Tu Douluo Dai Luc Started As A Villain

Chapter 1: Soul Piercing the Continent!

In the Douluo Continent, a tall figure in the Martial Spirit Hall was dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems.

The fair skin and almost perfect appearance make her look so different, especially the invisible nobility and sacredness revealed on her body, which makes people can't help but have a feeling of worship.

There was a complex look in her expression, and behind her stood a somewhat feminine man and a ghostly man.

On the left stood a man dressed in gorgeous clothes, the man held a scepter in his hand, and next to him stood a middle-aged man with gray hair, but the man revealed an extreme aura.

On the other side were several people standing, one wearing a black robe and cloth, and on the left was holding a beautiful woman wearing a blue and black intersect, a man intersecting with platinum, and a man wearing dark green armor, and several students.

Their eyes were all on one battle platform, and the battle platform was also chaotic.

A man dressed in blue and black intersecting was lying on the ground, and a well-behaved beauty looked at him worriedly.

There were also several men dressed in white lying on the ground, as well as a beautiful woman and a man sitting cross-legged.

A man in red armor stood there with a somewhat chaotic look in his eyes, his eyes changed from chaotic to confused, curious, and shocked.

At this time, the man in the dark green armor suddenly spoke, "I have to remind Your Highness, Your Highness the Pope, Tang San's poison is mixed poison, and the old man can't detoxify them!" Hearing

this, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of the quiet and majestic beauty, but this was a fact that she could not accept.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for coming to the Douluo Continent to solve the current task: to win the championship of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Competition, and the reward is unknown.

The host has a big package, whether to open it or not.

The man in the fiery red armor was stunned for a moment, and then silently said in his heart, "Open!" "

Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the self-created soul skill: Meteor Three Thousand Flames! Proficiency: Amazing! The

voice sounded in the head of the man in fiery red armor.

"Really, I didn't expect me to travel to this coveted continent and become Yan, but let's solve the current problem, it's three soul bones!" The corners of Yan's mouth hooked up a greedy smile.

"Poison Douluo, although you can't solve it, you can suppress it!" The corners of Yan's mouth hooked up a hint of arrogant smile.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, as if they didn't expect that this man would dare to call Dugu Bo's name directly, nor did they expect him to speak!

"Nature." Dugu Bo hesitated for a while, and under the pressure of the Martial Spirit Palace, he had to say lightly.

"Uncle Jian, have you noticed that this person has changed a little." The man with the scepter was able to see at a glance.

Sword Douluo nodded, he also noticed that something was wrong, and he seemed to have a touch of confidence.

A hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dongmei's eyes in the heights, as if she didn't expect Yan to say such a thing!

"His Royal Highness the Pope, this..." The chrysanthemum Guan and the ghost behind him wanted to stop it, but they didn't say it boldly.

Bibi Dong waved his hand, his beautiful eyes staring at Yan tightly, as if he wanted to see a trace of drawbacks.

"Very good, get these injured people out, and be careful of accidental injuries in a while." Yan said lightly.

Soon, Bibi Dong waved his hand, and all these people came to Dugu Bo's face, and Dugu Bo released a dark green mist to wrap them after being helpless.

Yan looked at Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, Ma Hongjun and the cute Xiao Wu who were still on the battle platform opposite.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing glanced at each other, and the two stood together and prepared to perform the martial soul fusion technique, and the two of them drank at the same time, "Netherworld White Tiger!" Just

in a pleasing eye, a huge black and white intersecting tiger emerged, huge in size, with four wings behind it, two large and two small, I don't know if it was a few Yan piled up to catch up with such a huge one.

Everyone else surrounded Yan, as if they wanted to kill Yan in seconds.

"My first soul skill is: Flame Armor!

Second Soul Skill: Granite Rock

Third Soul Skill: Magma Condensation

Fourth Soul Skill: Magma Tumbling

Fifth Soul Skill: Flying Sand Wild, plus the Soul King and self-created soul skills, you should be able to fight! "

Phoenix Roaring Sky Strike!" Ma Hongjun drank it!

"Charm!" Xiao Wu drinks!

"One is an increase, and three is a soul!" As soon as Ning Rongrong drank it, the nine-colored light landed on the bodies of several people.

"Nether Impact!" The Netherworld White Tiger was suspended in the sky, blasting towards Yan at the fastest speed!

The referee is already confused, a soul king beats so many people who can skip the level?!

Bibi Dong has no worries in her eyes, in her eyes there are only valuable people and worthless people, including Yan!

"Let you taste this seat's self-created soul technique: Meteor Three Thousand Flames!" Yan was suddenly suspended in the air, and as for the charm, Yan blocked the five senses at the first time.

Yan began to wave his arms, clenched his fists and punched out, and one after another flaming fists suddenly appeared in the air, blasting towards several people!

The flaming fist was furious like a roaring beast, and the powerful flame power continued to burn in the air, and the surrounding temperature instantly became hot.

The pairs collided together, making an endless blasting sound "boom boom!!

But Dai Mubai's Netherworld White Tiger is not a vegetarian!

But Yan didn't want to fight him at all, after all, the effect of hitting him was minimal.

"Flame Armor!" Yan shouted angrily, and a fiery red armor condensed on his body, and the fiery red armor looked amazingly defensive.

Yan was directly knocked away, the armor on his chest shattered, and with a "bang", Yan slammed directly into the ground!

The black smoke miasma, the driving of the Netherworld White Tiger requires extremely strong soul power, but the soul power is not unlimited, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing disbanded directly, the two glanced at each other, and looked at the people in the black smoke miasma weakly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the black smoke, after all, whether the Martial Spirit Hall could turn the tables or not depended on him!

For a moment, the originally relaxed situation instantly became tense.

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