Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

Chapter 319 Haotian falls, the world is decided

The absolute stillness produced by the red magnetic field of Xiao Wu's sacrifice gradually weakened, and the consciousness of everyone within the range was restored first.

Everyone was stunned. Although the blood-red light was released, the deep love in Xiao Wu's eyes seemed to be able to burn people's souls.

"Sacrifice..."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei had witnessed Ah Yin's sacrifice, but at first they didn't think Xiao Wu could make this choice.

Dedicate your life, cultivation, and soul to mankind at the cost of never being reincarnated.

Tang San's eyes regained their vitality, and all he saw was the pair of eyes opposite, those beautiful eyes full of love and sadness.

little dance...

Tang San didn't know why he came back to life, but he was sure that Xiao Wu must have paid an extremely heavy price. He wanted to struggle, his eyes filled with endless pain.

However, just like Ling Bai just now, he could not stop it and could only watch as all of this was developing in the direction that he feared most.

Bathed in the blood flames emerging from Xiao Wu's body, Tang San felt a constant itching sensation all over his body, as if his soul had left his body. His heart was full of resistance, but he could not undo what had happened. He was powerless. He sat back and watched Xiao Wu gradually fade in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Wu could no longer speak. All her vitality was used to burn the blood flames on her body. Her blood-colored eyes were weeping and telling Tang San her inner love.

In order for Tang San to successfully absorb his 10-year soul ring, Xiao Wu forcibly raised his soul power to level [-] during the sacrifice process.

She closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look at her lover. The softest part of her heart was being torn apart by intense pain.

Lowering his head, Xiao Wu's increasingly transparent lips fell on Tang San's lips, but Tang San didn't feel any warm touch. A circle of jumping blood flames moved quietly around their bodies.

The soul power in Tang San's body was increasing at an extremely terrifying speed, the fatal wound on his back had been completely healed, and his heart began to beat vigorously again.

The surging blood flames suddenly retracted, and in an instant, a series of explosive sounds erupted around Tang San's body. Just as Xiao Wu's body gradually disappeared, the original four soul rings on his body appeared one by one, and the bloody soul ring It slowly gathered around him.

As the blood-colored soul ring was condensed, Xiao Wu's body turned into a red ball of light. The light gradually dimmed, and the outer colors were peeled off layer by layer. A palm-sized white rabbit lay quietly in Tang San's arms, her life The breath is leaving the body slightly.

"Xiao Wu—"

Sobs that were too shrill to sound like a human voice broke out from Tang San's mouth.

At this moment, no soul ring or soul bone meant anything to him. His heart was trembling. Watching Xiao Wu's last breath dissipate into the world, looking at the empty body that had lost its soul and life, Tang San's heart ,Broken.

"What if one day, many people want to kill me, and you can't defeat them?"

"Then let them step over my corpse first."

He said that he would protect Xiao Wu, who only belonged to him, with his life, but now, Xiao Wu is dead, and he is still alive.

Perhaps people are born with sympathy for the weak, but the misery of Tang San holding Xiao Wu moved many people.

Tang Hao's lips were trembling. Tang San had life again, but the feeling that life was worse than death that had appeared in him also appeared in his son.

Just like Tang San's mother A Yin, Xiao Wu also made the same choice for her lover.

"Martial Soul Palace!"

Tang Hao roared violently, and eight of the nine spirit rings on his body exploded instantly, leaving only the 10-year-old spirit ring that Ah Yin had sacrificed.

Big Sumeru Hammer · Ring Explosion!

The already huge Haotian Hammer transformed again. The threaded handle of the hammer was ten meters long. On the surface of the hammer body, a layer of twisted black was constantly flowing, and the thick aura was like the rolling mountains, giving people an extremely... A sense of calm.

Without touching it, the Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo could still feel the terrifying weight of the Clear Sky Hammer, the domineering aura of the Great Sumeru Hammer, the majestic aura accompanied by the unparalleled powerful aura, and the condensed murderous aura accompanying Tang Hao. His body volleyed with a hammer, exploding eight rings in a row, and the power brought by his anger forced Kikui to temporarily avoid the edge.

"boom--"

A black shadow crashed from the sky like a meteorite, creating a huge semicircular crater on the ground.

"Qiankun Douluo?"

"He actually lost!?"

Those soul masters who had heard about the reputation of Qiankun Douluo could not believe it. The peerless Douluo who competed with the previous generation Haotian Douluo Tang Chen was defeated by the Pope of Wuhun Palace!

How strong is Bibi Dong!

Old Jack slowly climbed out of it holding the Qiankun Halberd. Seeing his miserable state at this moment, everyone couldn't help but take a breath. Starting from his right shoulder, a huge blood mark spread to his left abdomen, almost splitting Old Jack into pieces. Between the two halves, tiny purple-black rays of light kept beating in the bloodstains, and Old Jack's face turned pale. It was obvious that he had suffered a brutal defeat in the battle with Bibi Dong, and almost paid the price with his life.

In the Rakshasa Realm and the Rakshasa Nine Scythes, Bibi Dong's attack even surpassed the limits of human beings and stepped into the threshold of the god level with one foot. Although he was dedicated to the Great Destruction, he was still far away from the god level.

"Chief Jack!"

Tang San's right arm suddenly glowed with red light, and he instantly appeared next to Old Jack. It was one of the 10-year-old soul skills Xiao Wu had given him, teleportation.

"Don't worry, Xiaosan, you won't die."

Old Jack patted Tang San's shoulder lightly and looked around the scene, with a trace of bitterness showing on his lips.

Zhao Wuji was burned alive by the Phoenix flames, and the Golden Holy Dragon was completely torn apart by Demon Bear Douluo. At this moment, the Golden Iron Triangle had fallen into an earthly prison, and Tang Hao temporarily forced back the Chrysanthemum Ghost with the power of the ring explosion, but The power of the ring explosion will eventually weaken over time. The chrysanthemum ghost is so experienced. One releases thousands of chrysanthemums, and the other transforms into a traceless ghost, which is consuming Tang Hao bit by bit.

"drink!"

Swinging a hammer and smashing the Chrysanthemum Cold Blade, Tang Hao resisted the ghost and used a ghost claw to break through the encirclement and rushed to Tang San and Old Jack.

At this moment, Bibi Dong descended from the sky and landed next to Ling Bai. Countless gazes were immediately cast towards her. When these gazes saw that noble and stunning woman, they were all stunned for a moment. She was so elegant and graceful. It's really too eye-catching.

"teacher."

Ling Bai looked sideways, and then his eyes moved slightly. Bibi Dong's state at the moment was indeed a bit strange.

His eyes completely turned into an evil purple-black color, and his aura felt strange to Ling Bai.

"Xiaobai...teacher...I can't control Rakshasa anymore..."

Her voice was hoarse like a snake spitting messages, and the god of Rakshasa was constantly eroding her heart, leading her to fall into the bottomless abyss.

From the moment Bibi Dong returned to the ground, Old Jack has been observing her, discovered her abnormality, and sent a message to Tang Hao: "Tang Hao, do you want Xiao San to live?"

Tang Hao's body trembled and he replied: "Of course, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to climb to the sky."

With Bibi Dong adding the four major titles, even an arrogant person like Tang Hao could not see the hope of survival.

"No, there is a chance now. The God of Rakshasa is the most evil and dark god in the world. The Pope of Wuhun Temple is being affected by the divine will of the God of Rakshasa. He has no way to deal with us for the time being. I have a secret method that can make the mistress alive. Come down, you just need to pay the price."

"What is it?"

"Life, soul."

"Just take it."

Tang Hao laughed loudly, his smile full of heroism and desolation. Xiao Wu could sacrifice her life for Tang San, let alone his father. He took off his storage soul guide and threw it to Tang San.

"Xiaosan, since you were born, your father has not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father. This time, I can trade my father's life for yours. It's worth it! It contains everything you want to know, as well as your mother's position. From now on, , we must take good care of her, come on, old Jack!"

Tang San caught the storage soul guide, and before he could react, a strange black light suddenly erupted beside him. A surging black mist surged out from where Old Jack was, and finally shot straight into the sky like wolf smoke. That explosion Even a titled Douluo couldn't help but feel frightened by the power he showed.

Feeling the surging momentum coming from Old Jack's body, the faces of the four titled Douluo also showed a hint of solemnity. Such a powerful enemy was the first they had encountered in such a long time.

"Ahhh-"

The painful screams sounded, and everyone was stunned. Old Jack pressed his hand on the top of Tang Hao's head, and the screams actually came from Tang Hao's mouth!

"Father!"

Old Jack turned a deaf ear to Tang San's exclamation. As his handprints changed, the black mist began to squirm like a living creature. One of the faces was slowly squeezed out in the squirming motion, and finally turned into a foot-wide An illusory human head whose face was filled with pain, as if it was suffering inhuman torture.

Everyone present was familiar with this face, because it was none other than Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!

As soon as Tang Hao's illusory head appeared, a series of low and strange whining sounds suddenly sounded, and the entire sky was filled with a constant cold wind, which made people feel chilled all over.

The eyes of the four major titles were fixed on Old Jack. Although their hearts were full of fighting spirit, the overwhelming pressure from the sky made them dare not make the slightest move.

The vicissitudes of life-like palms like dry tree bark reached out, and Old Jack grasped Tang Hao's illusory head. The strange, rich black light surged from the palm and poured into the head.

With the crazy infusion of black light, the illusory head also expanded rapidly. In just a moment, it expanded to a width of ten feet. As the head expanded, the pain on Tang Hao's face became much clearer. , the miserable screams of strange souls seeped out faintly, spreading along the dark wind.

When it expanded to about three to four feet, the pain on Tang Hao's face instantly solidified, and an unusually rich black light flashed from the seven orifices, and suddenly exploded under the gaze of countless horrified eyes!

boom--

A loud sound like thunder shook the world, and an extremely terrifying black tide, like a flash flood, poured out overwhelmingly from the exploding Tang Hao's soul, and a strange black light enveloped the entire world.

This time, the darkness came extremely completely, and the bright sun in the sky seemed to disappear out of thin air at this moment. The whole world was completely filled with darkness in an instant.

Darkness enveloped the earth, causing countless people to panic, and soul powers of various colors erupted. However, even with the help of the light of soul power, in this strange dark world, one could still only see within a few meters.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

The sudden darkness caused a sudden commotion in the spirit fighting arena, and panic spread crazily at this moment.

Ling Bai held the sword in his right hand and Bibi Dong in his left hand. He frowned, and a ray of soul power flowed along the meridians, and finally ran up to his eyes, making those strange azure eyes look like bright lights.

The darkness beyond sight began to slowly dissipate, and a world with a hint of azure appeared in Ling Bai's field of vision.

The darkness dissipated, and Ling Bai's eyes instantly stopped at the position of Old Jack and Tang San. In that dark and distant place, a huge black light group was suspended above Old Jack's withered palm. Within the light group, there was condensed A terrifying soul power, which was produced when Tang Hao's soul exploded earlier. At this moment, this energy derived from the soul explosion has been completely controlled by Old Jack.

Even though he could see through the darkness, the dark sky seemed to be able to block even distant sounds, so Ling Bai didn't know whether there was any conversation between Old Jack and Tang San. He could only see a ferocious look on Old Jack's face. , the huge black energy ball in his hands was raised high, and with a sudden push with both palms, the terrifying soul energy turned into a black stream of light and swept towards Tang San.

Even though they were so far apart, Ling Bai still felt a strong soul oppression.

This sudden pressure on the soul was also noticed by a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse.

"What a terrible pressure..."

Yueguan's face turned pale. He found that under the pressure of his soul, all his soul power had been compressed into his body, and no trace of it could leak out. It was definitely not only Tang Hao's soul, but also a kind of soul that far exceeded the limits of human beings. energy.

When everyone was horrified, Old Jack's huge soul energy group suddenly appeared in front of Tang San, without any hesitation, and smashed it down hard. The terrifying wave directly shook the space.

The black curtain that filled the sky suddenly trembled slightly. After a moment, several cracks quietly spread in the black curtain, and the dazzling sunlight poured in, driving away all the darkness in the sky.

The darkness quickly dissipated, and everyone in the spirit fighting arena covered the sudden sunlight with their palms. After a while, they raised their eyes and looked at the distant place.

The light slowly converged, and Old Jack stood there quietly, holding the slender halberd of the Qiankun Halberd with both hands. The black halo on his body dissipated at an alarming speed, but he stood so upright without any feeling of weakness. The luster in his eyes had lost, that blow contained not only Tang Hao's life and soul, but also his life and soul, while Tang San quietly disappeared here...