The Unusual Number of Douluo

Ghost Douluo felt a little bit, and turned his head slightly to look behind him, his heart beating wildly, and then he speeded up desperately and continued to flee. He would never think that this time the action of besieging Zhao Xuan would become like this. child.

"hateful!"

Ghost Douluo roared in a low voice, also because of his peculiar state and lack of body, otherwise he didn't know what his hideous appearance would be.

Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly there was a thunder longbow in his hand that was shining brightly with thunder. When the bow was stretched and stretched, a somewhat illusory long arrow of God's consciousness appeared on the string, and it was gradually taken by the thunder. cover.

"Wow!"

The long arrow pierced the air, like a flash of surprise.

The ghost's complexion changed, and she quickly sank to avoid the Thunder Long Arrow, but who knew that the Thunder Long Arrow also followed him halfway, drawing a graceful arc in the air.

This is something that ghosts never expected. After Zhao Xuan mastered some starry sky construction methods, he became more comfortable with the application of divine consciousness. This thunder arrow was constructed entirely on divine consciousness and was naturally controlled by him.

"puff!"

The long arrow sank into Ghost Douluo's chest and let out a soft explosion.

"Well……"

Ghost Douluo staggered and threw Chrysanthemum Douluo out of his hand. His whole body was shining with purple-golden light, even if he was only in a state of mental state, the face hidden under the mask was still distorted. Are together.

In the mist-like body, there is constantly shining purple-gold thunder, like a blade walking through his internal organs, turning his body upside down, this kind of pain is hard to describe in words.

The body of Ju Douluo being thrown away was suddenly caught by both hands. Qianjun Douluo hugged Ju Douluo, and then said to Ghost Douluo with an ugly expression: "Ghost, are you okay?!"

"Take Yueguan, go!"

The ghostly low roar came out, Qianjun Douluo was startled, and immediately noticed Tang Hao who was catching up from behind. He gritted his teeth and ordered the guarded people beside him: "Go!"

Jiang Mo Douluo and Wuming Douluo were startled, and the ghost continued to roar, "Go!"

A few expressions were silent, and then he made a decisive decision, and ran towards Yuan Tian while protecting Ju Douluo. Zhao Xuan lowered his head and looked at Ghost Douluo, who was also looking at him.

The eyes hidden under the mask were as red as blood, with resentment, unwillingness, and a trace of relief.

Suddenly, the Purple Sky Divine Thunder that had sneaked into Ghost Douluo's body exploded, and Ghost Douluo's body also swelled up like a balloon, with pain in his scarlet eyes.

After that, with a deep blast, the yellow sand rolled away and scattered. It turned out that in the place of Ghost Douluo, a light and fluttering black robe and a simple mask fell to the ground.

"Ghost is dead?" At this moment, Tang Hao walked up, staring at the pile of clothes tightly.

"Ok."

Zhao Xuan nodded, feeling a little surprised.

Chapter 317

"It's really dead..."

The gaze in Tang Hao's eyes suddenly became a little complicated, but it was more of pleasure, a pleasure of revenge.

He slowly walked to the front of the black robe left by Ghost Douluo, and then slowly picked up the mask in the black robe. The mask was cold and did not have the slightest temperature.

That's right, how can a person without a body have temperature.

"Can you give this to me?"

Tang Hao asked Zhao Xuan with the mask.

With doubts in Zhao Xuan's eyes, he nodded gently: "If you want, take it."

"It's just a pity, I didn't leave Chrysanthemum Douluo."

"It's my problem, sorry."

Tang Hao looked at the mask in his hand, staring blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Dad, Xiaoxuan, are you all right?"

Tang San's figure dashed from the distant woods, his face was anxious, and after he fell, he looked at the two with a worried expression.

Seeing that they were all right, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately he noticed the mask in Tang Hao's hand. He felt a little familiar, and his expression changed for a moment after thinking about it.

"this is……"

"Ghost Douluo's mask is also... one of the people who killed your mother."

Tang Hao handed the mask in his hand to Tang San, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, with some bitterness on his firm face, and said, "If it wasn't for my health loss, maybe you could have hit Ju Douluo just now. killed."

Zhao Xuan glanced at Tang San, who was staring at the mask in his hand, and shook his head: "Forget it, there will be opportunities to kill him in the future, but uncle, you should take care of your body. You can't use it at will in the future."

"See it?"

"I see it."

Zhao Xuan let out a long breath. If he hadn't noticed that Tang Hao was sick, he might have chased him down just now.

"Dad, who are our enemies?"

Tang San's calm voice suddenly came from the side, calm enough to make people feel flustered.

Tang Hao looked at him with a look of relief. After hesitating for a while, he slowly said: "Others shouldn't worry about it. Many of the people involved in the encirclement and suppression campaign have already died, even including the pope of the previous generation. In addition to this ghost, the other strongest is that Yueguan."

"It's just a pity, there was a chance to kill him just now."

"Zhao Xuan!" Tang San suddenly shouted at Zhao Xuan.

"how?"

"Leave the month to me!"

Zhao Xuan looked at Tang San in surprise, only to see Tang San's eyes looking straight at him, his clear eyes were full of firmness.

Zhao Xuan was taken aback, pursed his lips and smiled freely: "He is not mine, you can kill if you want, but if you want to kill a Title Douluo, you still have to keep working hard."

Tang San took a deep breath and nodded, his eyes flickering.

...

Star City.

Zhao Xuan was alone and stepped into the imperial city of the Star Luo Empire again. Looking at the bustling and hustle and bustle around him, he couldn't help feeling a bit as if he was a world away.

There were busy traffic on the avenue, laughter and anger kept coming from the stalls on the street and the buildings on both sides. Zhao Xuan was alone, and suddenly felt a little out of place with this world.

"It seems that Uncle Tang Hao is right. If you want to adapt to this world, I am afraid that you need to adjust it a lot."