Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

"Why should I go with you?"

Wang Feng was on high alert. He couldn't see through the strength of the strange man in front of him.

How could he go with a guy he couldn't figure out?

But the man said decisively: "If you want to go to Anxiao, you will never find it without me leading the way."

Of course Wang Feng would not believe what he said and turned around to leave.

"You can't find it yourself," the man said straightforwardly, without any dispute.

"Why?" Wang Feng looked around, stopped and asked, "Is there a fixed area nearby?"

"None of them..." The man walked ahead, staring at a wooden door in front of him, and said, "You can compare this underground city to an ever-changing chessboard."

checkerboard?

"Zhenlong is in all directions, black and white are lost, the moves are determined, and everything is unified."

"Linglong Chess..."

"If he doesn't want you to go in, you can't find him even if you turn the dungeon upside down."

The man was walking in front, his palm on the wooden door.

A white light enveloped the two of them, and their positions immediately changed.

It was no longer as noisy as the entrance, but instead was taken to a dim corridor.

The red carpet beneath their feet blocked the sound of their footsteps.

"Teleport?"

Wang Feng looked around vigilantly, ready to summon martial spirits to fight at any time.

The man obviously noticed Wang Feng's little movement. He raised the corner of his mouth and said without any malice: "Don't be afraid. If I want to harm you, there is no need to go to such trouble."

This was half true and half doubtful. Wang Feng knew that the strength of the person in front of him was at least above him, so he never acted rashly.

In this situation, it is even more important to maintain absolute rationality.

This man is probably no match for him, and taking action rashly will only be counterproductive.

"Follow me closely from now on. I don't care if you lose me."

After the man said that, he pushed open a door at the end of the corridor. In front of him, there was another corridor.

The difference is that there are four more doors on both sides of the corridor.

Without looking, the man led him straight to the door on the far left. When he opened the door, a cold breath hit his face.

The man stood at the door and did not move.

"Why don't you go?"

Wang Feng looked toward the door, and there was a bit of fog extending out of the door. At a glance, there was no end in sight.

"You take this door, and I'll take the symmetrical one," the man said. "Only in this way can we pass through this embattled formation."

Wang Feng was confused when he heard this, but the man had already walked over and got into another door on the opposite side, leaving Wang Feng no time to continue thinking.

Otherwise, take the same door as him?

But he just said that he had to go through a different door to get in. Could this be a lie to him?

But if the other party wants to kill him, there is no need to go to such trouble.

Just now, Wang Feng had the idea of ​​​​staying away from returning, but it would be too embarrassing to see the master like this.

He ran back in despair without even seeing his face, which really embarrassed him.

No!

Wang Feng put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind, took a big step, and walked through the door.

boom--

After he stepped through the door, the door closed tightly, and the original four doors turned into two doors.

The clock on the wall stopped swinging, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The surroundings were deathly black, as if he had fallen into the deep sea for an instant.

From time to time, a vague sound emerged in the silent space. Wang Feng called out the spear and held it in his hand, looking around cautiously.

This corridor is very different from the previous two. Not only is there a lot of thick fog in the air, but even the surrounding walls are moving insignificantly.

Wang Feng walked forward for a short distance.

Suddenly, a flash of fire appeared in front of him and rushed straight towards him.

Wang Feng stepped forward and took out his spear.

"The number one soul skill, electricity pierces through gold and stone!"

blow--

The spear went straight through the floating fire, and crackling golden thunder spread across the gun body.

The fire was scattered, and Wang Feng waved his hand to "transform the realm" and it flew back to his hand.

Just now, what on earth was it?

Before he could think for a moment, the surrounding walls suddenly shook violently, and then countless black iron arrows flew towards Wang Feng.

Wang Feng quickly waved his spear and hunched over to dodge.

But there were too many black iron arrows around, and Wang Feng was still stabbed in the left shoulder.

For a while, the blood flowed non-stop.

After the round of arrow rain, Wang Feng squatted in the corner, gritted his silver teeth, and pulled out the arrow stuck in the scissor head.

"What a broken formation! Damn it!"

There was an evil light at the corner of Wang Feng's mouth.

"Go away."

The five soul rings on Wang Feng's body lit up, and a scary configuration appeared in the dark corridor.

"The second soul skill, the evil killing curse!"

Wang Feng thrust the spear in his hand into the ground, and countless black curses spread. Wang Feng's soul power was overdrawn by a huge amount.

Countless black striped curses filled the entire space.

Not enough... not enough!

Wang Feng's body also began to glow with blood, and the blood on his shoulders dripped on the ground, turning into a scarlet curse.

His eyes glowed with blood, and his entire pupils were filled with blood.

"Blood curse, the thorn of false resentment!"

With the blessing of Wang Feng's blood, the black runes covering the surrounding walls seemed to be full of life.

Countless black spikes emerged from it, destroying several walls in just a few seconds.

But this was not enough, countless black thorns turned into blood, and every wall was covered with thorns.

Click~click——

A white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the sound of a mirror breaking seemed to be heard in his ears.

Wang Feng was instantly teleported to another space.

"You guys are so crazy!"

Under the warm orange light, the face of the man just now appeared in front of him.

Wang Feng raised his head and stood up. He was surprised to find that the wound on his left shoulder had healed, and even his clothes were not damaged.

Could this be an illusion?

"Out?"

Wang Feng moved his shoulders and was convinced again that it was just an illusion.

"What was that just now?"

"Let's go, the leader wants to see you little lunatic."

The man pushed open a door that was ajar in front of him, and dazzling light came through.

Wang Feng raised his head, his eyes suddenly widened.

There was a man sitting in the room, wearing a breeze robe, with long hair slowly floating in the air, his hand covering a half-broken transparent jade chessboard.

"Senior Brother's disciple really has the same spirit as he did back then."

The man on the side put one knee on the ground and said respectfully: "See the leader——"

He just raised his hand slightly, and the half-broken chessboard in his hand was put back together in an instant.

"Welcome to An Xiao, my nephew~"

leader?

Could it be that the man in front of me is the master's younger brother, currently the rarest control-type titled Douluo in the mainland, Linglong Douluo?

"You... are my... uncle?"