Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

The training ground to the north was specially reserved for Jiang Yunzhan. Tang Ling stood on the roof, folding his arms and watching the people below hitting the wooden stakes again and again. The iron shields hit the ground like an earthquake.

"He does this every day. You gave him these movements. He practices them every day. Pang Xiong also acts as a sparring partner for him from time to time." Bai Haoyi said with some emotion.

"Yeah." Tang Ling nodded, stayed for a while, then turned to leave.

"Don't you want to meet him? After all, we haven't seen you for two years. He works so hard not to let you down." Bai Haoyi originally thought that the master and apprentice would say something or see the results of two years of training, but Tang Ling just looked at glanced twice.

"No need." Tang Ling stepped over twice and left through the back door of Shura Hall with the little golden retriever.

Bai Haoyi shook his head helplessly. Their palace master's hand-off gesture was adequate.

After leaving the Shura Hall, Tang Ling went straight to the previous Shura trials. The guidance of the Shura Sword was unmistakable. He had been killing for a year. He didn't know what this trial was about, but it was never easy.

After running at full speed for two days, Tang Ling finally returned here. Black light suddenly appeared, and Tang Ling's figure disappeared. A strong sense of suffocation swept over him, like countless black hands, cutting off his sense of smell and touch.

This time he was merciful, Tang Ling thought. It was better than losing his six senses like before. That year, killing became his instinct. He couldn't see or hear, and he just kept swinging the knife.

When he landed back on the ground, it was a cold forest, with only the cool moonlight shining faintly. He stretched out his hand to hold on to a tree, which was wet. When Tang Ling opened his hand, there was a thick liquid on his hand.

For a moment, Tang Ling's ears twitched slightly, and his body suddenly leaned forward. As he moved, a pair of thick sharp claws passed over his body. Tang Ling turned around suddenly. The night was dark, and only a faint red light could be seen.

When the martial soul leaps forward, it possesses the body, and the first and second soul rings rise. However, although the soul rings are released and the soul power is also possessed, he cannot use any soul skills. What is the situation?

Although Tang Ling was shocked, his reaction was not slow at all. He turned sideways to avoid the attack of the spirit beast again, put one hand on the ground, the wind blew under his feet, and a string of dragon roars resounded, "Xiao Jin!"

The little golden retriever's body quickly transformed into its true form. Tang Ling couldn't use his soul skills, so it naturally couldn't use them either. However, in single-round combat power, there wasn't much difference between Xiao Jin and Tang Ling. One man and one beast separated left and right in a tacit understanding.

Through the moonlight, Tang Ling could clearly see its appearance. It had a dark red body, a concave skull, and two pairs of small eyes attached to both sides of the skull. It was three meters tall and had thick limbs. Its figure flickered in the darkness. Obviously, Tang Ling recognized it. It was a rare soul beast with dual attributes of darkness and space. The Blood Moon Bronze Beast. Although its defense was not its strong point, among the space attribute soul beasts of the same level, it was considered the best. Ranked first.

Judging from the lines on its body, this Blood Moon Copper Beast is at least 60,000 years old. This Blood Moon Copper Beast has always been the protagonist of this trial. Although its soul skills cannot be used, its soul power can.

Holding the Shura Sword in his hand, where the sword pointed, a half-moon red light suddenly appeared behind his back. Tang Ling cut it off with one sword. However, the Blood Moon Bronze Beast appeared in various positions. Little Golden Retriever and Tang Ling had their backs to each other. This Blood Moon Bronze Beast is extremely fast. Despite its huge size, it can definitely take it by surprise with its spatial attributes.

Tang Ling's breath shook, and the Killing God's Domain spread outward. He stood firm under his feet, and the milky white murderous aura gathered around him. The Domain Killing instantly blocked the crescent moons in all directions. The sound of bursts of air explosions came to mind, and the little golden retriever took the opportunity. He jumped on all fours and struck the Blood Moon Bronze Beast head-on with his sharp claws.

The two pairs of small eyes suddenly blinked and disappeared out of thin air. Tang Ling's Shura sword resisted the claws that suddenly rushed out. The crescent moon behind him swept over. The little golden retriever turned around, and with the dazzling golden light, he moved with his body. As a shield, he resisted the half moon.

The soul power condensed with the Shura Sword, the murderous aura, and the bloody aura also gathered here. Tang Ling's eyes were glowing red, and there was a ferocious skull mark on his forehead. The dark red light was beating. The Thirteenth Shura Slash, the third One chop!

This is the third time that Tang Ling has used this skill. Every time he uses it, his bloodthirsty feeling will increase. The little golden retriever feels the skill that is like tearing the world apart, and his image is just right. He just listens to the blood moon copper. The beast screamed, and bright red blood sprayed all over Tang Ling. There was a wound on its chest that was deep enough to show the bones.

The Blood Moon Bronze Beast's eyes turned red, and two sharp horns appeared on the concave front of its skull, as sharp as steel, and it rushed towards Tang Ling unceremoniously.

In the blink of an eye, the pair of sharp horns magnified in front of Tang Ling's eyes, and the Shura Sword was pressed in front of him. Due to the disparity in size and strength, Tang Ling quickly retreated, leaving two deep marks under his feet, and looked at the person behind him. The boulder, he suddenly retracted Shura Jin and rolled sideways. No matter how fast he was, he couldn't escape the subconscious grasp of the Blood Moon Bronze Beast.

The only good thing about losing the sense of touch is that he doesn't know the pain. With his mental strength, he could feel the scratch on his body and saw the blood spurting out. However, the original pain disappeared. Tang Ling licked the dry and cracked skin. The lips, yes, didn't feel tactile, but it actually made him more fearless.

The Blood Moon Bronze Beast had no time to stop its strength. A pair of sharp horns hit the stone. The boulder became shattered in the blink of an eye, deafening. The Shura Sword swung past and struck it on the back again. The thick hair only made it Staggering, the body disappeared into the night, but did not appear as before.

The forest returned to calm again. Tang Ling frowned slightly. He tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand. He didn't know what big move this guy was holding back.

Whether it was an illusion or something else, the originally pale yellow moon turned into blood. Tang Ling suddenly raised his head, and dozens of blood moon fell towards his head.

Tang Ling secretly screamed, and without thinking much, after charging up his power again, the Shura Sword quickly erupted into three dark red light pillars, the Thirteen Shura Slashes, the Second, Third, and Fourth Slashes, all gathered together. Tang Ling's eyes were scarlet red. The murderous aura was also spreading within him, and his vision was blurred. He shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to stay awake.

The red beam of light penetrated the blood moon and shot into the sky, causing the entire space to shake.

Liu Wannian's soul beast, unable to use its soul skills, was so passive that Tang Ling was forced to constantly resist its attacks. One man and two beasts consumed both perseverance and physical strength.

The muffled collision sound kept reminding me of the large and small wounds on Tang Ling's body. The most serious one was from the neck to the back. The golden mane of the little golden retriever was dyed red. The Blood Moon Bronze Beast was not feeling well either. There was only a few good parts of skin and flesh left, and he had to hold on with just one breath to keep him from falling down.

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