Douluo 2: Lord of the Gods

"I didn't expect that after I haven't been born for a long time, there are still people who recognize me. It's interesting."

Ye Xishui was half leaning on the blood seat, looking lazy.

She looked at Mu Wu with her blood-colored eyes, and her whole body seemed to be filled with a kind of nonchalance.

But Mu Wu did not dare to be careless. Death God Douluo Ye Xishui became famous a hundred years ago.

He is one of the three ultimate Douluo along with Dragon God Douluo Muen and Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.

In terms of real combat power, it is much more powerful than the half-disabled Moon.

How could Mu Wu dare to underestimate such a powerful man?

"Death God Douluo, what do you want to do?"

Mu Wu said with a vigilant expression.

Ye Xishui smiled contentedly, pointed his green jade finger at Xuanzi below who had been severely injured by Mu Wu, and opened his blood-red lips.

"I am here this time to take our elders back to the Holy Religion."

Saying that, Ye Xishui held his right hand empty and grabbed it directly towards Xuanzi.

Mu Wu's eyes narrowed, but he did not take action to stop him.

Ye Xishui is a veteran Extreme Douluo. In a fight, it would be difficult for him to be his opponent.

He always remembered Su Yu's previous instructions and put his own safety first.

There was no way he would put himself in danger for a Xuanzi.

Not to mention, he still has important responsibilities, and the young master has not grown up yet, so he cannot have an accident at this time.

Therefore, even if Ye Xishui's every move showed contempt, he did not get angry.

At this time, it would be unwise to turn against Ye Xishui.

But he was afraid that this insane woman might not give up so easily.

Ye Xishui grabbed Xuanzi casually and sucked Xuanzi from the ground into the air.

At this time, Extreme Douluo's tyranny was revealed.

She held her five fingers in vain and was imprisoned by invisible power. Xuanzi was unable to move at all.

Just like that, he was controlled by Ye Xishui.

"It's a good evil aura, but it didn't make my trip in vain."

Ye Xishui looked at Xuanzi and nodded secretly.

She naturally knew Xuanzi.

She had a rather complicated relationship with Mu Enlong Xiaoyao back then.

How could she not know Xuanzi's identity?

It's just that in the past, Xuanzi's cultivation was mediocre, and she didn't take it seriously at all.

However, Xuanzi, now possessed by the devil, has considerable fighting power.

If she could maintain the Dark Taotie state, even her son Zhong Liwu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, would have trouble subduing him.

As a true Warcraft spirit, Dark Taotie is of extremely high quality and ranks among the best among super spirits.

With just one glance, Ye Xishui knew that she was in the right place this time.

Otherwise, if Xuanzi is captured, the Holy Spirit Sect will lose a significant amount of its power.

But what interests her more is Mu Wu, the dark glutton who can suppress Xuanzi from beginning to end. This man is stronger than her son.

She was very interested.

The blood-red eyes moved away from Xuanzi and turned carefully on Mu Wu.

The sharp look in his eyes seemed to see through Mu Wu completely.

Mu Wu frowned slightly, secretly wary in his heart.

"You have a very solid foundation. You have long been qualified to challenge the Ultimate Douluo. Why have you always stagnated?"

"Could it be that...you want to try the legendary Yin-Yang complementary soul core?"

Ye Xishui raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced around Mu Wu. This time, she became more interested.

Mu Wu frowned secretly. He always felt an indescribable nausea when he was looked at by this old woman.

He didn't know whether it was because of conflict or something else, but among the three extreme Douluo of mankind, he had the least favorable impression of the person in front of him.

"Death God Douluo, you have found what you are looking for, so I won't disturb you anymore. Take my leave."

Mu Wu clasped his fists and turned to leave.

The corners of Ye Xishui's lips curled up slightly, and a trace of teasing flashed through her beautiful eyes, "Wait a minute!"

"Death God Douluo, do you have any other advice?"

Mu Wu secretly clenched his fists.

"You are very nice. Are you interested in joining our Holy Spirit Cult?"

Ye Xishui said with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I am the great guardian of the Ice Temple. How can I join other forces? Farewell."

Mu Wu clasped his hands in his fists, turned around and left.

"Want to leave?"

"It's not that easy."

The smile on Ye Xishui's face disappeared instantly, and her beautiful eyes were full of sternness.

"Since you don't understand, I will take you back. When you join my holy religion, you will be grateful to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xishui slapped Mu Wu with his palm.

Extreme Douluo, every move can cause changes in the situation.

At this level, a casual attack would be difficult for those under the Ultimate Douluo to resist.

Mu Wu's eyes were solemn, his soul power burst out, and a torrential cold air swept over him.

"boom!"

Following the loud noise of the move, Mu Wu retreated a hundred meters, blood surging all over his body.

Ye Xishui stood up from the blood seat, casually shot out a blood-colored light shield, and bound Xuanzi in it.

She gently moved her jade-white catkins, and then pointed towards Mu Wu with a light finger.

As soon as he pointed out, a huge blood-colored wave fell from the sky, and the huge wave surged, as if it was about to engulf Mu Wu.

Mu Wu did not dare to neglect, his martial spirit looked up to the sky and roared, the power of the dragon merged with the cold air, the ice blue light spread instantly, and everything was frozen in an instant.

The huge bloody wave that swept over was actually frozen into blood ice by the astonishing cold air.

"Um?"

Ye Xishui's figure flashed and arrived at the center of the battlefield. A delicate and beautiful little hand slapped out without leaving a trace.

The red fingernails on the little hand exuded a faint cold air.

Mu Wu, who was attacked, was sweating and quickly displayed his martial soul body.

A small hand that was completely disproportionate to the Ba Xia body had unimaginable power.

With just one blow, the Ba Xia body was slapped away.

Mu Wu flew backwards for hundreds of meters in succession. Ye Xishui's understated blow had a force of ten thousand kilograms.

If it weren't for his Ba Xia body's amazing defense, he would have been seriously injured with just this one blow.

But even so, Ye Xishui's palm still made his blood boil.

Is this the power of the Extreme Douluo?

Ye Xishui walked barefoot, and every step she took seemed to have a blood shadow floating under her body.

This woman who turned her face at any time, even the nails on her jade feet were a creepy blood red.

The jade feet, which were originally as white as lotus roots and as smooth as jade, seemed to have a strange and gloomy feeling.

"The turtle shell is quite hard. Perhaps no one below the Extreme Douluo can be your opponent."

"But... no matter how strong you are, you are still insignificant in front of me."

"Maybe I should teach you why the Extreme Douluo is called the Extreme."

Ye Xishui spoke lightly, but his momentum was rising.

In Mu Wu's perception, Ye Xishui was like an abyss, and his momentum became more and more unfathomable.

The oncoming sense of oppression made Mu Wu more solemn than ever before.

He once again experienced the power of the Extreme Douluo.

Baxia martial spirit, super soul ring ratio, each of which is enough for him to be respected among the ninety-eight-level Super Douluo.

But facing the Extreme Douluo, he still had no power.

Extreme Extreme, people who have reached this step have already reached the extreme level that humans can reach.

"No way."

Mu Wu murmured in his heart, but his eyes became extremely sharp.

Facing Ye Xishui's increasingly pressing pressure, Mu Wu's fighting spirit became more and more high.

"You are like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. I don't know what it means. Then I will let you know what despair is."

Ye Xishui raised his right hand, and the blood-red sky was swept wildly, as if it was all compressed in this palm.

The next moment, Ye Xishui slapped out with a palm, like a river suddenly leaking, and the power that gushed out in an instant was enough to destroy the city and open the mountain.

Facing the attack directly, Mu Wu's hair stood up all over his body, and a strong sense of death enveloped his heart.

But Mu Wu did not retreat, and saw that the ice-blue mark on his forehead suddenly shone brightly.

The rich ice-blue light was released from the mark on his forehead, completely covering Mu Wu.

The next moment, an ice-blue light column shot up into the sky, and the pure white Baxia martial spirit behind him was instantly rendered ice-blue.

The entire martial soul, like ice crystals, is full of strange textures.

The most shocking thing is that Mu Wu's momentum has risen all the way from the half-step limit, and he has actually crossed that natural barrier and truly entered the limit level.

The sublimation of the secret secret of the Ice God.

It can instantly raise the soul power and enter a new level.

Titled Douluo can enter Super Douluo with this skill.

Ordinary Super Douluo can enter Peak Douluo with this skill.

And with Mu Wu's half-step limit level, after using the sublimation skill, his soul power is directly raised to the level of Limit Douluo.

This sublimation secret technique is only mastered by Mu Wu in the current Ice God Temple.

"What?"

"There is such a thing?"

Ye Xishui was surprised, but the strength in his hand did not retract, but increased a little.

Mu Wu was surrounded by ice-blue light, and the martial soul behind him opened his mouth and spit out an ice-blue light column.

"Boom!"

Two powerful energies collided, and the surrounding space was instantly broken layer by layer, and the powerful energy fluctuations were released.

"Ang!"

A series of dragon roars, Mu Wu did not retreat but advanced, directly tearing the bloody sky and rushing towards Ye Xishui.

"Bold!"

Ye Xishui shouted angrily and slapped out with one palm.

Mu Wu was not afraid at all, and the light around him gathered to form a small energy hegemony, and blasted directly.

"Bang!"

The two energies collided with each other, making a bang. The next moment, Ye Xishui was hit hard and was forcibly repelled a hundred meters.

"Damn it!"

Because of his carelessness, he was actually repelled by a mere Mu Wu, and Ye Xishui was furious.

The blood light condensed, and a bloody figure appeared behind Ye Xishui, and suddenly, endless blood light spread to the surroundings.

Under Ye Xishui, nine soul rings, six black and three red, also appeared.

In a rage, Ye Xishui lost interest in playing and began to get serious.

Ye Xishui's martial soul is called Blood Soul Demon Puppet, which is an extremely evil martial soul.

After the martial soul possessed Ye Xishui, his momentum changed greatly. Not only did it rise a lot, but the bloody and sinister aura on his body also became stronger.

Even though they were nearly a hundred meters apart, Mu Wu could smell the disgusting smell on Ye Xishui.

"The sea of ​​blood is surging."

Ye Xishui used his ultimate move without saying a word, and in an instant, the surroundings almost turned into a sea of ​​blood.

Mu Wu also opened up the glacier field, and the cold air spread, forming an icy field.

The two looked at each other, and the next moment, they collided wildly.

In just a moment, they had already fought more than a hundred rounds.

Relying on the power of the martial soul, after the soul power was raised to the limit of Douluo, Mu Wu was able to briefly compete with Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui was more and more surprised as he fought, and the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"You are too dangerous. I must get rid of you here today."

"Your survival is an obstacle to the Holy Church. There will never be a dangerous person like you in the world."

Ye Xishui's original admiration for Mu Wu turned into a strong killing intent.

Because she found that Mu Wu was too powerful, even if he entered the Holy Spirit Church, they might not be able to control him.

Such a strong man who could not be controlled, then there was only death.

"If you want to kill me, then see how much weight the God of Death has."

Mu Wu said coldly.

"Hehe, although I don't know what means you used to upgrade to the Extreme Douluo, I don't believe you can always maintain the Extreme Douluo level."

"And without the support of the second soul core, how long can your soul power last?"

"You will definitely die today."

Ye Xishui sneered, and attacked Mu Wu forcefully, making it impossible for him to escape.

Mu Wu's eyes were sharp, and the Ba Xia Wuhun behind him sank into his body. In the human form, he displayed his alternative Wuhun true body.

This is a high-end operation that only Super Douluo above level 95 can do.

Suitable for those who are good at fighting in human form.

Ye Xishui was not to be outdone, and the Blood Soul Demon Puppet behind him surged into his body, also exerting a powerful force.

The two of them fought quickly, almost causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. All the clouds within a hundred miles around were shaken into nothingness.

How could a battle of limits be taken lightly?

Ye Xishui entangled Mu Wu tightly, not giving him a chance to relax for a moment.

In terms of strength, even at this time, Mu Wu was still not as good as Ye Xishui.

But Ye Xishui was not in a hurry to defeat Mu Wu. She wanted to consume until Mu Wu's secret technique time arrived.

By then, wouldn't she be able to capture a mere half-step limit easily?

It must be said that Ye Xishui's approach was very correct. As the two fought for a long time, Mu Wu was already a little unsustainable.

Powerful secret techniques are inevitably accompanied by a lot of consumption. The soul power in Mu Wu's body has begun to decline.

The weakness of not having a second soul core has been magnified at this moment.

"Hmph, you are almost dead."

Ye Xishui snorted and sneered.

Mu Wu did not say anything, and blocked Ye Xishui with a blow, and the ice-blue light between his eyebrows lit up.

A beautiful figure suddenly appeared behind Mu Wu.

Her appearance was a little blurry and unclear. She was wrapped in a divine outfit and held an ice-blue spear in her hand, showing her heroic appearance.

As soon as the figure appeared, a great and magnificent aura that froze everything and transcended the world spread out.

In a trance, Ye Xishui suddenly felt that the illusory figure looked at her, and the next moment, Ye Xishui's thinking instantly stagnated.

The gaze of the Ice God, the mysterious skill of the Ice God.

Once hit, the mind is forced to freeze for four seconds, and even the Extreme Douluo cannot escape.

Mu Wu struck while the iron was hot. Infinite light gathered around his body. The mark between his eyebrows flickered, and an ice-blue light fell heavily from the mark towards Ye Xishui, who was in a state of mental freeze.