Douluo's Heavens Upgrade

It seems that the power of the silent blood in his body has finally found a use at this moment, and it pours out without money.

Swallowing his saliva, Chen Xiaoming did not know that such a thing would happen for the first time, so he raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong and the others who were attacking with sympathy.

Chen Xiaoming: It's not that he wants to pretend, it's the power of blood to force him, and he doesn't want to!

The power of blood: p, I give you strength, but you let me take the blame, I don't!

"call out."

With a slight tap under her feet, Chen Xiaoming's figure was about to disappear again. Bibi Dong gave a cold drink, and her death field was instantly shrouded away, but the silver light flashed around Chen Xiaoming, and the death field was instantly ignored.

"Don't worry, I'll take it easy!"

He found a titled Douluo who played with a stick. The latter's strength is not weak, with ninety-seven soul power. Hearing the soft voice in his ear, his expression was stunned, but with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Xiaoming. A punch hit his own Wuhunzhen.

"boom!"

Filled with Chen Xiaoming's full-strength punch, a hot silver light flashed past, and then the golden light of Wuhun's avatar shattered instantly. Luo Man's intuition of his own martial soul seemed to be shattered at this moment.

A sudden aura surged up in my heart, blood and soul power surged, my eyes darkened, and I fell directly.

Once the attack was successful, Chen Xiaoming didn't hesitate, because Bibi Dong and others took advantage of this time to attack Chen Xiaoming again, and they had to kill Chen Xiaoming regardless.

Bibi Dong's eyes were full of madness. If Chen Xiaoming didn't die, the great cause of her Spirit Hall would definitely not be completed.

Two dead spiders and sixteen Senhan's spider spears stabbed all over Chen Xiaoming's body. She didn't believe that even if Chen Xiaoming's strength was stronger, his body would be stabbed unscathed.

"Give! Me! Go! Die, Chen! Xiao! Ming!"

Chapter 71 Power Burst

"shhhhhh"

Sen Han's spider spear pierced the air, sending out streaks of cold light, heading straight for Chen Xiaoming's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, lower body and other vital positions.

He didn't even let go of his body, and directly blocked all escape routes for Chen Xiaoming, which was extremely ruthless.

"Too slow!"

The cold light continued to magnify in front of his eyes, and he could even feel the slightest coolness under him. The words in Chen Xiaoming's mouth were floating, and the figure had turned into a stream of light, almost sticking to the spider spear, and came to Bibi Dong.

"boom."

In the blink of an eye, Bibi Dong's spirit avatar was like a spider's instinct, and a piece of spider silk spit out from his abdomen, but Chen Xiaoming's fist was already smashed, and the spider silk was in Chen Xiaoming's fist, and he didn't even block it for a moment, and was even carried away. The fist hit Bibi Dong's abdomen.

"puff."

The huge spider body flew upside down in an instant, blood spurting out, but after all, it was Bibi Dong, who was at the [-]th level, and her strength was still a little bit.

"die."

As soon as the attack came out, Golden Crocodile Douluo's iron tail swept in. Compared to Bibi Dong's attack, Golden Crocodile Douluo's iron tail seemed to be full of power and explosiveness.

The air was exploding, making a violent sound, and the waving of the tail made a gust of wind whistling, and there was a terrifying black light at the edge.

"Not enough power!"

The right fist was clenched, the silver light condensed on the right fist, the soul power in the body exploded, the power of the soul bone was urged to the extreme, Chen Xiaoming did not use his martial soul, he wanted to know what his power had reached.

"boom."

The same punch was simply thrown, but this punch was much more powerful than the previous punch. The silver light flashed away, and then Chen Xiaoming punched the crocodile tail.

Terrifying power erupted from his fist, Chen Xiaoming stepped on the void and moved slightly, and the power in his fist was directly transmitted along the crocodile tail.

As high as rank ninety-ninth spirit power, a strike that pushes a full set of spirit bones, even if no martial spirit is used, the power is extremely terrifying.

The top-level Martial Spirit is still the powerful Golden Crocodile King Martial Spirit. With an explosion of spirit power, he used his true body of Martial Spirit, and the strongest blow was actually blown away by the opponent's punch.

Qi and blood were surging, and the terrifying power was transmitted to the body along the crocodile tail. The corners of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth ooze blood, and there was horror and unwillingness in his eyes.

He was a dignified ninety-eighth-rank Titled Douluo, but he was defeated so thoroughly that he couldn't even block a punch from the opponent.

True to that old saying.

There is no need to hang up when you are young, and you can live for a hundred years without hanging up!

A mouthful of old blood spit out from the Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, and his breath was low. Although his spirit avatar was still in the state, his overall aura had begun to decline.

He is old after all, and with his spirit power at rank [-], he can still fight, but now that he has suffered internal injuries, his strength has declined even more than Bibi Dong.

"Boom, bang, bang."

Three silhouettes flew out again, but these three were not as strong as Bibi Dong and Golden Crocodile Douluo. Originally, their spirit power was not as high as Bibi Dong and the others, nor was there a spirit as powerful as Golden Crocodile Douluo, nor Bibi. Dong has the protection of spirit bones.

Bleeding directly in the air, he fell to the ground, not knowing whether to live or die.

Horror, unmatched, hopeless.

Bibi Dong was very complicated at this moment, she only knew at this moment what kind of existence she was provoking.

Thinking of her being smart and forbearing, Bibi Dong eventually lost her position as the Pope.

Twin martial spirits, ninety-eight-level spirit power, one hundred thousand year spirit ring, one hundred thousand year spirit bone.

Which one is not the dream of the soul master on the mainland, but she has it.

Before Chen Xiaoming, she thought that apart from Qian Daoliu and a few others, no one was her opponent.

Now, this arrogant idea has been shattered by Chen Xiaoming, and it is still the kind that shattered into dust.

One punch is a child. Chen Xiaoming, who just felt a little bit of punch, was about to throw another two punches, but no one came forward.

Looking up in confusion, he happened to meet the desperate eyes of Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.

Seeing that the Golden Crocodile Douluo had lost his breath, Chen Xiaoming felt a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, it's too weak."

With a sigh, he was really not interested. Bibi Dong and the others, who had just improved a little, couldn't take it anymore with just one punch. What more could he say?

Perhaps with his current strength, those gods can bring pressure on him!

It was just God's words, and after thinking about his own configuration, he silently shook his head.

It is certain that God’s body is weak, but God is not weak.

Thinking about the strength of the second-level gods, Chen Xiaoming still felt that he had to continue to be a little harder.

If he can go for it, wait until his experience value is enough to upgrade a few levels, and then he will challenge the gods.

For example, the God of the Sea, the God of War, the God of Shura, the God of Death and Destruction, he has to fight all the way up.

Just when Chen Xiaoming was secretly thinking about hanging Shura God in the future, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and the others below looked at the two remaining Spirit Halls that had already been defeated, and couldn't help a little in disbelief.

After a long time, three more fell down, and two more were seriously injured.

Looking at the six figures lying messily on the ground not far in front of him, Dai Mubai and the others didn't know what to say.

At this moment, he was also in a complicated mood, and there was Poison Douluo Dugu Bo not far away. As a rank ninety-two Title Douluo, he had no sense of existence since the beginning.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten his existence. After all, there were several Tier [-] Title Douluo who were killed by Chen Xiaoming.

Thinking of the latter being the vice president of Shrek Academy, Dugu Bo couldn't help but feel fortunate that when he bullied Flender and the others, this ruthless man was not there, otherwise his grave should have been three meters high.

"Hey, two, let's give you a ride."

Glancing at the two in front of him, they had already fought with Spirit Hall to such an extent that Chen Xiaoming wouldn't mind killing two more Titled Douluos, even if there was Bibi Dong among them.

But Chen Xiaoming wouldn't just let the other party go for the sake of the plot.

After all, without Bibi Dong, wouldn't the plot be able to advance?

Chen Xiaoming didn't think so, after all, without Bibi Dong, maybe there will be another Bibi Xi who opposes Tang San!

However, Chen Xiaoming looked at a place indifferently. There was the worship hall. An old man flew out from the worship hall. Although he was an old man, he was tall and burly. There was no old age on his face, except for a head of white hair. , you can't tell that the other party is over a hundred years old.

As soon as the figure appeared, it came floating in the air. The figure walked very slowly, but with each step, the surrounding space seemed to be bathed in a layer of holy light.

"Great offering."

The already desperate Golden Crocodile Douluo, looking at the old man who appeared, couldn't help showing a hint of joy on his face.Even Bibi Dong, who did not deal with the old man, saw the old man appear, no matter how resentful and vicious his eyes were, his nervous expression relaxed a little.

Chen Xiaoming looked at it lightly, looking at the other party as if he was walking on the holy light, and didn't care about the other party's act of pretending to be more aggressive than himself.

Now this is forcing you to pretend, and in a moment it will make you kneel down and get it back.

With a slight smile on his lips, there is only one person in the Spirit Hall who can have such a cultivation.

"Finally willing to come out of your little place, Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu!"

Chapter 72

"Finally willing to come out of your little place, Angel Douluo Qian Daoliu!"

The old man stepped on the holy light with a calm expression on his face. He stepped out one step, and in the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Bibi Dong and the others.

"Great offering, he"

Golden Crocodile Douluo forcibly endured the injury in his body and leaned in front of the person. Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man waving his hand.

"Go back, you are not his opponent!"

With a wave of his hand, a beam of holy light poured into Golden Crocodile Douluo's body. Although it was not a healing skill, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately felt that the injury in his body had been alleviated.

There was a flash of joy in his eyes, and he gave a respectful salute, then turned and left, without walking far, but in front of the Wuhun Hall below, watching silently, waiting for the scene of Qian Daoliu hanging Chen Xiaoming.

The humiliation suffered by the Spirit Hall today must be taken back by the Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong looked at the old man with resentment. The relationship between her and the old man was not harmonious, but at this moment, Bibi Dong endured it, and walked down without saying a word.

Chen Xiaoming watched the two leave without caring at all, and his eyes were all on Qian Daoliu.

Ninety-ninth-level Limit Douluo, there are only so many Douluo planes in the entire plane, and the only ones that exist now are the current Slaughter King Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu, the great worshiper of Spirit Hall, and Bo Saixi, who is far away on Seagod Island. three people.

"I thought Tang Chen was my only opponent in this life, but I didn't think that there would be people like your Excellency on the mainland."

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of solemnity in Qian Dao Liu's expression looking at Chen Xiaoming.

Although the opponent's spirit power was at level [-] at the moment, the opponent's power was obviously terrifying and abnormal. Even Tang Chen was weaker than him.

"I don't know what you want to do today?"

Wuhundian has already suffered heavy casualties, but Qian Daoliu is not sure that he can keep the other party 100%, even though behind him is the inheritance of the Angel Temple.