Douluo, Adventure in a Parallel World

The fight between two of the three former Super Douluo was a battle of flying sand and rocks. After only a few moves, the surrounding environment was already in ruins.

"Tang Chen, Tang Chen. Last time it was the Asura God who saved you. Let's see if someone will help you this time."

Qian Daoliu laughed loudly and swung the Holy Angel Sword in his hand even harder. The angelic light on his body reached an unprecedented height at this moment. Qian Daoliu felt as if he was about to break through.

On the other hand, Tang Chen worked harder and harder with the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, but the hammer could not hit the flesh.

Although the collision between the hammer and the sword caused waves of soul power, Qian Daoliu's sword can change with the change of soul power. He can accurately change the attributes of the sword to resist the attacks of the Clear Sky Hammer with various attributes. Even the most domineering hammer that can break all laws with force, Qian Daoliu can take it.

Even if Tang Chen exploded all nine spirit rings on his body, he still seemed so helpless in front of Qian Daoliu.

On the one hand, it was because Tang Chen had been silent for too long, and on the other hand, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had overdrawn Tang Chen's body, which could not be recovered with the help of the Shura God.

"Qian Daoliu, if I could defeat you once, I can defeat you a second and third time. Now I just made a slight mistake. Haotian Formation!"

After Tang Chen swung out the Clear Sky Hammer, he formed seals with his hands, and a huge formation condensed in the sky.

"Can one person condense a formation that can only be condensed by five people? Tang Chen, you are worthy of it. But your descendants will never see the demeanor of you, the sect leader, again. Angel Realm, Fire Dragon Formation!"

It’s just a formation, he has Qian Daoliu as well.

The fire dragon condensed by Qian Daoliu was surrounded by thick and domineering flames, and held a dragon ball in its mouth. The dragon ball was like a miniature sun, which could give the dragon endless power.

In order to delay Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu controlled the dragon to circle in the formation and used the angel's fire to erode the formation everywhere.

Qian Daoliu knew that the Haotian Formation was just a group-enhancing skill. Now Tang Chen was using this skill alone just to delay himself. But similarly, the Angel Fire Dragon Formation only needed a slight change in guidance. After condensing a different fire dragon, it could also become a restrictive skill.

The two sides restrict each other, so it becomes a competition of who has stronger soul power.

The Haotian Formation and the Angel Realm Fire Dragon Formation competed together. The formation with a scorching temperature ignited the earth, and even the charred land began to evaporate due to the high temperature.

Qian Daoliu was not idle at this time.

He took advantage of the collision and scattered flames between the Haotian Formation, the Haotian Hammer and the Fire Dragon Formation, and used the teleportation spirit formation to continuously teleport. Every time he teleported to a specific location, he stomped his foot lightly, and a wisp of soul pattern was injected into the ground, and he repeated this over and over again.

He returned to his original position, and finally removed the Fire Dragon Formation, pretending that his soul power was exhausted, and prepared to test it.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha…it turns out that you, Qian Daoliu, are just a person who looks strong on the outside but is weak on the inside. You will be defeated when you encounter my Haotian Formation. Then go to hell! Ling Tian strikes with the Great Sumeru Hammer.”

When Tang Chen saw Qian Daoliu's dejected look, he actually burst into laughter.

This laughter was very strange, Qian Daoliu frowned and looked at him in confusion. This kind of behavior was not in line with Tang Chen's personality at all!

In the final analysis, it was Tang Chen who was too arrogant. He was frightened by the aura displayed by Qian Daoliu and was a little bit unbelievable. At that time, he had already begun to deeply doubt himself.

After being rescued by Shura God, he kept thinking, why in just a few decades, he was not as good as him? Thinking about it, Tang Chen fell into despair.

That was a kind of paranoia, just like Qian Renxue in another world regarded Tang San as paranoid.

The more this happened, the more impatient Tang Chen became. The more impatient he became, the worse he could control the rhythm. The worse he controlled the rhythm, the more destruction would await Tang Chen.

Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly when he saw Tang Chen advancing recklessly. If it were in the past, he would definitely not be so impatient. But since Tang Chen was anxious to die, he would just go with the flow.

"Everyone says that you, Tang Chen, are a calm and patient person. You are smart, wise, studious, and daring to explore and innovate. Why have you lost all these precious qualities? Well, at least you and I admired each other back then, but now you are standing against my Wuhun Republic, so I can only send you on your way."

Qian Daoliu quickly formed seals with his hands. As his hand seals changed, mysterious soul patterns slowly emerged from the ground. They intertwined and entangled with each other, forming a complex and exquisite pattern.

"The moment of the Holy Judgment!"

When the pattern was fully formed, a majestic aura of heaven and earth converged towards it like a surging ocean wave.

As time went on, the formation became more and more powerful, and its light became more and more dazzling, like a bright sun.

Tang Chen, who was standing aside, looked at the scene and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

He could feel the terrifying attack power and soul power contained in this formation, which could even be said to be an irresistible existence.

"rise!"

A holy sword was carved out from bottom to top. The appearance of that holy sword was exactly the same as the angel holy sword in Qian Daoliu's hand. It was obviously because Qian Daoliu himself had modified this formation.

Tang Chen was still holding the Clear Sky Hammer and rushing forward due to inertia. He had never expected that Qian Daoliu would use such a skill to attack him, but what else could he do now? He could only give it a try.

However, even with all his cards revealed, Tang Chen still seemed a little overwhelmed, and in the end his Clear Sky Hammer was pierced by the Moment of Holy Judgment.

The martial spirit was shattered, and a large amount of spiritual energy flowed out of the Clear Sky Hammer, feeding back to Douluo Star. Tang Chen's soul power level dropped directly from level 95 to level 89.

The martial soul is an important container for the people on this Douluo Star to store their soul power. The destruction of the martial soul naturally means the leakage of soul power.

However, Tang Chen's extremely strong hardware prevented him from dying in this attack. But for Tang Chen in his current state, he was just a piece of fish on Qian Daoliu's chopping board.

Tang Chen's body fell rapidly, and he landed heavily on the ground, lying on his back, spurting blood from his mouth from time to time.

"You... won, Qian Daoliu. I didn't expect that during this period of time you could... pass the Angel God... God Test and make such a huge improvement." Tang Chen smiled at himself, then said with a little envy while lying on the ground.

Qian Daoliu shook his head and corrected: "Alas, this is not actually the angel's divine test, but my own efforts. Of course, I can achieve all this thanks to Bibi Dong."

"Tang Chen, your mentality has changed. You would never have dared to take risks before. You watched me dodge continuously. With the extreme Douluo's keen sensitivity to the fluctuation of soul power, you naturally knew what I did. Why did you still do this?"

"Qian Daoliu...if this is your way of humiliating others, I ask you...to shut up. You can kill me or chop me up...as you please..."

Tang Chen turned his head away and no longer looked at him.

He is now wondering why he had countless opportunities to see through Qian Daoliu's purpose, but he still failed?

"You and I met, got to know each other, and fought together for a period of time. I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately the Haotian Sect must be the enemy of the Republic, so I can only send you to heaven."

"But don't worry, the Clear Sky Hammer's spirit will not be cut off, because the inheritance of spirits in the future will be random, and the transmission of spirits through blood will be completely terminated on the continent."

After he finished speaking, he raised his sword and pierced Tang Chen's heart directly.

Haotian Douluo Tang Chen fell.

Qian Daoliu sighed and shook his head. After putting away his martial spirit, he slowly walked over, put Tang Chen's body into the storage soul guide, and then turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance.

Along the way, Qian Daoliu did not feel very happy, but instead felt a little empty in his heart.

He did fulfill his ideal, an ideal that was once unattainable and almost impossible to achieve.

But when the people who truly understood him disappeared from this world, he felt that there was no goal to strive for in this world.

"If I have to find another goal for myself, then going to the ruins of Mingdu in the Sun-Moon Empire might be a good choice."

……

East of the Xingluo Empire.

Bibi Dong put Xue Tian’s body into the soul guide device.

It can only be said that Xue Tian was forcibly promoted to level 99. He does not possess the true strength of a level 99 Extreme Douluo. Even in the gap when Bibi Dong was setting up the spiritual formation, Yuan Feng with the strength of level 98 could fight him for more than ten moves.

It was naturally no problem for Bibi Dong to easily defeat such a fake Extreme Douluo.

However, at this time, many soldiers from the Xingluo Empire swarmed out of this place. Bibi Dong also tried to persuade them to surrender at first, but they didn't seem to understand and continued to attack.

"In that case, warriors of the Republic, woo woo woo ..."

Bibi Dong flew back into the sky, releasing her soul power, preparing to use it to amplify her voice. Just as she was about to give an order, Yuan Feng suddenly arrived and covered her mouth.

"Warriors of the Republic, please retreat. I will take care of the rest of the work."

Yuan Feng had become an elder after all, and after entering a state of war, he also had some power to deploy troops.

"Sister, what are you doing?" After struggling free, Bibi Dong looked at Yuan Feng and asked in confusion.

After hearing what Bibi Dong said, Yuan Feng lowered her head. When she raised her head again, the fluctuations of Yuan Feng's soul power had reached a terrifying and suffocating state.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire sky turned into the dark green color of Rakshasa Hell, mixed with wisps of purple evil energy.

“Ahahahahahahahaha…Ahahahahahahahaha…”

Yuan Feng suddenly burst into laughter crazily, as if he was possessed by the black magic fairy Xiaoyue.

Bibi Dong was a little confused by this, but suddenly she thought of a more terrifying possibility.

After realizing this, Bibi Dong turned around and ordered the army: "Warriors of the Republic, retreat. Now the target has changed. Please go to Xingluo City to encircle and wipe out the remnants of Xingluo."

The army of tens of thousands of people received Bibi Dong's order, immediately turned around, condensed the spiritual formation, and rushed away into the distance.

After there were no more of her own people on the scene, Bibi Dong retreated a certain distance and watched quietly.

After Yuan Feng's breath stabilized, her martial spirit possessed her body and she summoned the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, which pointed at the Xing Luo army. Her left hand supported half of her face, and her purple eyes turned green.

"The sixth soul skill, Eternal Creation." Yuan Feng said lazily.

This time, Yuan Feng activated his soul skill not through his martial soul, but through a divine weapon - the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

A dark green sickle blade slowly flew out, becoming larger and larger in the air, and its speed getting faster and faster, until it completely cut through the vanguard of the Star Luo Empire.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Feng put away the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Death spiral formation, condense it."

The seals of Yuan Feng's hands suddenly changed, and along with the rhythm of the spider's legs, a huge formation condensed on the ground.

Looking down from the sky, the formation looked like a spirit ring, except that it had a lot of dark light and evil spirits. In the middle of the formation was a pattern similar to a windmill. When the formation slowly emerged from the ground, it even brought up some soil.

Then, under Yuan Feng's command, the windmill-like pattern began to rotate, and the bodies of the Star Luo Empire soldiers who were cut open slowly sank.

Suddenly, purple smoke and dust rolled up around the entire Xing Luo army. People could not tell the direction or sense the distance, as if they had fallen into the Rakshasa hell.

"Ow!"

"Uh ahhh!"

……

All kinds of terrifying noises were heard, and the creepy sounds reached the ears of the Xing Luo army, making them want to retreat.

However, they found themselves as if they had encountered a ghost wall in this formation. No matter which direction they ran, they would end up back where they started.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and the Xing Luo army became more and more panicked, and even fled in all directions. When someone discovered the source of the sound, they were so scared that they immediately collapsed.

"That's... a zombie, a zombie..."

This shout made the soldiers who fell behind the team even more panicked. When they looked back, the horrifying scene would become their eternal nightmare.

The noise became louder and louder, even drowning out the sounds of the Undead Soldiers. Then came the sounds of the Undead Soldiers attacking the Xing Luo Army in all directions.

The howling of wild beasts, the soldiers' cries for help, the sound of footsteps, the collision of weapons, the sounds of organized resistance and the sounds of fleeing mixed together, and the scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.

Soldiers will be killed by undead soldiers, and after being killed, they will enter the spiral magic circle and become undead soldiers; although the soldiers can also kill those undead soldiers, the undead soldiers will be further reborn with the death spiral magic circle, and the number of their own people will only become fewer and fewer, while the number of enemies will become more and more, which is a vicious circle.

"Ahahahaha...ahhahahaha..."

Yuan Feng laughed even more wantonly in the air. She opened her arms and her whole body was bathed in layers of evil light.

The evil light seemed not to be summoned from Yuan Feng's martial spirit, but was condensed by herself. Bibi Dong saw that Yuan Feng was completing the test of the Rakshasa God.

"As an evil god and a killing god, you must not only learn to control the evil thoughts in the world, but also use them for your own benefit. Slaughter your enemies and absorb their resentment. What belongs to your enemies is what belongs to you. The Seven Tests of Rakshasa begins."

After hearing the creepy words coming from the sky, Bibi Dong knew that her guess was confirmed.

However, Yuan Feng's evil spirit did not seem to be out of control, but was controlled and regular. As a chosen one, he could naturally sense that Yuan Feng was being baptized by the Rakshasa divine light, and these powers would gradually transform into Yuan Feng's Rakshasa divine power.

Even though Rakshasa was an evil god with the attributes of a killing god, these evil spirits and murderous intent did not dissipate, but were only directed at the enemy. Even when he was so close to them, he was not affected by them at all, not even a little bit.

"It's a good thing to complete the divine test, but what kind of expression would my sister have if she knew that I lost my composure like this? Hmm, how about recording it..."