The Only Immortal Cultivator of Douluo

Chapter 61 Hesitation will lead to defeat
Su Bai felt as if he was in another world, and some pictures kept flashing before his eyes.

It seems to be my own memory.

From the time he was a little blue star, he didn't know who his parents were, and was picked up by the director of the orphanage.

Thinking about it now, it was really lucky at that time to meet such a good person as Dean Bai.

Su Bai looked at the scene in front of him, and fell into memories on his own initiative.

……

Ten miles outside the town.

Now, the entire grove is shrouded in red mist. A colorful python surrounds the grove. The snake's head is raised high and its mouth is wide open, continuously spewing out red mist.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the white-haired boy didn't escape, and he couldn't break free from the red mist, Bai Jia couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

This is the last life-saving trump card of the three of them, Wumeng and Huanling's martial soul fusion technique, Dameng Chunqiu.

This is a martial soul fusion technique similar to domain.

As long as you step into this red mist, you will not only lose your way, but also be constantly disturbed by illusions.

The illusions in the red mist are all from the memories of the trapped people, so real that people will sink unconsciously.

Maybe once or twice can withstand it, ten times, twenty times?
Or in the face of your inner desires, the mistakes you have made, and those unwilling regrets?

Although this big dream spring and autumn move has no positive lethality, it can continuously consume the spirit and will of the trapped person.

Unless, the trapped person has enough mental power and firm will, or can break through all methods with one force, directly break through the fog, and escape from the trap.

Otherwise, even if you walk out of the Dream Spring and Autumn, you will have to peel off your skin if you are not dead.

At this time, with his level 68 soul power, Bai Jia was more than enough to make up the knife.

Relying on tacit cooperation, the three of Bai Jia have killed many high-level soul saints, and even killed a level 82 Contra.

"What should we do now?" Phantom asked while maintaining Dameng's age.

"Since the white-haired boy couldn't come out of the Dream Spring and Autumn immediately, it means that he must have fallen into an illusion.

We can wait and see here, and when he comes out, I can try to kill him.

Even if we can't, we can leave here, and he will definitely not be able to come after us again. "

Bai Jia stood aside, talking unhurriedly, as if he was sure of winning.

Wumeng: "*&%￥..."

"Wumeng, what are you talking about? Make it clear."

Wumeng worked hard to move his mouth, and said:
"I think we should run away quickly, the real strength of this white-haired boy is definitely beyond our imagination.

Taking advantage of this moment, even if Phantom and I withdrew our soul power at this time, the red mist could last for a while longer, enough for us to escape. "

"Is this white-haired boy so scary? I think he's easy to fall for."

"Maybe...he just doesn't care."

Wumeng said with a sense of loss.

As soon as he thought of the young man in white uttering words in his dream, the two words destroyed the dream he had constructed, and his heart couldn't help trembling.

To crush oneself with absolute strength in a dream, what kind of spiritual power is this.

This move of Dream Spring and Autumn is indeed very powerful, and none of the martial soul fusion skills is weak.

Leapfrogging challenges is a basic exercise.

However, although he and Huan Ling's martial spirits are very compatible, the relationship between the two is not so good.

Therefore, Dream Spring and Autumn cannot exert its full power.

"Bai Jia, believe me, even if Dream Spring and Autumn can temporarily trap this white-clothed boy, it will probably be difficult to cause fatal damage to him."

Wu Meng said to Bai Jia seriously with a monkey butt face.

Hearing this, Bai Jia also began to consider whether to retreat.

As everyone knows, the sages have said that the villain dies because he talks too much, and if he hesitates, he will lose.

……

at this time.

It was dark, and the moon was blocked by dark clouds that came from nowhere.

boom--

Without any warning, a thunderbolt struck directly on the head of the colorful giant snake.

Wumeng and Huanling, who were trying to maintain Dameng Chunqiu, vomited blood and flew out, and the red mist dissipated.

A figure slowly walked out of the smoke and dust.

Holding a gun in one hand, the thunder is shining, white clothes and white hair, not stained with dust.

Seeing this, Bai Jia yelled, "Escape separately."

Before the voice fell, he took the lead and galloped away.

Wumeng and Huanling also began to flee in different directions.

At this time, any trump card or any strategy is meaningless, and it can only depend on luck.

Having just escaped from trouble, Su Bai hesitated a little while looking at the targets fleeing in three different directions, but decided to deal with the Rakshasa soul master who possessed the Nightmare spirit first.

Turn on Eyesight and lock on to the target.

With a wave of the spear, the sky thunder descended into the world.

kill!

Wumeng, who was running for his life with all his strength, saw Tianlei falling towards him, and ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

From the beginning of the plan to the present, why is it always me who gets hurt?
Could it be because suffering only seeks ugliness...

Before he had a few hundred words of memory, he was directly struck by the sky thunder.

A loud bang.

A large pit appeared on the ground, and the surrounding trees fell down and were on fire.

In the center of the pit, there was only one corpse left. The one that had been charged was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, transparent from top to bottom.

"Whoo~"

Su Bai, who was standing in the distance, heaved a sigh of relief after killing the target, with a relaxed expression on his face.

The thunder gun in his hand was also trembling slightly, releasing some electric sparks, as if cheering.

At this time, the Thunder Gun had completely changed its appearance. The head of the gun was black, and the barrel was blue, with white and gold patterns engraved on it.

The black gun head is the power of resentment, and the blue gun barrel is a piece of regular power that Su Bai intercepted from this world.

The golden pattern is the avenue rune, and the white pattern is from the half-formed god of Aurora God.

Today, the Thundergun is no longer an ordinary weapon.

After Su Bai's creation, it not only has the qualifications to breed spiritual wisdom, but also has the ability to grow itself.

Every time it goes through a battle, it will get a part of strengthening, which feels similar to upgrading from fighting monsters.

Overall, this is a gun with a future.

When the energy passed, Su Bai stepped forward, seeing the corpse in the big pit, he didn't want to do anything.

Almost invisible.

Think about it, in the middle of the night, no one should come here to pick up corpses.

Well, I'd better write down the location and let the professionals handle it later.

Afterwards, Su Bai returned to Gentleness.

……

Back in Wenrou, Bu Meng and his three younger brothers and sisters are still sticking to their posts, maintaining the order and safety in Wenrou.

Seeing Su Bai came back, Bu Meng rushed forward with a stride, with countless questions in her mind, wanting to ask the man in front of her.

In the end, there was only one sentence.

"Dean Su, you...you are not injured, are you?"

Su Bai replied with a smile: "No, thank you Bu Meng for your concern."

"So, how are things going?"

To be honest, Bu Meng didn't know what she was talking about. Tonight, she was in a daze.

"Fortunately, that Rakshasa soul master has already subdued the law, that is..."

Afterwards, Su Bai narrated what happened in the grove.

"Three people? Martial soul fusion skills? Illusory fog?"

After a while, Bu Meng successfully digested the information provided by Su Bai.

Then, she asked the question she was most concerned about.

"Dean Su, why are you so powerful?"

"I?"

Su Bai smiled, and naturally understood Bu Meng's meaning.

"Miss Bumeng, there is not only the martial soul cultivation system in this world, I have my own cultivation method.

It's true that I don't have a soul ring, a martial soul, or even soul power, but that doesn't mean I'm weak.

Do you understand it? "

"Is that so? Can one cultivate without a martial soul, a soul ring, or even soul power?"

Bu Meng's expression was a little confused.

She feels that her three views have been completely subverted, she can practice without soul power, and, at a young age, she can already rub the soul king and soul emperor on the ground.

This Ten Mile Town is really... Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"Miss Bumeng, I will trouble you with the next matter. After returning to the town government office, inform Captain Zhao and the others to go to the grove outside Shili Town to deal with the funeral.

Now...that grove should be easy to identify. "

"Well, Dean Su, I will."

After explaining a few more words, Su Bai embarked on his way home under the reluctant eyes of all the spring-hearted artistes and girls.

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