The Desert God of Death in Douluo

On the shore, Zeng Yixin's eyes had become solemn. Through the exploration of his mental power and his own judgment, it could be seen that the blow just now was No. [-]'s eighth soul skill.His seventh soul skill allows him to merge into the broad sword like water, while his eighth soul skill seems to be able to temporarily shield the enemy's attacks through the broad sword and even absorb part of the enemy's attack energy to rebound instantly.

If Zeng Yixin hadn't retreated quickly and was hit head-on by the exploding broadsword, there might have been no winner at this time even because of the high defensive gain from the arrival of the God of Death.He will also be at a huge disadvantage.

In order to regain the upper hand, No. [-] showed his strength in the second collision between the two sides.

Zeng Yixin sighed at how powerful the weapon soul avatar was. Even in the vast amount of information he had, he had never seen a situation where a weapon soul master could integrate his body into the weapon soul avatar when using the weapon soul avatar.

In the world of soul masters, there are far fewer weapon soul masters at the level of weapon soul saint or above than there are beast soul masters at the level of beast soul saint or above.How was this special case accomplished?

Zeng Yixin did not dare to draw random conclusions, but one thing he could be sure of was that after the body and the weapon were combined, the strength of No. [-] was definitely more powerful than the ordinary weapon soul's real body.Without the main body, he lost the best attack point and could only use the opponent's broad sword as the target of attack.But judging from the situation just now, the opponent's defense is not only amazing, but also in the state of this weapon soul's true form, it is also infinitely powerful.

Then use your ultimate strength to end this battle.

There was a trace of worry in Zeng Yixin's eyes, but he soon became determined. No matter how hard the martial soul was, if it withstood too strong a force, the final result would be that the martial soul would be broken. After his body ended, Zeng Yixin would rather use a few more soul powers than continue to waste the duration of the arrival of death.

Keng!

Zeng Yixin's battle ax suddenly swung out, and the power of the Holy Separatist with soul-sucking blow can only be described as terrifying. The battle ax was swung out with a "shock" hand with the sound of whistling wind, seven times. The incarnation of the broad sword had cracks on its body at the moment of collision.

'what! '

No. [-], who had joined the sword with his body, was extremely shocked. He was the one who knew best the defensive power of the real body of the weapon soul behind the sword, but Zeng Yixin just used an ordinary first soul skill and almost managed to defeat it. His martial spirit was shattered!

The true form of the broadsword formed by No. [-] had already jumped into the air, and seemed to have lost control and fell towards the back of the sword tomb.

At this moment, the true form of Kuojian had landed on the sword tomb. To be precise, it should be on top of the suspended sword tomb.Amidst the sound of the sword, layers of soil waves were aroused by the true form of No. [-]'s weapon soul, and the broad sword was drawn horizontally. The soil produced by the originally soft land has turned into a broad sword, mixed with the harsh sound of breaking through the air. Go straight to Zeng Yixin.

Zeng Yixin secretly said bad, Zeng Yixin clearly remembered how troublesome the fourth exam was back then. Now that No. [-] no longer has the limit of soul power, he is full of firepower. If he really continues to be in a stalemate with him, he will still suffer. .

At this time, No. [-] was driving an earth sword to slash at Zeng Yixin, but his body suddenly fell to the ground.

not good!

Zeng Yixin immediately understood that the previous attack made by the No. [-] body and the broad sword must have consumed a lot of energy. As a soul master with the dual attributes of metal and earth, he undoubtedly planned to use the inexhaustible energy from the sword tomb. Use the inexhaustible earth sword to block yourself, hold him back as much as possible, and fight a war of attrition with him.

At this time, Zeng Yixin's strength was revealed when death came. Zeng Yixin did not dodge or evade. He was like a crazy chariot with the highest horsepower, approaching six meters at an increasingly faster speed. No. [-], heading straight for his weapon soul's true body.

An attack that could kill an ordinary Soul Saint-level powerhouse with one sword was like a child's toy in front of Zeng Yixin. It only caused ripples on his body. If he didn't observe the two, The fierce struggle between lives looked like a child playing with a mud ball.

Just when Zeng Yixin was about to reach the true form of the weapon soul, and when the blade of the broad sword was about to sink into the ground, the sword suddenly stopped. The sword sharply trembled and turned into countless sword shadows, stirring the tumbling waves of soil below. They were rendered golden in an instant, just like a long whale absorbing water, sucking up the waves of earth that covered the sky and rising into the sky, blending into the broad sword.And the golden broad sword expanded rapidly in the process.

Intrinsic realm?Want to strengthen yourself by swallowing the power of the earth element under your feet and absorbing the energy in the earth waves?Then let’s see who has devoured whom.

Zeng Yixin's Withering Domain suddenly enveloped No. [-], who was trying to recover his soul power. Every time No. [-] borrowed some power from the land of Sword Tomb, Zeng Yixin's withering domain drew soul power and vitality from the sandstorm. It will swallow up more of No. [-]'s own soul power with lightning speed.

The sword rain released by No. [-] hit Zeng Yixin's body. Although there was a sharp pain immediately, Zeng Yixin clearly felt that it was just superficial pain.

Holding the hilt of No. [-]'s sword with both hands, the yellow sand floating in the sky was raging crazily on No. [-]'s sword body. The two of them were gambling.

No. [-] hoped that Zeng Yixin's defense would not remain so terrifying forever. Before he was drained of his soul power, he could rely on the endless rain of swords to defeat Zeng Yixin.

Zeng Yixin was naturally betting that even if he suffered so many injuries, he could still maintain his own state under the terrifying devouring power of the Withering Realm, and let Liu No. [-] beat him to death with a rain of swords. The number collapsed completely.

No. [-] never thought that the two of them would enter into such a fierce tug-of-war right after the beginning, but he understood that only one person could leave standing.

The third soul ring at Zeng Yixin's feet lit up, representing the ultimate gold and the soul-burning flame. Almost instantly, No. [-]'s body trembled. The soul-burning fire was the most restrained soul body like him.

Zeng Yixin did not intend to attack No. [-] with soul flames. First, at this time, No. [-] had integrated his body into the martial soul, so the effect of soul flames might not be as strong as expected. Secondly, he was worried about this move. After using it, other swordsmen will know Zeng Yixin's move in advance and respond accordingly. Although Zeng Yixin has no concrete evidence, it is always necessary to be more vigilant.

But now that it has been used, Zeng Yixin will naturally not continue to hide it. The soul flames burn fiercely and wrap around No. [-]'s sword body. The sword god that has been eroded by the extreme cold is drawn by Zeng Yixin Under the dual effects of Soul Blow and Soul Flame, cracks even appeared, as if the martial soul would be broken in the next moment.

No. [-]'s sword kept twisting, trying to break away from the shackles of Zeng Yixin's hands, but Zeng Yixin's hands were like two vices at this time, biting the hilt of the sword soul of No. [-]'s weapon soul, and held it tightly. The other party locked Zeng Yixin's chest tightly.

With such a strong strength as No. [-], he couldn't help but be depressed to death when he encountered the situation in front of him. If he really had a head-on confrontation with Zeng Yixin, his weapon soul's true body might really be broken, and even his martial soul might have to fight with him. After the collapse, the sword rain that hit like a violent storm stopped, and No. [-]'s mental power sent an extremely clear message.

Alas, I give up.

No. [-] let out a long sigh, freed himself from the state of the weapon soul's true form, and looked at Zeng Yixin with some melancholy.

He used to be very energetic and wanted to challenge swordsmen and heroes, but in the end he just turned into withered bones in the grave. He spent almost endless time comprehending the true meaning of swordsmanship. As time went by, their souls changed. He became more and more broken, and finally lost his chance to reach the top of the sword.

But he has no regrets. Almost all the swordsmen buried in the Ten Thousand Bones Sword Tomb understand that it is difficult to achieve the true perfection of swordsmanship in their limited lifespan with their own strength, so they choose to stay and compete with challengers one by one. After fighting each other, he strengthened his own swordsmanship, but now that he saw that the two of them were really going to step over him to obtain the inheritance of the Sword God, No. [-] still felt a trace of jealousy in his heart.

If it was Chen Xin who defeated him with his own swordsmanship, Number Six would be convinced of the defeat, but Zeng Yixin did not use swordsmanship.

With a long sigh, Number Six opened the space vortex leading to the next level. In fact, he knew very well that Zeng Yixin's talent was much higher than that of Chen Xin. Even if he looked at the countless replacements of geniuses in the past tens of thousands of years, Zeng Yixin's strength and heritage It is definitely among the best. Even many powerful people who have gathered faith to become gods are not as talented as Zeng Yixin.

"Senior, farewell."

Zeng Yixin cupped his hands and stepped into the vortex. Just after Zeng Yixin stepped into the vortex, a trace of envy flashed in No. [-]'s eyes.

"If you really accept the inheritance in the end, I'm afraid Senior No. [-] will have a smile on his face."

Number Six murmured, and at the same moment, the next challenger had arrived.

It was Zhu Zhuqing who had defeated No. [-] neatly before.

Facing No. [-], whose martial spirit is almost broken and whose strength is greatly reduced, perhaps Zhu Zhuqing will win smoothly.

...

Facing No. [-], who was originally extremely monsterous and wielding a soft sword, Zeng Yixin defeated No. [-] easily. After controlling the rhythm of the attack, he defeated No. [-] almost easily.

This is mostly due to the swordsmanship insights No. [-] gave Zeng Yixin. Compared to No. [-]'s mysterious and unpredictable nature, No. [-]'s attacks using a combat sword are obviously more powerful and his pace is more eerie. , her feminine strength is not caused by soul power, let alone sword energy, but the pure way of using the sword. With her superb sword skills, the vibration of the sword body resonates with the air, thus producing a mysterious and clever energy that disturbs the world. The opponent's moves can also cause damage to his physical body.After being successfully cracked by Zeng Yixin, No. [-]'s sword moves were no longer so difficult.

Every move, every move, was vicious and vicious, all aimed at Zeng Yixin's vital points, but he lacked a large-scale attack method. After Zeng Yixin cleverly used the fog crow to dodge some of No. [-]'s most ferocious sword moves, he immediately He found a way to break the situation and defeated the opponent easily.

But after Zeng Yixin defeated No. [-], the space vortex leading to the No. [-] Trial Sword Tomb did not appear.

Zeng Yixin's heart subconsciously shuddered, which meant that Chen Xin might not be able to quickly defeat No. [-], who was currently in his best form.

Zeng Yixin recalled the time when No. [-] did not use any soul power to drive, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were extremely realistic with only mental power.

The sea of ​​blood filled the air, the world was in despair, endless injustice souls roared, and the biting wind seemed to melt away his body. As he continued to advance, Zeng Yixin even felt that his mouth was beginning to be filled with the smell of blood. He even saw himself lying on top of the corpse, constantly gnawing on the rotting flesh... The feeling of gnawing, and even the smell of rotting flesh, were so real.

And now No. [-] can even mobilize soul power to drive illusions. Although No. [-]'s strength is still far away from the Super Douluo realm, Zeng Yixin knows very well that his mental power level is by no means weaker than that of an Ultimate Douluo.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Chen Xin is trapped in the battle with No. [-].

The next moment, the golden flame above Zeng Yixin's head that originally marked the passage of time was instantly frozen by the ultimate ice, and could no longer see the slightest change, while a golden light flowing down like flowing water appeared above Zeng Yixin's head.

Under the illumination of the light, Zeng Yixin's already depleted soul power was flowing into his limbs and bones like lightning, and the side effects caused by releasing the true form of the martial spirit had also been wiped away.

The arrival of this golden light made Zeng Yixin breathe a sigh of relief. He thought that Chen Xin's slowed down challenge progress would be directly tied to his head. Zeng Yixin didn't care if the assessment time passed slightly, but the martial soul's true body continued. The time is only half an hour.

After a stick of incense, the space-time tunnel leading to No. [-] finally opened. He waved goodbye to No. [-]. Zeng Yixin stepped into No. [-]'s trial place with extreme caution. He knew that maybe when he stepped into the trial In the blink of an eye, No. [-]'s terrifying illusion had already begun.

It was exactly as Zeng Yixin expected.

Number [-]'s fighting style is completely different from that of the swordsmen he has seen before.Unlike the previous three who faced each other head-on and competed head-on with their soul power and skills, the number four in front of them was extremely strange.

The illusive purple light and shadow filled the entire Sword Tomb, floating everywhere. The faint light filled the land of the Sword Tomb, making people feel like they were walking in the heavenly palace. Everything looked like a faint light. Like a cloud of smoke.Under the influence of this purple smoke cloud, it was impossible to see the specific situation of the sword tomb clearly, and naturally it was impossible to see the appearance of the sword tomb.The golden light that merged with the other sword tombs in the sky was shot from the purple smoke cloud.

You can't even see the sword tomb anywhere, and naturally you can't see the figure of No. [-] on it.

The unknown is often the scariest thing.After actually arriving here, Zeng Yixin finally understood why he was able to overpower the other swordsmen in guarding the No. [-] Sword Tomb. In a place like this that required all-out fighting, No. [-] was far better than the other swordsmen. Trickier.