The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 367 Vulnerable

In the sky above the countless broken corpses, three figures behaved strangely. They kept fleeing, leaping across the forest and passing through the air, and looked back from time to time, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

But no matter how they ran, they were always circling the battlefield, but none of them noticed anything strange about themselves.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Xuan snapped his fingers, spreading far away in the quiet scene at this moment, the movements of the three figures suddenly slowed down, perhaps due to inertia, they were still sprinting forward, but soon they gradually stopped Steps, looking around blankly.

There are corpses all over the place, filled with a special burnt smell, which makes people a little sick.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the breathing of Bishop Mo and the three suddenly became rapid. The next moment, they all cast their eyes on Zhao Xuan in the sky.

The slightly feminine Bishop Mo asked with a pale face: "Illusion?"

"No, it's an illusion."

Zhao Xuanli replied in the air that he didn't land on the ground because there were two girls beside him. Although Xue Qingqing looked very strong at this time, once she fell down and saw those ugly corpses, she would definitely vomit. It's all over the place.

"Illusion?"

Bishop Mo murmured, and then showed a wry smile. Looking at the dead bodies around him, his heart was touched, and he felt a feeling of sadness.

Everything just now was useless.

A few people were bitter in their hearts, their eyes scanned the surroundings, and some couldn't bear to look directly at them, always feeling that their fate would be the same as these people.

Several people felt as if they had returned to that night more than half a year ago. That night in the Landian Tyrannosaurus rex family, corpses were scattered all over the field, and countless fresh lives fell in their eyes.

Bishop Mo, Bishop Sang, and Bishop Mo, the three bishops stood on one side, while the devastated survivors stood on the ground strewn with corpses. There are less than a hundred soul masters from the Wuhun Palace.

Among them, most of them are soul kings, and there are also a few soul masters above and below the soul king. Listening to the conversation of a few people, they are terrified and uneasy, and dare not make the slightest sound.

I don't know what came to mind, the Bishop Mo who directly belongs to the Pope's Palace suddenly asked: "Your Majesty Lei Douluo, can you tell me what your martial spirit is? Or, how many martial spirits do you have?" ?”

The Wuhun Palace has done a lot of research on Zhao Xuan. A document was transferred from the distant Notting City, which clearly recorded the process of Zhao Xuan's Wuhun awakening, including Tang San, the remnant of the Clear Sky School.

If memory serves me correctly, Zhao Xuan's Martial Spirit is a never-before-seen Martial Spirit named "Mobile Phone".

However, so far, Zhao Xuan's ability has far exceeded what a martial soul can carry. The strange soul skills, the terrifying thunder, and the illusion ability that is now exposed are not true in any way. The ability that a Martial Soul can carry.

The corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, meeting Bishop Mo's expectant gaze, he smiled lightly and said, "Guess."

A joke, he is not a villain like a fool, how could he expose his ability to the enemy?

A look of embarrassment flashed across Bishop Mo's face, but soon he sighed. The bloody reality around him told him that he was powerless against Zhao Xuan.

The smile on Zhao Xuan's face quickly faded, and his face became cold and severe. He looked down indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "This is the end of the chat, and the Wuhun Palace here now belongs to you. I will give you two One road is life, the other is death, the living is on the left, the dead is on the right, you choose.”

After the words fell, the surviving soul masters on the field were slightly stunned. Even though some soul masters ran towards Zhao Xuan's left hand with ecstasy, some soul masters stood in place with calm faces and did not move.

Among the three bishops on the field, Bishop Mo and Bishop Sang looked at each other, their eyes flickering.

If they could live, who would want to die, let alone people like them who possess great strength and have enjoyed the glory and wealth, they don't even want to die.

Bishop Mo's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said coldly to the two of them: "You two, you have to think about the consequences of betraying Wuhundian!"

Hearing this, the two of them who were a little bit moved suddenly hesitated, Zhao Xuan showed his big white teeth, and said with a smile: "How about, you all go to die now."

As the voice fell, those ordinary soul masters who were hesitant walked towards Zhao Xuan's left.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Bishop Mo suddenly rushed towards Zhao Xuan. The spirit ring on his body flickered, and he was holding a black halberd in his hand. With the flickering of the seventh spirit ring, a phantom of the halberd appeared behind him.

"prick!"

A shout came out of his mouth, and the phantom of the halberd behind him merged into the martial soul in his hand, and the whole halberd emitted black light. Under this black light, everything seemed to be silenced, and so was the void. solidification.

The bodies of the two girls beside Zhao Xuan were so stiff that they couldn't move under the pressure. Zhao Xuan frowned slightly, then sighed and looked at Bishop Mo who was rushing in front of him and said, "Stubborn and restless."

While speaking, the Qi and blood of Zhao Xuan's whole body shook, and a thin layer of blood filled his body, and then he punched fiercely towards the void in front of him.

"Oh!"

A dull voice resounded from in front of Zhao Xuan, like a punch hitting the surface of the water. Wherever the fist touched, every inch of space was destroyed by the powerful force of the fist, and ripples suddenly formed on the edge, rippling away in all directions.

Bishop Mo, who was stabbing at Zhao Xuan, suddenly felt the halberd in his hand stagnate, and immediately the whole halberd trembled violently. His powerful punch pierced through the void and intersected with his halberd in an instant.

The whole arm was trembling violently, and the fluctuation seemed to tear off his arm abruptly, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face.

"puff!"

After a moment of stalemate, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, and the whole person flew upside down, and fell to the ground with a "bang". With the splash of mud, a large pit appeared on the ground, and Bishop Mo lay in it, life or death unknown.

Not far from him, his black halberd was forked upside down on the ground, with a cold light shining on the smooth shaft.

The surroundings are as quiet as night, and the breeze blows slowly.

Whether it was the two bishops or the rest of the Wuhun Hall, they all stared at this scene in a daze, and then they all took a breath of cold air.

In particular, the two bishops who have similar cultivation bases to Bishop Mo feel that their backs are sweating. Their cultivation bases are all around 82, which is one level lower than Bishop Mo. If this punch on them.

The chubby Bishop Sang shivered, and then ran towards the team on the left with Zhao Xuan's half-smile expression.

(End of this chapter)