Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

The sky and earth covered by evil clouds were suddenly torn apart by violent snow, and the torn cracks allowed light from the outside to shine in.

Ye Nanxiao raised his hand and aimed at the black cloud that carried skeletons and evil spirits. Countless human faces were embedded in the asphalt-like cloud.

And every face was repeating the last moment of its life, screaming, horrifying, struggling, and wailing.

One after another, ice rings condensed out of thin air, spinning at high speed, whistling with extreme cold air and cutting into the evil cloud.

The ice flow ring automatically fissioned and dispersed when it slashed into the clouds, turning into a large number of hexagonal ice crystal cutting wheels that exploded in all directions.

The vengeful spirit that was unable to dodge and was hit by the ice crystals did not dissipate, but was frozen into an ice sculpture, falling from the black cloud and hitting the ground.

The Snow Queen, wearing an ice armor battle skirt, floated in front of Ye Nanxiao. She pointed to the sky with one hand, causing the sky and earth to change color. The cold air surged, and ice peaks rose from the ground. The all-encompassing snow was as fierce as a knife.

Dabai loosened the bones in his fists, and a chill also burst out from his body, like a force rising into the sky, or like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, revealing its edge.

The Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass manifested by the Eight-Angled Tree projected a large amount of ice crystals. The branches of the Eight-Angled Tree seemed to have turned into a laser tower, and the Zero-Degree Ice Soul was like an eraser that wiped away the thickness of the black cloud.

The devil's voice roared in anger, and its terrifying volume gathered into a giant sea beast that soared and hit the black clouds.

Ye Nanxiao took out a pill and carefully stuffed it into the mouths of Lijing and the Ichthyosaur King.

The strong medicinal power immediately stopped the bleeding from Lijing's wounds and turned into warm currents to nourish Lijing's wounds.

"Master." Lijing was reluctant to let go, but she also knew how critical the situation was.

"Go back and copy it a hundred times, and solidify your cultivation for a hundred years."

Ye Nanxiao raised his left hand and gently pressed his thumb on Lijing's forehead.

A little ice petal appeared on Lijing's forehead, and she felt a warm power filling her withered body.

The petals of the ice flower bloom with gorgeous light, and a little silver light flickers in it.

By the time Lijing realized that the space around her had changed, it was too late for her to make a sound.

Silver light flickered and ripples appeared in the space.

Lijing watched Ye Nanxiao standing in front of her disappear in the next breath.

The snow was still falling and the wind was howling. Regent looked around but couldn't tell where she was.

"Master!!!"

Like the cries of little animals, like complaints and replies.

After Ye Nanxiao sent Lijing away, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly erupted like a volcano, with a deafening force.

"Zhongliwu!"

Two blue flashes rushed out from behind Ye Nanxiao and arrived in front of Zhongli Wu in the blink of an eye.

The Imperial Sword is unparalleled!
Ice skates, heavy snow!

It was as if a doomsday blizzard was swallowing up the world and a domineering sword intent was destroying and freezing everything, and it rushed towards Zhongli Wu with unstoppable force.

The rolling evil clouds surrounding Zhongli Wu were frozen in an instant, and the vengeful spirits turned into ice sculptures and disappeared in the frost.

"The true form of the god of death! Hey! Hey! Hey!!"

"Ye Nanxiao! Let's end this today!!!"

Zhongli Wu laughed wildly and pulled the corners of his mouth with both hands, causing the tear to widen and reveal the squirming flesh inside. His already fragile spirit immediately lost the ability to think after seeing Ye Nanxiao.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

That is to tear Ye Nanxiao to pieces completely, let him die here, die in his own hands!
Even if it costs more!

An evil energy rose up into the sky and quickly expanded like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

In the evil light column, a god of death appeared, with a blood-red skeleton, a skeletal hood on his head, and an evil aura surrounding him.

The Grim Reaper's sickle emitted a dazzling red light, absorbing all the evil energy within a hundred miles, and it grew larger in the wind and fell into the Grim Reaper's hands. Zhongli Wu had already disappeared.

The body of the Grim Reaper shook, and an evil spirit exploded into a diffusing halo.

When the true body of the god of death appeared in the world, the evil cloud surged again and spread to a radius of hundreds of miles.

In the rolling evil clouds, huge resentful skeletons emerged, wailing silently, tearing themselves apart, revealing the white bones inside with sneering expressions.

Under the rolling evil clouds, Emperor Jian Wushuang and Daxue Qinghong collided with the evil aura, and energy instantly exploded, transforming into a huge ball that was constantly entangled, rotating and moving. The terrifying energy directly collapsed the surrounding space, as if splitting the world.

Neither side stopped but continued to attack.

The black and red soul power and the clear blue soul power collided violently.

The god of death incarnated by Zhongli Wu held up the scythe of death, and the thick evil energy around him turned into a real scythe.

Evil spirit takes shape!

The veins on Ye Nanxiao's temples bulged like a coiled dragon. In the state of burning blood, the blood vessels in his body bulged, and the blood rushed faster, forming a blood-colored network on the surface of his skin.

He took a deep breath, and the blue cyclone on his body grew several times stronger again. At the same time, the strong heartbeat broke the stalemate on the battlefield.

There was a rumbling sound like thunder in the chest, and the muscles were constantly tightening to extract strength.

"Burning blood!"

Ye Nanxiao let out a low roar, and light golden blood beads oozed out of the pores all over his body, rising into red mist the moment they came into contact with the air.

The strong energy of qi and blood burst out, quickly dyeing the cyclone created by Ye Nanxiao blood-red.

"break!!!"

The pure power of qi and blood superimposed on the soul power exploded like a blood-colored wave, carrying a surging momentum to impact the world where the god of death descended.

"Ping ping ping!"

In a world stuck in a stalemate, a clear voice suddenly sounded, as if heralding the arrival of something, or like an unbearable ultimatum.

Zhongli Wu's expression changed slightly. The terrifying aura that emerged from Ye Nanxiao, as if it came from a wild battlefield, actually broke through his aura blockade!
Before he could take any countermeasures, the blood and energy in Ye Nanxiao's body suddenly receded, and his momentum rapidly decreased.

"Hmm? Not enough power?"

Zhongli Wu was overjoyed and immediately seized the opportunity to take action.

The raised scythe of death stopped gathering strength, and the ferocious death quickly stepped forward and chopped down the scythe.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure like the collapse of the sky descended upon the four great souls.

The snow and wind in the sky were suddenly cut through by the sickle of destruction. The Snow Emperor groaned and fell from mid-air.

Dabai rushed over and took on Xue Di with his own body.

The real body of the Eight Anise was blown back hundreds of meters by the powerful pressure, and the real body, the Eight Anise Mysterious Ice Grass, made a sound of being overwhelmed, like the precursor of glass breaking.

Hundreds of sound beasts that were chanting the devilish sound were defeated by the shock.

The entire glacier was at the critical point of collapse, and many ice peaks were flattened and became as soft as sand.

Looking down from above, the glacier looks like it was smashed to pieces by someone with a hammer.

Ye Nanxiao was under the most pressure to mature, and the strong aura was locking onto him, gnawing at his skin.

If it weren’t for the protection of his demigod body, Ye Nanxiao would have been torn apart and bleeding from all seven orifices.

Xue Di raised her hand and pointed it at Ye Nanxiao, and the frozen flower shone around her neck.

A huge ice flower instantly formed, covering Ye Nanxiao. (End of this chapter)