Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Audacity!"

Davis roared angrily.

After hearing the conspiracy between the ghosts and the dark evil tiger, a strong will to survive surged in my heart.

Zhu Zhuyun has already gone to the nearest Qibao Glazed Sect to ask for help, and his father will soon get the news, but it will take some time.

"snort!"

"You don't think you have any means of struggle, do you?"

The ghost looked away contemptuously.

The soul power of the titled Douluo was like an invisible blade, oppressing Davis' body.

"These... can't stop me!"

The Star Luo Empire's meditation method works instinctively.

This kind of meditation method born in a unique cultural region is usually useless under normal circumstances, but when attacking high-level soul masters, it can significantly reduce one's disadvantages.

Trembling, Davis stood up with difficulty.

"For plotting the secret realm of the Star Luo Empire, has the Spirit Hall thought about the price to pay?"

"Evil-eyed white tiger, possessed!"

Martial spirits can enhance all attributes of a soul master.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, tiger's claws sprouted from the ends of Davis' arms, and black stripes alternated on his body.

Gui Mei stroked his chin casually: "It's interesting!"

As a titled Douluo, he has the arrogance of a titled Douluo, not to mention that the strength of the "ghost" martial spirit is at the top, even higher than that of the evil-eyed white tiger.

"The second soul skill, the gate of hell!"

Four blood-red rays of light rose in the four directions of east, south, west, and north. Stone gates made of skeletons. Each stone gate was inlaid with dozens of thick black chains.

The chains moved forward, intertwining with each other, blocking Davis's movement space.

The terrifying aura and coercion once again crushed Davis to the ground.

"The gap in hard power."

Gritting his teeth in anger, his sharp claws pierced the center of his fist to draw blood, which also triggered his own soul skills.

"The first soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

"The fifth soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"The sixth soul skill, White Tiger Demon God Transformation!"

Amplification-like soul skills, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger's whole body strength increased by 50%, 100%, and 150%. The geometric multiples exploded and accumulated, allowing Davis to surpass Ghost Douluo's basic strength in a short time.

With terrifying power sweeping through his body, Davis broke free from the shackles of the Ghost Gate, stretched out his sharp claws, and stabbed at Ghost Douluo's neck.

"The real ghost!"

The ghostly figure flickered into nothingness.

Even if the evil-eyed white tiger on the power side has an advantage when it explodes, it is in a state of nothingness and is immune to any form of material damage.

"snort!"

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Davis immediately changed his offensive and swung his sharp claws towards the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

The Dark Demon Evil God raised his metacarpal bone and started to attack Davis.

——tear

It was the sound of metal colliding. Ghost Douluo looked at the center of the battlefield. The outcome was without exception that Davis fell to the ground.

"Soul master, compete with soul beasts for strength?"

"Young boy from the Dai family of the Star Luo Empire, it seems that you are too stupid!"

The ghost's lips taunted.

"It's just a slight disadvantage, but it's because my system has not yet been formed."

"If I were allowed to obtain the true form of the martial spirit and the White Tiger Netherworld Transformation, I would definitely be able to defeat it easily."

Confidence flashed in Davis' eyes.

The strength at this time is no longer Han Tao's derivation, but his own strength that rivals the 90,000-year-old assault system. He has witnessed the strength of the system's gain and its bright and bright future.

Gui Mei secretly thought: "The power in the Soul Saint period is so terrifying. Isn't he another Han Tao? This boy must not be kept!"

Thus, he triggered his strongest attack.

"The ninth soul skill, infinite ghost shadow devouring!"

Under the empty space, a crack-like black hole was torn open, and countless ghost figures poured out of it.

The ghost shadow passed through Davis' body, and violent explosion sounds were heard one after another.

"Can bear it!"

Davis breathed out hard.

Gui Mei's soul skill is enough to severely damage a hundred thousand year soul beast, but his "White Tiger Three Transformations" burst state is not inferior to that of a hundred thousand year soul beast.

"Someone is coming!"

The wind suddenly blew against the side of the ghost's face.

Looking into the distance, Ghost Douluo saw a wisp of black jumping. He was very familiar with this kind of power.

"The power of the netherworld!"

"The evil-eyed white tiger's martial soul fusion, Zhu Zhuyun is coming!"

variable!

Although Davis is the Soul Emperor, he is not weak. It would be even harder to deal with them if their martial souls are fused. Ghost Douluo has suffered in this regard.

Behind Zhu Zhuyun, Sword Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Ning Rongrong were in the sky, approaching at extremely fast speeds.

But he didn't see Han Tao.

"When the Wuhun Palace is in action, we must not fall short of the mark!"

"Dark Evil God Tiger, quickly use the Arena of Life and Death to kill Davis. I will block them for you."

"okay!"

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger nodded firmly.

The evil hook at the tail moved forward, piercing the air, space and time, and accurately hit Davis' body.

"how"

Davis had been hit hard and was unable to escape.

The thoughts, memories, and souls of the two people were projected into the time and space of a certain evil god, and they started a life-and-death contest.

"Davis"

Zhu Zhuyun was crying as he supported Davis.

Rongrong stepped forward and put his finger on Davis' nose to feel the breath: "Well, he's not dead yet."

"It's really a strange soul skill. It's somewhat similar to Han Tao's use of mental power and the separation of body and soul."

"Let's observe and observe."

Sword Douluo slashed out his sword.

It brushed past the ghost's body, but failed to cause substantial damage.

"Your Majesty Sword Douluo, the plan of the Spirit Hall has been completed."

"You are late!"

After the ghost's words fell, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

Davis, who fell into Zhu Zhuyun's arms, faded like light and shadow, as if he had never existed in this world.

"It seems that he is dead!" Ning Rongrong told the truth.

Perhaps it was some grief, Zhu Zhuyun looked dazed.

She couldn't help but think of her sister, and at this moment she could finally understand her sister's feelings.

Ghost Douluo smiled contemptuously: "Davis is really ridiculous, bragging about some bullshit enhancement system here, let's see if he can see tomorrow?"

"Dai Mubai is dead, Davis is also dead, where should the Xingluo Empire go."

The smile is ironic.

Describe the words of victory.

And just in the atmosphere of stalemate between the two sides, a certain terrifying soul beast gradually revived.

The whole body was black, gloomy like fog, it opened its mouth slightly: "I won after all!"

"The winner gets everything, I devoured his martial soul and took away the life of the evil-eyed white tiger."

Hold the Seven Killing Sword horizontally, in a defensive posture.

Jian Douluo's perception was sensitive, and he had already discovered that the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger in front of him was surging.

Ninety thousand years, one hundred thousand years, eleven thousand years, and finally stopped at sixteen thousand years.

"This is."

Stretching out his palm, Ning Fengzhi suddenly looked up at the sky.

Tick!

Tick!

The raindrops collided with the ground, and a crisp sound popped out.

Darkness enveloped the earth, and the sun was also blocked. The dark clouds, as thick as ink, drowned the breath of the entire forest.

The wind and clouds changed, and the thunder symphony.

"A hundred thousand year soul beast breaks through, and a heavenly tribulation will be born!"

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong looked behind her.

Under the shadows, the soul master in black robes walked out slowly, staring at the raindrops falling from the sky, and smiled gently.

"Yes, a heavenly tribulation!"