Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 207 Shura Divine Shadow! The gods retreat! The out-of-control purple dragon!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 207 Shura Divine Shadow! The gods retreat! The out-of-control purple dragon!

"If you don't want to disperse, no wonder I forcefully stop you!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the spiritual power in his palm suddenly surged!

Boom~!

There was a loud noise! ​​The light element energy that kept pouring towards Zijun dissipated between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye!

Thump~!

After falling to the ground, Zilong patted his chest, gasped for air and said fearfully.

"It's really evil! That energy is clinging to me inexplicably! It almost caused me to break through! Humph!"

Listening to Zilong's words about Versailles, several people were stunned for a moment, and after returning to their senses, they looked at Zilong with different expressions.

"Zilong... don't talk like this around outsiders from now on."

Long Haochen turned his head and glanced at the two ghost figures, and reminded them in a low voice.

"Why? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Zilong turned to look at Long Haochen, who was half a height taller than him, and asked.

"The wording is fine, but the combination is a bit deserving of a beating! Hahaha!"

The old man in gray robe and white hair moved his ears, stroking his beard and interrupted with a smile.

Thump~!

Ye Hua hurriedly pulled Long Haochen and Zilong to kneel down on one knee and perform the knight's salute.

The two ghost figures standing in the distance had already knelt on the ground when they saw the old man coming out.

"Xiaolong! Kneel down quickly! This is the most basic respect for a strong knight."

Seeing Zilong who refused to kneel down and salute, Ye Hua nervously urged him in a low voice.

"Don't kneel! Dad said that in this life, I can kneel to heaven, kneel to my parents, kneel to my teachers, and kneel to my benefactors. Others cannot kneel."

Holding his arms in his arms, Zilong stubbornly turned his head to the side, refusing to kneel down and worship even after saying anything.

Seeing the purple dragon looking for death, the ghost figure kneeling in the distance raised the corner of its mouth and sneered and whispered.

"Ha! He dares to be so presumptuous in the face of a ninth-level powerhouse. This kid may have a short life..."

The smile did not disappear. The old man in gray robe and white hair looked down at Zilong with a kind face.

The cute little guy in front of you can tell your thoughts at a glance.

Not only was he unwilling in words, but the expression on his face was also full of unwillingness.

——How rare! There is such a simple-minded doll in the world.

This child must be born with great blessings, hahaha!

What the old man said is not unreasonable. It can be found in the Holy Demon Continent where there are many demons, intrigues and dangers.

If you can still maintain a pure heart and live to this day, you are not a very lucky person.

After all... there are really blessed people in this world. God is afraid that he will die young, so he will deliberately arrange for noble people to help him.

"That's all! Such a baby is really rare, and this old man is not an unreasonable person. Get up... Hahaha!"

The old man in gray robe and white hair held his beard and laughed, not caring about Zilong's rude behavior.

"Hmph! Why should I kneel down! But this brat won't kneel down! I don't accept it!"

Standing up, Onimu gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Zilong and the gray-robed, white-haired old man.

Turning around and glancing at Onimu, Zilong spoke again.

Those words that make people so angry that they don't pay for their lives are so annoying no matter how you hear them.

"You don't have to kneel down! No one is forcing you. If you call me a brat, I'll get angry! The consequences will be serious!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" As soon as Zilong finished speaking, Oniwu, feeling aggrieved and angry in his heart, rushed out!

After releasing his hands, Zilong was equally excited and was born as the second son of the Zi family.

He is as naughty and mischievous as Zi Mo, ever since he could walk and run.

I have suffered countless injuries, big and small, from the mythical beasts in the God Realm, ranging from adult beasts to cubs.

There is no one that the two of them dare not offend.

At first, the divine beast was wary of Zi Jun, and the Lord of the God Realm did not dare to fight back because of his dignity.

Until Zi Jun found out about his doll, he immediately declared a fair duel.

As long as there are no missing arms or legs or life-threatening injuries, he won't care if he fights back to protect himself.

From then on, it was common for the two little devils to suffer from bruises and swollen faces.

But most of them are transformed cubs of mythical beasts that are much more defeated.

"Come on!" Zilong raised his right fist high and struck at Oniwu!

Without using his spiritual power, his physical strength is comparable to that of a mythical beast! Or even worse!

Like a humanoid beast!

Bang ~ click!

A wave of transparent air shook around!

The fists of the two collided together. How could Oniwu's mortal body be able to withstand it?

I saw that his entire right hand was twisted left and right, and the bones were broken in an exaggerated curve!

"Ah~! My hand!" Oniwu knelt down and hugged him in pain, crying out in pain with his right hand.

"You deserve it! You don't listen to good people! You are so weak and you have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourself."

After leaving a few words, Zilong turned around and walked back without looking back.

There was a fierce light in his eyes! Oniwu summoned his long sword and stabbed the purple dragon in the back without hesitation!

"Be careful behind you!" Long Haochen and Ye Hua looked shocked and shouted at Zilong in unison.

But it was too late for the two of them to speak, and Oniwu's long sword stabbed Zilong hard behind him.

Ding~!

There was a crisp sound of impact, and Oniwu, who failed in his sneak attack, was knocked back several steps by a blast of platinum energy.

The golden dragon scale armor is clearly visible behind the purple dragon.

The dragon scale battle armor that you are born with can not only actively protect you, but its defensive power is also terrifyingly strong!

Even a first-level god can withstand one or two blows with all his strength!

Unless Zilong takes the initiative to speak and refuses to use it, the dragon scale battle armor will take the initiative to protect the master!

Looking back at Onimu holding the sword with a gloomy expression, a fierce light flashed in Zilong's eyes!

"Seeking death!" The phantom of the ancestral dragon appeared on his arm!

The blue-gray dragon scales seemed to come alive, attached to the entire arm of the purple dragon!

Boom~!

A punch hit Onimu's right hand! His right hand, which was already broken, shattered like a bubble!

Scarlet blood spattered all around! It seemed as if he was angry.

Zilong grabbed Onimu's left hand and stepped on his chest with his short right leg.

Seeing this scene, Guiying looked furious! He released his spiritual power, picked up the long sword, and killed the purple dragon!

"Let go of my son! The yellow-mouthed kid will take his life!" the ghost shouted.

Phew~!

He tore off Oniwu's left hand forcefully, and Oniwu's feet were so painful that he burst into tears.

In his eyes, the purple dragon at this time was like an evil ghost, which was frightening!

With a kick, the ghost warrior at his feet flew away. Zilong summoned his battle armor and wrapped it around his body!

A terrifying aura rushed toward several people!

"What... what! The fourth-level knight!" the gray-robed, white-haired old man said in disbelief.

The red-eyed Zilong seemed to be out of control, Gu Yuena's words kept replaying in his mind.

——If the other party wants to kill you! Don’t hold back!

Those who respect others! People will always respect them! Those who kill people! People will always kill them!

"Aniang said... If someone wants to kill me, I can kill them too! This is your own choice!"

The purple dragon's eyes gradually turned blood red, and red clouds covered the entire holy mountain!

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, there is a person covered in blood with six arms on his back! A blood-colored divine ring is suspended behind him!

The evil Shura ghost, who looks exactly like Zijun and has scarlet pupils, stands on the nine heavens like a giant!

The shadow of Shura! Ten thousand Buddhas are worshiping the sect! All ghosts and gods should avoid it!

The blue-gray ancestral dragon shadow behind him gradually turned blood red!

At this time, the purple dragon is like Shura God coming to the world, vowing to kill the evil in the world!

Fight violence with violence! It has always been synonymous with Shura!

Boom~!

Golden energy collided with blood-red energy! The former only lasted for a few breaths before being blown away!

Holding the Sword of Creation in his hand, Zilong walked slowly towards the ghost shadow.

"Death~!" The purple dragon with scarlet eyes showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face!

Weird and abnormal!

(End of chapter)