Douluo's choice between light and darkness

Holding the Eternal Spear, Dongfang Xin, with blue fox-shaped lightning jumping up and down all over his body, was stepping on one of the Titled Douluo.

On the chest of the Titled Douluo who was knocked down by Dongfang Xin, there was a scorched blood hole. His pupils were dilated, and he had obviously lost his vital signs.

Bibi Dong once again looked at Dongfang Xin who had just been killed by herself.

Where there is his figure, there is only the yellow land polluted by his own domain.

"Eastern letter!!"

Bibi Dong, who lost two generals in a row, was almost unable to breathe in anger. The spider spears formed by her arms changed instantly, turning into two huge black sickles, facing Dongfang Xin head-on, trying to tear him in two. Half.

Facing Bibi Dong's powerful attack, Dongfang Xin didn't dare to trust him, nine blue-purple soul rings flashed on his body.

The eighth soul ring was brilliantly radiant, like a star river, the brilliant soul ring instantly wrapped Dongfang Xin, and his body became translucent, dotted with stars,

Eighth Soul Skill, Dark Domain! !

As soon as the soul skill came out, Dongfangxin's speed increased several times in an instant, and a white phantom suddenly appeared beside his hands that were as smooth as precious jade.

"Boundless silence, increase my speed."

Dongfangxin's figure appeared even more illusory under the acceleration of the substitute, and several phantoms followed closely behind every move.

And Bibi Dong's twin sickles were already close at hand, but at this moment, her movements seemed to be slowed down countless times, and the stand-in beside Dongfang Xin reached forward with both hands.

A certain oracle once said: Speed ​​is power!

In Dongfangxin whose speed has been accelerated to almost twenty times, his strength has reached a level that others cannot match.

The substitute took away the white texture and held Bibi Dong's twin scythes, and raised them upwards, Bibi Dong's attack trajectory was instantly changed, and the gap of the whole body was displayed in front of Dongfang Xin.

"Hum hum."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The stand-in's double fists turned into flying shadows, and hundreds, thousands of blows continuously fell on Bibi Dong's wide-open abdomen like raindrops.

After the fight was over, Dongfang Xin turned around and put his index finger and middle finger together on his temples, looking at Bibi Dong who still had a ferocious face, and said in a goodbye gesture:

"arrivederci!!!"

"Woo big!!"

The stand-in's right hand was attached to the soul power of Kamiyama Chuse, and he hit Bibi Dong's face with all his strength.

"Wow!!"

Bibi Dong, who had received tens of thousands of punches in a row, was like a kite with a broken string. After leaving a line of blood in the sky, she was ruthlessly sent flying.

"His Majesty?!!"

"THEWORLD!!"

The remaining three Titled Douluo quickly activated their soul skills, but they only had time to let out an exclamation, and their world fell into gray and white.

The three titled Douluo Dongfang Xin also did not let go, kindly gave them the same treatment as Bibi Dong.

Dongfangxin patted the substitute's shoulder affectionately, "Well done! You are worthy of being Dongfangxin's substitute. Although the destructive power and speed are both B, but with the blessing of my own abilities and my soul skills."

"…………?9?1_?9?1"

The stand-in shook Dongfang Xin's hand, glared at him coldly, and then disappeared, no matter how he called, the stand-in didn't respond.

"Okay, Tsundere, long live understanding."

Dongfangxin said it doesn't matter.

...............

When Dongfang Xin returned to Tang San's side, Tang was comforting Xiao Wu who was crying bitterly beside him with a face full of grief.

Seeing Tang San whose aura exploded and whose spirit power was almost equal to his own, Dongfang Xin knew without thinking that Da Ming and Er Ming had sacrificed to Tang San.

He sighed deeply, walked behind Tang San, squatted down, and gently embraced her waist.

"Humans can't...no, beasts can't..."

"........."

Dongfang Xin wanted to give himself a big mouth, "After you become a god, Da Ming and Er Ming will be able to resurrect, don't worry."

"Um……"

Tang San responded softly, put the fainted Xiao Wu into the wishful treasure bag, turned around and buried her in Dongfang Xin's arms, sobbing softly.