Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

After a long time, Tang Chen hurried over.

Seeing the projection of the consciousness of the Shura God, he still stood there unruly. Even if the God was here, he would not let himself take off his pride.

"You want to pass on the Shura God position to Tang San?"

There was anger between his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Just now, I have completed the Shura Nine Trials, and now you tell me to pass the God position to him?"

--Humph, the Shura shadow sneered.

"Peerless Douluo, His Majesty Haotian?"

"If you hadn't obtained the inheritance of the God position, how could you have reached the position of Peerless Douluo?"

"You should learn to be grateful, instead of blaming me here!"

The shadow's tone was indifferent and ruthless.

Passing on the Shura God position to others means that he and Tang Chen have completely torn their faces.

"You are a waste with a broken spirit. Look at your incomprehensible body. How can you covet the inheritance of the God King?"

"Tang Chen, your greatest role is to sacrifice the soul power and body of the peerless Douluo to Tang San to prove the godhood."

After saying that, he took the lead in launching the attack.

With the will, the whistling edge pierced through the air and wiped towards Tang Chen's throat.

"No!"

"He is my grandfather!"

Tang San shouted anxiously.

Pretending to be reluctant, but he knew in his heart that only Tang Chen's death would be in his best interest.

In the original work, Tang San "painfully" accepted the sacrifice of Xiao Wu, Titan Giant Ape and Sky Blue Bull Python, and vowed to avenge them.

——Clang!

An accident occurred.

Perhaps this Shura Sword whistling in the wind is not as strong as Han Tao imagined, so at this moment, the long edge was intercepted by the Vajra Hammer made by Haotian Sect.

"Hmph, a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The killing intent and murderous aura gathered again, and this time the sharpness shattered the diamond hammer and even cut off Tang Chen's finger bones.

Tang Chen groaned.

He used his breath soul power to wrap the injured finger bones, but his broken fingers made him unable to lift the Clear Sky Hammer.

"What is a waste? How can it block the sharpness of the Shura Sword?"

But suddenly

Tang Chen's mouth suddenly grinned coldly: "Want to kill me?"

"The artifact Shura Sword?"

"It sounds good, but in fact it is just the extreme strength. If my Clear Sky Hammer is not damaged, how can you hurt me?"

"Besides, with your body condensed with killing intent, how much power can you bear from the gods?"

The Shura Demon Sword and the Sea God Trident are both extreme.

Under the world, only the combination of the Sea God and the Angel and the Nether White Tiger can prove the divine product.

The Heartbroken Red of Lovesickness and the Tower of Dimensions are exceptions among exceptions.

"Unwarranted struggle!"

The Asura phantom sneered.

Tang Chen spoke faster, his eyes were wanton, and he didn't even regret his life.

"Besides."

"The consciousness residing in the martial soul, every time it draws power, it is a loss to the soul."

Snake Spear Douluo was a little surprised.

Glancing at Liu Erlong, he asked: "Your Majesty Haotian, what's the point of saying this?"

"He is asking for help!"

"What?"

"Isn't Tang Chen already the strongest in the world, who can help him?"

Liu Erlong uttered two words lightly: Han Tao!

Yu Xiaogang was puzzled: "Why?"

"Your Majesty Haotian, who has lost his martial soul, has lost the threat to Han Tao."

"Han Tao doesn't want Tang Chen to inherit the Asura God, nor does he want Tang San to inherit the Asura God. Both possibilities are not in his interest."

"So. What does Han Tao want?"

Everyone was silent.

No one could guess Han Tao's intentions, or even say. They didn't know what kind of chips Han Tao had in his hands?

"I want the Shura Sword to break!"

Located in the abyss, in a quiet and safe place, looking up at Lan Yin.

--Suddenly

The boundless vibration deep in the earth veins, and the tornado in the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire, connected and resonated.

"Sword Douluo, how many materials are needed to recast the Seven Killing Swords?"

"There is still a lot missing!"

"What if the Shura Sword is added?"

"Almost."

Chen Xin looked up at the sky.

Outside the soil, it was dark and he couldn't see anything.

Even observing the surrounding terrain depends on the sensitivity of the Titled Douluo.

"This is."

Tang Chen suddenly laughed.

It was not a laughing situation, it could even be said to be particularly bleak, because making this decision meant that he had completely lost the possibility of inheriting the throne of God.

Looking at the end of the sight, there was a turbulent sea, and an old friend was waiting for his return.

"I may miss the appointment!"

Immersed in sadness for a long time, when he raised his head again.

There was frost in his eyes.

"Do you know?"

"The Clear Sky Hammer is nothing more than an ultimate martial spirit, and it is an ultimate martial spirit known for its sturdiness!"

The projection of the consciousness of the Shura God was high above, and when he saw Tang Chen's posture before the curtain fell, he lost some of his elegance.

Arrogant, but puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"The Clear Sky Hammer, known for its sturdiness, can't stop Han Tao's resonance, so how can your Shura Sword withstand it?"

The projection of consciousness sneered, like the calmness of a strong man: "Absurd!"

"As ridiculous as you are, you are still a peerless Douluo, but you actually measure the power of the gods with the level of a soul master?"

Having said this, he looked cautiously at the wind flowing in the air.

Shuttled through the world at a very fast speed, with an arrogant tone: "Han Tao's offensive?"

"The premise of destructive power bursting out is to hit. The Shura Sword is not your shitty Haotian Hammer. How can Han Tao hit me?"

The vibrating tornado is spreading.

Compared to the speed of the Shura Sword, the speed of the earth veins and the tornado is too slow, and it can't catch up with its tail gas at all.

"Really?"

Outside the sunset forest, a noble woman slowly walked out.

Elegant, calm, confident, holding a wine glass, holding a scepter, with soft eyebrows and eyes, it is difficult to see the emotion.

"You are."

"The Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!"

Yu Xiaogang really didn't understand why she appeared here? And at such a critical moment.

Pah! Pah!

Clap your palms gently, and two figures rushed out of the dense forest.

"Ashura God is the natural enemy of Rakshasa"

"Han Tao has been preparing for a long time to encircle and suppress you."

Gently brushing the ten thousand year soul ring of "Dark Blue Silver Grass", Bibi Dong smiled tenderly: "The ultimate demon spider toxin is really a good bait."

It has been a long, long, long time.

The Titled Douluo who has not appeared: Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, suddenly stood proudly above the Asura Sword.

"The indestructible body of Vajra made Chrysanthemum Douluo almost die, but the power of Nine Heart Begonia is higher than death!"

Han Tao smiled foolishly with a soft glance.

Under the gray, there was Ye Lingling's thoughtless gaze.

"What?"

"I am the projection of God. You are so bold to want to defeat God!"

The projection of Asura God had a bad premonition in his heart.

Because after Tang Chen woke up, he never heard any information about Chrysanthemum Douluo again. This is a forgotten Titled Douluo.

"The Wonderful Chrysanthemum, the Ultimate Martial Spirit!"

"And this place is the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire."

Yueguan and Guimei stood up one after another.

The position was just right, forming an angle around the Shura Sword.

The rhythmic wind, the surging air waves, the rolling forward time, like a frozen picture, moving forward towards the Shura Sword.

——Yin-Yang Stillness Field