Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

Nine-headed bat

It is the most powerful blade of peerless Douluo Tang Chen, but it is also the biggest flaw of Shura God Tang Chen!

"Damn it!" His expression was dark.

His heart trembled and he tightened his eyebrows.

Thousands of woven spider silks were quietly entwining his body, but the airflow driven by his body could not sweep away these divine items.

The devouring power was twitching the flesh tissue of his own nine-headed bat.

"Nine-headed bat is the controller of blood and virus."

Han Tao rubbed his forehead and said: "Without the organizational structure of the nine-headed bat, it is difficult to control his own blood. At the same time, the toxicity of the Yellow Spring Dew will affect his mind."

"However, the toxicity of the Yellow Spring Dew has not been amplified by the Snow Swan Kiss, so these effects are not fatal to him."

Ning Rongrong blinked tenderly.

"Normally, it is true, but he is now an exception to the fate."

He suddenly reminded: "Han Tao, don't you forget where this is?"

"Sunset Forest, Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire?"

Jian Douluo responded in a daze.

Suddenly, Han Tao was stunned, and some speculation surged in his heart.

"This is exactly the place where Ning Rongrong activated the power of the Snow Swan Kiss."

"Perhaps, there are still very few Snow Swan Kiss left in the poison barrier of the entire Sunset Forest?"

In the Sunset Forest, the poison barrier engulfed every space, which was a completely dense toxin.

It is almost impossible for the medicinal power of the Snow Swan Kiss to remain, but the order of fate is above all else, and any possibility has a probability of birth.

Yang Wudi suddenly shook his head: "There is no such possibility!"

"Although I don't understand the fate you are talking about, I understand fairy grass and pharmacology."

"This dense poison barrier cannot have any medicinal power left, it has been exhausted!"

Everyone pondered for a long time, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

——Ah!

Anger, pain, roar.

At this moment, Tang Chen, who inherited the throne of Shura God, has completely lost his posture as a strong man.

The separation of the nine-headed bat structure not only means that the physical strength of the racial talent is significantly reduced, but also the detonation of the Yellow Spring Dew gradually overwhelms his reason.

"Shura Domain!"

The killing intent, murderous aura, and Shura God power once again emerged, and with a vast will, they forcibly suppressed the influence of "Yellow Spring Dew".

"It seems that you don't seem to be feeling well?"

Bibi Dong sneered softly.

"Grandfather, Grandfather!"

Tang San cried nervously, with sadness in his eyes.

In his heart, he was imagining that if his grandfather died, he would inherit the throne of Shura God, what kind of romance would it be?

"A little poison, you also want to disturb my will?"

He shouted hoarsely, suddenly activated the killing intent, and forced the Yellow Spring Dew to retreat.

In an instant——

The pure white swan, like the farewell kiss of the god of death, quietly emerged in everyone's vision.

"Where are the variables?"

"We are completely sure that the efficacy of the Snow Swan Kiss has been exhausted, but why did it appear again?"

Han Tao asked in confusion, his eyes passing Rongrong, crossing over Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo, and Yang Wudi.

"It's impossible. It shouldn't be like this."

Yang Wudi muttered to himself.

Ning Rongrong suddenly snapped her fingers: "I have a guess, of course, it's just a guess."

"Han Tao, do you still remember the life and death arena of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?"

Han Tao nodded: "I remember!"

"The life and death arena can turn back time."

"And the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger brought you to the past, but not only you went back to the past, in addition to you, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, and the poison barrier under the space all went back to the past."

The evil god hook hit Han Tao, and the entire space and time flowed backwards.

Han Tao, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, and the endless poison barrier went backwards with the pendulum of time.

Part of the green phosphorus poison barrier turned into inferior green phosphorus toxins; and a small amount of essence also returned, allowing the Snow Swan Kiss to reappear in the world.

"——Ah?"

"——What?"

Yang Wudi stood still.

This is the power of destiny, a stranglehold across time and space and years?

And Han Tao was also targeted by destiny. He really couldn't imagine how Han Tao survived under such circumstances?

"Let me think about it."

The memory went back in the illusion, the arena not long ago, or the past of a long time.

Obscure fog, solid bricks and stones, black tigers, weak blue silver grass.

Fighting with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, talking and guiding Ning Rongrong in the dislocated time and space, is the main theme of the illusion years.

"Look, there!"

A touch of pure white reappeared.

It is not as big as the Snow Swan Kiss, and it is even so small that it can be ignored. Only by stimulating microscopic perception can the details be perceived.

"Then the question is, if it can go back to the past, how can it return to the future in the form of a broken fairy grass?"

The Arena of Life and Death was destroyed.

Han Tao returned, and even the Evil God Pearl disappeared. Why did only the Snow Swan Kiss retain its past shape?

"Not sure"

Ning Rongrong shook her head and sighed.

"However, we can deduce it based on its characteristics."

"The Snow Swan Kiss is not poisonous. As long as it touches any poison, it can evolve and spread thousands of times."

"And it has reached the future, and it has not been activated for a long time, which means it has been hiding in a non-toxic place!"

"Or is it a narrow corner in some time and space?" Han Tao added.

He secretly guessed that it might travel through the cracks opened by the evil god bead? Or is it hidden in the Acacia Heartbroken Red?

He thought and listed several possibilities.

"The soul guide is non-toxic in the space, but the soul guide will be affected by time."

"Secondly, the fragrant Qiluo fairy product, the blank soul ring, or the Xuanyu hand?"

Some guesses are indeed too outrageous.

It is undeniable that any possibility will happen under the guidance of luck, and Han Tao will never allow himself to be alienated from any possibility because of some non-objective factors.

"No, no, no!"

"The means of luck cannot be speculated by common sense."

The fingertips gently tapped the soul guide.

The light and shadow of the illusion are mottled, and memories, emotions, time, pictures, and medicinal properties are like a tangled mess of silk threads.

In an instant, his eyes penetrated the inspiration under time.

Han Tao suddenly said, "I also have a guess!"

"What?"

"In the Life and Death Arena, there is no time difference, and we overlooked one person."

"Who?"

Han Tao pondered for a moment.

"Davis!"

"Although Davis died before I entered the Life and Death Arena, there is no time difference in the arena."

"Davis, perhaps in the process of time travel, he saw the process of my battle with the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, knew that the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger would attack me in the future, and understood the ending of his death."

"So, in order to seek life, he picked up the snow-colored swan kiss on the ground and brought it to a more distant past."

Yang Wudi was at a loss——

Jian Douluo was confused——

Ning Fengzhi vaguely understood the general idea, Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling nodded gently.

"After that, we don't know what happened in the battle between Davis and the Dark Demon Evil Tiger."

"But what can be expected is that the snowy swan kiss from 13 years ago has survived the wind, frost, rain and snow and now, under the guidance of fate, it constitutes a deadly killing intent against Tang Chen!"

On the ground,

Tens of millions of years of human history, the majestic Shura gods, the condescending will and faith, make the fragments of the snowy swan kiss particularly small.

It is inconspicuous

It is so small that it cannot be observed by the naked eye, and it cannot even evolve the human-faced demon spider toxin.

But its existence, like the drumbeat in the time series, wraps the rope of fate around Tang Chen's neck.