The Unusual Number of Douluo

A long sigh sounded in the ears of Tang San and the God of Death, their faces became stiff at the same time, and then their complexions suddenly changed, except that one was delighted, and the other frowned, with a frown on his face. With incredible color.

Turning around and looking around, Zhao Xuan, dressed in white, stood unscathed in the void. He carried a spear and looked at the god of death with unkind eyes.

"Grandson, dare to attack your grandpa."

Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and stared at the god of death.

Chapter 503

"Zhao Xuan!"

Tang San looked at the white figure in surprise, his tight face bursting with joy, and everyone in Tian Dou breathed a sigh of relief in the distance, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and his heart fell when he mentioned his throat. Down.

On the contrary, the joy that had just risen on Title Douluo's face left by the robbery of the Martial Soul Palace disappeared instantly, becoming extremely depraved.

And Zhao Xuan, who was standing in the void, had a cold face, and his eyes were shining with thunder, filled with rolling anger, like a depressed volcano.

He stared at the god of death, wishing to eat his flesh, if he hadn't had the sixth soul ability to save his life, he might have really fallen.

"not dead?"

There was some surprise on the handsome face of the god of death, and then he let out a sigh of foul breath.

"Some trouble."

Zhao Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure turned into a thunder in the next moment, holding a sharp spear and quickly slew towards the god of death.

The purple-golden thunder light contains radiant righteousness and sacred power, just like the first ray of sunlight when the sun rises, capable of penetrating all darkness.

"This feeling is really uncomfortable."

He stared straight at the thunder light on Zhao Xuan, whispering softly.

The next moment, he threw out the death sickle in his hand, and the chain connected to the end of the death sickle made a squeaky sound. One end of the chain protruded from the deep long sleeves of the god of death, and he was caught in his hand, as if There is no end and it will continue to extend.

Although this hand seemed to be light and handy, it had extremely high skill, because the sickle of death that was thrown out at random was slashed straight towards Zhao Xuan.

The blade of the death sickle was shining with snow-white rays of light, which reflected each other with its black sickle body, as if it would be cut by a knife and it would separate yin and yang, and life and death would be divided forever.

At this moment, the boundary between life and death seemed to become obvious before Zhao Xuan's eyes, making him a little lost.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's spirits lifted up, and his slightly confused eyes regained clarity. He held a sharp spear and flew the sickle of death that had been slashed on his body, and the whole person retreated dozens of steps.

"Suoso!"

The slender black chain pierced into the deep sleeves of the god of death.

He was still standing there, his figure did not move at all, and the death sickle on the other end of the chain fell firmly into his slightly pale hand. There seemed to be only two colors on his body, except for black and white, like a partition. Yin and yang.

"Can he send out a divine consciousness method that will affect me too? How far is his power restored?"

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's eyes suddenly became a little surprised. He took a deep look at the god of death, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the resurrected evil god.

He still remembered that at the very beginning, when he was still in Canghui Academy, the God of Death had just recovered and would only avoid him when he met him, but now he has become his enemy!

These evil gods are gods who have lived for countless years, even if they retreat for a while, but after all, their background is beyond his ability to contend.

"But... if he is allowed to recuperate for a while, then there is really nothing he can do."

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, and then attacked the god of death again.

"Don't give up?"

The god of death frowned slightly, feeling a bit tricky. His current strength has not yet recovered to the realm of gods, and he also has three points of fear for Zhao Xuan.

and……

He glanced at Tang San who was not far away, his heart sinking slightly. Now the chaos of Douluo Continent has fallen out, and even the heirs of the gods have appeared one after another. He didn't notice the chaos that he did not believe in the gods, but Why they didn't make a move is worth pondering...

Zhao Xuan noticed the god of death's momentary wandering, which made his eyes light up, and a vague wave of fluctuations instantly enveloped the god of death.

"Illusion, condensation!"

Zhao Xuan suddenly spoke softly, awakening the god of death who was distracted.

Before he could react, he just felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the world around him had undergone earth-shaking changes.

White clouds floated in the blue sky, and he didn't know when he was standing on an endless prairie. The breeze was blowing, the leaves of grass were flying, and the smell of soil and grass was unusually clear.

The Death God's eyes condensed, and he stretched out his pale left hand with a light wave, and a green grass flew onto his hand, twisting his fingers slightly, and the green and cool grass liquid slowly permeated out.

He couldn't help but murmured, "This illusion has such a real feeling."

Suddenly, he raised his head and his gaze fell into the mid-air a hundred meters away, where a figure in white clothes was quietly looking at him.

"The ground is cracked!"

Zhao Xuan looked at the god of death, spoke softly, and said everything, if he said the law, the world began to change in an instant, the earth began to shake, and huge cracks suddenly appeared on the grassland, destroying the beautiful harmony in front of him. Picture scroll.

The death god's body was also trembling, which made him frowned. This real illusion made him think of a certain god that had fallen.

"Soul, Xuanwei construction method...no, it can reach this level, maybe there is also the starry sky construction method of the Lord of Illusion."

Thinking of those two people, not only did not let the face of the god of death loosen, but became more severe. The more you understand the two people, the more you will be aware of the horror of the two people. The two people have a high level of spiritual knowledge and evolution. The world has reached a point where the fake and the real are affecting reality.

The earth's tremor became more and more intense, which made him have to leave the earth and fly towards a higher sky.

However, as soon as he got up, Zhao Xuan, who was staring at him, spoke again.

"No space!"

The pressure on his body suddenly increased to an unimaginable point, as if his shoulders were resisting a piece of sky, and the heavy pressure instantly caused the body of the god of death to fall.

The earth collapsed, and the place he was standing on gradually turned into an isolated island, and crimson magma surged under the surrounding abyss.

"The wind is coming!"

From the depths of the remote grassland, the tangible and intangible transparent color wind hit, instantly enveloping the god of death.

"Suoso!!!"

The revealed black chains trembled crazily, and the clanking clanging sounded from time to time.

The figure of the god of death began to flutter, only then did Zhao Xuan discover that the god of death did not have a physical body now, and his body was actually between virtual and real.

This discovery made Zhao Xuan's heart move slightly. In this case, the physical attack might be useless to him. Reminiscing about some details just now, Zhao Xuan suddenly waved to the sky and said coldly: "Thunder!"