Dou Po's Douluo Immortal Emperor

Chapter 83

In the sky above Misty Hall, Luo Dou was thinking about ways to escape.Most of the grudge in the dantian has been consumed, barely coping with the siege.

At the peak of Dou Ling, he faced the siege of a fighting emperor and two peak fighting kings.If it is spread out, it must be able to shock a country, and it is already extremely good not to be killed.

"Hmph, use the Nether Finger. This kid's true state is not high, and he doesn't have much fighting spirit." The white-haired old woman said gloomyly.

The two ghost slaves roared, and if a god-defying person was killed.After the meeting, there is a great credit, so there is no need to fight here.

Luo Dou's hands kept changing, and layers of ice appeared.

It's just that the originally formidable ice wall was shattered by the crutches of the white-haired old woman.

The big gap in realm is really difficult to reverse.

Luo Dou's figure kept wandering, and the three enemies cooperated very tacitly.

Especially every time the old woman makes a move, she can faintly mobilize a trace of the vitality of the world.

It's just an ordinary move, and every blow is powerful.

The gap between the Douwang and the Douhuang is indeed equally huge.

The old woman sneered, once the three of them shot at the same time.The boy in front of him is absolutely unstoppable.

Luo Dou sensed the change in the aura of the two ghost slaves, obviously wanting to desperately.

After some hesitation, Luo Dou's soul power slowly condensed.

Peng...

When the last ice wall shattered, Luo Dou did not retreat but advanced.

The old woman in white suddenly woke up, and the skull mark on her forehead suddenly became larger.

Wearing blue and red battle armor, Luo Dou's right hand is shaped like a sword finger.

A sword is drawn out, and the soul sword energy is displayed.

The white-haired old woman covered by the gray skull mark felt dizziness and unbearable pain in her head.

what……

"Ghost Finger"

The two ghost slaves teamed up, and what they actually performed was a joint attack.

A huge phantom finger appeared, and Luo Dou cursed secretly.

He bit his right index finger and wiped Shiwu's body.

Fifteen, who was extremely spiritual, heard a burst of sword noise.

"Falling Immortal Curse, Slash"

At a distance of ten feet, the sword light collided with the phantom of the fingers.

After one breath, Luo Dou felt a huge force coming.

Boom... Peng...

After smashing through three walls in succession, Luo Dou stopped.

At this time, his fighting spirit was exhausted, and his fighting spirit armor and robes were torn off.

The whole person knelt down on one knee, and the power of Death's finger was so terrifying.

The huge energy impact knocked down this Misty Palace that had been built for an unknown amount of time.

Peng...

Countless small stones fell, like a meteorite rain.

The two ghost slaves were lying on the ground, most of their dead energy was consumed.

"Haha... boy... we are ghost pawns, even if our bodies are shattered, we won't die... you lose." The white-haired old woman stood up
Pulling out the stone needle that had been shot into the heart, the old woman laughed wildly.

Luo Dou was dizzy for a while, this damn death fighting skill.The power is too powerful, and it is inevitable to have the mark of death.

After all, his strength is too weak, if he has the realm of fighting king.

This fight will definitely not be the result, he will suffer a lot if both sides suffer.

The power of the soul opened the ring, holding a semi-finished elixir in his hand.

Don't care about it, take medicine and die.It's better than being beaten to death by this old witch and throwing the elixir into her stomach.

The huge medicinal power instantly filled the meridians, and the vitality on the body surface seemed to form a cocoon.

The yin and yang life and death art kept running, and Luo Dou's injury was barely healed.

The old woman in white came not far from Luo Dou, the crutch in her hand was condensed with a pitch-black nail.

"Go to hell, god-defying person."

Finger-sized dead nails shot at Luo Dou, and the boy raised his head.

The white-haired old woman was a little proud that she finally succeeded.

Luo Dou stood up suddenly, avoiding the vital position.

His hands became pitch black, and he only knew one fighting technique.

The left hand was pierced by a pitch-black nail, and the right hand grabbed the neck of the old woman in white.

In the next moment, the head of the old woman in white circled on her shoulders.

Luo Dou took back the first day and the fifteenth day of the lunar new year, and jumped towards the Misty Peak mountain.

The old woman's head was still spinning in circles, and the two ghost slaves were half kneeling.

"Old Zhang... what should we do now? To chase or not, Mr. Ghost General..." a ghost slave hesitated

This young man in the realm of fighting spirits has a lot of fighting experience.

"Chasing ass... We will only die with this pervert if we continue chasing... Find the big team."

The two ghost slaves supported each other, and slowly walked towards the white-haired old woman's body.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and a figure appeared in front of the two of them.

"See you..."

The two ghost slaves were overjoyed at first, then terrified.

[-] held the necks of the two with both hands, and slowly lifted them up.

The two ghost slaves who were at the peak of fighting kings just struggled for a few breaths.

The pure dead energy was sucked dry by the young man in white.

slap...

The ghost slave who lost energy turned into dust and dissipated without leaving any traces.

[-] came to the white-haired old woman and bowed down.

Immediately, it absorbed the death energy of the old woman, and the old woman's mark of death, as well as her soul, were crushed by the youth.

Feeling the death energy in his body, [-] sighed softly: "When will such a day be so bad! Death can't be offended, and Empress Xuan can't be offended either..."

……

Baizhang below Misty Peak, Luo Dou was lying on the crown of a tree.

For Zero Five Two Seven's actions, he has a clear perception.

It's just that he really didn't have the strength to escape, and the damned medicine really couldn't be eaten randomly.

The magnificent Xiaoqi suddenly appeared, and jokingly said: "Luo Dou, you are actually very handsome when you work hard."

Luo Dou grinned, and the wound in his body felt back for a moment.

When I am embarrassed, I seem to always meet this senior.

Xiao Qi held Luo Dou's shoulder, and pointed towards Misty Peak with the other hand.

A ten foot-sized cave was dug out, and Luo Dou was thrown into the cave.

"Young man, you need to become stronger quickly. Otherwise, Luo Yan'er will die, and Tie Xinlan will die too. What you don't want will still happen. Unless you are strong enough, those bad guys dare not take action .Seize the opportunity and become the king of fighting first."

Luo Dou, who was about to faint in the cave, heard Xiao Qi's words.Think of that heroic girl, and my sister.

If he is gone, they are these flowers.It will be ruined badly, and the world cannot be left to guys like Phoenix Dynasty.

Sitting in the cave with difficulty, Luo Dou's soul power spread throughout his meridians.Gathering in the dantian little by little, the Douwang realm is a key transformation.

The battle qi that was originally crystallized like a hedgehog was obliterated by the huge battle qi.

Below Dou Jing, a brook formed with condensed fighting spirit.

The realm of Dou Wang is to open up his own stream of fighting energy in the dantian, which is the key to having a huge fighting energy.

Dou Wang's Dou Qi Xiaoxi, relying on the accumulation of Dou Qi practice, is constantly changing.

The Douhuang realm will become a small river, and the vitality of heaven and earth is the source of the small river.

Once you become a fighting sect, your dantian will become a big river.

Dou Zun's dantian is an ocean, and when the ocean is angry, ordinary creatures can't stop it.

The legendary holy land can refine the vitality in the world into one's own fighting spirit.The heaven and the earth are the dantian of the saint, mobilizing the vitality of the heaven and the earth like his own brothers and feet.

The anger of the saint is enough to change the vicissitudes of the country.

(End of this chapter)