The Heavens: Falling Ink From Douluo

Chapter 133 Roots
"kill."

A simple word.

There is no impassioned killing intent.

No emotional ups and downs either.

It was like a proclamation, a proclamation made by a group of emotionless tools, echoing in this field full of corpses.

The densely packed corpses occupy all the places that can be seen.

Among them were young men and women wearing golden armor.

There are also men, women and children dressed in various styles.

There is an evil soul master with a bloody skull embroidered on the skirt.

What's more, there are ninjas wearing various masks.

These bodies are intertwined.

It was as if the entire world had turned bloody.

"you……"

"Who is it..."

A young man in golden armor got up from the pile of corpses.

The broken wings on the back symbolize his identity.

Seeing these mysterious people wearing masks, not looking like good people, wearing black tactical vests, who did not know their identities but took over their task of destroying evil spirit masters, the young man suddenly burst into tears.

It's not the joy of the rest of my life.

Because no one is out of danger now.

Their intelligence went wrong.

It is said to destroy an organization of 30 to 50 evil soul masters, and the strongest among the evil soul masters is just a soul sect.

So, they came here with a team of 30 law enforcers, and the strongest person in the team was just a soul king.

Judging from their strength on paper, they are actually on the side of the dimensionality reduction attack. A soul king with an angelic spirit is enough to suppress an evil soul master at the level of a soul emperor. In addition, several of them also have an angelic spirit Soul Venerable, this campaign should be foolproof!
result……

Well, the intelligence went wrong...

Where is this a soul king?
This is so clearly a soul saint!
There are more than 130 evil soul masters under his command!

The co-authors took them as fish to catch!
However, when they arrived here, they could no longer choose to retreat or attack...

These evil soul masters had just slaughtered a village.

That is their current main battlefield.

Moreover, this group of evil soul masters seems to have colluded with the city lord of this place long ago, and set up a trap early on. From the moment they appeared, their retreat has been blocked!

This also means: they can only fight!

I can't even catch my breath!
A battle without even recovering soul power!
The result is naturally predictable!
The 30-member law enforcement team was almost wiped out, and the soul king leading the team was even dead. As of now, only four people are alive.

The other three are in a similar state to him.

One was even worse, with a broken stomach.

If nothing else, they must be gone.

But if there are no accidents, there will be accidents...

At this critical juncture, a riot erupted from the evil soul masters outside the village. More than 200 masked people rushed out from every corner, like a divine soldier descending from heaven, quickly leveling the situation back!

but……

It was only a brief equalizer...

When that evil soul master activated his martial soul avatar...

Everything seems to be doomed!

However, the scene that shocked him the most appeared: These mysterious people wearing masks not only did not flinch from the evil soul master's martial soul avatar, but even rushed forward one by one without fear of death, using their flesh and blood Body, consume the soul power of this soul saint!

Although their attacks cannot break the defense...

Although their actions are extremely stupid...

but!

But it brought indescribable shock to the four survivors in this law enforcement team, as well as that bloody courage!

I don't know where the strength comes from...

Even though his spine has been severed...

like a dying fish...

He can think of his own ugly actions...

With a vigorous grab, he grabbed the calf of a mysterious man who was about to rush forward with striding meteors. With the last breath in his heart, he took out a pale golden token and stuffed it in: "Go and find the martial arts here!" Lord of the Soul Hall, stop making unnecessary sacrifices!"

After all, exhausted in one breath.

The young man in armor opened his fingers slightly.

The shattered golden armor was so warm in his feeling.

"It looks like he should die..."

The young man tried his best to laugh.

But in the end it was just a grin.

The pupils dilated slightly, and the consciousness gradually disappeared.

but……

"well done."

"I didn't lose the face of my angel lineage."

The hazy voice suddenly pierced through the fog, piercing his soul like a sharp knife, and awakening his consciousness from the darkness again!
Do not!
wrong!

Not just awareness!
The young man raised his hand blankly.

Then, clenched into a fist.

A donkey rolled and immediately got up from the ground.

Into the eyes, is a majestic back with blond hair shoulders.

The back is also wearing golden armor.

The blue piercing wind rattles.

There was also a masked figure standing stiffly aside.

It was the one he had just entrusted the token to.

huh~
The token trembled.

Break free from the palm of the masked man.

It flew into the hands of the figure that suddenly appeared.

Then, the figure threw it backhand, and the token flew to the young man who just took out the token, and the young man subconsciously reached out to catch it.

The young man looked at the figure suspiciously.

Even if the other party has not looked back since it appeared.

But before he asked...

Two yellows, two purples and five blacks, nine spirit rings came into view impressively!

Afterwards, the martial soul of the seraphim bloomed!

Six wings gather behind the figure!
"See the big offering!"

The young man knelt down instantly.

There is only one Titled Douluo in the Angel Clan.

That is the level 99 Ultimate Douluo Qian Daoliu.

Therefore, seeing these nine spirit rings, the young man knew who the figure in front of him was without even thinking, and his heartstrings that had been tense were finally relaxed.

A level 99 seraph, let alone a small soul saint, even a level 99 evil soul master would tremble three times in the face of Qian Daoliu!
Safe!
It's absolutely safe!
The young man ran to the other three teammates with confidence.

Seeing the three teammates intact, he was relieved.

Qian Daoliu looked sideways slightly.

Immediately, he raised his long sword silently.

"Get out of the way!"

The cold tone carried a bit of abnormal gentleness.

only……

No one listens to his orders...

However, soon, another order came down!
"Get out of the way!"

The mysterious man wearing a white mask shouted loudly.

In an instant, all the masked people who were besieging the soul saint and evil soul master like fleas all retreated in different routes as if struck by thunder.

Qian Daoliu didn't hesitate either.

He calmly swung the sword in his hand.

In an instant, a golden giant sword descended from the sky, causing the evil soul master who was driving the spirit avatar to completely disappear into the world before he even had time to react!
After solving a hidden danger, Qian Daoliu's mood obviously improved a lot. He raised his hand and pressed it, and the golden light scattered, healing the wounds of all the living people.

Afterwards, the Martial Soul was put away.

I calculated the time in my head and found it was enough.

Then, he looked at these masked men who were obviously not Wuhun Temple but also hunting evil spirit masters: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"us?"

The mysterious man wearing a white mask turned his head slowly.

The tone is rigid, like a machine: "We are the roots!"

　Hey~ It's windy~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)