Starting from Douluo, the demon sword

Chapter 1 Prologue
The great route, the new world, the mountains and rivers of melting hell.

Hundreds of people gathered at the mountain peak. The powerful aura emanating from everyone hadn't fully erupted, but only leaked. The scorching wind stagnated a little, and even the air seemed to freeze slightly.

Many of them include the contemporary Shichibukai, famous pirates, and even vice-admirals. However, at this moment, they all just stood quietly, looking solemnly at the empty mountain, as if they were in the middle of the sea. What are you waiting for...

A loud laugh came from the distant sky, wanton and unassuming.

Everyone's eyes sank... Here we come!Wei Che!

Amidst the wild laughter, a pitch-black light suddenly appeared in the empty sky, like a dark moon floating in the sky.

"boom!!!"

An earth-shattering explosion shook everyone dizzy for a while.The weaker ones even spurted a mouthful of blood directly, as if their internal organs had been hit hard.

A huge energy radiated from the pitch-black arc to radiate the entire sky, dyeing the blood-red sky into purple-black, instantly taking away all the brilliance of this space.

In the light that emerged from the dark moon, a young man slowly walked out. He was dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. His face was like white jade. His slanted eyebrows were like two sharp swords. On his face was a faint but disdainful smile. ...and in his right hand holds a knife.

The horrified eyes of the crowd were covered with heat the moment the knife appeared, and that knife was indeed the legendary demon sword—the first generation of Onitsu!
It is also one of the supreme sharp knives!
But then, people's hearts slowly sank again. Just now, the pitch-black dark moon was not the display of the devil fruit ability, but the young man in front of him slashed out with sword energy.

"Soul break!"

Without any extra words, Wei Che yelled loudly, releasing endless ferocity from his pupils, and directly swung a slash with the first generation Guiche in his hand.

"Ahhh!"

Earth-shattering roars erupted from the crowd, and the abilities of slashing, swinging and even the devil fruit poured out in an instant, without reservation!
"boom!!!"

The Guiche Slash exploded with a bang, and the monstrous magma that covered the sky and the sun exploded, completely submerging the entire mountain...

The corner of Wei Che's mouth slightly evoked a smile, but the next moment, the smile froze instantly...

"Ice Age!"

There was a shout from the crowd, and a figure jumped out. An eternal chill was released from his side, and a blue ray of cold light shot out from the palms of his hands, heading straight for the raging flames.

"boom!"

The flowing river of hellfire instantly solidified into a wall of ice.

"It's a frozen fruit!" Exclamations came from the crowd. After the death of the previous owner of the frozen fruit, the fruit disappeared. Unexpectedly, it appeared in everyone's field of vision today.

Several figures in the crowd narrowed their eyes slightly, reflecting a dangerous light, and secretly recorded the released breath.

Wei Che's eyes are wretched, and his eyes are slowly sinking. There is a little bit of silence and murderous aura in the eyes, as if they are solid...

……

"boom!!!"

A world-shattering slash came out of Wei Che's hands again, blood continuously overflowing from his mouth. At this time, he had already reached the point where his oil was exhausted, and he was fighting with the instinct and perseverance of his body.

At this time, the crowd that originally numbered hundreds of people was in disarray, and there were only twenty or thirty figures left. Everyone's body was broken, and even the strongest man's chest heaved violently, and he continued to breathe heavily. .

Only one person has forced hundreds of strong men to die or be disabled... What secret is hidden in this Wei Che!This is simply not something that the first generation of ghosts can do!

But up to now, the two sides have reached the point where they can't stop dying. Today, both of them and Wei Che must die...

"This is..." A figure in the crowd who was standing with pain endured the pain fell to the ground, his pupils contracted violently to the size of a pinhole, and he couldn't stop trembling...

Everyone forgot about attacking and stared in the direction of the mountain stiffly.

At this time, Chen Che held the first generation Gui Che with both hands, and wisps of black mist were released from the blade, and the whole person was included in the dark mist.

Chen Che was holding the first generation of Ghost Che, his eyes were stern, and a sneer sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth.

The fire wind in the air gradually calmed down. He was dressed in white without any wind, and his black hair was flying wildly. Around his body, there were streaks of eerie ghostly hissing, hissing like lightning, releasing dark purple awns... ...Behind him, at this moment, a three-headed and six-armed ghost slowly appeared... The whole person looked like a demon god coming to the world!
"Die... Mingye Shura Slash!!"

As if a dark dragon came out of an abyss and overturned towards the crowd, Chen Che's face was calm, and dark red blood spewed out from his ears and nose...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The instinct to survive broke out, and the originally stiff crowd launched the strongest blow in their life under the pressure of Qingtian. Thousands of cyan, red, and blue rays of light were continuously released among the crowd. They no longer spy on Chen Che's power, no longer covet that peerless demon sword, they only fight for their own survival...

Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The entire molten hell mountain trembled crazily, not just the mountain.In an instant, monstrous fire waves exploded crazily from countless places, rising to a height of hundreds of feet, as if they would swallow even nine days.

Everyone in the audience, everyone's face was reflected in pure pitch black, even the sky completely changed its color, as if the sky was trembling...

The smell was so strong that the entire mountain peak was broken into countless pieces of gravel. The lava flowing on its side was lifted countless times, and it seemed a little dry...

At this time, a young man in white was leaning against a boulder. He was soaked in blood, and there were countless wounds on his white clothes. His left arm was completely broken, exposing his white bones. It was terrifying. Incomparably...

His black hair was stained dark red by the blood, and even Bai Jun's cheeks were covered with blood, like a ghost on the verge of hell.In just a few breaths, a small pool of blood has gathered under his feet.

His chest heaved violently, and under the influence of the severe pain, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly...

Wei Che's eyes were calm, and he estimated that in a few quarters of an hour, he was going to...

Looking at the flesh and blood all over the ground in front of him, the bloodstains of hundreds of people were dried up by the high temperature, and the stench actually covered up the heat of the air...

The world was spinning for a while, and there was darkness in front of his eyes. In his last consciousness, several books with strange contents came into his mind...

Dou... Luo... Dalu...?
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Welcome everyone to read, newcomers and new books, starting from Douluo colleagues, fantasy style, when the writing is mature, I will write fantasy novels, I hope you will pay more attention
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