Douluo's New God Court

Chapter 104

Baihu Mountain became deathly silent, and all the people looked at Yang Dong in the ghost barrier in fear, not even daring to take a breath.

If someone had told them an hour ago that the White Tiger Sect and the Fire Leopard Sect were no match for that thug, they would not only arrest and beat the person who said it, but also depose him.

But now, all the senior members of the White Tiger Sect are almost dead. Although the situation of the Fire Leopard Sect, which is united with each other, is much better, two of the three most important combat forces have died, and the same vitality has been seriously injured.

The White Tiger School is over, and the Fire Leopard School is also over.

For so many years, the White Tiger Sect and the Fire Leopard Sect have been domineering in the Star Luo Empire, and they have offended not a few people. If people know the current situation of the White Tiger Sect, then what awaits them will be a catastrophe.

"Cough cough."

Yang Dong couldn't stand the silent atmosphere in front of him, and on his pale face due to exhaustion of soul power, there was a smile that he thought was very gentle, but in the eyes of others, it should be called the devil's smile.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

As Yang Dong's voice fell, these people in Baihu Mountain seemed to wake up from a dream, each running faster than the other, wishing they could grow two more legs.

No way, Yang Dong killed the two high-level sects with one move, leaving an indelible shadow in their hearts.

If they want to be enemies with Yang Dong, they would rather die directly.

In a short time, there were only a few people left in the Nuoda White Tiger Sect.

Without the support of Yang Dong's soul power, the ghost barrier slowly dissipated, and only the disappearing hall proved that a great battle had just taken place.

"Why don't you go?"

Yang Dong walked slowly in front of an old man, and said with a trace of indifference on his face.

The old man has the strength of a soul king. At this time, the old man is sitting aside, leaning on a lamp, facing Yang Dong's question, turning his head slightly to look at Yang Dong.

"Go? Where are you going? Old man, I was born and raised in the White Tiger Sect, so I will die in the White Tiger Sect naturally if I die. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

The old man tried his best to open his eyes, trying to write down Yang Dong's appearance. As for whether it would be useful to write it down, he didn't think about it.

"Ah……"

Yang Dong smiled sarcastically when he heard this, and was no longer interested in making a move on the old man in front of him.

Someone will take action for him, the real suffering of the White Tiger Sect is far from coming.

The old man watched Yang Dong leave, and when Yang Dong was about to disappear in front of his eyes, he finally couldn't help but yelled.

"Tell me who you are?"

Since the founding of the White Tiger School, there has been a great humiliation, that is, White Tiger Douluo was beaten to death alive by Haotian Douluo, and he had to apologize to the people of Haotian School afterwards.

Because that scary guy is still so scary.

And now, it's the second shame.

Compared with the first time, the degree of shame this time will not be much lower.The top management of their own family was taken over by someone, but they, the disciples of the White Tiger Sect, didn't even know the opponent's name.

Yang Dong's forward steps paused slightly, and he said without looking back: "Wind Sword Sect, Yang Dong."

"Yang Dong, cough, cough, cough, Yang Dong, hahaha, hahaha..."

The old man repeatedly chanted Yang Dong's name, and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

He finally understood why the person in front of him looked familiar.

Wasn't the portrait that I saw in Dai Zhong's room the person's?
Apparently, Dai Zhong had already died in this son's hands.

"Cough cough,"

"20 years old,"

"20-year-old Soul Sage, our White Tiger Sect is afraid that there will be no peace forever!"

…………

Yang Dong didn't care much about the remaining people in Baihu Mountain. After saying that, these orphans of the Baihu Sect would only have more difficulties after Dai Zheng came to power.

After seeing the power of the seventh soul skill, Yang Dong was much more confident about returning to the Wind Sword Sect.

"The Seventh Ghost God Bharaxiu has met Lord Soul Slayer."

After Yang Dong used the seventh soul skill, Buraxiu, who had been sleeping all this time, could finally open his eyes and look at this novel world curiously.

"kindness?"

Yang Dong's forward pace stopped, and his eyes fell on the seventh soul ring. Just now, there was a fluctuation from the soul ring.

"Master Soul Slayer, concentrate your mental power on this so-called soul ring, and you will be able to see me."

Yang Dong concentrated his mental power on the seventh soul ring according to the method that Bharaxiu said, and sure enough he saw a figure.Beside this figure, there is a kind of energy that Yang Dong can't understand, which is being continuously absorbed by Bharaxiu.

"Hello, Lord Soul Slaughter. I am the Seventh Ghost God Horashu."

Sensing Yang Dong's arrival, Buraxiu greeted again.

"That, Brash, why do you live in my soul ring?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Dong asked, although the figure in front of him was very respectful to him, but Yang Dong did not dare to relax his vigilance, at least he had to figure out the origin of this person.

"My lord, you don't have to worry about me harming you. I am one with you. If you die, I will fall into a permanent deep sleep. If I am so lucky to wake up like this time, it will probably only happen this time."

As Bharaxiu, who feeds on the negative emotions of human beings, it took a look at Yang Dong and understood what Yang Dong was worried about.

"Forehead……"

It's embarrassing to be seen through.

"Your Wuhun Guishou is not an ordinary Wuhun. It is neither born nor dead. God hates ghosts. I am honored to sign a master-servant contract with such an existence."

"And it is your martial soul now, even if I want to harm you, I can't do it."

"I won't say much about the extra words. As the future Dark Lord, you should cultivate your own ghosts and gods. You will fill in the vacancies of the first to sixth ghosts and gods."

Bulaxiu's voice echoed in Yang Dong's mind, and at the same time a skill called ghost contract appeared in Yang Dong's mind.

Sign a ghost contract with a powerful creature with dark attributes, and the creature that gets the contract will have the possibility of infinitely improving its strength. A ghost formation can only contract one ghost.

The most perverted point is that the existence that has signed the contract with ghosts and gods will continue to feed back the cultivation base to the host.

That is to say, if Yang Dong has contracted many ghosts and gods, even if he does not practice, his strength will continue to grow, and this kind of growth will not cause any future troubles.

"That, Buraxiu. Why didn't I feel the cultivation level that you feed back."

Hearing Yang Dong's question, Buraxiu froze for a moment.

"Master Soul Slaughter, I just woke up from a deep sleep not long ago, and I am very weak. I don't have the energy to repay your cultivation for the time being."

Ok.

Yang Dong sneered, "You recover, recover as soon as possible. I will wait for you to do a big event soon."

Bura Xiu: "Sir, are we going to devour the gods? I felt a lot of gods' breath when I just woke up."

Yang Dong: ………

I haven't lived enough.

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