Douluo: Refuse to join Shrek at the beginning

"Yes."

Regarding the stone giant, Ye Lengleng and the others had no intention of hiding it before, so it was easy for Oscar to guess the identity of this stone-like soul beast.

At this time, Ye Lenglen turned his attention to Yan.

Yan was just stunned for a moment before he understood what she meant.

Step forward and slowly hold out the Tanol.

Obviously Ye Lengleng meant to let Yan take care of it a little. After all, among everyone, Yan seemed to be the more calm.

Ye Lenglen himself picked off a petal of the Begonia of Life and placed it on Tainuo's chest. Then, under the gaze of everyone, he integrated the rich life energy into his body.

Immediately, she focused on the Arahant.

Since he was a sacrifice, it didn't take much effort for Ye Lenglen to absorb the seventh soul ring. But it was different for Arhat. At this moment, he was still in the process of climbing!

As time passed by, the bloody soul ring on the head of the Arhat became more bewitching! In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed, and there was already a layer of fine beads of sweat on the Arhat's forehead. To everyone's surprise,

These sweat beads are actually purple, as if the power of destruction is contained in them.

At this time, the purple energy around the Arhat's body changed again. The purple silk threads began to condense together and turned into circles of purple halo. There were nine halos in each. They first expanded around the Arhat's body.

Come. Then it contracts again and hits the Arhat's body hard, and the cycle continues like this!

Obviously, at this moment, the Arhat has already increased the life span of his eighth soul ring to an even higher level!

Because a golden line has appeared on the bloody soul ring above the head, which means that the Arhat has now started to attack the eighth soul ring, two hundred thousand years ago!

If it was easy for Arhat before, it is no longer the case now. Every time the purple halo hits the Arhat's body, it will cause the Arhat's body to tremble, and there will be more sweat on his forehead.

Even for an Arhat with such a powerful physique, it is inevitably a bit overwhelming. Two hundred thousand, that is something that even a strong Contra-level warrior may not be able to bear when he is promoted to a Titled Douluo.

But Arhat starts at level 80!

"Han..."

Ye looked at this scene coldly, with worry on her face. Tears flowed out uncontrollably. Under the instinctive impulse, she wanted to rush forward to stop Arhat from continuing. But she warned herself in her heart: Believe,

Can't stop!

However, Arhat's current situation is pretty good, and there are still four people paying attention. But Xie Yue is different...

At this moment, the road to hell.

"Uh-huh——"

A strong sense of pain swept through the whole body.

To be honest, Xie Yue's body is not that strong.

But when it comes to the choice of absorbing the eighth soul ring, he and Arhat are the same. They have to break through the limit! It's just that one has a shock of 200,000 years, while the other has a shock of 100,000 years.

At this time, Xie Yue has been dyed red with blood!

Bright red blood beads began to overflow from under Xie Yue's skin, and they overflowed from his body in a steady stream. So the blood at this moment dyed his clothes red, and also dyed the ground under him red. Even the seven orifices were covered with blood.

With blood flowing now, Xie Yue's body was shaking violently, as if it might topple over at any time. However, his belief still did not relax at all.

As long as the belief remains unchanged, the growth of years will not stop.

Xie Yue has only one thought, don’t let it go!

He doesn't want his own strength to fall behind too many Arhats!

Perhaps both of them at this moment have inherited the divine throne.

Moreover, these gods are all at the same level as god-kings.

But Xie Yue knows that there is still a big difference between himself and Arhat! It may not seem obvious, but in fact he knows it.

The God of Death, Xiupruos, had already appeared beside Xie Yue at this time, and his brows were furrowed. Since becoming the God of Death, he has almost never shown such hesitation.

Decisiveness seems to be his instinct.

But today, it broke.

The successor of Lord Shura God cannot fail in the assessment, but in the end he fails in absorbing the god-given soul ring.

It would be ridiculous if this were really the case.

He felt that Xie Yue's body was close to collapse. After all, one hundred thousand years was really a chasm. However, he found that Xie Yue's unparalleled persistence seemed to exude a special power, which helped his body to persevere.
It has to be said that the God of Death, Xiupu Ruosi, has already felt a trace of recognition in his heart. He is sure that at least when he accepted the test for the God of Death, he did not have such persistence and belief!

In other words, it's still a little worse.

After a while... "Yeah!"

"Pfft——"

The spilled blood exploded in a splatter.

The God of Killing took action without saying a word.

But just when the divine power is about to come into contact...

"Buzz——"

The mark between Xie Yue's eyebrows stopped him.

"Lord Shura God!"

The God of Death Xiupu Ruosi was shocked when he saw this!

Then he quickly knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.

At this time, God Shura's voice slowly came out, "Xiupruos, don't stop him. Let him continue. If my successor can't even do this, then he is not qualified."

"Yes!"

The look in the eyes of the God of Death Xiupruos changed instantly!

After the marks between Xie Yue's eyebrows converged, the God of Death Xiupu Ruosi slowly stood up. At this moment, when he looked at Xie Yue again, there was no hesitation in his eyes, only agreement and determination were left.

The next second, his figure disappeared.

The next issue of absorbing the soul ring has nothing to do with him.

He no longer has to stay here and be a nanny for Xie Yue.

Not long after the God of Death, Xiupu Ruosi, disappeared, the splattered blood instantly dyed red and continuously impacted Xie Yue's body. The next moment, a huge blood-colored halo, which was a hundred thousand year soul ring, appeared.

, appeared around Xie Yue.

At this moment, Xie Yue had only one feeling in his last consciousness. His body had been broken and turned into powder floating in the air. But this broken feeling brought him unprecedented joy. The next moment, he could feel

What I saw was a sea of ​​red. It seemed that I had been immersed in the bloody world.

The Eighth Soul Ring: One hundred thousand years, he succeeded!

And on the other side, there is the Arhat.

"Drink——"

With a loud shout, there was only a bloody soul ring with two golden lines left on the top of the Arhat's head, representing two hundred thousand years.

At the same time, his heart began to beat.

"Dongdongdong——"

Just like playing a drum, sonorous and powerful!

A purple-gold brilliance also lights up in the heart!

At this moment, Arhat also successfully absorbed it!

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