Douluo: time travel, I became Tang San

Chapter 82 At this moment, the time of death

Saint Rakshasa touched the cracks on his face with his dark palm. He seemed to be trembling a little. It was obvious that he underestimated Qian Renxue's power. He did not expect that a human at the soul king level could actually hurt him like this.

The opponent's bright soul power was astonishingly pure.

Within the stronghold, many people also discovered the golden cracks on Saint Rakshasa's body. Immediately, their eyes gradually widened, and their expressions began to become a little ecstatic.

Was the Holy Rakshasa severely injured by Qian Renxue?

If so, Qian Renxue's adventure seems to have paid off!

Under the gaze of many nervous and expectant eyes, the golden cracks on Holy Rakshasa's body gradually expanded, as if they were about to be divided into two.

However, at this moment, Holy Rakshasa suddenly burst out with a low and violent roar.

I saw an astonishing power of evil thoughts erupting from his body, as if a black vortex was formed.

Then everyone saw ghost rakshasas starting to pour out of the surrounding black mist like a tide, but the direction they were swarming in was where the holy rakshasas were.

As soon as these ghost Rakshasa came into contact with the black vortex around the Holy Rakshasa, they turned into wisps of black air and poured into the Holy Rakshasa's body.

Then, the golden cracks that gradually spread began to show signs of healing.

When Qian Renxue and many people in the stronghold saw this scene, their expressions became much uglier. The vitality of this Holy Rakshasa was so tenacious that it was simply terrifying.

Roar!

The Holy Rakshasa is driving many ghost Rakshasas to sacrifice themselves to heal their injuries, but it is obviously extremely angry at this time. After all, the injury this time is quite serious, which will affect its future evolution.

It didn't expect that deliberately tempting Qian Renxue to take action would lead to such consequences.

If it had known this earlier, it would definitely not be willing to pay such a price.

But there is no point regretting it at this time. We can only break this stronghold first and devour all the new flesh and blood to make up for our own losses.

The Holy Rakshasa let out an ear-piercing scream, and from the black mist that suddenly filled the air, some ferocious and twisted Ghost Rakshasa sprang out like lightning, directly attacking Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue is the strongest person in this stronghold. As long as he is killed, this stronghold will lose its support.

Now that Qian Renxue has been seriously injured by it, it is the best time to kill her.

And when the many twisted ghost Rakshasa rushed towards Qian Renxue, many students in the stronghold also discovered its intention and immediately screamed in surprise.

Tang San's figure shot out suddenly, holding the ivory straight knife tightly with both palms, his face as gloomy as water.

"Tang San!" Hu Liena hurriedly called out. With Tang San's strength, if he rushed out, he would not be able to protect himself.

But at this time, Tang San obviously didn't care about this. He couldn't just sit back and watch Qian Renxue being killed by those ghost Rakshasa in front of his eyes.

However, just as Tang San's figure had just rushed up the high wall, a slender shadow suddenly rushed out one step ahead of him. When he was in mid-air, a red ribbon shot out of the air and quickly wrapped around him.

Qian Renxue's waist.

As soon as Hong Ling exerted her strength, Qian Renxue's figure was rolled up and flew out upside down.

Hu Qingming fell back to the high wall, the red silk in his hand rolled Qian Renxue back, and then supported her.

"Can you care about your body?" Hu Qingming said coldly.

Qian Renxue did not respond, but looked regretfully at the golden cracks on Saint Rakshasa's body that were gradually healing. Although this attack should have caused heavy damage to it, it did not go as she expected.

Behead him.

The crisis is not resolved.

Tang San's figure appeared next to Qian Renxue. He looked at the latter's pale face and asked worriedly: "How is it?"

Qian Renxue sensed the injuries in her body. The previous palm of Saint Rakshasa shook her internal organs into violent turmoil, and now her soul power was also in a state of chaos.

The injury was serious.

Qian Renxue sighed softly and said, "What a pity."

She originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to end the battle, but she was a little short of it. Now she was seriously injured, her fighting power was greatly weakened, and she could no longer pose any threat to the Holy Rakshasa.

The situation seems to have become more dangerous.

"You've done a great job." Tang San held Qian Renxue's jade hand and comforted her.

"The Holy Rakshasa seems to be really irritated." Hu Qingming glanced sideways at the two of them and said with an unsightly expression.

The two looked up and saw that the Holy Rakshasa was extremely furious at Qian Renxue being rescued. It let out a harsh roar in the direction of the stronghold, and the sound waves were deafening.

Although it had repaired its fatal wounds after devouring a large number of ghost Rakshasa at this time, it had also suffered some serious injuries, and it understood that these people in the stronghold were waiting for support. Once those supports arrived,

I'm afraid its wish will come true.

Therefore, after hesitating for a moment, a fierce look flashed across Saint Rakshasa's scarlet eyes, and the next moment, his body suddenly expanded violently.

The body below the head was all shattered into pieces, as if turned into black flesh and blood, swallowed up in one gulp by that weird grimace.

Immediately afterwards, the strange grimace began to gradually expand, turning into about tens of feet, floating in the sky.

The weird smiling face let out a harsh laugh, and then its big mouth covered with sharp black thorns opened, and black, sticky breath rose into the sky.

These breaths formed a black cloud, and after a while, black raindrops fell overwhelmingly from the black cloud.

Those raindrops are sticky and smelly, and seem to contain extremely destructive power.

Tsk!

Black raindrops fell on the mask, making a hissing sound immediately. There was a black airflow trying to invade, but it was quickly resolved by the purification power in the mask.

But there were too many black raindrops, which continued to weaken the power of the photomask.

"This is its original evil intention"

Hu Qingming looked at the black raindrops falling overwhelmingly, his face turned slightly pale, and said: "It seems that this Holy Rakshasa will not give up until the stronghold is broken."

"According to the erosion speed of this original evil thought, the purification mask may not be able to last until support arrives."

Within the stronghold, there was also an atmosphere of panic spreading. After all, everyone could see that the Holy Rakshasa was amplifying his moves.

Everyone is pessimistic about this.

Hu Liena, Hou Yuxuan and Xie Yue led Yan and others to the high wall, looking at the black raindrops falling all over the sky with pale faces.

Tang San and Qian Renxue also watched this scene in silence.

"This secret realm of Rakshasa is indeed extremely dangerous. This is the first time we enter, and the whole army may be wiped out." Tang San smiled bitterly.

Qian Renxue held Tang San's hand slightly and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I won't let you really die here."

There was some determination in her eyes.

Tang San glanced at her. He knew Qian Renxue very well. If it really came to that desperate moment, maybe she would try her best to send him away.

It's just that she might pay with her life.

Tang San didn't want to see that scene. He raised his head and stared at the purifying light curtain being eroded by black raindrops, and suddenly asked: "How long can this purifying light curtain last?"

It'll be the end if everyone dies

(End of chapter)