Douluo's Gourd

With the correct direction guided by Wang Xiaofeng, Xue Hu easily found the cave hidden under the vines in the mountains under the non-stop search of several investigation teams.

The entrance of the cave is very narrow, but there is a cave inside.

Not only is it spacious, but it is also extremely high, and there are traces of man-made excavation. On the mountain wall, there are still traces of smoke from the extinguished torches.

"Hurry up and complete the task, we still have to drink with Brother Xiaofeng."

Xue Hu lightly touched the giant blade behind him, feeling a little hopeful. This knife has not been used so far since it was cast.

"Array, not even a single fly can be let go."

On the hillside, the army formed a circular formation, and the golden light was like water, covering this small mountain.

Xue Hu's mind was concentrated, and he had no more distracting thoughts. He stepped out with one step, the six rings rose together, and his sleeves were filled with air.

boom!

With every step, the earth under his feet roared like thunder.

The golden light is dense, the ripples spread in the knife, and the large swathes of undercurrents are tumbling air currents.

The wind picked up, and the blood was like fire. In an instant, Xue Hu's whole body was red, and the blood, soul power, and military spirit of the people had turned into firewood, all condensed into a three-zhang golden sword.

The old mother split the mountain!

Wherever the blade shines, the airflow empties.

It was more like a dragon chant piercing the sky.

A gleam of golden light emerged from the pure black color, like the morning light at dawn, piercing through the darkness and bringing light.

boom! !

The roar resounded in a radius of ten miles, the powerful force penetrated the ground, the mountains and forests shook, and the vegetation flew together.The smoke and dust trembled like an earth dragon turning over, and countless silt, sand and gravel rose from the sky.

The cold and sharp mountains were smashed and collapsed, looking from a distance, it looked like a huge hole in the ground.

A strong smell of blood rises from the cave.

Xue Hu gathered the power of all the people and swung this knife with the help of the army. Naturally, the power should not be underestimated, but compared to the huge rocks that weigh tens of millions of catties after the landslide, they are insignificant.

"Hahaha, happy!" Xue Hu's face was as pale as paper, he didn't know whether it was overdraft or backlash, but this did not affect his happy mood.

Cracks tens of meters underground.

Blood mixed with water veins, buried countless corpses.

"It's gone, it's gone!!"

A painful howl came from the throat of the humanoid creature with only one broken arm: "Ahhhhh—"

After more than ten years of planning, all the family property and relatives were donated, but they failed when they were about to succeed in the end.

Now, all gone.

"I hate it!!"

"Don't you want my soul? Give it to you, give it all to you!!"

With his remaining right hand, he activated the soul guide and took out the three-inch-high statue.

God statues are generally kind and gentle, but this one is different. Its clothes are half exposed, and it does not sit upright, but reclines on the pedestal, half smiling and compassionate, half ferocious, showing white bones and glaring eyes.

At first glance, there is a kind of indescribable strangeness.

The intense hatred turned into a substantial black mist, wrapping the statue.

An indescribably strange sound came out of its mouth.

The skin on the body of the statue's owner was like dry wall skin, falling down in a rustle.The flesh and blood were exposed.But there was no trace of blood back. The blood was like a sponge that had been absorbed.

Dim figures emerged from all directions. Those figures were tall and slender, wearing short robes or long robes painted with strange symbols, and vaguely had the appearance and outline of human beings, but their bodies seemed to be made of The smoke condensed, and the smoke rolled and surged under their clothes full of symbols, never finalized, only weird can be described.

The mountains are foggy.

The black mist, accompanied by a strange and ominous breath, roared along with the strong wind.

The black mist filled the air silently, like a strange monster, devouring everything, even the golden light condensed by the army formation could not block it.

In the silence, there are only the sound of rustling and crawling, and the sound of nails scraping against the ground.

It was as if something was squirming in the mist.

Xue Hu casually threw the cracked long knife on the ground, lowered his eyelids, and almost turned into a real fighting spirit: "I know it's not that easy, everyone, form a white tiger formation!"

"war!"

two kilometers away.

Makino City.

The once busiest city center has now become ruins.

The statue, which was a symbol of the city, was smashed to pieces and replaced by an empty space.

There is a circular pit with a diameter of about ten meters in the center of the open space.

The circular pit is like a downward step that shrinks layer by layer, sinking to a depth of about one meter below the platform. On each "step" inside it, you can see a large number of complex lines and faded patterns. The blank crystal went down, and at the bottom of the pit was a statue with a hideous expression like Shura.

At the foot of the statue, there were corpses of humans and spirit beasts.

There are people wearing black cloaks that completely cover themselves in and out of the house, cleaning the battlefield and harvesting resources.

Trucks are constantly transporting "goods".

All valuables were transported away, while the corpses were piled up around the statue.

"As expected, the church has been preparing for a big move for 20 years. How can there be so many sacrifices?" The guard standing guard bragged to the newcomer.

"Last time I sacrificed a village, the gods were very satisfied, and raised my cultivation base by two levels. This time there are so many sacrifices, no matter what, I have to upgrade to five levels."

The newcomer who just arrived was very envious, and asked in a low voice: "I don't know what your cultivation level is now, my lord."

"Haha, ten years ago I was just a one-ring soul master, guess what level I am now."

"Um, Great Soul Master?"

"Soul Master! Level 32! When I first awakened, the old man of the Wuhun Temple said that with my innate soul power, I can only stop at one level in this life." The guard raised his head proudly, and grinned, revealing his shark-like sharp teeth , the scarlet pupil reveals a trace of nostalgia.

"So I always remember his frightened look when I broke his neck."

"Haha, how can an old man understand the greatness of God!"

"God is omnipotent!"

The new guards chanted, "God is omnipotent!"

"That's right, that's what it is." The old guard nodded in satisfaction.

"Boy, work hard and study hard. There are not many people with strong beliefs like you in the church. I am very optimistic about you."

Just when the old guard was still bragging, someone suddenly rushed over and shouted at them: "Hey! You two, have you seen the priest?"

The two shook their heads quickly: "No, no."

The visitor didn't ask much, and ran in the other direction.

The novice guard asked in a low voice: "Uh, brother, this priest sounds like a very powerful person."

The old guard said unhappily: "Without the priest, the sacrifice cannot be started, what do you think?"

The ambition to be a priest suddenly ignited in the heart of the newcomer guard.

It's a pity that when he looked up inadvertently, it was like a heavy rain, and his ambition was extinguished.

A middle-aged man was standing in mid-air, looking down at the crowd with the gaze of an ant.

The nine soul rings are like stars surrounding the moon, exuding endless brilliance.

The old guard followed his gaze and looked up, suddenly too frightened to speak. "You, you, seal, seal!"

The aura that belonged to the title Douluo gushed out undisguisedly, turning into an invisible pressure, heavily suppressing the two of them, they couldn't even make a struggle, and they were directly crushed into meatloaf.

In the distance, some people also noticed the abnormality here, and no one dared to step forward and fled in the opposite direction.

Only after becoming a soul master can one know the horror of Title Douluo.

In some remote areas, Titled Douluo has another title, the god who walks in the world.

"This city is filthy. There is no need to exist anymore."

A silver gun was held in the palm of his hand.

It was an unforgettable sharp gun, like two tightly entangled blue dragons, exuding explosive power.

"...the ninth soul skill."

There seemed to be thunder falling for nine days, and the moment the gun body shook, the sharp gun turned into a beam of light!

boom!

The moment the beam of light broke through the sky, the entire city was on fire!

The earth-shattering dragon chant resounded throughout the city.

In the storm, the ethereal streamer turned into real light and shadow.

That is!

The wind dragon blows, the fire phoenix flutters its wings, the Xuanwu neighs, and the green dragon opens its eyes!

"The Four Images of Heaven's Will Annihilate!"

The sky changed color, and the red-gold beam of light occupied everything in sight.

Be this moment, the only color in the world.

Until, everything fell silent.

Only the lonely city wall remained.

"Wenxiu and that little ghost can really run, and they are about to run out of the range of perception...Huh?"

At some point, a thick mist had already engulfed the city gate. On the tall gate tower, a young man dressed in blood stood with his hands behind his back.

"Hitting swallows all day long, unfortunately today I was pecked by a swallow."

The calm voice seemed to be swept by a cold current, making one chill.

"It disturbed my pleasure of eating snacks. Mortal, before you die, I allow you to report your name."

"Zhou Huaian, title: Sharpshooter!"

Zhou Huaian pointed his gun at the ground, "Which corner are you a wild god?"

"court death!"

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