Dou Po Life Simulator

At this moment, there was a sudden thunderous explosion in the sky, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

I saw that the space passage built by the ancestor of the Dan Pagoda suddenly exploded open, and immediately two figures flew out from it. They each stepped back hundreds of steps before slowly regaining their balance.

"Danta Ancestor and the others are coming out!"

Seeing the two figures emerging from the space passage, voices of surprise suddenly sounded in the mountains.

The eyes of Xiao Ming and Hun Miesheng were also attracted.

"Hey, the old ghost really has a lot of brushes..."

Hun Qianmo steadied himself in the sky. He didn't seem to be in any awkward condition, and he didn't even move his clothes much.

However, a strong man above the Fighting Saint level could tell at a glance that the fighting spirit in this guy's body had been consumed to a terrifying level. This shows how brutal the fight between the two people was in that space.

In the distance, the Danta ancestor just smiled faintly and did not speak.

"Elder Qianmo, what was the result?"

Although the Master of the Soul Palace is pessimistic about the victory of the old man Heimei, he still has high hopes for Huihun Qianmo. If he can win, it doesn't matter if Heimei loses.

But the result was to disappoint him. Hun Qianmo and the Danta Ancestor looked at each other, and then said:

"It's a tie..."

The difference in strength between the two is not very big. If they really want to fight to the death, they can indeed win or lose, but obviously, neither of them can really do this.

Hearing this, the Master of the Soul Palace frowned, obviously not satisfied with the result.

"Don't be dissatisfied. With this old monster intervening, it's good to get a draw..."

Hun Qianmo sat down next to Hun Miesheng and said lightly.

Immediately, he glanced at the Door of Death and Silence next to Hun Mie Sheng, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect you to be able to lend this secret treasure. With this secret treasure, it should be no problem to face Xiao Ming. In three games, he can at least fight

It’s even, no, and…”

Hun Qianmo had not finished speaking, but what he said was that the black-browed old man was destined to lose. Hun Miesheng frowned and wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by a scream.

Looking up, he saw that the black-browed old man was directly stabbed in the chest by Zi Yan with a gun, and the blood with a faint golden light slowly flowed out along the tip of the gun and dripped into the sky.

At this moment, the black-browed old man only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and a breath of death quietly emerged from the depths of his heart.

He also believed in the evil of soul-destroying life, saying that soul attacks are effective against monsters, and no matter how effective they are, they must be able to defeat the opponent. That little girl's spatial attainments are simply not comparable to those of ordinary six-star fighting saints.

The old man with black eyebrows was not an ordinary person. After a moment, he hurriedly suppressed the confusion in his heart. At the same time, a trace of cruelty appeared on his withered face. At this critical moment, he would not think that the other party would let go if he gave in.

If you don't fight yourself, you will definitely die!

Suddenly, his body swelled violently, and the fighting energy in his body also violently rioted.

"Self-destruction..."

Seeing this scene, Zi Yan's expression did not change at all. She raised the tip of the spear and heard a click, and actually tore the opponent's body into two pieces.

However, even though the black-browed old man's body was torn into two pieces, his body was still expanding rapidly. Finally, there was a bang, and a shocking energy storm carried blood mist and exploded.

The blood mist spread slowly and finally dissipated. Zi Yan's figure was still suspended in the sky. The vast power of space formed an invisible barrier around her. The impact caused by the self-destruction did not cause any damage to her.

"laugh!"

Zi Yan's gaze swept across indifferently, and then she suddenly took a step forward. The space in front of her rippled, and the spear in her hand was swung out again.

A soul suddenly emerged from the blood mist and sped away, but Zi Yan's shot seemed to span the space.

Directly nailed to this soul.

"ah!"

With a scream, this soul completely died.

This scene shocked everyone watching the battle, and the faces of Hun Mie Sheng and Hun Qian Mo suddenly became extremely ugly.

"You are looking for death!"

"During the competition, death and injury are inevitable. Why is the palace master so angry..."

Xiao Ming glanced at Zi Yan, and then said leisurely, with a faint tone that made the veins of Hun Miesheng and the two of them bulge.

"Okay, very good!"

With an angry laugh, Hun Miesheng suddenly disappeared on the spot, and a sound like angry thunder suddenly sounded in Xiao Ming's ears. Immediately, the space beside him was distorted, and the cold-faced Hun Miesheng appeared, and in the dead silence

The door was swallowed towards Xiao Ming like lightning. Looking at it, he actually wanted to take Xiao Ming directly into it.

"snort!"

Faced with the attack of Soul Destruction, Xiao Ming's eyes flashed with cold light, and he took a small step back, but suddenly appeared a hundred feet away.

Before the attack was successful, Hun Miesheng's figure flashed and appeared on the giant door. He sat cross-legged and stared at Xiao Ming with a gloomy look. Immediately, his handprints changed, and suddenly black light surged in the door.

, turned into a black beam several feet in size, and suddenly shot out.

The speed of the beam was extremely fast, and when it was shot out, it enveloped Xiao Ming's entire body.

After entering Xiao Ming into the Gate of Death and Silence, a smile appeared on Hun Mingsheng's face. Those who entered the Gate of Death and Silence have not yet come out alive. When the breath of death inside has eroded away Xiao Ming's fighting spirit, the latter will

His life or death depends on his mood.

"Hmph, during the competition, death and injury are inevitable, right? In this case, you can't blame this palace master for your death!"

"You seem happy?"

"What!"

Suddenly, a playful voice came from the ear of the Master of the Soul Palace.

When Hun Mie Sheng heard this, he was immediately startled and subconsciously wanted to run away.

"You can't escape!"

Just as Hun Mie Sheng moved, a voice came again. The former's pupils suddenly shrank, black flames surged from his backhand, and a fierce palm exploded out.

"boom!"

As soon as the fierce palm wind of Hun Mie Sheng was swung out, it was as if it encountered an invisible barrier, and only a loud noise was heard. The sound of bones breaking was heard from the former's palm, and the energy came back,

A mouthful of blood immediately surged up Dehun Miesheng's throat, but he forcefully swallowed it.

After swallowing a mouthful of blood, Hun Miesheng was so frightened that his mind trembled. He knew there was a gap between him and Xiao Ming, but he never expected that the gap was so big. The two were not on the same level at all.

This thought passed through his mind, and just when Hun Miesheng was about to use a secret method to increase his speed, a slightly cold palm gently appeared between his neck. The cold temperature made Hun Miesheng's body stiffen.

.

"you dare!"

When Hun Qianmo saw Xiao Ming suddenly appear behind Hun Miesheng, he knew something was wrong. Seeing this, he immediately shouted loudly and grabbed the space around Xiao Ming with his palm.

Xiao Ming ignored him, and secret energy surged out from his hand. Hun Miesheng's head instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and the remaining energy was still running around wildly, and in an instant, his body was exploded.

A mess.

(End of chapter)