The heavens began with Douluo

The appearance of the old man in white made Zhou Yuan understand that if he didn't do well today, in a few days everyone in the city would come to his house for dinner.

But as a time traveler, Zhou Yuan still has the courage to remain calm in times of crisis. He stared at the old man in front of him quietly and said, "Is there any enmity between us?"

"Yes, you were killed by me two years ago. Have you forgotten?"

The old man in white said coldly, "At that time, I destroyed your consciousness and shattered your soul. Logically speaking, you should be dead, but you are still so alive and kicking, forcing me to take the risk of sneaking in again."

Having said this, the old man in white showed a little anger in his eyes.

The old man had known for a long time that Zhou Yuan was not dead. Unfortunately, Zhou Yuan had been living in seclusion for two years. He didn't find a chance to strike again. Only a few days ago, he sneaked in through the trick arranged by the people behind the scenes for a long time, pretending to be a groom from the Duke's Palace.

"I see."

Zhou Yuan finally understood that his predecessor did not die of a sudden illness, but was assassinated by the old man in white in front of him.

However, the old man in white did not harm the original owner, but directly annihilated the original owner's soul. This secret method was not discovered by anyone in the Duke's palace, and everyone thought that the young Duke died of illness.

However, Zhou Yuan's sudden time travel made the old man in white fail in his assassination attempt.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, looked at the old man in white and said, "Senior, we are all civilized people, why bother killing me? I am the Duke of the Empire, with countless wealth, if you can let me go."

Before Zhou Yuan could finish speaking, the old man in white interrupted him and said with a smile, "No, if you are entrusted by others, you must be loyal to them."

After hearing this, Zhou Yuan still did not give up. He felt that he could still save his life. So Zhou Yuandao said, "I am willing to pay ten times the amount of benefits that the mastermind behind the scenes has given to my senior."

"ten times"

The old man in white sneered, and then said coldly, "You can't afford what I want."

Before he finished speaking, the old man's white clothes suddenly moved on their own without any wind. Immediately, seven soul rings rose from the soles of his feet, circling up and down his body, shining with dazzling light.

"Seven-ringed Soul Saint"

Zhou Yuan said with a gloomy expression. No wonder the old man in white dared to assassinate him twice. The word "holy" explained everything.

Although in the later stages of the original plot, there are already as many powerful soul saints as dogs, but Youdao is here and there. Now that the chaos in Douluo Continent has not started, and the cows, ghosts and snake gods have not yet appeared together, the soul saints above level are incredible. The strong one.

Don’t you see that the strongest soul master in the Duke’s Palace, Mr. Xuan, is only a level soul king.

"Boy, do you know what the greatest pleasure in my life is?"

The smile on the face of the old man in white suddenly turned a little perverted. Before Zhou Yuan could answer, he said to himself, "The greatest pleasure in my life is to watch my opponent go crazy in his dreams until he dies."

I'm in my own dream

Zhou Yuan keenly caught the loopholes in the old man's words and thought to himself.

However, before Zhou Yuan could figure it out, he felt a pain in his chest.

Zhou Yuan lowered his head and saw a broad sword thrust into his chest. Severe pain shot through his body. He wanted to scream, but found that he could not scream. The blood in his lungs flowed from his mouth like a fountain. overflow.

Damn it, at least say a few more words before taking action. This old guy doesn't play by the rules.

With endless confusion, Zhou Yuan fell into darkness.

However, the next second, Zhou Yuan, who thought he was dead, found that he was still intact, and the old man in white was still standing opposite him, with the seven gorgeous soul rings on his body constantly beating.

I am still alive

Was it an illusion or reality just now?

"scoff"

The old man in white didn't give Zhou Yuan time to think about it. This time, a long knife appeared out of thin air and directly split Zhou Yuan into two halves.

He was in severe pain for one second, in darkness for another second, and then for the third second, Zhou Yuan found that he was resurrected again, and he was still unscathed.

It was just that the first two deaths had caused a great psychological shadow on him, and Zhou Yuan found that his physical strength seemed to have weakened.

Knowing that time was running out, Zhou Yuan, who was thinking to the limit, instantly understood that the old man in white wanted to continue to torture him in this dream until his soul power completely exhausted, and then he would really die.

In other words, in the dream, his number of deaths should be limited.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yuan died for the third time.

This time, Zhou Yuan was killed by a hammer. The hammer was blue-black with fine and delicate lines on it. It seemed to be the Haotian Hammer seen in the Martial Spirit Illustrated Book.

First the sword, then the knife, and then the hammer. Zhou Yuan instantly realized that in the dream, the old man in white could create things out of thin air.

If he can, then so can he. A monk can touch it, and a poor Taoist can naturally touch it too.

What's more, this is Zhou Yuan's own dream

So, when the Clear Sky Hammer hit, Zhou Yuan raised his left hand, and a golden diamond-shaped shield suddenly appeared, with golden angel wings engraved on the surface of the shield.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, and the Clear Sky Hammer was blocked by the shield. However, Zhou Yuan's strength was not enough, and his arm was broken, his sternum collapsed, and he flew backwards.

"You actually realized it"

The old man in white looked at Zhou Yuan who suddenly transformed into a shield and said in shock.

Two years ago, in the same dream, the young Duke of Zhou Yuan was killed more than ten times. Until his soul collapsed, he was still in a daze. How could he figure out the secret of creating things in dreams?

"How can this actually block the Clear Sky Hammer?" the old man said with narrowed eyes.

"The Holy Shield of the Legion."

Zhou Yuan sneered, his body flashed with green light, and a piece of yellow-green armor was put on him.

Then, the green words 20 and 30 kept popping up above Zhou Yuan's head. At the same time, Zhou Yuan's collapsed sternum and twisted arms recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Outlaw Armor is indeed one of the fastest-regenerating equipment in League of Legends.

Immediately afterwards, a cylinder suddenly appeared on Zhou Yuan's shoulder. There was a warhead with a red danger mark stuffed in the cylinder.

"rg"

Zhou Yuan shouted, and the rocket flew out, instantly turning the unprepared old man in white into a ball of fire.

This is the power of modern weapons. A steel tank weighing dozens of tons can be destroyed with one shot, let alone a mere flesh and blood tank.

However, the next second, just like Zhou Yuan just now, the old man in white appeared intact.

The face of the resurrected old man in white became extremely gloomy. It was really weird that this kid had penetrated the secrets of the dream world in such a short period of time. He had to fight quickly.

However, the old man only thought for a second, and before he could make a move, he heard "Demacia Justice"

Then, the old man was crushed into a pulp by a golden giant sword that fell from the sky.

The next second, the old man was resurrected for the third time. In an instant, he was hit by a half-ton 403 mm caliber battleship shell, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose.