Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

　　 "Father, no!!"

　　 Zuo Jishan looked at the towering and lonely figure, yelled, and followed.

　　 Confronting the gods, fighting, isn't that just looking for death? Who is that stupid?

　　 But some people are stupid, and others don’t understand. Such people may be difficult for others to understand, so most of them are incompatible with the crowd.

　　 such as Zuo Que, such as what he is doing now.

　　 The Shura Demon Sword drew across the sky and rushed towards Zuo Que’s golden water demon cloud rod. That sword full of killing, with the power of judgment, seemed to be able to kill Zuo Que with this sword!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

　　 "Boom!!"

　　 Under the sword, the golden water demon cloud was shattered every inch, and that terrifying complete god-level blow was simply not something that the new god-level Zuo Que could resist.

　　 The cloud-headed God Shura sneered and called out stupidly.

In the end, the golden water magic cloud stick in Zuo Que's hand was shattered by the Shura Demon Sword, and the red sword shadow struck Zuo Que's chest, an impossible blow. Under the Shura Demon Sword, Zuo Que was already judged. The fate of death.

　　 really just died like this?

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Blood was splashing, the huge sword pierced his chest, Zuo Jishan stood in front of Zuo Que, blood spurted out of his mouth, his breath was dying.

　　 "Jishan?! Shaner!!!"

　　 Looking at Zuo Jishan who had blocked the blow for himself, Zuo Que was in distress and shouted at his son in his arms.

　　 "Ahem, father, my child is useless, I can't accompany you to the end..."

　　 "Dying for my father, I died without regrets, father, if you are going to fight, I will be with you..."

　　 said intermittently, Zuo Jishan was like a gossamer, and finally dropped his hand weakly.

　　 "My son!! No!! God Realm, I'm fighting with you!!"

　　 An angry Zuo Que grabbed the Shura magic sword on Zuo Jishan's chest. God Shura saw it and exclaimed:

　　 "How is it possible?! He can even afford my Shura Demon Sword?! His strength..."

　　 "Go to me!!!"

　　 hurled the Shura Demon Sword fiercely and threw it towards the cloud in the opposite direction. At the same time, Zuo Que got up, holding Zuo Jishan's corpse, turned into a streamer like a meteorite, and rushed towards the **** of Shura.

　　 "Crazy man! This guy, I want to die for you!!"

　　 "Hell Shura!!!"

　　The first-level god's blow was used against a person who had just entered the god-level. I have to say that this is a bit of a shame for the **** Shura.

　　The Shura Demon Sword that came back collided with Zuo Que again, and countless red sword shadows slashed towards Wu Zhi Qi's huge body, Wu Zhi Qi was not afraid. Directly with a strong body, withstand the blow.

　　 "Today!!"

　　 "Although I left Que is dead!!!"

　　 "But it's still Monkey King Douluo!!!"

　　 "The Magic Sword Shura Kills!!"

　　 "Boom boom boom!!!"

　　 No matter how brave your left Que speaks, under the blow of the first-level god, especially when facing the super artifact, it can only be wiped out.

　　 One after another red sword light erupted from Zuo Que, and the huge Wuzhi Qi was broken into pieces by the Shura Demon Sword.

　　 The first person on the mainland in the past died under the judgment of God Realm.

　　 "Huh? That direction is..."

　　 The **** Shura who killed Zuo Que did not leave immediately. At the same time as Zuo Que died, a certain half-length aura similar to Zuo Que broke out on the mainland.

"Oh, don't you understand Shura? When Zuo Que is dead, someone must take his place and become the next demigod, because this is balance. As long as Zuo Que lives on the mainland for one day, he will occupy the candidate position of our God Realm. Others will never have a bright future."

　　 "Now that he has fallen, the next demigod will come out."

　　 "Hmph, I hope this demigod doesn't know how to promote, Poseidon, why are you here?"

　　 "Of course I came to see how you solve this matter, it was **** and violent."

　　"In order to prevent this demigod from reappearing, I think let him accept my test, Magic Sword, go and see if that person is qualified to be my heir. I hope he will not

　　 Don't know how to praise. "

　　 turned into a stream of light, and the Shura Demon Sword fell towards the interior of the mainland, and that direction was the City of Killing! !

　　 "Uh, god, has your test come? Haotianzong Tang Chen, willing to accept your test!"

　　 "Tang Chen, as long as you accept my test well, God Shura's future position. It must belong to you."

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 Tang Chen in the Slaughter City said respectfully toward the Shura Magic Sword.

　　 "Huh? It's so familiar, like grandfather's..."

　　 Tang Hao, who had just left the road of hell, turned his head suspiciously, looking at the Slaughter City behind him, he finally got the realm of Killing God!

　　 "Hao brother!"

　　 "Hey? Brother? Why are you here? Come to greet me and celebrate my safe exit from Hell? How about? Isn't your brother great! Great!"

　　 "Okay, don't rectify those useless, grandfather is missing, you feel that he is in the killing capital, do you have any clues?"

　　 "The clue, there was indeed a grandfather's breath just now, is he nearby?"

　　 "Then look for it quickly."

　　 The two brothers of the Haotian School didn't know that their grandfather was in the Slaughter City and was choosing to inherit the throne. Become the king of killing.

　　 Everything is gone, it is calm, and the ending is sad.

　　 "Dangling..."

　　 The golden water magic cloud stick fell on the ground, it was the one on Zuojishan.

　　 "Clean up the mess, Tong Gefei, the Panlong Great Forest, the Five Elements Army has merits and demerits, the merits and demerits are equal, do not reward or punish, do you have any comments?"

　　 "Xiamen, I have no opinion, Ge Fei, please ask for something."

"You said."

　　 "Hanamu hopes to be buried, and that child..."

　　A few people looked at Mingtian, only he was left alone and lonely.

　　 "Let him be quiet, huh? Why did Xingluo send someone here? I'll take a look."

　　 Sadness was mostly calmed by crying, but he still didn't get out of the sorrow of Tong Yingmeng's departure. For Mingtian, his world. Gradually dimmed.

　　 "Blindly immersed in sorrow, not enterprising, but not my good apprentice."

　　 A cold voice of accusation came over, which was a bit familiar. Mingtian gradually regained consciousness and raised his head. Moving away from Tong Yingmeng's body, she looked at the few people in front of him.

　　 Familiar face, trance thought it was an illusion.

　　 "Master, Master..."

Meng Qianji, the poisonous soul is dead, He Chen and others' faces are also unsightly, sad and solemnly melancholic is reflected on their faces, Meng Qianji temporarily has a body, Ming Tian killed Ge Congzhou, and Ge Congzhou’s corpse was just used to dream Qian. The new body of the machine is used. Even though Meng Qianji had a thousand reluctances, this soul master disgusted, there was no way to use it temporarily, and his appearance gradually returned to his appearance.

　　 "Good boy, we have seen everything just now, you have done well enough."

　　He Chen walked to Mingtian~www.NovelMTL.com~ and patted him on the shoulder, from an elder. Teacher's care. He couldn't bear it anymore, and he cried bitterly, seeming to vent all his bitterness.

　　 "It's over, everything is over, it's okay, let's cry..."

　　 Lightly patted Mingtian's back, He Chen said with concern.

　　 choked, and once again saw the familiar relatives of Tianling City, Mingtian's huge grief was gradually healed.

　　 "Uncle He Chen, Master. Uncle Poison, long time no see..."

　　 "Long time no see, good boy, you are really good! You are almost catching up with us old guys, Yuan Chuan!"

　　 The poisonous soul joked.

"No, no. Uncle Poison, you laugh all the time. Where am I? It is just a bluffing slogan to others. I am your Mingtian. The Mingtian known to Tianling City. It will always be. "

　　 "Of course we know this, you kid. Haha."

　　 "By the way, why are you here?"

　　 "Uh, this is a long story, I think we can go back and talk slowly..."

　　 "……"

　　 "Master Jinnaruo is gone, and Panlong Forest has suffered heavy losses due to this disaster. Withdraw the Five Elements Army. We will not affect you again."

　　 The Slaughter Beast said to Wu Yingbing.

　　 Wu Yingbing comforted Wuyue Rhythm who had been crying in her arms, her heart confused. .

　　 "Understood, rest assured, Xing Luo owes you this time, we will not come to Panlong Forest again."

　　 "Xingluo belongs to, withdraw from Panlong Forest! Return home!!"