Chapter 183 The Evolution of Ancient Demon Douluo, I Want It (4K)

"Death Knight, Death Knight, I'm afraid we're going to fail this time..."

Ancient Demon Douluo's voice was low, the huge body of the evil ancient blood demon was steaming with blood, and the head released a layer of hazy twisted brilliance. He tried his best to maintain his cultivation, but his breath was less than 50% of the usual.

The three extreme attributes of the six-winged angel all restrained the evil spirit, and to make the three evil douluos worse was the sacred purification attached to the angel realm, and the soul power and mental power of the evil douluos continued to melt.

If they had been in the angel realm all the time, even without Ling Bai's action, the three evil douluos would have been defeated due to the exhaustion of soul power.

The Death Knight Douluo and the Death Knight Douluo wore the gray-black armor of the dead, soothed the restless undead warhorse under their crotch, and said bitterly:

"Brother Gu Mo, although the six-winged angel restrains us, it is not so easy for this kid to kill us, let's fight him!"

As soon as the voice fell, nine soul rings that showed the cultivation of the Titled Douluo appeared beside the two Death Knights. The evil soul master has an evil secret method to advance the soul ring. The soul ring ratio of the Death Knight Douluo and the Death Knight Douluo is a terrifying two purple and seven black!

The eighth and ninth soul rings shine at the same time!

The two are brothers, inseparable on weekdays. After the martial soul awakens, the types of soul beasts they hunt are exactly the same, and they have obtained exactly the same soul skills!

The eighth soul skill, fearless knight!

The limbs of the undead warhorse became more and more powerful, and on the broad back of the undead warhorse sat the death knight holding a skeleton spear. The armor of the dead turned into a heavy armor with metal patterns. He tightened the reins and rushed towards the high six-winged angel!

The ninth soul skill, death impact!

The death knight is a top-level evil martial soul. Under the strengthening effect of the fearless knight, the death knight, the death knight and the undead warhorse are united, and the powerful instantaneous explosive force of the death impact brought a whistling hurricane around them. The charge of the two death knights is like a thousand troops!

Ling Bai looked down at the charging death knight, his clear golden eyes were calm, and the third and fourth soul rings began to rotate!

After absorbing the 200,000-year origin of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, the third and fourth soul skills of the six-winged angel transformed into blood red, and the soul skills were also advanced to 100,000-year soul skills. The blazing golden light bursting out of the sacred heart illuminated the dark night of the Mingdu wilderness like daylight!

A roar suddenly sounded from the sky, and countless shining sword qi wrapped in blazing golden light broke through the layers of dark clouds in the sky and fell towards the Death Knight who was constantly charging below!

Ten thousand feet of glory!

The sky was pouring with holy sword qi, and the Death Knight's eyes reflected a scorching sword blade, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to let out a hysterical roar.

However, absolute restraint is absolute restraint, and it cannot be changed by desperate efforts.

Under the pressure of the two hundred thousand year soul skills, the Death Knight Douluo and the Death Knight Douluo had no time to scream, and they were pierced by the descending holy sword qi. In an instant, they fell to the ground, and their pupils seemed to still reveal shock and fear.

Ancient Demon Douluo ran, opened his arms and steadily caught the bodies of the Death Knight Douluo and the Death Knight Douluo with thousands of holes.

Ling Bai's eyes flashed with surprise, and his voice was like a bell: "In my impression, evil soul masters are all a bunch of rats. I didn't expect you to keep their bodies intact."

"No, I am a rat!"

The giant with a bloody face and fangs laughed wildly: "You think I am kind-hearted and still care about them when I am about to die. What a joke!

The reason for my action is very simple. The purification of the angel field alone has already involved most of my energy. Going with the two of them is just sending myself to death. It's better to let these two idiots die first!

I want to evolve!"

Ancient Demon Douluo opened his bloody mouth and threw Death Knight Douluo and Death Knight Douluo into his mouth, biting them with a squeak, looking satisfied as if he was tasting some peerless delicacy.

After swallowing his two colleagues, the giant incarnated by Ancient Demon Douluo did not expand again, but shrank rapidly like a punctured balloon. The bones all over his body made a dense and complicated clicking sound, and the muscles bulged into small arc-shaped pieces.

The innate ability of the evil ancient blood demon, evolution!

Gu Mo Douluo can reach level 96, second only to the two extremes and the chief and deputy leaders in the Holy Spirit Church, relying on his evolutionary talent after devouring the flesh and blood of living beings!

Now he is facing the six-winged angel, the natural enemy of the evil soul master. If he wants to survive, he must evolve stronger!

Gu Mo Douluo's body is filled with the pleasure of power, as if he saw the endless evil creatures and heard hoarse roars!

He saw the six wings of the angel behind Ling Bai, and then the evil ancient blood demon grew wings. The blood wings grew out like a centipede crawling out from the ground, and the solid exoskeleton wrapped around his fist.

The muscles made a crackling sound, and Gu Mo Douluo looked at Ling Bai in the sky with a ferocious face, and said fiercely:

"If I devour your flesh and blood, will I evolve into the number one person in the world today?"

"You can try it." Ling Bai gently hooked his finger.

With the power of Death Knight Douluo and Death Knight Douluo, both the combat power and mentality of Ancient Demon Douluo have expanded to the extreme. Even if it is a six-winged angel with three extreme attributes, he dares to go forward and touch it.

Compared with the soul ring ratio of the two Death Knights, the soul ring of Ancient Demon Douluo is more terrifying. The nine ten thousand year soul rings release a dark light that is out of tune in the angel field. The next second, the ninth soul ring shines brilliantly!

The ninth soul skill of the evil ancient blood demon, the ancient demon fist!

From the beginning, Ancient Demon Douluo struck with all his strength. He was extremely confident that his punch contained a lifetime of evil thoughts and evil aura. The leader of the Holy Spirit, Zhong Liwu, had to avoid its sharp edge when he came. He was going to smash the Seraph's head with one punch. !

A crisp sound sounded, causing Ancient Demon Douluo's fantasy to come to an abrupt end. His fist did not feel as soft as expected, and his whole body froze.

This is not a blow to the human head. This is simply a blow to the hardest rare metal in the world!

But now that there are no rare metals, Ancient Demon Douluo's all-out Ancient Demon Fist hit the tip of the Angel's Holy Sword!

Ancient Demon Douluo almost shattered one of his steel teeth, twisted his face, and moved towards Ling Bai with a surge of soul power. However, the angel holy sword remained as motionless as Mount Tai, and his fist filled with evil thoughts and evil aura could not move any further forward. !

The Angel Holy Sword ignored the evil aura and pierced Ancient Demon Douluo's fist. The fist stagnated in place. The two of them seemed to be suddenly petrified, and the whole world fell into silence.

The night wind roared wildly and continued to rage in the sky. Ancient Demon Douluo's crazy expression became stiff, and a bone-chilling chill gradually spread in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, starting from swinging the right fist of the Ancient Demon Fiend Fist, the unparalleled pain spread to the whole body in the blink of an eye. Ancient Demon Douluo's eyes widened, thick sweat fell down, and he looked at the sacred figure in front of him in horror.

The six angel wings behind Ling Bai turned into burning red-gold flame wings at some point, and the angel soul core in the center of his eyebrows shed a little light.

With the seven hundred thousand year old angel's true body, the one hundred thousand year old soul skill Great Sun Angel, the one hundred thousand year soul skill Sacred Heart, the Gold of Living Beings, and the Angel Realm, Ling Bai's body had been amplified to an astonishing level.

Physical fitness means an all-round improvement in strength, speed, recovery, etc. Not to mention that after condensing the angel soul core, the soul power has reached the level of a titled Douluo. Ling Bai can even use his flesh and blood to resist the ancient demon evil. Boxing, it’s just not necessary.

Sighing, Ling Bai gave a friendly reminder: "Remember not to use your ineffective evil attributes to attack Seraphim in the next life."

His left palm lightly patted Ancient Demon Douluo's chest, but Ancient Demon Douluo's eyes suddenly popped out. The extremely cold soul power of the Emperor's Palm Dahan Wuxue invaded his inner organs instantly. Ancient Demon Douluo struggled to turn around and escape, and the Angel Holy Sword Digging into the back muscles without mercy.

With a scream that shook the sky, Ancient Demon Douluo fell to the ground. Ling Bai used the momentum of his fall to tear off the pair of blood wings from his muscular back. The blood shot into the sky and splashed everywhere, which was extremely strange in the night. Poignant.

The ninety-sixth level Super Evil Douluo no longer had the majesty of the past. He was like a frightened child, whimpering and waving his limbs, trying to drive away Ling Bai.

This was destined to be a useless effort. The Ancient Demon Douluo was deeply embedded in the earth. The "perfect" body he evolved from doing evil things in his life and devouring all living beings was shattered. At the same moment, Ling Bai stepped on his back and drew out the angel's holy sword. Nichirin slashed at his neck.

Ancient Demon Douluo, fell.

Soul power advanced to level seventy-four.

When the angel lineage kills the evil soul master, the evil soul beast will purify part of the soul power and use it for his own use. Ling Bai felt the soul power growing in his body and looked a little helpless.

The first angel's soul core and three ultimate attributes made his soul power more solid than that of ordinary titled Douluo, so he was promoted to three levels after killing three evil Douluo.

"The supreme leader Ye Xishui, the leader Zhong Liwu, the deputy leader Fengling, the eight elders, the twelve worshipers, the Holy Spirit Sect has a total of twenty-three titled Douluo."

Ling Bai clapped his fingers and counted like the King of Hell:

"Ancient Demon, Death Knight, Death Knight, and Resentful Evil, I have already killed four titled Douluo. With the remaining nineteen titled Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult plus the Evil Spirit Master in one pot, can I be promoted to Super Douluo?" Luo..."

Ling Bai has always been at odds with the evil soul master, and is bound to drive out the Holy Spirit Sect.

Of course, it's not for the insignificant soul power, it's purely to protect all living beings in the Douluo Continent! (Justice face)

After the battle, it was time for the exciting bag licking session.

Evil Douluo committed all kinds of crimes by burning, killing, and looting, and accumulated an extremely rich net worth, each worth eight figures. Ling Bai's face was full of regret when he saw it, but the responsibility of the Seraphim to purify the world forced him to bear it, and he could only Shame on you for accepting this dirty money.

In addition to a huge amount of gold soul coins, the three evil Douluo storage soul guides also contained many evil objects used for cultivation. Ling Bai burned them all with the holy fire.

The most important trophy among the trophies is undoubtedly a piece of head soul bone obtained from the dissection of Ancient Demon Douluo. It is up to 70,000 years old and was produced from the king of the Demonic Forest of the Sun and Moon Empire, the Evil Eye Tyrant.

The Evil-Eye Tyrant is a spiritual soul beast. The full name of the Evil Emperor, the second most ferocious beast in the mainland, is the Evil-Eye Tyrant Lord, and he rules the entire Evil Forest.

Among the six regular parts, Evil Eye Tyrant can only produce head soul bones, and they are the best head soul bones in Douluo Continent.

Judging purely from a mental perspective, this evil-eyed tyrant soul bone is better than many hundred-thousand-year-old head soul bones.

Ling Bai accepted it with a smile and considered who to give it to in the future.

Late at night, Linglong Pavilion.

Ning Fengyu returned to the ninth floor of Linglong Pavilion, closed the door, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly. She kicked off her green-gold high heels and paced irritably with her bare feet.

There was a sudden knock on the door. With a dark face, Ning Fengyu thought that her confidant had brought some terrible news. When she saw the person coming in clearly, her expression was startled and she said in confusion:

"Xiao Bai, didn't you break through level 70 and hunt soul beasts?"

"Yes, the killing is over." Ling Bai replied calmly.

"Xiaotian told me tonight, and you've come back in just a few hours?" Ning Fengyu was stunned for a moment.

"With Aunt Yu's intelligence, even if Aunt Ya and the teacher don't say it, some things are already known in her heart. How about we keep it to each other?"

Ning Fengyu snorted lightly, but really stopped asking, but deliberately confirmed: "So you are a Soul Saint?"

Yellow, purple, black, and red, the seven soul rings rose up, facts speak louder than words.

Ling Bai still hid the real soul ring color, and by the way, hid the seven golden patterns of the Snow Emperor's soul ring.

"Wow! One hundred thousand years!"

Ning Fengyu exclaimed, and her beautiful eyes rolled around in amazement. She immediately plunged into Ling Bai's arms with tears in her eyes, sobbing:

"Xiaobai!

Someone bullied Linglong Pavilion and bullied me!

You have to make the decision for me!"

"No..."

Ling Bai was dumbfounded, this acting skill came as soon as he said it!

"Aunt Yu, tell me. I will definitely help if I can." Ling Bai smiled bitterly.

Ning Fengyu secretly glanced at Ling Bai and said in a crying voice: "The underground forces in Mingdu are mixed, with three families being the most respected: Xishui League, Aodu Chamber of Commerce, and Pingfan League.

We in Linglong Pavilion usually value harmony and only do some small business of reselling rare metals and soul guides. How dare we offend these three giants? But Pingfan League actually bullied us!

Xiaobai, you also know that Linglong Pavilion has direct disciples of Jiubao Liuli Sect sent by my sister to explore rare metal veins. With them, Linglong Pavilion can save the world at the lowest cost. A huge amount of rare metals were found.

The bitch Shangguan Weier of Pingfan League seemed to have discovered the specialness of Linglong Pavilion, and forced me to hand over the disciples with exploration ability and Linglong Pavilion to submit to Pingfan League, otherwise she would launch an underground war to annex us and capture me to Pingfan League to receive customers! "

"Really..."

Ling Bai was half-believing and half-doubting. Judging from his previous understanding of Ning Fengyu, it was definitely four-tenths true and six-tenths false. Pingfan League was really planning to attack Linglong Pavilion, and the idea of ​​capturing her to receive customers was most likely Ning Fengyu's own exaggeration.

"Innocence!"

Ning Fengyu patted her towering chest, causing a surge of waves, and pulled Ling Bai to sit on the sofa, saying softly:

"Xiaobai, when I was a child, I raised you with a handful of snacks and a handful of drinks. Now my pure body is being dragged to entertain customers. You can't just stand by and watch me die!

In a few days, it will be the annual traditional festival of the Sun and Moon Empire, Shengming Festival. Shangguan Weier will host a banquet for the high-level leaders of the Ordinary League at the Minghuang Hotel..."

Ling Bai squinted his eyes: "Aunt Yu, you don't want to do them, do you?"

"My Xiaobai is so smart, he understands it at once!"

"The Ordinary League is an old underground force anyway, and Shangguan Weier is at least a Titled Douluo. Although you and I are both Titled Douluo combat power, it is not easy for me to take action. The six-winged angel is unique in the entire Douluo Continent, like a business card. ..."

"Don't worry, I just got an eighth-level soul guide from the secret line of Mingde Hall, which is the isolation type, and I guarantee that our identities will not be exposed. Just help me kill Shangguan Weier, you don't want me to be suppressed by that vixen all the time...

Please, please!

Please, please, you are the best..."

Seeing that Ling Bai never said a word, but just had an expression of watching you act, Ning Fengyu stood up directly, squatted down in front of Ling Bai and shook his legs, her knees pressed against the white and full, her beautiful legs were tight and upturned, outlining a soul-stirring curve, her red lips slightly opened:

"I want it∽"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Bai jumped up instantly, backed away all the way and stuck to the corner, and said in horror:

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't come over, I promised, I promised!"