Douluo Internet Era

Ghost Douluo felt bad after seeing that poop was added to the new projection dessert set. He felt that it was necessary to warn Titled Douluo across the continent to be careful of people throwing poop during the battle.

This thing is not very harmful, but it is very insulting, and you are not immune to it if you have a shield skill. Think about it from another perspective, your shield has been splashed with shit, are you still willing to use it?Do you feel like you smell shit when you use it?

Without preparation, even a strong man with shield abilities would subconsciously dodge when he sees a huge pile of shit coming towards him.

I'm afraid it won't be long before there will be another school among the soul masters. It's disgusting. The things added to the package may not just be shit, but nose burrs, toe caps, chaff, canned herrings, Kiwiak...

Ghost Douluo could no longer imagine the battle scene at that time. What the bloody warrior shouted before he tried his best was no longer that I will splatter you with blood even if I die, but that I will splatter you with feces even if I die. This deterrence was instantaneous. It increased by hundreds of percentage points.

Staring at Lan Nuo fiercely, Ghost Douluo walked away depressed. The only thing that made him happy was that he could transform into a spirit, so even if someone did throw shit at him, they wouldn't be able to throw shit at him.

Although the topic was a bit heavy-handed, Yue Youlan was only slightly disgusted, and she continued to try strange foods. The little girl seemed to be very interested in baking these strange things.

"Is there any more? Is there any more? I want to grill a lot of things, but Grandpa Ghost won't let me!" Yue Youlan finished eating the skewers projected by Lan Nuo and was still not satisfied.

"Ah... not available for the moment. There are only so many types. Speaking of which, a soul master's physique is different from ordinary people, so he should be able to bake and eat most things! Why doesn't Ghost Douluo let you eat it? What did you bake?" Lan Nuo was a little curious. It is said that there should be a lot of poisonous insects and beasts in Douluo.

"You didn't bake anything too weird, did you? The granite that was baked last time was very crispy after being heated with Phoenix flames. It will definitely be delicious when brushed with sauce, but Grandpa Ghost won't let me eat it!"

Lan Nuo: "..."

What kind of spirit of exploration is this?The stones want to taste the saltiness. Let the phoenix flames bake them, and the granite will be baked into quicklime. How can it not be so crispy?Is that thing edible?But speaking of fire soul masters, maybe they can really eat it. After all, they are not afraid of being burned, and eating it can neutralize excessive gastric acid...

"Ah... this... it's not easy for Old Man Gui Douluo! Next time you should choose something that can be eaten by humans before baking it! It must be organic at least!"

"What are organic matter?" Yue Youlan was curious.

Lan Nuo thought it was difficult to explain to her, so he casually said: "Living things are all organic matter." At this time, Lan Nuo didn't realize that his judgment was a bit too arbitrary.

"Well, I've eaten almost all the common living creatures! Well...I haven't tasted it yet, but eating people doesn't seem to be a good idea." Yue Youlan was a little confused.

The corner of Lan Nuo's mouth twitched. He now increasingly suspected that the kidney-beating maniac stole the kidneys to roast them and eat them.

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After sending the little witch away, there was a peaceful night. Neither the Blood Prince nor the Crazy Lich talked to Lan Nuo anymore. The strength and talent he showed were no longer something they could touch, as long as Lan Nuo remembered how to extract the original soul power. Just make an agreement.

The next day, before the church opened, a total of nine candidates for the Holy Son and nine elders of the Rakshasa Sect gathered together. As the head of the ten orthodox religions, the Rakshasa Sect also had its own set of prayer rituals. The elders and the Holy Son stood at the edge of the blood pool respectively. Inside and outside, gently place your right hand on the surface of the blood pool, let the blood dye the palm of your hand red, and then everyone looks at their palms dyed red with blood and recites prayers.

The scene was extremely weird for a time. Lan Nuo was too ungrateful and basically didn't get any feedback from his divine power. However, he could feel that the other evil soul masters had more or less gained their divine power in the process, and at the same time, blood seeped from their palms. Go in and disappear.

Everyone's palms returned to their original appearance, except for Lan Nuo's hand, which was still bleeding... For a moment, everyone looked at him. This was the first time they had seen such a strange situation. As long as anyone has a little faith in God , the blood in the palm of the hand can also be absorbed. In this world where God really exists, there are almost no people who have no fear of God.

Lan Nuo was also anxious. He almost called Rakshasa God a bitch in his heart, but the other party didn't even respond. Lan Nuo really wanted to slap him on the face. In desperation, Lan Nuo said silently in his heart: "Fuqiang" Democracy, civilization and harmony..."

The next moment, a red light flashed in his palm, and the blood disappeared. At the same time, he also felt that he had established a momentary connection with a certain hazy consciousness. The other person's thinking was as simple as a newborn, but the connection It only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, making Lan Nuo wonder if it was his illusion.

After the blood in his palm disappeared, everyone turned their strange gazes away.

"Everyone is a new generation of geniuses taught by me. I won't say anything about motivating trash." After the prayer, Ghost Douluo walked up to the top of the podium:

"But just being a genius does not make you a Holy Son. You need to have the ability to survive in the soul master world and the experience of leading a team to complete tasks! As a Holy Son, this is as important as your strength.

I have already told your squad leader about the next mission.How to make them obey orders and inform you of the mission will be the first test you face. "Ghost Douluo clapped his hands, and 45 people walked in outside the door. They were divided into nine groups and walked towards the nine saint sons.

Among the several saints, the oldest one showed an evil smile: "Don't worry! I have special team management skills!"

He walked towards the five-man team and simultaneously released four soul rings, two yellow and two purple. The muscles under his skin bulged, and streaks of black energy flowed under his skin.

"I think anyone who lives in the world of soul masters will understand one truth, that is... obey the strong!" As he said that, he punched out and hit the captain of the five people, asking for someone to convince them with reason. .

It was just beyond his expectation that five soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and one black, appeared on the squad leader's body. At the same time, scales appeared on his muscles. He punched the candidate Saint Son directly and hit him. It flew out and fell to the ground unable to get up for a long time.

"I forgot to tell you that the soul masters under your command are all candidates for the Holy Son who have been eliminated in the past. Their talents are no worse than yours, and their age and cultivation are above you. Before you want to use force, you must first weigh your own abilities. Capable." As soon as Ghost Douluo finished speaking, Lan Nuo's voice rang out in the silent church.

"What a coincidence, I also have special team management skills." As he said this, he released two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, and walked towards his team leader with ill intentions.

"Huh? Two rings? Great soul master? Is your special skill to kneel down and lick my boots?"

"No! I'll stamp the soles of my shoes on your face!"

The team leader was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "The great soul master challenges the soul king. You are the most creative soul master I have seen this year! Hahahaha!"

[To be continued]

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Whether he is an elder, a saint, or a member of the Soul King team, they all look at Lan Nuo as if they are stupid. The level-skipping challenge itself is incredible enough, but this guy has to skip three levels in a row, which is simply out of his mind. Shit.

Among the crowd, only the three elders who truly knew Lan Nuo's abilities remained silent, silently mourning for the Soul King for a second in their hearts.

The Soul King was still laughing, but suddenly he saw Lan Nuo disappear in front of them, and everyone's eyes were dazzled. When they saw Lan Nuo again, he was already in front of the Soul King.

Snapped!

With one slap, the Soul King was stunned, and his whole body was driven by his head to fly out. But before he landed, Lan Nuo disappeared from everyone's sight again, and reappeared in the flight path of the Soul King. Go up and slap him back with a backhand.

It was as if Lan Nuo had become two people, slapping his hands like he was playing badminton. Not only that, he was also slapping quite rhythmically, and he suddenly came up with a Croatian rhapsody.

In the church, for a time, apart from the clapping, there was only the sound of Lan Nuo breaking through the air. Almost everyone's eyes widened. They had never seen such a ruthless great soul master.

This was no longer simply powerful, the speed was simply outrageous, and several elders who were not good at eyesight could not clearly see Lan Nuo's movements.

The rhythmic snapping sound was enough to finish a song before it stopped. Soul King had almost fainted when he fell down, his face was swollen like two persimmons. Lan Nuo's technique was also very particular. In this case, the skin is not broken.

Snapped!

Lan Nuo stepped on the opponent's face for the last time. He kept his word and said that he would print the soles of his shoes, so he had to print them!

When he took off his feet, everyone saw a big shoe print on Soul King's face. There were four big words on the shoe print, "Quarantine passed"...

Ghost Douluo couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eyes. This guy was still so damaged. He remembered what Lan Nuo said yesterday about how big shit he was. This thing was a nightmare.

"Okay! Now what do you think of my team management skills?" Lan Nuo kicked the Soul King who was like a dead dog at his feet and couldn't get up.

The remaining four people still standing nodded in agreement: "Lord Holy Son's management skills are unparalleled in the world!"

"Lord Holy Son is awesome! We will definitely fulfill your orders to the death!" The four people quickly expressed their loyalty. This time they just smoked a Croatian Rhapsody. If they smoke a Flying Bumblebee next time, who the hell can withstand it? !

"What did you say? What is our mission?" Lan Nuo knelt down, stretched out his hand, and healed the captain's cheek, knowingly asking.

"Sir... Sir, are you going to say it here?" After the captain got up, he was timid, fearing that if Lan Nuo was happy, he would directly put him into vibration mode.

"Tell me! Let's see who dares to stop me! If anyone takes the position of my Holy Son, I will give him the title of King of Love Songs. Well... you may not know that the song is 10 minutes long."

At this moment, all the saints consciously covered their ears and competed with this pervert for the position of the saint. Even if you go up, down, left, left, and right, you are still not dead enough.

The team leader immediately told Lan Nuo about the mission situation. As for the kidney-attacking madman, he didn't have the slightest clue.

"Understood! Let's go! Go beat him!" Lan Nuo took the lead and was the first to leave the church. The Soul King team followed behind him, honestly, as cowardly as a group of Pekingese. .

"Lord Holy Son, where are we going?"

Hearing this, Lan Nuo threw away a bunch of sneakers and projected a Ghost Rider himself: "Go to the Kingdom of Balak and go to the human organ exchange over there!"

After saying that, he started the motorcycle and threw sand in the faces of the five people. The five people looked at the pile of sneakers in front of them and wanted to cry without tears. Ghost Rider and the others also knew that, but when they installed the System, I already bought Ghost Rider.

Helpless, a few people could only put on sneakers. It has to be said that even though Douluo has many black technologies, its clothing technology is still far behind the world.At least in terms of shoes, Douluo's shoes are definitely not as comfortable as modern sports shoes for running.

The minimum of the five of them is Soul Sect cultivation, and they can barely keep up with a motorcycle when running, but they are a bit expensive to wear. The only drawback of Earth's sneakers is that the sole material is not Soul Beast leather, which is not wear-resistant. It is no wonder that Lan Nuo can Throw them so many shoes.

"I'm telling you, when I ride a bike and let you run with me, I'm taking care of you, you know? If I come down and run too, you won't even be able to see my shadow. If I don't have to take you with me, what's the point? By this time, I have arrived at the Kingdom of Balak!”

Everyone looked like shit, but after thinking about how fast he slapped him before, they felt relieved. It was better to turn back and run!If he were allowed to run in a straight line, who knows how fast he would be.

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The Balak Kingdom is located in the west of Douluo Continent, with a long and narrow land.With a long coastline, it is one of the few kingdoms that mainly focuses on fishing. Fishing boats drift on the ocean, which is a small society in itself. After losing the constraints of the state, the evil side of human nature is more easily exposed.

Many people are fishermen on the shore and pirates when they go to sea. Such a country is naturally a hotbed for the development of Rakshasaism. There are many corpses that need to be disposed of, and the underground organ trade has also developed quite rampantly.

In the Balak Kingdom, the Star Luo Empire, the Tiandou Empire, and the Sangui Zone at the junction of the Three Kingdoms, there is the largest underground black market, where countless shady transactions are held secretly.

There are addictive drugs, slaves, dangerous crossbows banned by imperial laws, and even the head of a certain imperial earl. Human organs are just one of the commodities traded in the black market.

Although it is a no-no-no zone, not everyone can easily enter the black market, so the six Lannuo people were stopped.

"No strangers can come in, unless you can find a recommender." The gatekeeper is a soul sect. For a black market, being able to hire a soul sect to be the gatekeeper is already quite prestigious. At this time, the soul sect was silent. He looked like someone owed him money.

Just as the team leader was about to take action, Lan Nuo raised his hand to stop him: "Don't be violent, we are civilized people, how can we hit people easily!"

The squad leader's expression was stiff. If you didn't hit someone, why did you almost beat me to facial paralysis?

"We are not here to cause trouble." Lan Nuo's implication is that we are here to find someone, and we cannot alert others.

After speaking, he turned to the soul sect and said, "We only know one introducer. I wonder if you know him?" As he said this, Lan Nuo took out a gold soul coin and slapped it on the table.

The Soul Sect didn't even raise his eyes: "Are you sending beggars away? That's all..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes go dark...

[To be continued]

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