The Demon King of Douluo

boom--!

This unprecedented battle lasted for a whole day and night. The aura of sanctity and violence filled the sky. The endurance of the Seraphim spirit was indeed very strong, especially when it was close to the sun. The original Zhou Ming was about to be seriously injured. Daoliu, but a ray of sunshine the next day made his efforts in vain.

However, Zhou Ming's immortal bloodline is currently superior in battery life. The old guy Qian Daoliu even received a trace of divine power from the Elder's Palace, which was able to withstand Zhou Ming's indiscriminate bombardment.

After all, Zhou Ming's own cultivation level is only level seventy-nine. The effect of the field can compete with the angel field at its limit. It cannot have much suppressive effect at all. And when he goes all out, he is not sure that he can defeat thousands of people with one blow. Tao Liu.

boom! boom! boom!

The mental detection was always on, and Zhou Ming was already starting to get a little anxious. If he continued to use it like this, with the support provided by the angelic power and the light of the sun, he would definitely be the one who was exhausted first in the end.

The soul power in his right arm quietly changed, and the purple-red soul power mixed with his fist, shattering the sacred sword in Qian Daoliu's hand with one punch.

The million-year-old right arm soul bone, the fourth soul skill: Life Seal, cannot be broken without extreme attributes.

Qiandaoliu itself has been contaminated by the angelic power, and the life seal must be slowly eroded to be effective. The battle is still going on in full swing, and the people on the ground are also paying attention to this unprecedented battle.

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Teacher, dean, and everyone else, my father and I went to practice. I will definitely come back in five years.

Tang San said goodbye to everyone and followed Tang Hao to leave here. Xiao Wu also left earlier. In the human world, her situation was too dangerous.

Sadness spread among everyone, but no one stayed. This is their path, and everyone has their own path.

Others are also on their way to leave, and Zhou Ming's spiritual clone is also with everyone. This is a guarantee. If any accident happens, Zhou Ming can move forward and retreat freely.

Flanders and the others didn't care so much. They knew that Zhou Ming had prepared a retreat, and if they stayed, they would only be holding back.

Zhou Ming, how long will it take? If you continue, I'm worried that Wuhun Palace will take some measures.

The master's theory was no longer enough to judge a battle at this level, but out of caution, he certainly hoped that Zhou Ming would ensure his own safety first.

The mental body is still expressionless, but its thinking ability is the same as that of Zhou Ming's body. It's okay. I still have about 50% of my soul power. I will kill that old thing with the next blow.

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Bang! puff!

Ah! As if in response to Zhou Ming's words, a shrill roar came from high in Wuhun City, and a golden figure fell down. Golden Crocodile Douluo rose into the sky without hesitation, and the same golden light bloomed.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

The second priest of the Elder Hall is already one hundred and fifty years old, and is even above Qiandaoliu in terms of seniority. He is also absolutely loyal to the Wuhun Hall, and he himself is a fanatical believer in the God of Angels.

It was Qiandaoliu who caught the falling figure. However, Qiandaoliu looked quite miserable at this time. His clothes were dyed red with blood, and his chest was deeply dented by a punch. If it weren't for The soul bone in the chest is hard enough, this punch may have penetrated it!

Hurry and find the healing soul master! Golden Crocodile Douluo's roar awakened everyone, and they left in a hurry, including several other worshippers.

Golden Crocodile Douluo tried to infuse the light attribute soul power from the same source into Qiandaoliu to help stabilize his injuries, but it had no effect. A kind of purple-red soul power filled his veins and suppressed all soul power. Even that ray of divine power from the God of Angels was tightly suppressed.

How is that possible! A look of horror appeared on the face of this ninety-eighth-level peak Douluo for the first time. As a believer in the God of Angels, he knew very well what this power meant. It was simply not a power that humans could shake.

Bibi Dong appeared silently behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, with cold murderous intent filling her eyes, and a thick death aura gathering in her hands.

Brother, they are here. I don't know which of the worshipers came here with several people in priest robes. They quickly cast their martial spirits. The light-attributed soul power enveloped the place, and the healing soul skills were released desperately. .

Seeing this, Bibi Dong left quietly. But at the last moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at her vaguely.

Although Qian Daoliu was defeated, the remaining dozen or so titled Douluo were still vigilant. The pitch-black realm filling the sky was like a sharp blade hanging above their heads. It could strike them at any time, making it difficult for them to sleep or eat well. , but there is nothing we can do.

Qian Daoliu has been defeated, what else can they do? Even Golden Crocodile Douluo and Bibi Dong adopted vigilant defensive strategies.

In the end, the grudge between Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu is even deeper. While they are wary of each other, they still have to face Zhou Ming, a formidable enemy. Unless their brains are caught in the door, no one can take the initiative to face Zhou Ming. .

One day later, in the Pope's Palace, Ghost Douluo's figure appeared silently in front of Bibi Dong, Your Holiness, that person is gone.

How is the injury of the great worshiper?

Breathing a sigh of relief, Bibi Dong asked calmly, since Zhou Ming has left, what is left is to focus on his own plan.

The big worshiper is no longer seriously injured and is currently resting.

Ghost Douluo is Bibi Dong's die-hard loyalist. The existence of him and Ju Douluo is even Bibi Dong's trump card against Qian Daoliu. Even if their bipolar static fields cannot trap Qian Daoliu, the other people in the Elder Hall will definitely There is no capital to escape.

Bibi Dong stood up, stepped down from the throne, and walked out of the palace, which represented the supreme authority of the Pope. She had not left here for many years. A terrifying murderous aura emanated from her body, mixed with a hint of the aura of a god.

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cough!

The scarlet figure appeared in a forest, released from the demonic state, and covered his chest with a sword mark caused by the sacred attribute. The wound healed a bit slowly. This injury was similar to the effect caused by Di Tian's Dragon God Claw.

The ablation effect of the Angel Realm, with the blessing of divine power, prevented the healing of his wounds. Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, he underestimated Qian Daoliu this time.

Qian Daoliu's last move, the Sword of Judgment, is extremely powerful with the blessing of the eighth soul skill and the martial spirit avatar.

This is not even the most terrible thing. Zhou Ming's physique can be restored even if his hands and feet are cut off, but the rich angelic power in it makes him have to be cautious. This thing is essentially countless levels higher than the soul power.

Afterwards, it took Zhou Ming half an hour to recover from the trauma. The remaining divine power in his body was also suppressed by the life seal. He only needed to spend some time to remove it.

The breath of space appeared, Zhou Ming's became a bit illusory, and finally dissipated in the air.

In just two days, everyone was close to Qibao City, not far from Tiandou City. The group, including Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, were all here.

Along the way, there were quite a few people who were not afraid of death and dared to sneak attack and try to snatch the soul bones. Needless to say, the result was that there were two Titled Douluo alone. Counting Zhou Ming's spiritual clones, one of them would die.

Seven Treasures City is ahead. Dean Flanders, master, why don't you go to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to rest for a while before leaving?

Facing Ning Fengzhi's invitation, Flanders and Liu Erlong both looked at the master. They had arrived all the way from Wuhun City in two days. They were okay, but the others could not reach the highest level of Soul Sect. Their bodies and The spirit has long been exhausted.

The master also noticed it and did not refuse. He nodded, I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Ning.

No, it's too late for Ning to be happy that you can come to our Qibao Glazed Sect. What's more, I have seen Rongrong's growth in the past two years, and I haven't had the chance to thank your academy yet.

Shaking his head, the master and Flender could naturally see that Sect Leader Ning's intention was nothing more than to get closer to the Shrek Seven Devils. Everyone here is an absolute genius. Recruiting any one of them will be of great benefit to the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Putting aside the distance, Ning Fengzhi felt that he would gain a lot by forming an alliance with the current Shrek. For no other reason than Zhou Ming's strength, which can compete with Qian Daoliu, how can Wuhun Palace be so powerful in the mainland? No one dares to stand up and challenge its majesty because all the opponents are dead!

Qian Daoliu was indispensable for Wuhun Palace's strong rise. Almost all those who opposed Wuhun Palace died in his hands. If Tang Chen hadn't been strong enough, Haotian Sect would have been around for decades. It should have been destroyed years ago.