Dou Po: Rebirth of the Amethyst Winged Lion King, more sons and more blessings

"Grumble!"

After the Soul Demon Old Man devoured the Soul Gu Frog, streaks of blood began to bulge out on his face, which looked a bit scary.

However, although his face was ugly, no one cared about it at this time.

The vast fighting energy in the soul demon old man's body became extremely violent at this moment.

"Cuck!"

An earth-shattering croaking sound came from the changed mouth of the old soul demon.

The energy between heaven and earth quickly condensed in the mutated big mouth of the old soul demon.

In just an instant, a thick blood ball emerged.

"boom!"

As soon as the sticky blood globule appeared, it rushed out of many eyes, and finally collided with the blood line flashing across the sky!

"boom!"

At the moment of impact, strong blood light spread out, covering almost the entire mountain range in a dark bright red.

If all this energy spreads, I am afraid that at least half of this huge fallen mountain range will turn into a plain.

"Boom! Boom!"

Soon, before the blood light dissipated, two figures flew out violently from within the huge blood-colored ball of light, and finally hit the two mountain peaks heavily.

Then, in the mountain peak that was smashed into ruins, Xiao Chen and the old soul demon flew up staggeringly. Both of them looked a little embarrassed with blood all over their bodies.

"Senior Xiao Chen!"

"Elder Soul Demon!"

Seeing the miserable appearance of the two, people on both sides were shocked, obviously they had never expected that they would fight so hard.

"This man is quite ruthless. He actually swallowed the Gu insect to resist the blow..."

Xiao Chen looked at the old soul demon over there, with some regret in his eyes.

His blow just now was a threat to the Six-Star Fighting Saint, but it was a pity that he did not kill the old soul demon.

Of course, although the old soul demon is not dead, he has paid a huge price. In the next few decades, it will be difficult to improve his strength because the fighting spirit in his body is corroded by Gu insects.

"Demon Saint, I'm afraid this round is still a draw. In the last round, I can only rely on you!"

Xiao Chen came to Lu Chuan's side and said bitterly that he regretted dealing with the old soul demon now. If he had appeared for the third time, he might not have wasted the second opportunity.

"It doesn't matter. After two draws, in this last round, I will let you take away Hun Miesheng's life..." Lu Chuan waved his hand, and then handed Xiao Chen a pill to restore his injuries.

"Although the first two rounds were drawn, in the last round, the Demon Saint personally took action, and there will never be any more mistakes..."

"Yes, how could that guy Hun Mie Sheng be the opponent of Lord Demon Saint!"

At this moment, although the battle between the Soul Palace and the Demon Sect has ended in two draws, the people on the Demon Sect side are very relaxed because they are very sure that Hun Mie Sheng is not Lu Chuan's opponent.

"It's a draw... Elder Soul Demon, you've got a big deal this time!"

Looking at the results of the previous two games, Hun Miesheng became more and more angry as he thought about it, his brows furrowed.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the results achieved by the old soul demon.

"Hmph, then next time you try it yourself?"

Hearing this, the old man Soul Demon suddenly turned cold, and his heart was filled with anger at the moment.

"I have long said that we should start a complete war with the Demon Sect directly. You want to engage in a high-level decisive battle. Now you are riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. If you lose the last round, huh, there will be something good to watch then!"

The old soul demon said angrily in a low voice. "The existence of the Soul Palace is very important to our Soul Clan. Now is not the time to use it for head-to-head confrontation with others. If you really want to start a full-scale war, when the plan is completed in the future, I will naturally let you fight to the full!" The Master of the Soul Palace said calmly. road.

"Stop talking nonsense, Miessheng, that Demon Saint looks extraordinary. This last game is the key battle that determines the outcome. Have you figured out how to deal with the Demon Saint?"

Hun Qianmo interrupted the conversation between Hun Miesheng and the old man Hun Mo, his voice a little solemn.

The Demon Saint's reputation is by no means groundless. It is extremely difficult to defeat Hun Mie Sheng, a Five-Star Fighting Saint, with his early stage strength.

"I have no chance of winning this battle. It seems that I have to send another strong person from the clan..."

Hearing Hun Qianmo's words, Hun Miesheng sighed. He was very self-aware.

After saying this, Hun Mie Sheng took a step forward and said bluntly: "Everyone, we still need to wait for this third competition today..."

"The soul destroys life. The candidates for the competition have been decided. How can we change it easily? If you are afraid of death, kowtow and surrender as soon as possible. In the future, our Demon Sect can let you leave fire in the Soul Palace!"

As soon as Hun Miesheng opened his mouth, the shrewd Hai Bodong knew what he meant and quickly interrupted Hun Miesheng's words.

"you……"

Hearing Hai Bodong's words, he felt extremely angry, but it was hard to refute him at the moment.

"Huh... Mie Sheng, if you are prepared for this battle, even if you can't win, there should be no problem in drawing with it... Wait until all three rounds are drawn, and then let nature take its course and proceed to the fourth round. A competition!"

Due to the face of the Hun clan, Hun Qianmo looked gloomy and said bravely.

"Go ahead and fight against the Demon Saint. Even if you lose, it doesn't matter..." The old soul demon also echoed from the side.

"Alas...that's all we can do!"

Hearing this, Hun Mie Sheng could only nod helplessly, and then came to the mid-air between the two camps.

"Haha, Soul Destroyer and Demon Saint are fighting each other, this battle is already won or lost!"

"The Demon Saint is so powerful that even the Soul Demon Old Man may not be a match for him, not to mention the Pure Lotus Demon Fire to help him..."

As Hun Mie Sheng took steps, the people watching the battle began to discuss one after another.

"Two of the three games have been tied, which is beyond our expectations. However, it's not that easy for you to defeat me..."

The soul-destroying steps finally paused slowly when they were a hundred feet away from Lu Chuan.

To others, his words sounded like he was cheering himself up.

"You really dare to think about a draw with me..."

Hearing Hun Mie Sheng's words, Lu Chuan's mouth showed some joking. This was the funniest joke he had ever heard today.

Originally, his side had not decided on the person to take action, but Lu Chuan chose to take action himself in order not to expose more people's strength.

This battle was the most important one today. On one side was the Lord of the Soul Palace and on the other was the Lord of the Demon Sect. They were both leaders of the top strength in this continent.

"Stop talking nonsense and let me send you on your way..."

Lu Chuan took a step forward. Such power shocked Dehun Miesheng.

At this moment, Lu Chuan only showed the cultivation of the late Five-Star Dou Sage, and he did not use any trump cards.

"Peng!"

"Crack!"

Lu Chuan slapped it with his palm, and Hun Mie Sheng used all his strength to barely resist it. Several bones in his body were broken.

"It seems that we can only use that one!"

In the eyes of Hun Miesheng, black flames with strange devouring power seeped out, and the energy from the surrounding world was continuously sucked into his body, and then he was completely absorbed by that strange power. Devour. (End of chapter)