Island."

Seeing Nan Li, Dong Yun's gaze did not even change, as if nothing could stir up a ripple in her heart. She said to Qian Renxue calmly, "It's so innocent that you don't even say that."

Qian Renxue did not hold the reins, but raised her hand to press Dong Yun's shoulder, "Ah Yun, I never planned to become a god from the beginning. Maybe His Majesty the Angel God will blame me, but this time, no one can stop the Wuhun Empire from unifying the continent."

Dong Yun's eyes finally changed. She had considered many things, but she had never thought that Qian Renxue would give up the idea of ​​becoming a god.

After becoming an Angel God, you cannot stay in Douluo Continent forever. As soon as you leave, the old forces of Xingluo and Tiandou will revive again.

Could it be that this sentence accidentally stimulated Qian Renxue and made her firm in her determination to unify the continent?

Or does Qian Renxue not want to use the death of her grandfather Qian Daoliu in exchange for her own deification?

Under Dong Yun's suspicious gaze, Qian Renxue raised her voice and said, "Suzaku Mingwang? Nanli, I know it's you. There's no need to hide."

Xue Ke turned to look at Nan Li, but saw that Nan Li showed no sign of answering.

Nan Li's eyes fell on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Nan Li didn't care, but Xue Ke couldn't bear to hear anyone say "no" to Nan Li. She raised her chin slightly, not showing any fear because the other party was a Title Douluo, and said calmly and calmly: "What do you mean, Saint? I, Tian Dou Ming Wang, have always acted openly, so how can I hide my head and show my tail?"

Qian Renxue responded by raising her hand and taking off Dong Yun's mask. At the same time, a golden sword condensed with soul power appeared in her hand, and the sharp blade of the sword was already placed on Dong Yun's neck.

Dong Yun glanced at the long sword, then turned his gaze to Qian Renxue. With her level 97 soul power, it was impossible for her to resist, even if the other party was one level higher than her. Dong Yun chose not to resist, but the smile on his lips was ironic.

From the moment Qian Renxue pointed her sword at Dong Yun, the soldiers of both the Wuhun Empire and the Tiandou Empire were filled with astonishment. If Dong Yun was just an ordinary general, it would be fine, but he was clearly the eighth priest of the Wuhun Empire!

When they saw Dong Yun's appearance clearly, the front-row soldiers of the Tiandou Empire gasped.

Wow, why does that person look so much like their Ming Wang His Majesty? !

The chief priest Qian Daoliu and the second priest Jin E were both in Wuhun City. The fifth, sixth and seventh priests were beside Emperor Bibi Dong. At this time, apart from Dong Yun, the only priests from the Wuhun Empire in front of the two armies were Xiong Shi and Qing Luan.

Even the calm and collected Qingluan could not understand Qian Renxue's sudden action, let alone the lion.

The Lion Douluo leaned back in shock, trying to see if the scene before him was real. He asked doubtfully, "Young Master, what are you doing? Xiao Ba didn't seem to have done anything wrong, did he?"

Qing Luan hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master, this matter is not without room for maneuver."

Qian Renxue raised her hand, signaling the two that they didn't need to say anything more. Rather than letting Dong Yun stab her back, it would be better for her to strike first!

Qian Renxue smiled coldly and said, "Xue Ke, why don't you ask the Ming Wang beside you whether he wants his sister to live or die? Which one is more important, Tian Dou or Dong Yun?"

Xue Ke opened her eyes slightly. She did not respond in a hurry, nor did she doubt Nan Li. Instead, she asked Nan Li what he meant. If the person on the other side was really Nan Li's sister, she would have to ask Nan Li how to solve the problem.

Nan Li gave Xue Ke a soothing look and said nothing.

Nan Li didn't say anything, but Tunyun Huohuo was extremely anxious.

Hong Yun originally volunteered to be Nanli's mount, using his Hundred-foot Dharma Image to intimidate the enemy and letting Nanli stand on his head, which would be absolutely cool.

Nan Li tapped him on the head lightly and did not agree.

If he doesn’t want to agree, then he won’t. He just lies on Nanli’s shoulder as he did before. But who would have thought that the strange-looking creature opposite would actually put the sword on Little Golden Crow’s neck?

That’s Nanli’s sister!

Sister Dongyun ahhh!

Seeing that Nanli still didn't react, Hongyun guessed that Dongyun was more important than the mask, so he stretched out his claws and lifted off Nanli's mask.

The mask flew off, revealing Nan Li's face. Now it was the turn of the soldiers of the Wuhun Empire to gasp.

Damn, there can’t be two people as perverted as the Eighth Priest, right?

After the mask fell off, Nan Li finally moved. She lifted up the Swallowing Cloud Fire Hound and placed it on Xue Ke's horse's head, then raised her hand to Qian Renxue, as if to extend a "please".

Qian Renxue clenched her fingers. She actually didn’t quite understand what Nan Li meant.

What? Do you think I don’t dare to kill Dong Yun?

Qian Renxue said to Dong Yun with a hint of regret: "Public is public, private is private. Ah Yun, since you told your sister that the Tiandou Empire is more important than you, I can only visit you every year on this day in the future."

The sword edge squeezed through the gap in the light armor and cut through Dong Yun's robe.

With the eyesight of a Titled Douluo, the distance of three hundred steps did not affect vision at all. Nan Li could clearly see how the sword cut Dong Yun's neck.

hum-

Click!

The mental shock made Qian Renxue's brain dizzy and her movements paused for a second. Not only Qian Renxue, but Qingluan and Xiongshi were also disturbed by Nanli's mental shock and their counterattacks were slowed down by a second.

For a Titled Douluo, there are so many things that can be done in this second.

For example, Dong Yun waved his hand casually, and his soul power shattered the golden sword in Qian Renxue's hand.

For example, Nanli released a domain that enveloped several people, and when the murderous aura turned into substance, the murderous white light that appeared surrounded Qingluan and the lion.

For example, the tip of the Great Sun-Burning Golden Spear that condensed in an instant stopped in front of Qian Renxue's eyes, only half an inch away from her skin!

"A-Li means that you still need to practice." Dong Yun smiled slightly, "As expected of the elegant, indifferent, noble and majestic angel master, you just act decisively. Qian Renxue, I am not mistaken, we are the same kind of people."

When wisdom and strategy are equal, success or failure depends on hard power.

After realizing this, Qian Renxue stared at Dong Yun for a long time and had to admit her defeat, "Okay, I lose, kill me."

Dong Yun shook his head, "You are wrong, our enemies are not each other."

"What do you mean?" Qian Renxue was confused. In addition to Xingluo and Tiandou, does the Wuhun Empire have other enemies?

The one who responded to Qian Renxue was Nanli.

In the area, Nan Li's movements were comparable to teleportation. She flashed across a distance of several hundred meters and came to Dong Yun's side, saying, "Haven't you figured it out yet? Someone has set up a death spiral array under this plain."

"The death spiral formation, is it the Rakshasa God?" Qian Renxue finally reacted. She looked at Nanli and Dongyun as if she was looking at two monsters.

"When did you find out?"

Dong Yun retracted his spear, and Nan Li also released the restraint on Qing Luan and Xiong Shi. Qian Renxue only felt the blazing heat around her, and when she came back to her senses, she had already arrived at the top of Nan Ming's territory.

The crown of the Emperor of Chongming emerged, and a pair of double pupils took in the battle between the two armies. A huge totem outlined by flames pressed downwards.

Break through confusion, see the truth, and see the bright eyes of nothingness!

The moment it came into contact with the pure white totem, the ground began to glow with purple and black light. The swirling lines were like rotten liquid gushing out from deep underground. Even the most dazzling light could not conceal the smell of corruption.

Visible black mist rose from the array, like a wild dance before a feast.

The cavalry corps erupted with bursts of horse neighing, and the infantry corps also began to become restless because of the eerie patterns on the soles of their feet.

After seeing the purple-black array on the ground, Qian Renxue's doubts completely dissipated, and instead an endless aura of terror went up her spine, making her feel suffocated.

"What are you waiting for? Withdraw your troops." Nan Li looked at Xue Ke and signaled her to lead the troops to retreat. "Withdraw from the range of the magic circle as soon as possible."

Dong Yun saw that Qian Renxue was still in a daze, and gave orders to the soldiers of the Wuhun Empire: "Pass my military order, everyone, retreat to Jialing Pass!"

The soldiers of both countries had already intended to retreat, and after receiving the order, they immediately turned around and scrambled to get rid of the purple and black patterns under their feet.

I don’t know whether it’s because the color of the totem on the ground is deepening, or because the sky is gradually covered with thick dark clouds, but wherever I look, every space is filled with dark purple or dark green colors, and a dark sky covers this place.

The clear sky darkened, and the fog rose and spread, forming a large haze.

The rough male voice, filled with endless resentment and murderous intent, echoed in every inch of the space: "So what if you find out? It's too late!"