Douluo: Peerless Black Tortoise Moon God

Chapter 131: The legendary Shrek is nothing more than this! In front of this messenger, it is nothing more than a chicken and a dog!
The lightning-fast battle ended with the massive collapse of the cave. The six members of Shrek's main team except Ling Luochen and the six members of the reserve team except Xiao Xiao were all buried in the gray ruins.

It is certain at present that Yao Haoxuan, Xixi, Chen Zifeng and Gong Yangmo have died heroically. The bodies of the first three are gone, and Gong Yangmo may still have some remains, but it will be difficult to find them if they are buried like this.

From another perspective, this is also a unique way of burying the dead. The ashes can be turned into ashes and buried in the ground. There is no need to build a cenotaph. Just erect a tombstone later.

As for Dai Yueheng and the Soul Guidance Department senior who bravely fought to protect their fellow students...

Perhaps there is still some hope for him. If he is taken back and recuperated for a few years, he may have the potential to become a Titled Douluo; Dai Yueheng is a Super Douluo seed, and there is still hope if he is given half the price; the senior from the Soul Guidance Department may also pursue the highest level eight soul guide position in the Three Kingdoms.

Now, the air wave released casually by a level 98 Super Douluo buried this hope!
Not to mention themselves, I'm afraid the three younger classmates whom they risked their lives to protect are still unknown whether they are alive or dead!
The Death Messenger with the fifth ring cultivation level and the ninety-eighth level Super Douluo teamed up to commit a bloody crime. They killed first and then blew up, and then buried them. They were so skilled and smooth, as if they had cooperated countless times.

Wang Yan, who witnessed the whole process, tried to struggle to get up countless times, but none of the bones in his body could muster any strength. He couldn't even get a healing pill. He was so anxious that his eyes were bloodshot.

Move, move your weak body!

“Da~da!”

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from a collapsed corner of the cave. A piece of rubble was kicked out, and a disheveled figure jumped out with four rings. Her messy hair was covered with dust, but her beautiful face could be vaguely seen.

It’s Jiang Nannan.

She was a four-ring soul master, possessing three outrageous soul skills. When the rubble fell, she used the gravity control soul skill to greatly slow down the speed of the falling stone, and teleported to the place with the least rubble, and then rushed out with her acceptable physique.

Normally, a martial soul like the Soft Bone Rabbit should never have these three powerful soul skills, but they actually appeared on Jiang Nannan, making them extremely suitable for saving lives and single combat.

Dealing with crises one after another has drained a great deal of her spirit and soul power, but she still has the strength to resist, and her condition is much better than other students who are stronger than her.

Wang Yan was filled with endless gratitude towards Xu Sanshi, who risked his life to protect her, and her special soul skills. She screamed at the top of her lungs:

"Nannan, quickly pull me up, let's...save people together...quickly, quickly!"

"Now, we can only rely on ourselves...we can only rely on ourselves..."

Although Xiao Xiao had been taken away by him when the crisis occurred, she was only at the second level of cultivation. After experiencing the impact of the waves of air that followed, it was a stroke of luck that she did not die on the spot. She had already fainted and could not expect any more.

Jiang Nannan obviously also knew that there is strength in numbers. She looked at the figure that might be buried deeper with great regret, and then rushed to Wang Yan with her legs. After feeding him a few life-saving pills, she ran back and continued to dig stones like crazy.

"You damned thing, you can't die. You did that to me, how can you die so easily? I won't let you die, I won't let you die..."

Two lines of clear tears dripped down her beautiful cheeks. Jiang Nannan's eyes were red, and her face was a mixture of hope, fear, disgust, anger, and emotion. She was very afraid that this guy would just leave like that.

Xu Sanshi chose the right path, and the psychological trauma he brought to Jiang Nannan was obviously much smaller. Although there was not much difference in essence, fortunately, Jiang Nannan did not develop hatred towards him.

And no matter how complicated the emotions were, life had to be saved first. What was the point of talking about complicated emotions when the person was dead? Jiang Nannan knew that if Xu Sanshi died heroically like this, her life would be filled with nightmares.

Wang Yan was fed several pills by Jiang Nannan like a pig. His unconscious body finally regained a bit of strength under the effect of the highly effective pills.

He forced himself to stand up and fed Ling Luochen a few detoxification pills and healing pills. He then summoned his martial soul and used the Panlong stick as a broom to sweep away large pieces of rubble.

"Someone must be alive! Someone must be alive! You are all the pride of Shrek and our teacher. You can't just leave like this..."

"Cai Tou, San Shi, Yue Heng, Hua Bin... who among you still has breath, please give me a response. I will save you even if it means risking my own life, wuwu..."

Wang Yan, with disheveled hair, had his eyes wide open, looking mad, with red tears of blood dripping from his eyes.

Two generations of the Shrek Seven Devils! The top talents Shrek Academy had produced in over a decade! And yet, they were largely destroyed by a worthless Soul King and an unreliable old immortal!

Beibei, are you still alive? I'm so sorry, I should have stopped you from coming in. Your safety is more important than any damn honor...

……

"Hehehe, there's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you throw yourself into it! After receiving the Holy Church's mercy, this envoy was still worried about what great deeds to do as a criterion for advancement, but I didn't expect you to come to my door! Hahahaha..."

After the messenger of death escaped by transforming into smoke, he fled deep underground at high speed. He looked back from time to time and saw that the stupid old man had not followed him in yet. He couldn't help but reveal a proud smile of a winner.

He looked at Beibei, the prey he had caught casually, with deep joy in his eyes.

Just three months ago, a group of evil soul masters claiming to be affiliated with the Holy Spirit Church came to recruit him and brought him and his Hand of Death killer group into the legendary Holy Spirit Church's outer organization.

He was too old and lacked talent to become a formal member of the Holy Church, so he was asked to stay here and collect information about the legendary "Holy Lady of Fire Phoenix", which was the key to the rise of their Holy Spirit.

If you want to become a regular employee, you must make great contributions.

He had been looking for an opportunity to capture a few Soul Kings as bribes, but he didn't expect someone to come to him on their own initiative. It was as if God was sending him, the messenger of death, back to the Holy Church.

“Hehehe, seeing that you are a light-attributed soul master with a strong martial soul, if I send you to the adults of the Holy Church, this messenger can return to the embrace of the Holy Church. I hope your talent is not so weak that those adults won’t even be interested in looking at you.” Patting Beibei’s gray and white face, the messenger of death grinned and laughed.

They, the evil soul masters, are not born to be restrained by the light soul masters. If their attributes are strong enough, they can even counterattack. It is said that there are many strong people in the sect who like to devour the light soul masters.

Although the Death Messenger didn't know if this soul master's martial soul was too weak, but since he was related to the dragon, he shouldn't be too useless, right? He seemed to be killing happily before.

He, the Death Messenger, had killed so many young spirit masters this time. Should he be qualified to join the Holy Church and become an elite disciple? I heard that becoming an elite disciple would give him the opportunity to receive instruction from the titled elders, and his future prospects would be very promising.

Flying out of the cramped cave, the Death Messenger waved to the twelve corpse slaves guarding the cave entrance:

"A stupid old man might fly out from behind, so you guys should cover my retreat! Blow up this place!"

"Hi~!"

The twelve corpse slaves looked as dull as machines, but their movements were not slow at all. They quickly detonated the explosives that the Death Messenger had buried here long ago. These were all high-quality goods smuggled from the black market of the Sun and Moon Empire.

Hearing the earth-shaking noise coming from behind him, the Death Messenger, who had already taken out the flying soul guide and fled at the speed of light, smiled cruelly. The reason why he, the Death Messenger, could thrive in this area was because of his endless tricks and caution.

So what if that old man is capable? He was just fooled around by this messenger. He must be in a very bad state now, right?
"Hehehe, when this envoy returns from the Holy Teaching, you guys won't have a chance to escape from my hands."

The Death Messenger thought proudly, and the facts were exactly as he expected.

Although Xuan Zi, who activated his martial soul's true body and rushed down the tunnel, was full of momentum, he was unable to fully display it for a while. The sudden explosion certainly could not hurt him, and the dust caused by it made his vision blurred. The collapsed tunnel made his body pause.

Especially the terrible explosion, which almost gave Xuanzi a PTSD, fearing that another student would die gloriously.

Xuanzi stuck his head out and looked around, but he found no casualties. There were only twelve puppets with green corpse poison on their bodies, spreading the poison into the corridor.

Xuanzi immediately flew into a rage. This damn evil soul master not only harmed our Shrek elite students and captured the only descendant of Master Mu, but now he wants to poison me?
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

"Wow, all of you, go to hell!"

The Taotie divine bull soared into the sky, and an ochre-colored halo spread out, covering the twelve corpse slaves in an instant. The twelve corpse slaves immediately disappeared in the surging soul power halo.

The ox's eyes scanned the sky, and the Super Douluo's vision allowed him to catch a tiny, imperceptible black dot, which was the figure of the messenger of death running for his life.

In just a moment, the Death Messenger had already controlled the sixth-level soul guide to fly dozens of miles away; if Xuan Zi was not a ninety-eighth-level Super Douluo, it might be impossible to capture his figure.

"God damn evil soul master, return Mu Lao's descendants!"

Xuan Zi roared to the sky, his level 98 cultivation bursting to the extreme, his soul power wrapped around his voice and spread for dozens of miles, shaking the messenger of death for a while.

Steadying his gliding wings, the Messenger of Death glanced at Beibei, whose eardrum was ruptured and bleeding profusely due to the sound waves of a passionate elder shouting under his armpit, and couldn't help cursing.

"Where did you find this stupid elder, you kid? He's yelling at you so loudly! Don't tell me he'll yell you to death before I even send you to the adults!"

Looking back at the ochre sky rising into the sky, the messenger of death knew that he had encountered a tough problem this time. His eyes rolled and he came up with an idea.

"Since I can't send you as a talent for advancement as this envoy, then you are useless. Give me your last chance to shine."

The third soul ring shone brightly, and a thick poisonous mist emanated from the Death Messenger's skin, gathering in the palm of his right hand, and then bursting out.

The palm landed on Beibei's lower abdomen, pressing hard, as if to ensure that the poison penetrated into the internal organs. Beibei suddenly let out a scream of "Uh~ah", and blood foam spurted out of his mouth. The sound fell into Xuanzi's ears like a sickle urging his death.

How much pain must Beibei be in to make her scream like that! Mr. Mu, I'm so sorry!
Xuan Zi cried out in grief, "No! No! If you dare to harm him, I will traverse the world to crush your bones and scatter your ashes, tearing your body into pieces! I and Shrek will kill every evil soul master in the world!"

The Death Messenger, who was still a safe distance of dozens of miles away from Xuanzi, didn't care about this pale and powerless threat. "Haha, who doesn't know how to make threats? Old man, it's your turn to make a choice! Are you going to hunt me down, or are you going to save him?"

Before he finished speaking, the Death Messenger put a new flying soul guide on Beibei and threw him out.

"I'll give this kid back to you. I gave him some small gifts. No need to thank me. I've always been generous. Hahaha..."

A chaotic valley appeared before the Death Messenger's eyes. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. He had already figured out the terrain of this area long ago. If he were given time, the Death Hand Killer Group could be rebuilt quickly.

The messenger of death rushed down and dodged a streak of soul light. He looked back and took a last look at the big stupid bull that hurriedly tried to catch Beibei. Extreme ecstasy surged on his not-so-young face.

It feels so good. After all these years in Mingdou Mountains, today is the most exciting and enjoyable day!
"Hehehe, the legendary Shrek is nothing more than this! In front of this envoy, it's nothing more than a chicken and a dog!"

"A dignified Titled Douluo can't even defeat a mere Soul King like me. This envoy truly feels sad for the future of your Shrek team! Are you running out of people? Hahahaha..."

(End of this chapter)