Douluo: Xiu Xuanjun seven chapters, become the compassionate medicine king!

Chapter 42 Maturity (asking for monthly ticket)

"Pfft!"

The sharp claws pierced the chest of his companion beside him, and the warm blood in his body splashed onto his face. Seeing that the monster wanted to greedily eat his companion's body, the soul master's eyes were red, and he decisively released his soul skills to kill it and his companions.

Blood and fire can frighten people, but they can also arouse the bloodiness in people's hearts. They have no way to retreat, they must move forward on the corpses of their companions and enemies!

They fought their way forward from the outer city into the inner city, only to find that there was no one left; all had turned into inhuman monsters.

After this period of killing, the coalition forces also clearly realized the horror of these monsters.

They have strong vitality and can regenerate broken limbs. They are fearless because they have no intelligence at all. People killed by them will soon be revived as identical monsters.

Their only weakness is to chop off their heads, which breaks their ability to resurrect.

Both sides were losing men visibly, and the Titled Douluo on the coalition side had difficulty taking care of their subordinates as they needed to conserve their spirit power to deal with the roots that suddenly attacked from time to time. Seeing this, they were anxious, especially the Titled Douluo from the sects, whose expressions were particularly grim.

A sect is not like a country. Even if a country loses a large number of grassroots members, it can still recover in just a few years, but a sect can only start training from scratch, which takes several times longer.

Suddenly someone discovered something, his face was overjoyed, and he shouted, "They retreated! They retreated!"

After hearing this, the others looked carefully and found that it was indeed true. The monsters' desire to attack seemed to be curbed. They stared at them fiercely and retreated with their teeth bared.

Seeing this scene, the coalition forces felt relieved and a smile of surviving a disaster appeared on their faces.

However, unlike them, the expressions on the faces of several Titled Douluo were particularly solemn.

They felt it clearly that those monsters had no fear at all, so how could they retreat in fear? The only possibility was that someone was giving orders from behind, and it was obvious who that person was.

This was clearly an active way of welcoming them in.

Looking at the road ahead, their expressions were extremely solemn. They all knew that there would probably be a tough battle ahead, but having come to this point, they couldn't retreat no matter what, not to mention that the other party probably wouldn't allow them to retreat.

After reorganizing their formation, the soul master troops followed at the back. Their most important task was to escort the Titled Douluo into the palace, which was almost completed here, so they would not play any role in the following battle.

As the strongest person present, Xuan Zi led the others to move forward.

They quickly passed through the inner city and arrived at the palace, which had been reduced to ruins.

Although they already knew what they would face, when they actually saw it with their own eyes, some people still felt disgusted.

The sticky substance on the soles of feet was not mud, but piled-up flesh paste. Bones were scattered all over the ground, and the stench in the air could not be washed away even by the strongest wind and rain.

Looking again, I saw that the ginseng fruit tree not far away had lost all its leaves for some reason. The top of the tree was bare, and the branches were dancing in the air like the tentacles of some marine creatures!

In the center of the branches, the ginseng fruit was breathing evenly, its chest rising and falling, its face peaceful, as if no matter how loud the external noise was, it could not affect it.

Seeing this scene, many people turned pale, as if they had been greatly frightened.

Xuan Zi frowned, as if he sensed something, his pupils widened, and he shouted with all his strength: "Those below the level of Soul Saint, retreat quickly!"

He gathered his soul power and slapped them with his palm. They were all sent flying backwards while they were still in shock. However, before they could fly far, they stopped in mid-air and fell down.

There were many strange cries coming from behind. They were the monsters that had retreated before. Before they knew it, they had circled around to the rear of the coalition forces and surrounded them. Everyone was shocked and was about to release their martial spirits to fight the enemy, but they stopped abruptly in the middle. Their whole bodies were like a broken ball. The spirit power that had just been condensed suddenly leaked out, their limbs became limp, and they fell to the ground, with blood gushing out of their mouths and noses.

Everyone was horrified to find that they had lost all control over their soul power. The soul power in their bodies was overflowing uncontrollably, along with their own vitality.

Xuanming Douluo used his spirit skills to cover them all, but it had no effect at all. In just a few seconds, some people whose physiques were weaker due to their martial spirits had turned into dried meat. Seeing this scene, the emotion of fear spread instantly.

Xuanzi, who was the first to notice it, stared at the ginseng fruit tree and thought to himself.

This ghost thing has become stronger again. The weird scene in front of him was created by it. Xuanzi can feel that there is a position around him that is similar to a field, which is constantly absorbing the vitality of all existence in the position.

All these vitality gathers into a river, flows towards the ginseng fruit tree, nourishing the ginseng fruit on the tree!
Soul masters above Soul Sage level possess a martial soul avatar, which gives them a property similar to the invulnerable golden body in the secret technique of the Body Sect, and can fight against this strange stance.

However, soul masters below the level of Soul Saint do not have this ability. They are simply unable to resist this absorption and can only watch themselves turn into a mummy!
“Huh…huh—”

A corpse stood up among the bones on the ground. There was still a slight rise and fall on its shriveled chest, its deeply sunken pupils were dark and lifeless, and a dry and strange laugh came from its throat.

Only the tattered imperial robe on his body could identify him as the Douling Emperor.

He had regained his youth because of the ginseng fruit tree, but for some reason he regressed and even turned into this half-human, half-ghost appearance.

Looking at the person who started all this, Xuan Zi said in a deep voice: "You did so much just to become like this? Is it all worth it?"

"Is it worth it...? Hehe."

The Douling Emperor paused for a long time after each sentence. His words seemed to be responding to Xuanzi, but also seemed to be questioning himself, but in the end he laughed out loud.

At this moment, a strong light burst out from his dark pupils. Even though his body was already fragile, he seemed to be stronger than anyone else at this moment.

He asked: "Taotie Douluo, what is the meaning of life?"

Facing this sudden question, Xuan Zi had not had time to think before the other party answered first -

"The meaning of life is eternity! If it is not eternal, then life is meaningless!"

"madman!"

Many people looked at this crazy guy and cursed inwardly.

The Douling Emperor seemed to have heard their scolding, but he was not annoyed. Instead, he laughed heartily: "Madman? That's right, I am a madman! As the saying goes, those who are one step faster than others are geniuses, and those who are several steps faster than others are madmen! I am a madman, you mediocre people!"

"Mediocrats! You have the courage to come here, which is commendable. For this, I will reward you! Grant you the right to witness my ascension to eternity!"

At this moment, the blood river dried up, the bone mountain turned to dust, and with a loud cry, the ginseng fruit...

cooked!

　Tomorrow we will welcome our beloved God King Tang to perform.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)