Magic Sword starts from Douluo

Chapter 212 The Birth of the Witch God
Boom!The land collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, and a huge force like a wild beast rushed straight into the sky, breaking through the last obstacle.

In the blink of an eye, a fierce aura erupted in earnest, covering the area like a billowing tidal wave.

"What kind of breath is this!"

Ju Douluo suddenly looked in this direction during the battle, and was extremely shocked in his heart.This coercion actually made his Title Douluo's strength feel a little dignified.

It is not weaker than the great priest of the Elder Hall who was lucky enough to see back then.

"Could it be the existence of Limit Douluo!"

There is almost a huge difference between each level of Title Douluo. One Limit Douluo is enough to fight against more than a dozen low-level Title Douluo. The gap can't help but be obvious.

Ninth soul skill: chrysanthemums are broken, wounds are everywhere, flowers fall to heartbreak.

The petals of the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum Wuhun Avatar instantly opened, splitting into countless tiny golden petal blades, and the brilliant brilliance turned into a pillar of light that soared into the sky.

The golden tornado was formed in an instant, and it first dealt with the ten thousand year magic turtle.

The strongest move has been suppressed until now, and a large part of the reason may be the terrifying aura that spreads all over the field.

At this moment, a tragedy happened under another abyss. Because of his slow speed, Mr. Liu in white was quickly overtaken by the terrifying ghosts in the black mist, greedily biting his soul.

"what!"

Even though he has worked hard in the world of soul masters for so many years, and has successfully advanced to the level of Contra, he has never suffered such soul-destroying pain.

The pain of being torn apart is a thousand times more painful than the usual physical pain.

"Sir, save me!"

The last arm stretched out, and helplessly stretched out five fingers, but failed to grab anything.

Dolphin Douluo glanced back with lingering fear, then sprinted forward with a ruthless heart.

Unexpectedly, there is an extremely terrifying existence hidden in that weird black mist. A Contra is like a half-grown child, held tightly in his hands, unable to move.

The soul power of the two has been consumed a lot, and they have no strength to deal with it.

Rao is the title Douluo, who has experienced many ups and downs, and has to be moved by the "mist" world on this side.

Dead friends don't die poor people, let's go!
The howling wind rushed out of the mouth of the abyss, and a figure finally rushed out, almost hugging the huge ten thousand-handed turtle.

"Old Porpoise!" Luo Yueguan guessed who was coming at a glance, and took advantage of the attack to dodge over.

Seeing that the other party kept panting heavily, with his white beard fluttering, the soul power released from his whole body had already been consumed a lot.

"what happened?"

"What did you encounter down there?"

You guys are referring to two people!Ju Douluo, who had been secretly observing the development of the matter, naturally saw clearly that the two fell into the abyss in the form of spirit avatars.

Porcupine Douluo's expression changed suddenly: "He's already dead!"

"This ghostly place is definitely not the ancient ruins of our ancestors!"

"We must have been set up by some guy!"

Arriving here, Ju Douluo also nodded in agreement. Just talking about this dark place, if it weren't for the soul power to maintain body temperature, ordinary people would have been frozen to death by the weird low temperature.

call!The situation on the scene changed again, and the wind speed suddenly rose to a terrifying level, flying sand and rocks, and howling maniacally.

"Hahaha!"

"Born, born!"

"The great witch god of our clan!"

The patriarch Guan who was trapped in the "golden bell jar" couldn't stop laughing, and his every move revealed crazy excitement and joy.

Bang!The emanating ghost energy broke through the shackles of the cage, tearing apart this small force of heaven and earth.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

The blackest power covered the world, all the light in the scene was instantly extinguished, the flames disappeared, and everyone fell into blindness again.

"what happened?"

"Why can't I see it!"

The Soul Master Brigade, which managed to turn the situation around, was like a blind cat for a while, unable to even touch a dead mouse.

"The ten-thousand-year seal is finally broken!"

"My body, return to the earth again!"

The horrifying sound exploded, and the last word seemed to be full of strong and irresistible resentment, shaking the world rumbling.

Seen from the outside, the sky above the ruins was originally clear and cloudless, and the sun was shining brightly.

But at this moment, a black mist like a dark cloud suddenly appeared, and it quickly spread away, blocking all the light above.

The thunder and lightning that exploded appeared in the darkness, giving people a sense of suffocation and oppression invisibly.

"That's it?" Outside the ruins, the Heaven Dou royal army who was fighting the black-armored creature turned pale with shock.

The battle that was still fighting stopped strangely, and the ghost army, which had already fallen into a disadvantage, was overjoyed for a moment, and looked at the unknown human beings on the opposite side with a sinister smile.

"Witch God, revived, Wizard God revived!"

"The entire Douluo Continent will fall under our feet!"

On the contrary, the royal army suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression, as if there was an invisible hand pinching their hearts, and an unknown panic spread all of a sudden.

As a result, the cavalry troops in the front row, driving the horses, retreated slowly.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!"

"Those who escape from battle, behead!"

The war supervisor showed his full strength as a soul emperor, and a sharp golden iron knife appeared in his hand and raised it high.

But for some reason, the raised arms trembled involuntarily, shocked by the fierce aura emanating from the ruins.

"Sealed for many years, the strength has weakened."

"In this case, all ghosts, prepare to sacrifice!"

The muttering magic sound radiated from the monstrous black mist, and an indescribable force of law penetrated the air and invaded the bodies of all ghosts.

"Could this be the so-called "Soul Heaven Emperor"'s move to injure himself by [-] and injure the enemy by [-]?" Xiao Ning couldn't help being a little surprised.

However, an even more surprising scene happened. All the ghost tribes including Patriarch Guan, who had been beaten for a long time, all turned into black smoke, curling up into the thickest darkness.

What should come is still coming. When all the powers are gathered into one body, they finally break through the [-]-level Zhihao limit and become a true god.

The irresistible power of the law rushed in all directions, and many people who were close to him spurted blood from their seven orifices, their muscles and bones were shattered, and they were shocked to death.

"Not good!" Chrysanthemum Douluo murmured inwardly, turning into a golden light and pounced, wrapping up Hu Liena and the others and retreating.

The golden generation and the eldest lady had to take care of it, otherwise the existence above would make him overwhelmed.

But do mere mortal souls dare to do something under the nose of God?

Terrifying deterrence erupted, and a terrifying giant claw stretched out. The area was like a net, which was astonishingly large. Layers of space collapsed, and even the stone wall outside the ruins could not bear this power, and it split open.

The breath of death appeared above everyone's heads, and everyone's faces could not help but appear pale.

At the critical moment, the ring in Xiao Ning's hand suddenly released a dazzling brilliance.

A book appeared without warning, spread out in front of him, the golden characters danced one by one, full of boundless divine power of rules.

(End of this chapter)