The Unusual Number of Douluo

Above the originally blue sky, in an instant, there were clouds and lightning, thunder and lightning, and thunder snakes moved randomly in the clouds.

Chapter 504

"Ok?"

Seeing the thunder in the sky, the face of the god of death changed slightly.

His brows frowned slightly above his handsome face, and a bright thunder light reflected in his gloomy pupils.

Then he put his gaze on Zhao Xuan, his face calmly said in a flat tone: "Why bother so hard, you can't kill me, I want to get rid of here only need to pay a little bit more, and you are not necessarily better. Let's give it up, how?"

Looking at the white, handsome and serious face of the God of Death, Zhao Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth, wishing to poke a few holes in his face with his sharp gun, and then pointed at his face loudly and told him that you were just yin Why did I go when I was.

Pooh!

Zhao Xuan sneered, then spit lightly, looking at the god of death with cold eyes.

"Is this your answer? Then I understand..."

The god of death sighed, and then he glanced at the sky, and a black mist gradually spread from the soles of his feet. These black mists are extremely strange. According to the truth, Zhao Xuan is the unique master in this illusion. Under his control, but when the black mist appeared, he found that he had lost the sense of the area covered by the black mist.

Zhao Xuan's eyes condensed, and his heart moved at will.

The wild thunder in the sky suddenly became agitated, hovering over the sky where the god of death was, and the endless thunder light made the dark clouds somewhat pale. When they gathered to a certain size, a high-spirited dragon head suddenly gathered, and then protruded from the dark clouds towards The god of death swooped over.

"trouble."

There were no waves in the dark eyes of the god of death. He stretched his hand into the sleeve on the left. Although the movement fell in Zhao Xuan's eyes slowly, it was actually extremely fast.

Under Zhao Xuan's gaze, the God of Death slowly raised a glazed lamp from his left sleeve. On the glazed lamp was a black handle. Through the dim glazed glass, we could see a faint blue light flickering inside.

When Zhao Xuan's thunder fell, a faint blue torrent suddenly emerged from the glazed lamp, and there was a harsh screaming sound, accompanied by fear, pain, resentment, unwillingness, and anger.

"this is……"

Zhao Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart was shocked.

Beneath the divine consciousness, there was nothing in it, and the faint blue torrent was composed of souls, and in Zhao Xuan's perception, each soul possessed different characteristics.

After they came out, they surrounded the god of death, forming a series of blue light bands.

The thunder dragon rushing down suddenly came to a halt, Zhao Xuan stared at the god of death, and said coldly: "You actually blasphemed the soul of the dead."

The God of Death also seemed to have an accident. He looked at Zhao Xuan quietly, and said flatly: "It turns out that you wouldn't dare to do this. If I had known this, I would use other methods, but..."

His gaze looked at the faint blue light belt surrounding him, his hand was gently pulled, dozens of souls fell into his palm, and then his slender and pale fingers were gently twisted, and those souls suddenly turned into faint blue. The light and shadow dissipated.

"It's just a mere soul, does it need to be so angry?"

Zhao Xuan's eyes were cold, and he did not answer the words of the god of death. There were tens of thousands of souls in the faint blue light belt, but with his keen sense of God, he caught a lot of those light belts that were slightly familiar. Figures, those are all Tang Sect disciples who died in the war.

And other souls come from everywhere, so naturally there is no need to say more, this god of death is definitely one of the culprits in this war!

Cthulhu is regarded as a representative of evil for a reason.

Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, and saw that the thunder dragon that had been stagnant in the sky once again swooped down toward the god of death.

"It seems that you are not as kind-hearted as you just showed."

The faint way of the god of death, the surrounding souls suddenly began to burn, and the painful voice was enough to tear people's eardrums.

A thin gleam covered the top of the death god's head, and the mighty Thunder Dragon could not break through its blockade.

"What kind of power is this?"

Zhao Xuan's heart was shocked, and it was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing. The Purple Cloud Divine Thunder had always been invincible, and this was the first time he had met a rival that matched it.

After blocking the Purple Cloud God Thunder, the Death God glanced at Zhao Xuan, and then his body slowly sank into the black mist beneath his feet.

Zhao Xuan had no time to think about it at this moment, his eyes suddenly flashed when he looked at the god of death, all kinds of violent rules appeared in the illusion, the ground fire was turbulent, and he had the benefit of killing the gun, and he had the magic of the eighth soul skill. , Zhao Xuan's mastery of the illusion became more powerful.

Under the riot of various elements, the sinking body of the god of death also stagnated, but he still couldn't completely stop his movements.

The dark clouds of death pervade, death represents silence, and all attacks enter it and disappear into the invisible.

Whether it is thunder, storm, fire, ice, rock, space, poison, darkness, spirit...

"You can't stop me."

The body sank slowly, and slowly the god of death only revealed the upper half of his body, which was still exposed, facing Zhao Xuan's heavy gaze, the god of death said flatly.

"Since these things can't help you, then... pure power!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's figure abruptly appeared in front of the Death God, and the death God's eyes were stunned. In the same place, Zhao Xuan's figure was still here.

"Soul skills!"

The god of death sank in his heart, and the sickle of death quickly condensed on the cloud of death.

But it was too late. When the Death Scythe appeared, Zhao Xuan's fist had already blasted down.

Among his cultivation bases, Zhao Xuan's strongest strength is!

At the moment Zhao Xuan made a fist, the void trembled slightly, and the entire illusion began to shatter. When it was swung down, the space screamed for it.

"boom!"

An inaudible voice sounded, the space was broken like glass, and the iron fist covered with dim light fell on the head of the god of death.

"boom!"

The huge air wave dissipated towards the surroundings, and the cloud of death was fragmented.

"call!"

Standing on the void, Zhao Xuan heard a long breath from his mouth and nose. He was about to look around, but he heard Tang San's anxious call.

"Be careful!"

There was a strong sense of crisis in Zhao Xuan's heart. He seemed to be in the cold. He turned around stiffly, but he heard a sigh, and then a bright red blood sprinkled on his face, causing He fell into a sluggish moment...

Chapter 505

Warm blood poured on Zhao Xuan's slightly pale face, he looked at the person in front of him, his eyes dull.

The Title Douluo who were fighting in the distance also stopped their movements, staring at all this dumbfounded.

"senior!"