Douluo: Peerless Light

Only the remaining Super Douluo reacted.

He no longer cared about the oracle left by the great and bright Lord Poseidon.

The old patriarch, who didn't care about whether his family was alive or dead below, turned around and rushed out in the opposite direction of the previous super Douluo's escape, also streaking a brilliant stream of light in the air.

The eight titled Douluo were just stunned for a moment.

What greeted them was a terrifying heavy hammer with a cross-section diameter of two meters.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With just one hammer blow, a series of explosions sounded directly in the air, and eight more balls of blood mist instantly appeared.

With Lord Zhentian's current cultivation and combat prowess, it would be enough to kill this bunch of rubbish with little actual combat experience and ban them with one strike.

The divine test is a good thing.

This can help geniuses reach the upper limit of their own abilities faster and try to break this upper limit.

At the same time, it can also help waste to reach a position that does not originally belong to it, and forcefully walk side by side with genius.

But obviously, these dead guys do not belong to the field of genius.

They are not enough in front of Lord Zhentian.

"Running pretty fast."

Lord Zhentian muttered after recovering the exploded soul bone and storage soul guide, and looked at the two smaller and smaller black dots in the distance.

In just two seconds, they had already soared thousands of meters, bursting out with the strongest speed in their lives, which actually exceeded the speed of sound several times.

"However, you are still too young!"

Lord Zhentian said with a smile, and swung his left hand fiercely in the air, and then the Dragon Soul Clear Sky Hammer in his right hand was fiercely blasted forward.

An unstable space channel intertwined with silvery white and pitch black suddenly appeared in front of him.

One of the super Douluo who was running away in a panic crashed out of this space passage with a confused look on his face.

He just tried his best to keep flying forward.

But suddenly a space crack appeared in front of him.

He didn't have time to turn or dodge before he ran into it.

What greeted him was the Dragon Soul Haotian Hammer that could shatter the space, and the same fate as those before.

"boom!"

There was another mass of blood mist falling slowly downwards in mid-air.

Lord Zhentian also had four more good-quality soul bones and a storage soul guide in his hands.

"Why on earth do these people come to trouble me?"

Lord Zhentian thought in his mind, and continued to do the same thing as before.

One pull, one hammer.

The last super Douluo of the Poseidon family died, but he only contributed two soul bones.

"These poor guys are here to rob, right?"

Lord Zhentian looked at the collapsed hill, thoughtfully.

After getting used to the huge wealth of the Haotian Sect and the huge wealth of the Immortal Empire, this Extreme Douluo who lived more than 8,600 years ago has experienced some subtle changes in his values.

Moreover, he has no specific idea of ​​the general wealth of titled Douluo on Douluo Continent today.

Theoretically speaking, every one of the group of titled Douluo from the Poseidon family can definitely be called a rich man, and they are not ordinary rich men.

Titled Douluo each had a high-quality ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, and Super Douluo three had nine soul bones, one of which was one hundred thousand years old.

In addition, there are a large number of natural and earthly treasures, golden soul coins, rare metals and other resources in a pile of storage soul guides. How can this be compared with a poor man?

But in the eyes of Lord Zhentian

Well, he is indeed a poor man.

Soul bones are basically one per capita in the Immortal Empire. As long as the soul masters of Soul King and above have at least one.

Each of the elite combatants of the human battle group started with at least two pieces, and many of those who made outstanding contributions also had hundred thousand year soul bones.

Qian Chaoguang first robbed the Dragon Tomb, and later gained the allegiance of the Far North and the Star Forest, plus he went to "scavenge" on two other continents.

Two continents and two super-large soul beast gathering areas have accumulated soul bones for tens of thousands of years. How many soul bones can there be?

With this preconceived concept, it wouldn't be a big problem for Lord Zhentian to say that they were poor people.

What's funnier is that until now, except for Sea Dragon Douluo, all the people who came to "rescue" have died.

The somewhat confused Zhentian Lord still didn't know the true identity of the Poseidon family and what they were here to do.

No idea.

Compared with the crushing combat power, the fighting habits developed over more than 8,600 years are not so easy to change.

Previously, the discussion with the nine elders headed by Tiansha Douluo was within the scope of discussion, so I deliberately kept my hands open.

The Poseidon family came here with murderous intent. It was a complete battle. There was no need to hold back. It would be over in seconds.

Only dead people are the safest.

Therefore, the whole process from the time the opponent came over to the moment it evolved into the current situation was less than five seconds.

The instantaneous explosive power of these former monarchs is simply not comparable to that of normal soul masters.

The Haotian Sect disciples above who had watched the whole battle only knew that a few enemies were coming.

But before they could see the figures clearly, they were all killed by their ancestors.

Those Haotian Sect disciples below who were beaten to death didn't even know what happened above.

There was only a loud bang, a few hammer blows, and then nothing more.

Several elders still raised their heads, eagerly waiting for their ancestors to throw people down.

Regarding the loud noise, they just thought it was some coward and unlucky guy who aroused the anger of their ancestors. The angry ancestors smashed a mountain to vent their anger.

This situation has not happened before two days ago.

The few hills in the distance that have disappeared are just like that.

Only Lord Potian, who had the highest level of cultivation, vaguely captured the whole story.

It seemed that there was an Extreme Douluo who brought people to look for trouble, but the ancestor beat him to pieces within five seconds.

Only a few clouds of blood mist were left floating in the air.

There is no real scum left.

"Crash! Crash!"

Above the ground, in the shattered hill, Sea Dragon Douluo struggled to rush up again from the ground.

The thousand-meter dragon's body is still tall and straight, but its aura is much weaker than before.

The blow from Lord Zhentian just now hit him so badly that he almost couldn't even breathe.

If he hadn't used his soul power to protect his body in time and used a defensive soul skill to be immune to some physical damage, the blow just now might have really killed him.

His physical condition is no longer at its peak.

In addition, he had just barely advanced to Ultimate Douluo, and his aura was extremely empty.

In terms of comprehensive combat power, it is incomparable to a normal Extreme Douluo.

It can only be said that this is the unwarranted arrogance of the Zi Zhi Hidden Family.

Do you still think it was ten thousand years ago?

But if it were another Extreme Douluo who understood the general trend of the world, it would be impossible for him to think that he was invincible as soon as he advanced.

High in the sky, Sea Dragon Douluo roared and charged towards the Zhentian Lord.

His pair of dragon eyes were now as red as blood, and his entire body exuded strong sadness and murderous intent.

Although he was blasted into the ground by the Zhentian Lord just now, his perception was still intact.

The strong spatial shock allowed Sea Dragon Douluo to have a clear perception of the battle situation.

His descendants were being killed one after another like animals waiting to be slaughtered, without even a chance to resist.

These are the elites of the Poseidon family!

Except for him, all the top combat powers died at the hands of one person. How could Sea Dragon Douluo not be angry?

Countless amounts of hatred were superimposed together, causing his whole body to tremble unconsciously, erupting with even more powerful power than before.

"Lord Poseidon, bless your followers!"

Suddenly, the divine power sent down by Tang San in violation of regulations exploded, and bright lights and shadows suddenly erupted from Sea Dragon Douluo's dragon body.

The divine power renders every scale a blue-gold color, and faint god-level fluctuations are brewing.

Given Sea Dragon Douluo's current situation, he was bound to die no matter what if he forced his divine power into his body.

The final result waiting for him will be that the homo-resonant soul core cannot bear the power of the divine power, causing the soul core to collapse and explode and die.

If it is a yin-yang complementary soul core, there is still a chance of rescue.

As long as the even distribution of divine power is included in refining, not only will there be no crisis, but it will also be a blessing in disguise.

But, he didn't.

No matter what the consequences were, Sea Dragon Douluo could no longer care about it.

Anger had already overwhelmed his not-so-smart mind, and he vowed to fight Lord Zhentian to the death.

Lord Zhentian raised his eyebrows and picked up the Dragon Soul Haotian Hammer again, with an extremely weird look on his face.

He couldn't quite understand that he had clearly shown such strong strength, and his strength far surpassed that of ordinary Extreme Douluo. Why didn't the other party run away, but instead had to fight with him desperately?

What's wrong with this?

Um.

In fact, we can't blame Sea Dragon Douluo for being stupid.

After all, years of fighting habits in the underworld have made Lord Zhentian habitually absorb every ounce of his strength.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to release it, unless his cultivation level exceeds his, the opponent will not be able to sense any pressure or aura at all.

In addition, the undead creature majors in the soul, and there is no fluctuation in the soul power of the body.

Therefore, Sea Dragon Douluo simply did not sense the corresponding realm aura and power fluctuations in Lord Zhentian.

Just assume that he used some secret method to forcibly gain powerful power in a short period of time.

Isn’t that what I am now?

can only say.

The soul system is indeed quite suitable for pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger on Douluo Continent.

"Ho! I want you to die!"

Sea Dragon Douluo roared out with rolling dragon roars, several soul rings on his body flashed alternately, and the violent blue-gold light condensed into a crazily spinning drill.

This powerful aftermath shock has torn apart dark cracks in the space, surpassing ordinary limit-breaking attacks.

"What a mess."

Lord Zhentian muttered, casually picked up the Dragon Soul Haotian Hammer, and struck forward with a dull hammer.

The huge and terrifying hammer was as dexterous in his hand as a carpenter's one-handed hammer for smashing nails. The hammer head suddenly raised a series of dark red hammer shadows in the air.

Just when the attacks from both sides were about to come into contact, an anxious female voice came quickly from far to near.

"Senior Zhentian hammers down to stay"

"boom!"

The dark red hammer head came into close contact with the blue-gold drill bit, and a violent roar resounded throughout the Haotian Sect.

A strong shock wave violently impacted all around, knocking away the disciples who were watching the excitement on the main peak.

This is because Ming took action in time to weaken most of the shock wave.

Otherwise, just from this aftermath, the disciples on the main peak would be seriously injured if not dead.

Lord Zhentian stood still in a daze, watching at a loss as Sea Dragon Douluo was hit with a hammer until his spirit shattered, and then was knocked back to the ground again by the terrifying impact.

He did hear it just now, and he responded quickly.

At the last moment, he restrained part of his strength in time, and did not completely unleash the tyrannical limit-breaking blow.

but.

It's useless if he just keeps this matter under control!

Sea Dragon Douluo couldn't hold it back, so he pushed himself upwards!

".bone."

Only now did the last word Wang Dong shout out completely pop out, along with her.

Lord Zhentian took back the Dragon Soul Clear Sky Hammer and said with some embarrassment: "I withdrew my strength, but he bumped into me. I really couldn't do anything about it. Wang Dong, who are these people?"

"Dad said he looks a bit like someone from the Poseidon family, but he's not sure." Wang Dong replied with some worry, "Let's go down and have a look first."

"okay."

Lord Zhentian responded and floated down with Wang Dong.

After arriving below, the two of them looked at Sea Dragon Douluo, whose body had been twisted to the point of deformation, and were suddenly speechless, not knowing what to say.

There is no doubt that the blow just now has completely wiped out all the vitality in his body, and truly sent the old man who had already half-footed into the coffin into the coffin.

Shocking cracks were all over Sea Dragon Douluo's body, like pieces of porcelain from a Ru kiln.

The blood trickled out, and the place had already become a puddle of blood.

"It's such a waste! It's such a waste!"

Wang Dong drew out the murderous knife, Jihuayu, and with great heartache, he peeled off the flesh and blood of Sea Dragon Douluo's corpse, took out five high-quality soul bones, and washed them clean.

There are two pieces that are one hundred thousand years old.

Soul bones are very strange things.

It is not so much a physical bone as it is an energy condensate that carries the imprint of soul bone skills.

Although Sea Dragon Douluo's corpse seemed to be still in a barely intact form on the outside, the inside had already been smashed to pieces by Lord Zhentian's hammer.

Even the bones were shattered into a ball of mud.

The originally absorbed soul bones were restored to a solidified energy state, precipitated from the bone debris, and condensed into shape in the air.

Looks complete and like new.

After putting away the storage soul guide, Wang Dong collected the swamp-like pool of flesh and blood in a special container and filled it into a jar similar to an urn.

"What waste?" Lord Zhentian was confused, "Why are you packing all this rotten meat? What's the use of it?"

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[I still have the last 4,000 words to be saved. Currently, most of my left hand has recovered. I hope it will get better tomorrow. At least it won’t hurt so much anymore, so I can regain some of my writing ability] (End of this chapter)