The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 125 [Bibi Dong advances to Title Douluo] (Dragon Boat Ankang, add more!)

[Wordless Heavenly Book], now!
Instantly summon the first Martial Soul.

Soul ring: black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black
Nine black soul rings slowly rose from the soles of their feet, surrounding them.

Wordless Heavenly Book, the first page, open!

The page full of densely packed small characters fell off from it and was attached to Song Wuxin's hand.

[Soul-absorbing Dafa], reverse!
Bibi Dong didn't have time to be shocked by the scene she saw, when she suddenly felt that she had lost control of her body.

Then, a powerful soul power began to pour into her body continuously.

"Wuxin, what are you doing, stop it!

You're going to die if this goes on, stop it!

I beg you, stop it!

stop! "

She wept and cried.

Song Wuxin ignored her, but kept sending soul power into her body.

[Soul-absorbing Dafa], in fact, can be reversed, but it needs the assistance of Wuhun.

This is what he discovered by accident.

Since it is a re-cultivation of Sangong, it is better to fulfill her.

"Quick! Right ahead!"

In the dense forest, Zhu Dachang's voice suddenly came.

It's getting close!

"Hahahaha, Gorefiend, you have nowhere to escape, hurry up and catch him!"

Zhu Dachang finally saw the two of them and flew down from the sky.

The moment he appeared, Song Wuxin's expression turned hard.

The palm of the right hand was slapped out, and then the palm turned into a claw.

[Five-finger cage, universe in the palm], suck!
Bibi Dong, who was floating in the air, suddenly noticed that there was an extra sword.

Soul Power Condensation Sword!

Her complexion changed again, as if she had expected something, and she was about to stop it, but she couldn't make a sound.

He opened his mouth and screamed loudly, but no sound came out, and his face flushed red.

Suddenly, her body was uncontrollable, and she stabbed at Song Wuxin with a sword in her hand.

Speed ​​to the extreme!

Click!

A sword pierces through the body!
Zhu Dachang, who happened to show up, just witnessed this scene.

A sword, passing through the body.

Bibi Dong's eyes were wide open, and her entire body froze.

In the pupils, under the moonlight, this scene seems to be fixed at that moment.

She looked at her hand, and the sword, in disbelief.

Blood stained her hand holding the sword red.

The blood was very, very hot.

At this moment, Song Wuxin finally completely lost his kung fu.

Cultivation is lost!

He leaned weakly on Bibi Dong's shoulder, seemingly embracing each other.

Bibi Dong, who was already in a sluggish state, only vaguely heard a voice coming from her ear.

"Go back, go back to the Hall of Spirits, take, take down the Pope's throne, come back, take revenge!"

puff!
Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth to her shoulders, staining her clothes red.

"Child, pseudonym, Qian, Qian Renxue..."

At this moment, he is just an ordinary person without the slightest soul power. With a sword piercing through his body, it is conceivable that half his life has already been lost.

Talking is useless.

"Fatty, kill, keep, keep a witness."

"I, I will come back!"

Song Wuxin pushed her away with a palm, swish, the sword left her body, and blood gushed out.

splashed all over her.

Got some on my face too.

And he, leaning back slightly, fell into the abyss.

The abyss of falling souls is bottomless, with death and no life!
The wind blows gently.

But with a slight chill, it hit the face, which made people hurt.

"do not want!"

The mournful cry echoed in the night sky.

It's a pity that the figure has disappeared in front of my eyes.

Only the blood on his face was still warm.

In an instant, she woke up and felt that the whole world had lost all color.

he's dead...he's dead...

The only person in this world who really cared about me died.

I killed it, died at my hands...

If he's dead, then what's the point of my life.

Might as well die with him...

Footsteps, already slowly walking towards the edge of the cliff.

As long as one step forward, it will be beyond redemption.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Suddenly, Zhu Dachang's voice came from behind, waking her up.

Song Wuxin's few words before she died kept echoing in her ears over and over again.

What does he mean?
He's alive, alive, right?
It must be, he must be alive to say that to me.

However, when he glanced at the abyss, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

In such a place where there is death and no life, if you fall, can you really live?
Is he still alive?
What should I do, what should I do?
Heart tormented.

He wanted to jump down and die with him, but those few words revealed the message that he was still alive.

But the dangerous Jedi in front of her told her again that this jump was life-or-death.

"Your Highness, come back quickly, it's dangerous there!"

Zhu Dachang's voice came from behind again, and he had gradually walked towards her.

She was already in a daze, and suddenly her eyes turned red, filled with killing intent.

"what!"

A violent and shrill sound shook for thousands of miles, causing rocks and trees to explode one after another.

"This, this breath... seal, seal, title Douluo!"

Zhu Dachang was dumbfounded, and so was the follower of the soul sage.

According to the rumors, isn't the saint a soul saint? Why...

Is it!

The two suddenly remembered the scene just now.

Everything is understood.

The saint devoured the cultivation of the blood demon, and successfully broke through from the soul saint to the title Douluo in one fell swoop!

"Saint..."

"die!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bibi Dong's red eyes were filled with murderous intent, and with a word of death, he resolutely attacked.

"He said, if you want to die, then you... must die!"

Twin Martial Souls, open!

Zhu Dachang's face suddenly changed, "Your Highness, please be sober, I am my own, my own!"

From their point of view, although Bibi Dong had successfully devoured Song Wuxin at this moment, his mind was also affected by his devilish energy and became crazy.

"die!"

Bibi Dong, who had fallen into madness, made a move to kill her.

"Your Highness, if you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude, you can only be rude!"

Zhu Dachang is very confident.

Isn't it a Title Douluo? Who is not a Title Douluo?

boom!
The two confront each other for the first time.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the cry of the old man suddenly came from the Luohun Abyss.

The sound stopped, and the fallen leaves flew.

The battle is over.

"How is this, how is it possible!"

Zhu Dachang looked at the sword that had passed through his body in disbelief.

Everyone is also a titled Douluo, why can't I catch a single move?
He will not rest in peace.

Originally, I thought that after waiting for so many years, I could finally find a chance to kiss the saintess, but this ending is a little bit different from my own plan.

"what!"

In anger, Bibi Dong slapped it with a palm, and Zhu Dachang was annihilated in ashes with that unwilling look in his eyes.

The sky is full of blood, and there is no dead body.

call out!
Seeing the red eyes that suddenly shifted over, the remaining soul sage expert knelt decisively.

"Saint, Your Majesty, please forgive me, my own people!"

Killing the Title Douluo with one move, even if he wanted to escape, he had to have that strength and courage.

After killing Zhu Dachang, the anger in Bibi Dong's heart finally vented a bit.

Ignored the strong soul saint who was kneeling on the ground.

Turning around, quietly looking at the bottomless abyss, with a dull expression, silent for a long time...

The wind lifted the hair around the ear, with traces of blood, but the warmth had already dissipated.

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