Gourd of Douluo

Chapter 650 Contract and Sacrifice

The surging waves hit the reefs on the coastline, exploding white foam all over the sky.

Whoosh!

A heat wave suddenly roared from the sea, and the snowflakes in the sky turned into white mist, wetting the clothes.

Nidia's eyes fixed: "Here it comes!"

Boom! !

The next moment, a loud noise burst out from the sea level, and a water column several dozen meters high rushed into the sky, accompanied by a milky white figure.

The bell-ringing turtle burst out with a terrifying speed that was completely inconsistent with its huge body. Its limbs, like the stone pillars of the hall, exerted force at the same time, and the exaggerated force instantly left four big pits. The seemingly bulky body suddenly moved sideways and moved hundreds of meters away in an instant. The speed was amazing.

The huge wind pressure blew Nidia on the side so hard that she couldn't open her eyes. Before she had time to curse, a sense of crisis suddenly surged in her heart.

At the critical moment, Nidia didn't care about her image and stepped on the instant step to swoop to the side.

Before landing, she saw the ground shaking violently, and at the same time, the impact of the sand and gravel hit her hard, causing her to roll forward for several rounds, until she hit a half-person-high reef and stopped.

The ground roared and the fine sand flew.

Zhongming Turtle looked at the figure in the sand that was almost the same size as himself, and his vigilance suddenly reached the maximum.

Different! Completely different!

If the threat given to it by the crab before was five, then the threat given now is ten.

And I was seriously injured in the previous battle and could only barely maintain 50% of my combat power, but with the help of the unknown existence, the crab not only recovered from the injury, but also improved its strength.

With this increase and decrease, the combat power of both sides is not on the same level.

Without giving the old turtle too much time to think, a fierce column of fire suddenly broke through the obstruction of smoke and dust, carrying a scorching airflow, covering the range of hundreds of meters of Zhongming Turtle.

Facing the terrifying scene of the torrent of flames that seemed to devour everything, the bell-ringing turtle was neither hurried nor slow.

Only a loud "dang" was heard.

A huge bell sound that seemed to be struck from the void resounded throughout the universe.

The sound was like a mountain, and it landed with a sound!

In the trembling of the void, the vast and pure red soul power rose from its body and turned into a solid bronze bell.

The simple bronze bell seemed to appear and disappear, covering a space of dozens of feet.

Rumble!

The moment the bronze bell was hanging in the air, the torrent of flames had melted the ground under its feet into red crystals. In the heat waves that connected into pieces, it crashed into the bronze bell of the bell-ringing turtle from all directions.

Invisible ripples were twisted in the air, and the huge fire waves set off countless strong winds and airflows, sweeping all visible and invisible substances.

Crack! Crack!

But in a moment, the bronze bell cracked and was on the verge of breaking.

The bell-ringing turtle could no longer maintain its calmness on the surface. It endured the pain from the wound on its body. Its soul power rolled and rang. Its dark face was slightly purple. Invisible sound waves spewed out from its mouth and blessed the bronze bell, trying to maintain the stability of the bronze bell.

Nitia looked up at the purple-faced bell-ringing turtle and asked, "Old man, can you still hold on?"

The bell-ringing turtle did not speak, and its dark face was shaking violently.

The protective shield he condensed was formed by the fusion of his own soul power and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This bronze bell is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and also its own soul power. When it is forged by this endless flame, it is equivalent to being passively beaten almost all the time. What's more, his tortoise shell has been broken once. Now it is just using soul power to gather the fragments forcibly, and its defense is much worse than before.

Once he opens his mouth, blood will inevitably spray.

"Stubborn old thing!"

Nitia shook her head and smashed the scepter in her hand.

The five rings merged into one, and the hundred-year soul ring burst into golden light, rolling ice air filled the air, pulling out a huge ice curtain in the air, and setting up a defense again inside the bronze bell.

Crack!

The moment Nitia set up the curtain, the bronze bell suddenly shattered, and the broken fragments exploded and bounced off the flames in the sky.

The huge body of the bell-ringing turtle shook, and the purple color on its face completely dissipated, but it did not fall down. Instead, it took this moment to breathe and bounced out of the range of the flames.

The moment the bronze bell shattered, the white light surged, and the ice curtain collided violently with the whistling flames.

Although the curtain was swallowed by the flames without even a breath, the mist produced by the high temperature melted it and covered the figure of the bell-ringing turtle's escape, so that the Molten Fire Emperor did not catch up in the first time.

The bell-ringing turtle looked at the figure of the same size in the distance with fear, panting heavily, turning his head to glance at Nitia on his back, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and a thought came to his mind, and a white light shot out from his back and landed in front of Nitia.

Nitia caught the ball in front of her in a panic, "What is this?"

"Human, I will temporarily leave my tribe to you to protect." The bell-ringing turtle let out a low roar, "Bringing them with me will affect my performance, and many of my methods will not be able to be used."

"Your tribe?"

Although I don't know what means the bell-ringing turtle used to shrink its tribe into a basin-sized ball, but looking at the water ball in my hand with densely packed turtles as big as sesame seeds floating on it, Nitia is about to have intensive phobia.

But Lao Gui and himself are now grasshoppers on the same rope, and this request cannot be refused at all.

Adhering to the principle of keeping eyes out of sight and mind out of mind, Nidia simply took off her coat and wrapped the ball. The two sleeves were used as ropes connected end to end, cross-knotted and tied to her chest. In the process, she did not forget to use words to fight back. It said, "You have been pushed to the ground and rubbed by fire crabs, and you are still talking nonsense."

Zhong Minggui calmly said: "I have lived for so many years, how many trump cards in my hand can't be imagined by a little human like you."

Nitya shook her head and was about to retort, when she suddenly saw a black shadow falling from the sky out of the corner of her eye.

"careful!"

Nidia didn't need to remind him, the Bell Ringing Turtle had already reacted first, and the aura of heaven and earth within a few dozen feet suddenly poured into its mouth.

After a short period of energy accumulation, a huge jet of black water spurted out from its mouth, turning into a cold light that instantly cut through the sound barrier and pierced the black shadow high in the sky.

After two breaths, under Nidia's true gaze, the Molten Emperor burst out with extremely terrifying power, and the gray right pliers easily cut the water column in half.

"Tear-"

The giant gray pincers, which were larger than a human, struck from the air. Before they could fall, the strong wind blew Nidia's hair back.

The bell-ringing turtle shrank its head very cleverly, and its glans retracted into its shell like lightning. The inevitable blow was immediately missed.

As the red light exploded, the ground rippled like water waves, and countless stones and dust were pushed out.

After missing a hit, the Molten Emperor's attack did not stop. The huge power allowed it to easily pull out the giant pincers that were deeply embedded in the stone ground. It raised its two pincers like two giant hammers and headed towards the location of the Bell Ringing Turtle. The position was chased and smashed down.

The old turtle wanted to escape, but the Molten Emperor was faster than it. After swelling, the Molten Emperor, whose size was comparable to that of the Bell Ringing Turtle, slammed down with his right pincer.

when! !

A sound like the sound of a copper bell rang out, and a huge hum echoed in the void.

The Molten Emperor's right pincer was raised high by the shock, but it felt no pain or vibration at all. After being stiff for a moment, the right pincer fell again.

This time, the tortoise shell, which was forcibly gathered together by the soul power, was full of cracks, finally could not withstand the attack, and once again shattered with a bang, revealing bright red flesh and blood.

A trace of desire flashed in the Molten Emperor's crazy eyes, and the flames covering his body disappeared.

Immediately, a pincer smashed down!

This time, the Bell Ringing Turtle no longer had a chance to resist. He only had time to turn his head away before the Molten Emperor stabbed him in the back with a pair of pincers.

boom! !

In the scorching waves of fire, large streams of blood carried internal organs and bone fragments, exploding in all directions.

Just this one blow cost Zhong Minggui half his life.

The giant pincers with sharp little thorns on the surface penetrated deeply into the flesh. Just when the old turtle felt that he was about to die, the oppressive aura that enveloped the sky was suddenly cleared.

The left clamp that was about to fall paused for a very short time.

The old turtle's cloudy eyes flashed brightly. It seized this fleeting opportunity and used its innate ability that it had never used several times in its life.

Invisible energy burst out from its body, covering hundreds of meters around it. The world suddenly turned into black and white, and the whole world seemed to have pressed the pause button at this moment.

"What's going on?" Nitya carefully popped her head out of the crack in the stone not far away.

"Don't look, this is my innate ability. In this space, the flow of time will slow down thousands of times." Zhongminggui's voice echoed in this space.

Nidia raised her head and glanced at the motionless Molten Emperor, who was holding his left pincer high, and cheered: "Old man, just hold on for a while, my companions will come to rescue us soon."

"Of course he will save you, but I won't necessarily."

Bell Ming Turtle said calmly: "Human, you don't have to act in front of me. I know your purpose of coming, and I hope that both me and the Molten Crab will suffer, so that you can reap the benefits."

"But as a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, my soul power and spirit are far beyond your imagination. Even if you are powerful, you can't absorb my soul ring and soul bones as long as I don't want to. ”

This old turtle is really cowardly and arrogant.

But now that everyone has spoken out, Nitya no longer pretends, "You old thing, you are quite good at using human proverbs, but you can't change your bragging habit even when you are about to die. What do you mean I can do it with your help?" Absorb the soul ring."

Nidia pointed at the five soul rings surrounding her body, "Open your eyes and see clearly, I am only level 60, and I can only absorb soul rings that are thirty thousand years old at most."

"The method of absorbing soul rings beyond the age limit is a secret among soul beasts. You only need to know that I can let you absorb the soul ring beyond the age limit. It is enough."

Zhong Minggui's tone became a little impatient, "Make your choice, as long as you nod and agree to sign a contract with me and agree to help me complete three things in the future, I will give you a soul ring and soul bone reward.

Of course, you can also shake your head and refuse, but the consequence will be that you will accompany me and the molten crab to hell together. "

A tense atmosphere began to permeate this quiet space.

"Although I don't know why you are so anxious to ask me to sign the so-called contract, I know that there is no free lunch in the world!"

Nidia raised her eyebrows, unbuttoned her coat, and pointed the scepter in her hand at the exposed ball.

"But you are wrong about one thing. In addition to us, millions of your descendants will also go to hell together."

"Human beings are indeed the most shameless creatures." There was no emotion or anger in the bell-ringing turtle's voice.

"But fortunately, I had anticipated it and had a plan in advance."

"What?"

Without waiting for her to react, the ball suddenly spurted out a large stream of water.

Nidia was caught off guard and took a few steps back due to the impact of the water flow, and the ball slipped from her hand.

Just when the ball hit the ground, an invisible force wrapped around the ball and levitated it, and it was about to fly away into the distance.

At this time, a burst of extremely cold energy suddenly exploded on Nidia's wrist.

The sphere connected to the water flow cannot escape the fate of being frozen.

"What dares to ruin my good deeds?!"

That subtle and secret mental fluctuation did not escape the Bell Ringing Turtle's perception. After all, this was the realm it created.

Zhongming Turtle was shocked and angry.

What was surprising was that it had no idea that in the space of its own talent domain, there were other creatures that could maintain consciousness without its own permission.

What makes him angry is that he only needs to give it a few more seconds, and he can use the power of his talent field to teleport the ball carrying the ethnic group dozens of kilometers away.

He is not willing to give in!

Powerful soul power burst out from the dying body of the Bell Ringing Turtle, and white ripples swept across the space.

It wants to find out the third party who ruins its good deeds.

This is not without cost. This space is maintained entirely by the soul power of the Bell Ringing Turtle, but it is now overdrafting this power without any scruples, causing the originally stable black and white space to begin to shake.

But the Bell Ringing Turtle doesn't care.

Its death is doomed, but the tribe cannot become a prisoner in the hands of others, not even humans.

The sea is cruel, and the experience and lessons accumulated over tens of thousands of years all show that a sea tribe that has lost the protection of a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast will only be enslaved by other sea tribes, and will not be able to control their own life or death.

"Got you."

The invisible and huge soul power suppressed Nidia heavily.

Different from the feeling of soul pressure, she felt as if an invisible big hand was holding her throat, and she actually felt suffocated.

boom!

The last engraving on the wrist shattered. This time, instead of erupting with unparalleled icy power, it turned into a sheet of ice mist, condensing into a vague humanoid shadow next to Nidia.

"Old Turtle, if you want to see me, just say so. There's no need to get so angry."

"Wang Xiaofeng" stretched out his hand, and the ball carrying tens of thousands of lives of the Zhongming Turtle family just swayed and fell into his hand.

This is a threat and a warning.

This was the first time for Zhongming Turtle to see a human being who was just a clone of his will and whose soul power was not much weaker than his.

Such talent and talent have only been seen in one human being.

This seemed to bring back some bad memories.

Bell Ringing Turtle reluctantly removed the soul power that was weighing heavily on Nidia.

"Yes, that's great."

Seeing that Nitya was fine, "Wang Xiaofeng" smiled slightly, flicked his wrist, and threw the ball high into the air.

The bell-ringing turtle quickly used the power of his soul to hold the ball, and scanned it. The ethnic groups in the ball were still alive, and the seemingly extremely cold ice power did not seem to harm them, which made him relieved.

"Human, you actually..."

Wang Xiaofeng shrugged, "Human beings are indeed shameless, but the harm will not affect future generations. This is the bottom line of life. And even if we have conflicts, it is between us. It cannot rise to the level of a racial war. There is no need to kill everyone."

"Wang Xiaofeng" naturally wouldn't say that he had left a water element with a special mark in the ball. The old turtle turned his back and refused to recognize anyone, so he had the confidence to handle it.

"Wang Xiaofeng" looked up at the space that showed vague signs of collapse, and said calmly: "Okay, time is running out, let's get down to business."

Zhong Minggui was a little unsure of Wang Xiaofeng's attitude, "Human, what do you want to talk about?"

"I am very interested in the contract you mentioned before. I think there is a possibility for us to cooperate."

The Bell Ringing Turtle was silent for a moment, perhaps because its previous actions had gained some favor. It used the power of its soul to condense a palm-sized shadow that appeared in front of the two of them.

"Human, since you have shown your sincerity, I will not hide it from you. I am not an ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beast as defined by humans, but a super marine with a cultivation level of 109,999 years. Soul beast.

Just like you humans, you have a level of ten, while our soul beasts have a threshold of one hundred thousand years of cultivation. However, we are more dangerous. To break through the limit, we need to survive the thunder and punishment of heaven. If we can survive, we will survive. If we can't resist, we will survive. Then die.

Thunder tribulation is the most restrained for us and other water tribes. I know that my strength cannot survive the 200,000-year thunder tribulation. In order to avoid attracting thunder tribulation, I have been trying my best to suppress the fluctuations in my cultivation over the years and feed my own tribe."

"Wang Xiaofeng" reminded him expressionlessly: "Time is running out, let's talk about the key points."

"Little Bell Ringing Turtle" pointed to the collapsing space above its head and explained its plan: "After the realm ends, I will use the last strength to pull the thunder tribulation to come, and use the power of the thunder tribulation to kill the molten crab. And I will Sacrifice yourself and become her soul ring."

"Little Bell Ringing Turtle" pointed at Nidia, "During this period, I will limit the power of my soul to the greatest extent and try to protect her soul from being overwhelmed by my memory. However, how to solve the problem of absorbing the soul ring?" With the huge soul power I carry, there is nothing I can do.”

"Wang Xiaofeng" said with an expressionless face, "Very good, you didn't hide it on purpose. This is the basis for cooperation between us.

We will find a way to solve the problem of soul power, so now, what three things do you need us to do for you. "

"First thing, I hope you can help me bring the tribe to the vicinity of Poseidon Island, where the Demon Soul Great White Sharks live. Their leader is an old friend of mine. He can protect the Black Turtle tribe on my behalf until a new leader is born. ”

"The second thing is, I hope that after you become a god in the future, you can help me reshape my body."

"Wang Xiaofeng" pointed at himself, "Me?"

"Could it be her?" "Little Bell Ringing Turtle" said with a hint of disdain in his tone, "Although she has good talent, wanting to become a god is undoubtedly a dream. Even if she has my soul ring and soul bone as a foundation, she It’s just a slight possibility of reaching level 100. The road to becoming a god is too difficult, I can’t afford to gamble.”

Nidia was very angry that the turtle bastard in front of her was belittling her so much, but for a moment she couldn't find the words to refute.

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife.

Douluo Continent has produced many amazing geniuses in the tens of thousands of years, but the only gods who have successfully hit the 100th level and been recorded in history are the God of the Sea and the God of Angels.

She said she was a genius that was rare to see in ten years, and she accepted it.

But if she is a once-in-a-million-year-old person, she is not that shameless.

"Wang Xiaofeng" used not much wisdom to think about the two requirements.

These two requirements are not too far away. Even the second requirement is that as long as the main body is given a well-equipped laboratory, he can even start cloning the Bell Ringing Turtle's body immediately.

Of course, most of the cloned bodies would not be able to meet the standards of the Bell Ringing Turtle, but at least there is a lower limit for the guarantee.

"Wang Xiaofeng" waited quietly for Zhongming Turtle to make his third request, but after waiting for a while, the little turtle in front of him seemed to be asleep, and there was no response for a long time.

Seeing that the space was collapsing faster and faster, and even the Molten Emperor showed signs of slight shaking, Nidia raised the "Little Bell Ringing Turtle" and it shook: "Old man, you are not dead, please tell me quickly. We still have to discuss the third request."

"There is no third request."

Zhong Minggui's tone was no longer as strong as before, like a radio with poor signal, and he said intermittently: "Humans often talk about equal exchange. It's fair for two people to ask for my soul ring and soul bone."

The Bell Ringing Turtle communicates with them not by making sounds from the throat, but by using the power of the soul to convey information to them. However, the current situation is a sign that the soul is exhausted and the end is approaching.

"Yaya, do you believe me?" Wang Xiaofeng said seriously.

"Hey, it's so disgusting, you should just call me by my name." Nidia felt goosebumps all over her body.

"Just do whatever you want. If you get into trouble anyway, your body will wipe your ass."

"Wang Xiaofeng" spread his hands, "I'm just a clone. Without your authorization, I can't help you make decisions, but your words are enough."

"Wang Xiaofeng" stretched out his finger on "Little Bell Ringing Turtle" and said, "We agree to sign a contract with you."

This message, as "Wang Xiaofeng" transformed into the most primitive and essence of spiritual power, poured into the phantom of "Little Bell Ringing Turtle".

Supplemented by external force, the bell-ringing turtle opened its eyes like a flashback.

At this moment, the black and white space could no longer support it, completely shattered with a click, and the flow of time resumed again.

The spatial confusion caused by the different flow rates of time caused the Molten Emperor's body to feel uncoordinated for a moment, but the power inertia brought by the left pincer still smashed half of the Bell Ringing Turtle's head with terrifying power that pierced the air.

The bell-ringing turtle has only half its head left, but its one eye is astonishingly bright, as if it is the most dazzling jade in the world.

When the Molten Emperor Beast's instinctive sense of crisis arose, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from its remains.

The dark clouds that had been cleared away by the Evil God's Eyes filled the entire sky again in the blink of an eye. Thunderbolts criss-crossed.

A heavy pressure enveloped an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

The marine life that was originally scared away by the undersea volcanic eruption fled further away again.

Nitya had already escaped far away on the instant step when the space was shattered, but this time she faced a large-scale pressure, which made her feel powerless to face the whole world alone.

This kind of pressure was only mental pressure and did not cause any real harm. However, this kind of pressure, which was not even an appetizer, had already made her hands and feet cold, her breathing was short, and she was unable to exert 90% of her strength.

At this moment, Nidia could slightly appreciate the mood of the O'clock Ringing Turtle.

Why did even such a powerful 100,000-year-old soul beast say that he could not survive the thunder tribulation?

Only children of destiny who have an extremely solid foundation and are loved by heaven and earth can survive the thunder tribulation.

As if in the stagnant void, a flash of purple light burst out.

boom!

In an instant, the void shook, tearing out a huge thunder.

Just when the thunder was about to wipe out the spirit of Zhongming Turtle.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped.

Black and white once again took away all the glory, but this time, time did not stop.

The Molten Emperor's eyes turned wildly, obviously losing control of his body, making him confused.

The space within a radius of hundreds of meters seemed to suddenly condense into substance, and all living things in the space seemed to be imprisoned in amber, unable to break free and move.

The body of the bell-ringing turtle suddenly ignited with a green flame, and the bright red flesh became blurred. As the flames rose, the blood and flesh splashed everywhere, and everything related to the bell-ringing turtle began to melt.

The flames burned fiercely, leaving only a cyan light and shadow.

The cyan streamer suddenly cut through the sky and flew away.

The thunder lost its target, paused for a while, and then locked onto the Molten Emperor, who had the strongest aura in the area.

The surroundings were still black and white, but the space blockade had disappeared.

Thunder rumbled in the sky. In an instant, the wind blew violently, the mountains shook, and the earth trembled. Lightning struck down one after another, followed by countless thunders, as if to smash the world.

The sea of ​​thunder formed by countless lightning instantly engulfed the body of the Molten Emperor.

Looking at the thunder raging in the distance, Nitia was confused, "What should we do next? Didn't we say we should sign a contract?"

Wang Xiaofeng reached out to retrieve the last message left by the clone from Nitia, and his tone was a little complicated, "No need to sign, there has never been a contract."

The so-called contract is actually just a verbal agreement with no binding force at all.

The old turtle has obviously seen the world, unlike those soul beasts as simple as blank paper. He is good at running away when he sees the wind, and runs faster than anyone else when something happens.

But such a sea soul beast, at the last moment of its life, also tried to believe in the verbal promise made by humans.

Wang Xiaofeng looked up at the stream of light falling towards Nitia and took a deep breath.

"I didn't expect to meet such an idiot in this godforsaken place."