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

Chapter 255 Seeing the God of Death

In fact, what Dao family expects from Dao Feng is the Seven Tests of Reaper. Of course, the Eight Tests is naturally better, and the Nine Tests naturally needless to say.

The Dao family is very self-aware, how can the inheritance of the gods be taken away so easily?Didn't see that it has been passed down for thousands of years, except for the single pass of the gods and servants who can get the eight trials of the god of death, is the highest among the five powers only seven trials?

Dao Feng's uncle actually passed the Death Six Trials two years ago, and now his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, he has reached the level of Soul Emperor, and he is steadily progressing like a Soul Sage.

There are two members of the Dao family who have been given the assessment, but the assessment is not difficult, and the death assessment is not as the god servant said, the death assessment will really kill people.

Otherwise, wouldn't the death assessment create a large number of Titled Douluo in this undead town?
"Next, Guer." The servant said again, and this time it was a very tall young man with a rather gloomy aura and thin body.

His walking made the swordsman think of Bone Douluo.

Light was released again from the statue of the Grim Reaper, yellow, purple, black.

"Seven tests. The next one is Black Flame."

The young man who came out next was quite ordinary, but the swordsman felt a familiar aura from him.

Flame, this young man's martial soul is also flame.

Hei Yan smiled kindly at the swordsman, and then put his hand on the statue of the god of death.

The next moment, a yellow light bloomed, but it quickly turned into purple.

Purple quickly turned into black.After the statue turned black, the color stopped for a while, and just when everyone thought that Hei Yan's test was also the Seven Tests of Death God, the black light gradually became stronger again.

"The Eight Tests of the God of Death. The fire of the undead, it's a pity. If the quality is higher, maybe it can really inherit the inheritance of the God of Death." The servant said it was a pity, but his expression did not change at all.

For thousands of years, it is not that there have been geniuses on the Necromancer Island. The Dao family thought that the ancestors had reached the Eight Tests of the God of Death, and their final strength reached level 98.

It's a pity that the ancestor of the Dao family was a little arrogant. He thought that level 98 was awesome, so he ventured into the undead area outside the Necromancer Island and wanted to leave the Necromancer Island.

However, his level 98 strength just broke into the beach and fell down.Since then, no one has dared to break out of the island of dead spirits beyond their means.

That's why, when everyone knew that the swordsman was an outsider, they all looked like the swordsman had gotten lucky.Of course, they don't know how much they gloat in their hearts.After all, once you enter the island of the undead, you won't be able to get out.

"Amazing!" Zhang Linghui was the only woman among the crowd besides the servant.At this time, she saw that Hei Yan had passed the Eight Death Tests, and she immediately gave a thumbs up, and a few different lights lit up in her originally cold eyes.

"Assessment only represents talent, but talent doesn't represent strength." Dao Feng was a bit apprehensive. Zhang Linghui is a woman, and women always want to marry.And among the five major forces, which one doesn't want to marry Zhang Linghui to start?That married not only a beauty, but also a strong future titled Douluo.

But at this time, Hei Yan had passed the Eight Tests of the God of Death, and Zhang Linghui obviously had the intention of approaching him proactively.

The swordsman sees all this clearly. Although the Necromancer Island is small, it has a population of tens of thousands.Intrigue, strong alliances and so on are inevitable.

"Li Ji." The servant chanted a person's name again, which was also the name of the last young man.

The young man's name was Li Ji. According to the information collected by the swordsman, Li Ji's martial spirit was a very strange necromancer.If classified, his undead can be classified as a beast martial soul, because it is a martial soul that possesses and fights.After being possessed, Li Ji can transform between virtual and real, but it consumes a lot of energy when transforming into an illusory body, and the illusory body cannot launch physical attacks.

Li Ji should be the most feminine and handsome face among the four young people.But in terms of appearance alone, the swordsman can crush him for thousands of miles.Not to mention the scent.

Li Ji stepped forward, but was not affected by Hei Yan's previous eight tests.

The next moment, the light of the statue lit up, and after a series of transformations, it finally settled on the rich black.

"That's right. I didn't expect that there would be two eight exams this year. Zhang Linghui, you can go too." The servant nodded slightly. There were some differences, but there were no surprises.

The Necromancer Island was circled by the God of Death to cultivate inheritors. After a thousand years, it was time for some candidates who fit the God of Death to come out one after another.

Zhang Linghui also smiled at Li Ji with a smile on her face, and then slowly walked towards the statue, her jade hand fell on it, and when she reached it, a yellow light lit up instantly.

After a while, the light froze, and the servant said, "Reaper's seven exams. I didn't expect the five of you to be the seventh and eighth exams. It seems that it won't take many years for Reaper to find a suitable examiner."

Zhang Linghui was not discouraged after passing the seven tests, because her talent was not too strong. Although the martial soul was a mutant martial soul, its quality was not high.At this time, she turned her eyes to the swordsman.How many tests will this outsider who looks like the male protagonist who walked out of the storybook get?

"What's your name?" The servant finally asked the swordsman's name.

"swordsman."

The swordsman answered casually, then glanced at the five people in the hall, and said with a smile: "You may be able to see the outside world soon. Well, it won't take many years."

"Anyone can say big words, don't even fail the four exams." Dao Feng's narrow-mindedness is completely opposite to his appearance.

The swordsman glanced at him, then casually placed his hand on the statue.

The next moment, a black radiance lit up above the statue, without even the excess of yellow and purple, it was just black.

"This..." Zhang Linghui covered her red lips with her jade hand, her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.

Not to mention Zhang Linghui, even the servant was watching all this with horror on his face.

However, the shock was far from over.

The black light only lasted for a second, and the black was transformed into red.

At this time, the swordsman's soul has entered another dimension along the statue.

Unsurprisingly, this spatial dimension is the connection hub between Douluo and the God Realm, for the gods to inherit their positions.

At this time, the figure of Wei'an covered in death was in this space.

The swordsman's soul came here and said directly: "Reaper?"

The illusory tall figure leaned over to look at the swordsman, then slowly condensed, turning into a man with a sharp complexion, eyes as black as ink, exuding a gray lifeless brilliance.

"Interesting boy, in the Douluo Continent that Shura mentioned earlier, there is a boy who is more than 60 years old and has helped 60-year-old soul beasts to cross the catastrophe. Presumably, it is you."

The Grim Reaper doesn't seem to be as cruel as his name suggests.He didn't care about the offense of the swordsman calling Death, but instead smiled.

(End of this chapter)