Douluo: time travel, I became Tang San

Chapter 75 Emperor Level Ghost

roar!

The deafening roar resounded across the sky and the earth, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Black smoke billowed, and the behemoth inside stopped at this moment. It looked at the ancient light characters suspended in the void, with fear and rage emerging in its scarlet pupils.

It is this force that seals it in this mountain forest.

Originally, it thought that after the passage of time, this power should have weakened, but now it seems that it is still not allowed to be unrestrained.

Its scarlet eyes glanced at the distance unwillingly. The human was right over there. He was so weak that as long as it rushed over, it could devour him directly.

At that time, it will be able to use this to reach promotion, which will be of great help to it in reaching that bottleneck.

However, it is such a short distance because the ancient words exuding mysterious pressure in mid-air cannot be touched.

roar!

It felt extremely unwilling and stomped on the spot. The ground was shaking with such force, but in the end, it still didn't have the guts to challenge that force.

In other words, it did not dare to challenge the owner of that power.

That is an existence it dare not contend with.

In its somewhat chaotic and violent memory, it had seen the owner of the ancient writing. At that time, just a glimpse of it from a distance made it feel inexplicable fear.

Finally, after it raged in the mountains and forests for a while, the majestic black smoke turned around and disappeared into the vast mountains.

Obviously, it still chose to retreat.

And as the thousand-year-old soul beast left, the ancient text in mid-air slowly fell, and finally turned into a wisp of light, shining on the top of the previous mountain peak.

Outside the Dark Spirit Pond, everyone felt relieved.

Fortunately, that soul beast couldn't break free from the seal left by the Pope, otherwise they would have to give up practicing in the Dark Spirit Pond and run for their lives today.

Tang San also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. If that spirit beast really ran out, he would probably be the most unlucky. After all, there was an 80% chance that the latter was coming for him.

As for a soul beast with a strength of 40,000 years, looking at the students of Wuhundian Academy, even fifth-year students may not be able to compete with it.

The most powerful one on his side is Qian Renxue, but now she is only in the early stage of Soul King, and there is obviously still a huge gap between her and the Soul Beast in the restricted area.

So the current situation is considered the best outcome.

"Fortunately, this soul beast didn't rush out, otherwise there would be a river of blood here today." Fu Xinyi said with a solemn expression.

Zhao Yulan nodded solemnly. If this soul beast were converted into a Ghost Rakshasa level, it would be at the peak of the Emperor level, or even the Holy level... and a Ghost Rakshasa of this level would not appear on the periphery of this secret realm.

Even if the fifth-grade team meets the Holy Rakshasa, they have only one choice, and that is to escape!

"Bibi Dong is really powerful. Just a single handwriting can shock a ten-thousand-year-old spirit beast." Tang San looked at the calm mountain peaks in the distance with a somewhat yearning look on his face.

"That handwriting contains a trace of Bibi Dong's will. It can even be said that it has some spirituality... The level of a peak Douluo. No one but you and I can guess that it is the top power in this world."

Qian Renxue explained, her clear golden eyes were also staring at the distant mountain peaks, she pursed her red lips, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "But one day, you and I will definitely

They can all reach that level.”

"Why did you bring me along with you?" Tang San couldn't help laughing.

"Not everyone can be like you, Seraphim, sweeping everything."

A smile appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes, and she said: "Your dual martial souls may not be easy...and, for some reason, I always have some hunch that your limit does not seem to be like this."

Looking at Qian Renxue's eyes, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Qian Renxue's perception was really too keen.

"Let's go, the cultivation in Dark Spirit Pond ends here. Next, we will begin to conquer the king-level ghosts." Qian Renxue said without saying anything more. She changed her voice and said.

When Tang San, Hu Liena, and Hou Yuxuan heard this, their spirits suddenly perked up, and there was a look of eagerness in their eyes.

King-level ghosts are much more difficult to deal with than the previous Zong-level ghosts. It is said that Zun-level ghosts are rampant within its range, and there are also many Zong-level ghosts. Of course, the most important thing is that some places with serious pollution may be born.

A king-level ghost emerges.

That is equivalent to the strength of the Soul King level. Ghost Rakshasa of this level can only be eliminated by Qian Renxue's team.

Of course Tang San and the others would not go too far to find trouble with king-level ghosts, but with Tang San's strength soaring to the peak of Soul Lord, their team should be able to completely confront all king-level ghosts, and even some weak ones.

As long as you are fully prepared for the clan-level ghost, you may not be able to touch it.

Qian Renxue took out the map and pointed with her slender jade finger at the number of king-level ghosts that were gradually moving away from the area. This was the route they would advance.

The final point of the route…

Tang San looked at the scarlet star symbol further away, it was an emperor-level ghost.

…

This is a large mountain shrouded in thick black fog.

The black mist within the mountains is like thick moisture. This mist slowly falls along the withered leaves, releasing boundless coldness.

In the black mist, strange whispers kept coming out.

From time to time, strange figures would shuttle through the black mist, and then the power of evil thoughts would burst out. In the piercing screams, the strange things would tear each other together and devour each other.

Deep in the mountains.

There is a ground made of piles of bones.

In the center of the bones, there is a chair of flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood are squirming. At this time, on the chair of flesh and bones, there is a shadow of about several feet.

That figure was particularly strange. Its body seemed to be made of flesh and blood, and its flesh and blood arms were swinging unconsciously. But above the body was a head that was exactly the same as a human being.

This human-headed centipede Rakshasa exudes extremely astonishing power of evil thoughts. This is a ghost Rakshasa whose strength has reached the emperor level!

It was entrenched on a chair of flesh and bone, with six cold and violent eyes staring at the Bone Square in front of it, where many Rakshasa were devouring each other, and in the neighing, they formed a monster that only looked creepy.

However, as these ghost Rakshasa continued to eat and reorganize, the human-headed centipede ghost Rakshasa on the flesh-and-bone chair suddenly opened its mouth. The mouth expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, occupying most of the face.

As soon as he sucked in the mouth, the black air rolled up, directly rolling up the ghosts and Rakshasa in the field, and swallowed it into his mouth in one bite. As Senbai's sharp teeth chewed, a shrill sound came from it.

Black liquid flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

After eating this wave of ghost rakshasas, the human-headed centipede ghost rakshasas let out a scream, which was driving other ghost rakshasas here to continue to eat each other.

However, after the screeching sound was heard, the human-headed centipede suddenly discovered that no other ghost Rakshasa appeared.

This made the Centipede a little angry. It is the king of this area. How dare these lowly things ignore its orders?

The human-headed centipede's fleshy body stood up, and the power of thick and sticky evil thoughts surged like a rolling wave. It planned to go out and clear out these disobedient low-level things nearby.

whee!

However, just when it was about to take action, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out. That laughter made the Human-Headed Centipede Ghost Rakshasa suddenly roll with evil thoughts and black energy.

An indescribable pressure covered its body.

As an emperor-level ghost, the human-headed centipede felt fear in its heart. It understood this feeling, because when it devoured other ghost rakshasas in the past, those ghost rakshasas were also like this. They were completely suppressed like livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

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This is...a higher-level emperor-level ghost has appeared!

The human-headed centipede lowered its head slowly, and saw the ground squirming at this time, gradually forming a smiling face. The corners of the smiling face's mouth were greatly cracked, and the interior was gloomy and dark, as if it was leading to an unknown place.

And that smiling face seemed to exude a special kind of magic power, making the human-headed centipede give up all resistance, and then moved its flesh and blood body, bit by bit, and actively got into the smiling face's big mouth.

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(End of chapter)