Starting from Douluo, the demon sword

Chapter 77 Is on the verge of firing【For collection】

"What kind of place is this place where the birds don't shit... I didn't go wrong..."

"This seems to be a desert area outside Fasino Province. The environment here is extremely dangerous, and even the distribution of soul beasts is extremely rare..."

"I didn't make a mistake about the route, I remember... There was a big road for escorting other people's things in the past, how did you come here..."

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the footprints of crossing will be covered up in this environment in an instant.

In front, the two elders of the Wuhun Hall walked more and more slowly, and finally stopped.

At this time, it has reached the center of the desert, and there is only yellow everywhere, not even the slightest variegation.

"...Two elders, what happened?" A thick-backed middle-aged man was the first to speak. He had been on the verge of death for many years, and he had already felt an unusual aura.

"Hehe...hehe..." The elder in blue laughed strangely, and spit out a few cruel words: "What do you think...that this is your burial place...how..."

"You..." The middle-aged man felt a piercing pain in his back before he could release his martial soul. He lowered his head, and a gleaming sharp knife passed through his chest. The six internal organs were blown into mud.

Bang bang bang!
A few startled sounds, fleeting, hell-like bloody smell mixed with yellow sand spilled into the air, Chen Che looked at the dozens of corpses in front of him indifferently, his eyes were full of indifference, and he suddenly grabbed a face in his left hand. twisted head.

"Why..." A student lying on the ground said with difficulty. His upper body and lower body were already separated, and it seemed that he was going to die.

"Because...we are Spirit Hall!"

puff! ! !
The heads of the students who fell to the ground were blown to pieces, white and red mixed together, and flowed into the yellow sand, disgusting.

And the one who killed him was none other than his elder brother whom he had always respected incomparably.

Immediately, everyone turned their gazes to Chen Che's body.

"Mo Congshan, you didn't expect that..." a mercenary said, his eyes were full of sarcasm and cruelty.

"..." Chen Che raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not respond.

"It's hard to make progress by leaps and bounds. Even Ye Chengwu is no longer your opponent, but he is going to die in this place today. Hahaha, I might as well tell you that no one will collect your body for you. Your team leader is also from the Wuhun Palace. I sent you here today. I want you to die...hahaha" There were laughing, cursing, and sarcasm all around like a tidal wave, and the eyes looking at Chen Che were full of contempt and pity.

"..." Chen Che narrowed his eyes slightly, this Mo Congshan...is really sad, so he became his savior instead? ? ?

Chen Che didn't intend to hide it, his face twisted for a while, and the black mist cleared away, revealing a rather immature face, but the resoluteness, calmness and indifference in his eyes did not change at all.

"You are...Ling Yun?" The old man in red behind the crowd asked, although he was suspicious, but his eyes were full of determination.

"Ling Yun! So Mo Congshan...haha, that guy died at the hands of a brat, ahaha..." Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their laughter became more wild.Obviously, they didn't think Chen Che could kill them.

"...Tianjin..." The two words spit out from Chen Che's mouth, and an unstoppable coercion suddenly rose from Tianjin who had no sense of existence at the side.

"Fire Tomb!!!"

The flames were raging, like the scorching sun descending into the world, the surroundings of Tianjin burst into red light in vain, and a wave of fire surged out. The people who were half touched by the sea of ​​flames let out screams like ghosts, but in an instant, they were sizzled by the sand. to cover up.

The flesh and blood of the people engulfed in the sea of ​​flames evaporated from this world like steam, and there was only a hazy blood red in the body, not even a trace of ashes remained.And these people are not weak people who can be favored by the Wuhun Temple, at least they are people at the level of soul masters, and among them, there are many strong people at the level of soul kings. have no ability.

The flames covered the sky, almost competing with the bright sun, as if there were two rounds of sun in the sky.The flames dissipated, and a red circle suddenly appeared in this desert. In the circle, except for the second elder of the Wuhun Temple and Chen Che, there were no signs of life. The sand flowed like billowing lava——this blow Underneath, a hole was burnt through the boundless desert!

"Okay... okay...a titled Douluo-level powerhouse..." The blue-robed elder of the Spirit Hall actually applauded, there was no fear in his eyes, but full of fighting intent.

"Are you...are you interested in joining the Spirit Hall?" The red-clothed old man calmly extended the invitation.

Chen Che raised his sword eyebrows, and his figure burst out, leaving the three of them facing each other across the sand.And Tianzhu also opened his eyes slightly, without any response.

"Okay...forget it..." The two of Wuhundian shook their heads, and they had expected this result a long time ago.

"The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar! Vast Sea Dragon Breaking Spear!"

"The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar! Heavenly Might Thunder Drum!"

The two yelled in unison, and immediately released their spirit avatars. The blue-clothed old man flashed a spear in his palm, like a dragon sailing out to sea, breaking through the sky. , a faint frost appeared in vain.Behind the red-robed old man, a huge drum appeared. When the huge drum came out, it was like thunder on the ground. Chen Che raised his eyes slightly, and there were faint thunder clouds rolling in the sky.

"I'm going... this is Contra? It looks stronger than Title Douluo..."

"Light and Fire Purgatory!" With a wave of Tian Jin's robe, nine fire dragons flew out, sweeping away like the power of destroying the world, the red flames were like a sudden tsunami erupting, sending flying sand and rocks all over the sky to impact the bodies of the two of Wuhundian... …

"Sixth soul skill, Frozen Empire!" The blue light swept away, and a blue light spewed out from the tip of the spear.

Ding……

An extremely slight voice resounded, vague and indistinct, like a whisper in a dream, and as crisp as a silver needle falling to the ground.And at the moment when this sound sounded, the raging fire dragon suddenly stopped, and it was frozen in the air in an extremely strange manner. It was only an inch away from the spear point of the blue-clothed old man, but it seemed to be separated by a chasm. Advance half a point.

Chen Che's eyes widened, but his pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye.

On the field, a blue cold light slowly spread, and the gushing flame touched the blue light, but it spread all over the body in a short time.

Ding----

Two breaths later, the crisp and ear-splitting sound of frost condensing rang out. After two breaths, the fiery crimson turned into a cool light blue. After two breaths, the fire dragon was completely frozen, completely stilled there, and melted. Made two hideous ice sculptures.

(End of this chapter)