Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 71 One year later

Just now, the battle had reached the final stage. Brother Mo, who possessed the Black Tortoise Spirit, threw the turtle shell shield in his hand when facing Tang San.

In the eyes of Wang Hao and others, this is extremely stupid.

The biggest advantage of the two is their defense. They used soul skills to condense the turtle shells on their bodies into shields and put them in their hands. This is an ability to concentrate their defense.

Now he throws the turtle shell as a weapon. This creates a lot of attack power, but it comes at the expense of his strongest defense.

It would be fine if the attack power was very strong, but compared to the defense power, it is worthless, and it also creates the biggest flaw for itself.

Without the cover of the turtle shell, the two people's defenses were greatly reduced. Tang San instantly cut their chests, and then the poison entered their bodies and they fainted.

"If these two people didn't throw away their shields, Tang San's ability wouldn't be able to kill these two people in a short time." Wang Hao said while looking at the battle below.

"And if you want to have attack power, wouldn't it be better to sprint with a shield?"

Lin Ze stood next to the glass window, looking at the team that was about to finish below, shook his head slightly, and said: "These people are very powerful, but it is a pity that there are big loopholes in the development of their own combat system."

"Let's go, there's nothing to see. If they are at this level in a year and a half, I can lead the team to win even if the boss doesn't take action!"

Waving his hand, Lin Ze turned around and walked towards the door.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, one year has passed.

The city of killing, in a separate courtyard!

I stood in the yard on the weekend, standing motionless in the middle, filled with a red aura.

It was a cold killing intent that gave people a feeling of freezing their souls.

Suddenly, Zhou Xing opened his eyes, and a faint scarlet color flashed through his eyes.

The red aura on his body began to flow, slowly gathering towards his right hand.

Raise your right hand at the same time, bring your five fingers together to form a palm knife, and gently stroke forward.

With a stabbing sound, the right hand condensed with red aura cut through the air like a sharp knife, leaving a faint trace.

With a gentle shake of his hands, the murderous aura was directly shaken off, and the red aura on his body was swept away.

"The control of murderous aura has become more and more comfortable, and the feeling of being constantly tempered and strengthened is close to nothing. This kind of training is almost over!"

Weekend looked at his jade-white right hand and thought faintly in his heart.

Stretching slowly, he sat on the ground over the weekend and reviewed the past year and a half of practice.

After entering the killing city, you can see killings everywhere, and there are unexpected dangers anytime and anywhere.

Thanks to this, Weekend's vigilance has been well trained, and now even if someone approaches while sleeping to a certain extent, Weekend will be awakened.

It can be regarded as a training that has been completed. Relying on murderous aura, both the strength of willpower and the control of soul power have been greatly improved.

Although the time for soul power cultivation has been reduced a lot, it was also upgraded to level 60 less than half a year ago. Now, as long as you go out, you can hunt soul beasts and obtain the sixth soul ring, becoming a genuine soul emperor.

As for the biggest gain, it was the sudden absorption of a large amount of luck a year ago, which directly filled the second spirit talisman to 31%. It was the biggest gain of luck except for the Ice and Fire Eyes.

For this reason, I specially used the communication beads I refined over the weekend to inquire about the situation, and then I roughly guessed the whole story.

I went to Soto City, and as expected, I met him in the Great Soul Fighting Field, which is why I received such great luck.

As for the communication bead, it is a gadget developed over the weekend based on the characteristics of the wind spirit bead, plus some materials and knowledge collected in books.

Able to use the power of wind to communicate remotely, probably similar to text messaging.

Weekend slowly stood up and looked towards the direction of the Killing Fields of Hell.

"I have now won 89 wins, and I still have 11 wins left to enter the Road to Hell, but I'm afraid these 11 wins will take some time."

With a faint smile, he walked out of the house on the weekend, preparing to register for the Hell Killing Fields.

After a year of killings, the weekend has become famous here.

Some people call the weekend the Killing Wind, some call it the Blood Wind Scythe, and a few call it the Explosive Blood Demon.

I didn’t pay too much attention to these titles during the weekend, but quietly waited for the game to start.

After a while, Weekend slowly walked onto the ring, with noisy shouts in his ears.

"The wind of killing, the wind of killing..."

"The wind of arrogance, the wind of arrogance..."

"Blood Wind Scythe, Blood Wind Scythe..."

There was also a small group shouting other slogans, and those who were present at the weekend looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Damn it, how did you meet this blood demon!" A hunchbacked old man whose soul power reached the level of Contra said with an ugly look on his face.

Taking a look at the teammates next to him, he saw that the two with the lowest soul power had also reached the soul emperor level. Their soul power was much higher than that of the Blood Demon opposite, but it could not provide them with any sense of security.

"Everyone come together, or we will all die!" A big man roared and rushed up with a giant axe.

The others followed closely with ferocious expressions, but it was a pity that these were all in vain.

Weekend's body was slightly shaken, his cyan glowing hair was dyed a touch of blood red, and a faint murderous aura shrouded the cyan lines on his body, giving people a strange feeling.

With a wave of his hand, the blood-red wind flew forward like a whip and a sickle.

The strong man who rushed over first was also a strong man at the Soul Saint level. Unfortunately, he encountered the double-strengthened wind and could not escape the fate of being divided into two.

Blood spurted out and spilled onto the ground.

The weekend is like a red ghost, erratic and rushing towards everyone quickly.

The red bloody wind blew by, the remaining limbs were scattered, and the heads rolled down on the ring like balls.

The noisy arena suddenly became silent. They had never seen the bloody and brutal side, but this time it was different!

That's Contra!

In just a few moves, his head was cut off, and the opponent's strength became stronger again.

Then more crazy shouts rang out, and the atmosphere at the scene became chaotic, as did everyone's actions.

Weekend glanced at these people and looked at his feet deeply.

A large surge of soul power came in and was sucked into the second Dantian, where it was slowly purified and then preserved.

Feeling the Second Dantian, I thought of Dugu Bo during the weekend.

A year ago, in order to strengthen Dugu Bo's strength, I thought of a fairy grass over the weekend.

Bloody Swan Kiss, a fairy grass that can be a thousand times more poisonous. Originally, this fairy grass was not going to be given to Dugu Bo during the weekend.

After all, the current intensity of the toxin can already kill Dugu Bo. If it were strengthened a thousand times, Dugu Bo would probably die on the spot.

However, in the later period, the soul bone jade beads in the body continued to evolve, making it become more and more magical.

(End of chapter)