Dou Po Life Simulator

At the same time as Xiao Ming's words fell, countless eyes from the mountain range were projected towards him again.

The master of the Soul Palace, a figure like this, once had a vicious reputation in Zhongzhou, which was almost frightening. Although he gradually faded out of people's sight due to a long period of seclusion, his ferocious reputation

Famous, but still prosperous...

If one were to rank the most influential people in Zhongzhou, I am afraid that the master of the Soul Palace, Hun Mishisheng, would definitely be among the top!

And Xiao Ming didn't want to give in too much. The leader of the Heavenly Court, a strong fighting saint in his twenties, any identity was enough to scare Zhongzhou.

The duel between the two is eye-catching enough. This battle is the most important one today. One is the Lord of the Soul Palace and the other is the Heavenly Alliance Leader. The battle between the two will determine the outcome of this decisive battle!

"Why don't you wait until they decide the outcome? Although this shouldn't change the final outcome, you can live a little longer."

In full view of everyone, the Master of the Soul Palace stepped out slowly. When he was a hundred feet away from Xiao Ming, he finally paused slowly. He looked up at the latter, smiled faintly, and spoke calmly, not at all because of his current situation.

There was no trace of emotion in the situation.

Xiao Ming's eyes intertwined with those of the Master of the Soul Palace, and the undercurrent surged, and even the air seemed to heat up at this moment.

"The master of the palace is very confident in himself, but don't talk too much about everything, so as not to humiliate yourself."

Xiao Ming said, but he became wary in his heart. He didn't believe that Hun Mie Sheng couldn't sense his realm and dared to be so arrogant when he knew his strength and his fighting power. He probably had some trump card.

.

"Haha, the Soul Palace works without leaving any chance of life. Such a statement is just to treat mediocre people as a big deal. If you care about this, you are just petty after all."

"Because of you, there are a lot of criticisms against me in the clan. When you showed your prominence, I ordered people to capture you. Although they did not despise you, your strength has grown far beyond what anyone could have expected.

, so I let you escape from death many times..."

The Master of the Soul Palace stared at Xiao Ming with a slightly complicated look. This was now a serious problem in the Soul Palace. Before, he thought that his subordinates had contempt for him, so he allowed him to grow up. However, after understanding him, he

I know I really can't blame my subordinates.

Only those who have known Xiao Ming will know how ridiculous Xiao Ming's growth rate is. In just a few years, he has actually reached the point where he can resist the Soul Palace Chamber!

You know, Xiao Ming is only twenty-four years old this year!

Regardless of their hostile identities, Xiao Ming, the master of the Soul Palace, also has some admiration in his heart.

He believed that if it were him, it would be difficult to climb through the bumpy road and finally stand on the top of this continent.

"However, no matter what, I still have unshirkable responsibilities for allowing you to grow up to this point, so this time... I hope to end these responsibilities."

The Master of the Soul Palace smiled, looked at Xiao Ming opposite, whose expression did not change at all, and said slowly.

When Xiao Ming heard the words, he narrowed his eyes, but did not reply. His momentum gradually increased, and the fiery fighting spirit slowly poured out of his body.

Seeing this, the Master of the Soul Palace did not dare to make any excuses, retreated violently, and took the lead in launching an attack.

The dark fighting energy exploded from his body in an instant, turning into countless soul shadows in the eyes of many horrified eyes. These shadows formed a strange formation, surrounding him, and he knelt down with pious expressions on his face.

And at the same time, harsh soul sound waves were emitted from his mouth.

"Ten thousand souls worship!"

Countless soul sound waves condensed in front of the Master of the Soul Palace, and immediately turned into a sound wave sharp arrow, which shot out violently.

Xiao Ming did not choose to resist the advanced heaven-level soul skills. His fighting spirit realm could easily defeat the opponent, but the soul realm was at the same level as the master of the Soul Palace. Even if it was a little stronger, it would still be limited.

"The Wrath of the Underworld!"

Tidal waves of soul sound surged out and collided with each other.

"woo woo woo woo!"

The two soul sound waves collided hard, and for a moment, the sky was filled with overwhelming soul whines. Under these soul sound waves, the faces of many strong men turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces were immediately covered.

They retreated in horror, and the remaining power of the sound waves alone left them vulnerable to a single blow.

In the sky, sound waves collided and spread, and the countless illusory souls surrounding the Master of the Soul Palace also exploded one after another, and were finally blown up. However, they themselves did not seem to be too big under such protection.

of damage.

"The Gate of Death!"

The move failed to work. It was not surprising that the soul was destroyed, but his face was much more solemn. His hands transformed into strange seals. Immediately, rich black energy surged out from the palm of his hand, turning into a huge black door filled with strange aura.

The huge door opened wide, revealing darkness like a black hole. It was unknown what kind of strange space it led to.

"It's actually the Gate of Death!!"

"It is said that this Gate of Death was created by the powerful Emperor Yi Dou in ancient times, and it can swallow all things in the world!"

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the onlookers also flashed a look of surprise. It was not because Xiao Ming was able to deal with the Wanhun worshiper of Hun Miesheng so easily, but because Hun Miesheng actually had

Such a wonder.

This Gate of Death is quite strange, because it is completely different from ordinary fighting skills. It cannot even be said to be a fighting skill. Instead, it is more appropriate to call it a space created by practicing alone.

This space is extremely difficult to sacrifice. The space inside the door is filled with the breath of death. Even if a strong Fighting Saint is sucked into it, if he cannot break out, he will be eroded by the breath of death and die. Moreover, after his death,

The essence and blood in his body will also become the nourishment for the Gate of Death, making it more tyrannical. In ancient times, this Gate of Death also caused many strong people to fight for it. Unexpectedly, it fell to the soul in the end.

In the hands of the palace, it was successfully refined.

"Haha, Xiao Ming, this Gate of Death was specially lent by this temple from a senior in the clan. If the Seven-Star Fighting Sage enters it, there is only one way to die. Isn't that enough to respect you?"

After taking out the Door of Death, the Master of the Soul Palace felt more secure and burst into laughter.

"The Gate of Death is actually this thing."

There was a hint of surprise in Xiao Ming's eyes. The Door of Death could indeed pose a threat to him. If it were suddenly released during the battle and captured him, there would be nothing he could do.

However, now that he is vigilant, trying to catch him is nothing more than wishful thinking.

In fact, there is no way to destroy the soul. He originally planned to release it suddenly during the battle. If he fought in close quarters, he was afraid that he would not be able to release the door of death.

(End of chapter)