Douluo's son Yu Tianheng

The white-armored god of death was the name given to it by Yu Wushuang.Its whole body is covered with thick white scales, like a solid white armor.

It has no limbs, but its body is covered with spikes from head to tail. The largest one is even more than ten meters long, and the small one is one or two meters long.Not only is its speed not slowed down by its lack of limbs, but its body is extremely flexible and its speed is nothing close to slow.

And its biggest feature is its mouth. If its mouth is opened, it will be extremely huge. It is not like the teeth of ordinary soul beasts. Instead, it is like a shark, covered with several layers of sharp teeth, and each layer has It will rotate like a gear, and anything that enters its mouth will be crushed into slag.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that it also has the ability to escape from the ground. As long as it opens its mouth and drills into the ground, a huge passage will be drilled out.

Yu Yuanzhen didn't hesitate at all and transformed directly into a dragon.

"Dragon transformation! The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

The phantom of the blue-gold divine dragon gradually turned into reality and merged with Yu Yuanzhen.

"The ninth soul skill, the wrath of a true dragon!"

The violent soul power condensed into the shape of a dragon and struck directly at the white-armored God of Death.

Yu Wuya didn't stand still, he instantly activated the Holy Thunder Domain and Dragon Transformation, "The fourth soul skill, Sky Dragon Breaking Strike!"

The ferocious attack hit the white-armored Death God. Even though it had hard scales and sharp spikes, a piece of flesh was still torn off, and he roared out in pain.

"Damn you all!"

A 50-year-old ferocious beast is enough to speak human words.

The huge and hard tail swung violently, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard. In the blink of an eye, the tail was in front of Yu Wuya.

Yu Wuya's pupils shrank, his hands transformed into dragons, and he held them in front of his chest.

"boom--"

Yu Wuya was directly knocked away and hit the rocks behind him, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Endless!"

Yu Yuanzhen saw the white-armored God of Death injuring Yu Wuya, roared angrily, and then launched an even more ferocious attack!

"The eighth soul skill, the true dragon is born!"

Yu Yuanzhen's whole body flashed with golden light, and he punched the scales of the white-armored god of death with a fierce punch, causing bursts of sparks to appear from the friction.

"Roar--"

A piece of flesh was torn off from the white-armored Death God, and the scarlet blood flowing on the pale scales looked particularly eye-catching.

The ferocious head of the white-armored Death God turned around, its huge scarlet eyes staring at the little ant in front of him.

"Humans, you must die!!"

"Roar!"

Hot lava spit out from the mouth of the white-armored god of death.

This magma is called Death Dragon Flame, and it is one of the trump cards of the white-armored God of Death.

The white-armored Death is the king of the spiked Death. The spiked Death's dragon flames are enough to melt almost all the rocks in the ground, but the White-armored Death's dragon flames are even more terrifying.

The dragon flames with temperatures reaching tens of thousands of degrees Celsius directly turn everything they go into a vacuum.

"not good!"

Yu Yuan shouted in shock and quickly backed away.

But Long Yan was so fast, following Yu Yuanzhen's figure closely.The dazzling dragon flames flickered, melting all the stone walls wherever it went along with the Yu Yuan Zhen.

At this time, a blood hole had appeared on Yu Wuya's chest. The power of the white-armored Death God's blow was so violent that an ordinary titled Douluo would have fallen to the ground, let alone stand up.

Yu Wuya blocked the blood cave with his left hand, and broke the rock that buried him with his right hand.

Thunder rang out, several huge pieces of granite exploded, and a blue-gold figure shot straight into the sky.

"The eighth soul skill, Dragon King's Heaven-Destroying Thunder!"

The outermost black and red soul ring of Yu Wuya lit up, and surging soul power burst out. Purple and black thunder intertwined in Yu Wuya's hands, condensing into a dark electric ball in the blink of an eye, and the natural soul power around the electric ball was almost has disappeared.

"Break it for me!"

The electric ball turned into a black dragon and hit the white-armored God of Death!

A strong sense of crisis sounded, and the white-armored Death God couldn't help but give up chasing Yu Yuanzhen, and instead spit dragon flames at the black dragon-shaped lightning.

"boom--"

Powerful soul power exploded at this moment, and the surrounding trees were uprooted.

The dragon flames of the white-armored Death God were indeed extremely powerful. Not only did they directly neutralize Yu Wuya's eighth soul skill, they also hit Yu Wuya.

"Not good!" Yu Wuya was startled, and then he flapped his dragon wings fiercely to avoid the dragon flames of the white-armored god of death.

"Hmph!" The white-armored God of Death spurted out two huge bursts of breath from his huge nostrils.

"Humans, since thousands of years ago, no creature has dared to challenge me like this for a long time. Speaking of which, the martial spirit of that human being from thousands of years ago was the same as yours. It is indeed as annoying as him!"

The white-armored god of death's scarlet eyes flashed, and his sinister tone nakedly showed his hostility.

Ancestor Yu Wushuang, right? Yu Wuya murmured, I knew my ancestor had fought against it, otherwise I wouldn’t have understood all its trump cards.

Thousands of years ago, the white-armored Death God was sleeping as usual in the underground palace thousands of meters underground on Thunder Island. It was the head of the three giants on Thunder Island, plus the entire group of spiked Death Gods. Dare to mess with it.

But the sound of fighting came from the ground. Slowly, the fighting became more and more intense. Even the white-armored Death God thousands of meters deep underground could feel the devastating blow that had arrived on the island, but it thought it was just the other two. The ferocious beasts are fighting for territory, although it has not been so fierce in the past, but it lives underground anyway, and their fight has nothing to do with me.

Gradually, after an unknown amount of time, the entire island was filled with thunder. Under the control of Yu Wushuang, Thunder Island truly showed its most ferocious appearance. The sky thunder struck the ground unscrupulously, and many soul beasts fled desperately.

Now the white-armored Death God felt something was wrong. Such a strong thunderous riot was unheard of even for it. The body of several hundred meters began to twist. The extremely strong white scale armor and spikes made the entire underground rock seem like nothing to it.

In the blink of an eye, the ground began to vibrate, and a huge white figure sprang out. The beast's pressure made all the soul beasts within a few thousand meters kneel down and beg for mercy.

Due to the inaction of the white-armored Death God, Yu Wushuang had already killed a ferocious beast. As the most unparalleled genius in the entire continent a thousand years ago, even if he had not broken through the title Douluo, in these dozens of days of hard battle, with the help of the island's Due to the environment, he forcibly recreated the secret method and killed the ferocious beast.

When he broke through the Title Douluo, his strength completely reached the ultimate Douluo level.

At this time, Yu Wushuang was feeling the power of thunder on the entire Thunder Island, and the riot of thunder elements was thanks to him.

But at this moment, the real overlord of Thunder Island, the white-armored God of Death, finally came out!

Yu Wushuang was also shocked. He knew that there was a ferocious beast on the other side of the island, but it was really shocking that one appeared.

"Human! You deserve to die!" The white-armored Death God looked around at the environment that seemed to be experiencing the end of the world, and then saw the initiator of all this. His sharp voice immediately resounded throughout Thunder Island.

Although it felt the terrifying aura from Yu Wushuang, it thought it was just that. 50 years of cultivation had made it extremely swollen. Of course, if it weren't for the freak Yu Wushuang, no one could threaten it.

Immediately, the white-armored God of Death opened his huge wings and flew towards Yu Wushuang.