Douluo: I seize the fortune of all worlds and cast one hundred thousand martial souls

Chapter 155 The White-haired Evil Soul Master

It is normal to have blood, and fighting between soul beasts is also very common, but this bloodstain is abnormal, the bloodstain is obviously very fresh, and the smell of blood does not radiate in the extremely cold temperature, but the energy essence in this blood But there is nothing left.

Just like the blood of an ordinary beast, there is no fluctuation of soul power in it.

However, how could ordinary beasts survive in such extreme cold?

In the extreme north, the closer to the core area, the harsher the climate.Even the two daughters Xu Xiaoxiao and Xu Youyou need to consume soul power to resist the severe cold in order to barely maintain their body temperature, which is enough to see their low temperature.

The avatar did not hesitate, and walked with the sword.

He is dressed in white clothes, except for the conspicuous black sword body under his feet, he basically blends in with the surrounding environment.

The aura of the evil soul master became more and more obvious. However, Yang Tian, ​​the incarnation, was locked on by an evil spiritual force before he could find out where the evil soul masters gathered.

"Interesting and interesting. In this kind of place, you can still meet such interesting people."

A hoarse and deep voice sounded, Yang Tian's eyes flashed, and the black gold sword with dragon pattern under his feet was instantly grasped in his hand.

The next moment, a middle-aged figure suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tian. He was dressed in a white robe, with white eyebrows, white hair, and a pale complexion, but there was a faint gray mist lingering around his body.

A heavy sense of oppression fell on Yang Tian's heart, and Yang Tian's heart sank. This man who seemed to be only 40 or [-] years old gave Yang Tian a feeling of oppression even more than Sword Douluo.

"A little cold light, a ten thousand zhang light!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Tian walked with his sword and fled directly.

What are you kidding?Don't look at him being able to fight Sword Douluo very well in the palace, but that is Sword Douluo keeping his hand.

Moreover, Yang Tian has always been in a passive state. In the end, Yang Tian even used the three great visions, which almost drained his soul power, so that he could force Sword Douluo's eighth soul skill.

And the white-haired middle-aged man in front of him had a slightly more terrifying aura than Sword Douluo.

Level 97, or at least level 97.Otherwise, his aura couldn't be so much more terrifying than Sword Douluo.

Above level 95, the gap between each level is huge, especially above level [-].

"Where are you going?" The white-haired evil soul master asked indifferently, rich but, with one wrong step, he stood in front of Yang Tian again.

Yang Tian's eyes turned cold, the flames in his body burned, and his aura rose instantly.

Clang!
The black golden sword with dragon pattern was activated, and the dragon chant trembled. Yang Tian instantly broke through the block of the white-haired evil soul master, and headed towards the place full of blood.

A little bit of cold light is originally a sprinting move, Yang Tian flashed thousands of meters, appeared behind him again, and without hesitation merged his sword with him, and rushed on the way with his sword move.

"What a slippery boy. It's interesting." Behind, the white-haired evil soul master showed a smirk, and then followed closely.

It's just a kid who runs faster. He is a majestic 97-level Title Douluo, can he be overthrown by a kid?

Besides, the core land is even more difficult to escape.

Yang Tian sprinted down several times, and he was already more than ten kilometers away.

In front of him, a blood-colored altar was under construction. While the scarlet energy diaphragm enveloped the altar, it concentrated the energy and resentment gathered by the evil soul masters.

"See?" Behind him, the white-haired evil spirit master spoke quietly, Yang Tian's back felt cold, and he let out a wild howl at random.

"The Great Desolate Prisoner!"

A huge ancient hand descended to suppress the white-haired evil soul master.

However, that big hand was suddenly lifted by the white-haired evil soul master, and it was difficult to drop it.

"Mainland, there are such strange talents!" The white-haired evil soul master said, looking at Yang Tian with colder eyes.This kind of genius cannot live.

At this time, with Yang Tian's arrival, the evil soul masters guarding the altar also appeared one after another.

Yang Tian's spirit swept past, those who showed up, those who were paying attention to this side faintly, there was nothing to hide.

Compared with strength, his soul power is stronger, and he is invincible below level 99.

"Hi~"

Seeing clearly the power of the evil soul masters concentrated in the extreme north, Yang Tian was horrified.

Is this damn evil soul master not even mentioned in the original book? Leaving aside the white hair of 97, there are two breaths of level 95, two of level 93 of 91, and two of level [-].There are more than a dozen Contras.

Of course, the two 95-level evil soul masters seemed to have suffered some injuries, and their bodies were covered with a slight layer of frost. They should have been injured in the extreme north.

In the extreme north, the only ones who can injure a level 95 Title Douluo are the Bingxue Emperors.

Focused on investigating the altar, looking at the trend, it will take more than 20 days to completely form, but to be on the safe side, Yang Tian still has to destroy it within half a month.

For half a month, destroy the altar, unless the three heavenly kings can be united.

Yang Tian's face was stern, and there were already some cracks on the white jade mask.

The dragon pattern black gold sword began to tremble violently.

The avatar's body was a little illusory, and he concentrated all his soul power in the black gold sword with dragon patterns. He wanted to try to see if he could destroy the altar at once.

The black golden sword with dragon pattern suddenly enlarged, appeared in the sky above the blood formation, and then fell down with a bang.

There is no sword move, but the power of this sword is not weaker than any sword move.

This move was created by Yang Tian by combining his own understanding of the Nine Tribulations Sword Art with the rough application of soul power.

The threat to the enemy is almost zero, but to the building... Sorry, the building can't run.

"How dare you!" The white-haired evil soul master felt the extraordinaryness of that sword, and his heart skipped a beat.

However, it was too late to act again.

The flames lit up, and the karmic fire burned wildly.

All karma is fuel for karmic fire.

That bloody formation was like half of a gasoline barrel, it would ignite and detonate instantly.

Yang Tian didn't see the scene after the explosion of the bloody array at the end, the white-haired evil soul master was already insane, he did not hesitate to kill Yang Tian.

However, Yang Tian rushed into the explosion, leaving no bones left.

Even the dragon pattern black gold sword disappeared without a trace in the explosion...

From a direction that no one noticed, a wisp of fresh air attached to the dragon pattern black gold sword, crumbling.

The fire of karma blocked the spirit lock of the white-haired evil soul master.

I don't know how long it took, that wisp of fresh air re-manifested into shape, and turned into Yang Tian's appearance again.

"Blessed in disguise?"

Yang Tian has taken the field of transforming three cleans into one qi to a higher level, and this ray of clean qi is getting stronger and stronger. I believe that it will not take long for Yang Tian to completely evolve this incarnation into a real body.

"There's still something missing." The avatar sighed softly, and then disappeared suddenly.

The dragon pattern black gold sword turned into a black light and returned to the location of the main body.

In the valley, Yang Tian slowly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of worry in them.

Raising his head, the dragon-patterned black gold sword sank into Yang Tian's body, and the lingering breath of fresh air returned along the way.

This time, it took another two or three days for the avatar to appear.

On the edge of the core, an ethereal girl who looks as stunning as a snow lotus blooming and is as flawless as the spirit of heaven and earth looks at the soaring flames in the mixed area from a distance.

The flying snow all over the sky seems to have aided her eyesight, allowing her to see the flames so far away.

Beside her, there is a cold goddess who is unparalleled in emerald green dress.

But behind these two beautiful figures, there is a gigantic figure.

(End of this chapter)