Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 252: Such a Hard Face
Soul guide space, with the Poseidon Trident placed in it.

In the outside world, because of the call of the sea god, a faint blue-gold light was flickering on the black body of the trident, as if responding to something.

Lin Rong was slightly startled when he noticed the unusual movement inside the soul guide space.

"It can actually establish a connection with the Trident of Poseidon. Could it be that Poseidon's martial spirit is really like its name, allowing the sea god Poseidon's divine thoughts to descend upon her?"

"Or is it just a memory passed down in the blood..."

But no matter which situation it is, the connection between Poseidon's Trident and Poseidon in the state of martial soul true body is very weak, and it is not enough for Poseidon's Trident to break the constraints of the soul guide space.

On the other side, Du Huang looked at Poseidon's idiotic behavior coldly, feeling more and more speechless.

"Poseidon's Trident? Where is it? Why can't I see it?"

As he said this, his figure instantly disappeared in mid-air and rushed straight towards where Poseidon was.

The previous punch didn't hit Poseidon because of the water droplet. Now is the perfect time to hit her back while she is confused.

The Trident of Poseidon did not respond to the call, which made Poseidon a little unacceptable. She raised her hands like a sculpture and did not move until the moment before Duhuang's fist was about to hit her face. Then she reacted.

It was too late to dodge at this time. Poseidon was caught off guard and was hit in the face by Duhuang's punch, sending him flying backwards dozens of meters in the air.

What a shame! What a shame!
A dignified god was actually beaten by a mortal, and he was hit on the face, a place that symbolizes face.

In the state of Wuhun's true body, Poseidon's neutral face now became hideous, with large bruises and blood all over his face, looking like a living evil ghost.

“Mortal, this god wants you to… cough cough cough!”

Halfway through his words, Poseidon suddenly started coughing violently.

Her bloody face changed for a while, and then the phantom of Poseidon separated from her, and was forced to withdraw from Poseidon's real body.

"Hiss! Why does my face hurt so much?" The severe pain from his face made Poseidon gasp in pain.

The Seagod Martial Spirit was created by Poseidon with his bare hands using the divine blood flowing in his offspring.

Therefore, the true form of the Poseidon Martial Soul is to trace back to the memory of the Poseidon who forged the Martial Soul in his bloodline, and then bestow this memory on the user.

During the duration of the martial soul's true body, this divine memory will gain control of the user's body, and the user will lose control of his body and all memories during this period.

Therefore, Poseidon didn't know what happened during the period of Wuhun Zhenwei.

"Damn it, what on earth did Lord Poseidon do? Why didn't he capture this man? He also caused me to suffer a severe blow to the face, forcing me to interrupt my true form of Poseidon."

Only Poseidon himself knew how serious the injury on his face was.

If it were someone else who had endured such a powerful blow, not only would his face be injured, but his entire head would have been blown apart.

If she had not been in the state of her martial spirit's true body just now, perhaps she would have really died from the blow to the head from Du Huang's punch.

Now, although Poseidon survived, his severe facial injuries would most likely leave him with permanent sequelae if not treated in time.

"What a hard face!"

Du Huang rubbed his aching fist and thought to himself what a pity. He had such a good chance just now, but he failed to get rid of Poseidon.

But to be honest, that head was indeed very hard. Even though he hit it with all his strength, he couldn't blow Poseidon's head apart.

Although his punch just now caused serious damage to Poseidon, he was the one who didn't dare to attack casually now.

Even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered, let alone Poseidon, a level 99 peerless Douluo.

If Poseidon was forced into a desperate situation, he would be able to die together with anyone present in his final counterattack.

Du Huang came to the Seagod Empire this time to complete the last soul bone so as to break through to the ninety-ninth level. Competing with Poseidon was just a spur of the moment decision.

He still knows the priorities of things.

"Haha, I came here only to seek a 100,000-year-old trunk bone. I don't care about anything else."

"Since the high priest is powerless to stop this from happening, it is better for you to retreat on your own and not make things difficult for me!"

After Du Huang finished speaking, he searched for the hundred thousand year soul beast in the sea of ​​blood in front of Poseidon.

Originally his target was the Blood-Patterned Seal King with a cultivation base of 100,000 years, but the number of 100,000-year soul beasts here was far greater than he had imagined, so there might be a more suitable option.

Things had come to this point, and although Poseidon was very unwilling, he could only acquiesce to Duhuang's behavior.

Even if the other party was afraid of her sudden counterattack, since she had the choice to live, why should she insist on dying?

She had come to the mainland but had not found Tang Chen yet, so naturally she was unwilling to die in such a cowardly way.

Therefore, Poseidon endured the injury on his head and descended to the high platform that had not yet been submerged in the sea of ​​blood. He instructed the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Sacred Pillars of Poseidon behind him:
"Let's go and take His Majesty back to the palace!"

After hearing this, Hailong and the other seven sacred pillar guards Douluo were unwilling to accept the outcome, but they also knew that the outcome was a foregone conclusion. Even the high priest had been defeated by that man. They, small Titled Douluo with a soul power level of only ninety-five at most, were simply powerless to save the situation.

"Yes, I'll understand later."

A moment later, when Poseidon flew into the gate of the imperial palace on the top of the mountain, a group of men in black hiding in the dark also appeared one after another.

"The Body Sect is so powerful that it is a threat to our Spirit Hall."

A Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall was shocked, and his attention to the hidden sect, the Body Sect, instantly reached its peak, even surpassing the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo.

The two empires relied on their vast territories to build up a million-strong army, which gave them the capital to compete with the Spirit Hall. However, the two empires, lacking top-level powerhouses, could never pose much of a threat to the Titled Douluo.

But the Body Sect is different. The middle-aged man in green robe who is suspected to be the leader of the Body Sect defeated Poseidon, who is as famous as their Spirit Hall's chief priest.

In his eyes, the Body Sect had the strength to shake the Spirit Hall's position as the number one force on the continent.

"Forget it. This matter is not something I can control. I'd better leave it to the Pope."

The man in black stopped thinking about these upsetting things and turned his gaze to the sea of ​​blood around him.

(End of this chapter)