Douluo: I am a rotten beast, I will become stronger if I accept disciples

Chapter 68: Killing the Lion

In an instant, the Lion Douluo's body expanded several times and turned into a huge golden lion.

A dazzling light emanated from his entire body, like a ferocious beast from ancient times.

The Lion Douluo's martial spirit was incredibly powerful, and the aura of a level 97 Titled Douluo was released without reservation.

Lan Minghua was as small as a chicken in front of the Lion Douluo, but his aura was much more overwhelming than that of the behemoth in front of him.

"Oh, is being big enough to help? It just makes you a bigger target!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling sword light burst out from the sky.

A sharp sword energy tore through the sky, descending like a punishment from heaven.

The first sword energy was like a meteorite falling from the sky, carrying endless pressure and destructive power, and slashed down with a bang.

Before the sword energy arrived, the surrounding air had been torn apart, making a sharp buzzing sound.

The Lion Douluo looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he hid himself under his martial soul's true body.

"Zheng!"

However, in front of this sword energy, the Lion Douluo's martial spirit body was easily torn apart like thin paper.

The lion's golden hair flew and dissipated in the sword light, and the sword energy suddenly penetrated into the body of the Lion Douluo, and blood spurted out.

The Lion Douluo's martial spirit and true body were knocked into the ground by this sword energy.

With a loud bang, a bottomless ravine was cut into the ground, and ice and snow splashed everywhere, as if the earth was shaking.

The lion Douluo spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up with difficulty on the snow.

At this moment, the pride in his heart was completely shattered, and only fear lingered in his heart.

Lan Minghua sneered at the Lion Douluo on the ground, not giving him a chance to breathe, and the second sword energy followed.

The second sword energy was like a giant silver dragon, roaring and rushing towards the Lion Douluo.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, forming a vacuum channel visible to the naked eye.

The left front limb of Lion Douluo's martial spirit was easily cut off like a dead branch by this sword energy.

Not only the spirit body, but also the Lion Douluo's left arm was cut off almost at the same time.

"what!"

The severe pain made the Lion Douluo roar, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness.

He tried to fight back, but the severe pain in his body slowed him down and the fear in his heart gradually spread.

While he was hesitating, the third sword energy swept over, like a silver streak across the sky and earth, carrying endless sharpness and murderous intent.

The sword energy slashed across Lion Douluo's abdomen, and the wound deep enough to see the bone instantly tore his body apart.

Blood poured down like a waterfall, dyeing the surrounding ice and snow red.

The sword's power remained undiminished, splitting a huge crack in the distant iceberg. The iceberg collapsed with a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

The Lion Douluo's eyes were full of bloodshot, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"No, it's impossible. Apart from the great priest, how could there be someone so powerful on the continent?"

A feeling of despair rose in his heart, as if the whole world was collapsing.

I never thought that I would be in such a mess, without even the ability to fight back.

Lan Minghua showed no emotion at all. He pointed his finger and the fourth sword energy went straight for the Lion Douluo's head.

Before the sword energy arrived, Lion Douluo already felt his scalp tingling, and the shadow of death loomed in his heart.

He barely dodged sideways, but the sword energy still cut off half of his ear, leaving a trail of blood.

"what!"

The severe pain caused the Lion Douluo to let out a shrill roar, his voice filled with despair and fear.

The aftermath of the sword energy swept across, rolling up the surrounding ice and snow, forming a huge snow wave that swallowed up everything around it.

The Lion Douluo's vision began to blur, his legs softened, and he knelt heavily on the snow, with only the sound of the whistling wind and snow in his ears.

The fifth sword energy descended from the sky, like a silver beam of light piercing through the sky and earth, carrying endless pressure and destructive power.

The sword energy penetrated the lion's true body and landed directly on the back of the Lion Douluo, severing his spine.

The Lion Douluo was like a dog, lying on the ground in a mess. His eyes were bloodshot and blood was constantly flowing out of his mouth. He really looked like a broken-back dog.

The sixth sword energy swept across, like a silver crescent, carrying endless sharpness and murderous intent.

The sword energy swept across the Lion Douluo's right hind leg, cutting it off at the root.

He completely lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

The Lion Douluo's eyes were filled with despair, and the unwillingness and anger in his heart turned into endless fear at this moment.

He tried to struggle, but his body was unable to move and he could only watch as the sword energy pierced through his chest.

The seventh sword energy, also the last one, went straight for the heart of Lion Douluo.

The sword energy was like a silver meteor, streaking across the sky and chasing towards the ground like a nail in the cold sky.

"No!!!" Sensing the situation in the sky, the Lion Douluo let out a heart-wrenching roar, his voice filled with unwillingness and despair.

He tried to struggle, but his body was unable to move and he could only watch as the sword energy pierced through his chest.

"puff!"

The sword energy penetrated the heart, causing a cloud of blood.

Lion Douluo's body trembled violently, and then he fell to the ground powerlessly.

There was still resentment and fear in his eyes. The golden lion's true form gradually dissipated, turning into points of light and dissipating in the wind and snow.

The wind and snow continued, and only Lan Minghua's figure remained between heaven and earth.

He glanced coldly at the body of Lion Douluo and said indifferently, "The Spirit Hall's offerings are nothing more than this."

Spirit Hall, Worship Hall, four worshippers, Lion Douluo, died.

After saying that, Lan Minghua looked up and glanced at a certain place intentionally or unintentionally, then left in a leisurely manner.

The big commotion that just occurred seemed not to be caused by him.

However, the broken walls and ruins in the frozen forest, as well as the corpses of the three Titled Douluo on the ground, all told of the unrest that had just occurred.

A quarter of an hour after Lan Minghua left, the two figures dared to appear from afar.

Then, a feminine voice was heard.

"That guy is truly lawless. Even the 97th-level Four Priests died at his hands."

The person who said this was Ju Douluo Yue Guan.

The day after Lion Douluo and the other two left the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong sent him and Gui Mei out on a mission.

It was indeed a mission, but the mission was to track the three Lion Douluo.

The ghost looked at the rewritten terrain before him with a lingering fear. He whispered, "Yuehua Pass, we should go back and report to His Holiness the Pope. If we get caught by that guy, our fate won't be any better."

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan shuddered, nodded repeatedly, and returned to the location of the Spirit Hall.

They were not here to provide support, they just came to check the final situation.

Now that I have the answer I want, I naturally have to go back and report to Bibi Dong.

Lan Minghua stopped above Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, glanced at the place where Yue Guan and Gui Mei left, but did not take action.

"Yue Guan and Gui Mei? I didn't expect them to survive. But if they don't take action, I hope they can continue to promote the reputation of the Tianlong Gang."

As soon as Lan Minghua landed on the ground, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't wait to ask, "Master, where are Oscar and the others?"

"Don't worry, they're fine and nothing will happen to them. Let's find a suitable soul beast for you two first, and then we can go find them."

Zhu Zhuqing breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. The last time Lan Minghua said this, Xiao Wu was fine, right?
Then Lan Minghua began to help Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran find suitable soul beasts.

At the same time, Oscar and Dugu Yan fell to the bottom of the bottomless ice cave.

Although both of them fell into the ice cave, their locations were different.

Oscar was shivering from the cold. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the world of ice and snow.

"W-Where is this?!"

Just as he was wondering, he heard the crisp sound of ding-ding-ding, like the collision of ice crystals.

Oscar looked up and found a group of ice silkworms emitting a faint green light and wriggling in the air.

(End of this chapter)