Douluo's Dragon Spear

"Fuck."

Cursing secretly, Gu Lin had no choice but to restrain his mental power from the external state, and then the eternal soul power of chaos slowly circulated, entering a state where he could complete the possession of the martial soul at any time.

He didn't know how many evil soul masters there were in this place. If he didn't follow martial ethics and carried out a sneak attack from behind... Gu Lin would be in trouble.

After entering the cemetery, what greeted us was a lifeless aura of death.

In this deathly aura, Gu Lin could vaguely detect a hint of evil mixed in.

Although the amount is very small, you can still feel that this is an out-and-out evil spirit.

Evil spirit, the favorite of evil soul masters.

"Do these beasts regard this place as a temporary training ground? They will enjoy it."

Walking a little further inside, Gu Lin saw about 20 meters away, a group of long-abandoned houses located in the center of the cemetery.

It is said that when the cemetery still existed, this was the resting place for the postmen.

Because there are a lot of people, there are quite a few houses here.

"call......"

Taking a deep breath, Gu Lin found a suitable position and climbed over a nearly two-meter-high wall surrounding the house.

When he first landed on the ground, Gu Lin felt that his feet were a little slippery, and he almost fell to the ground.

It wasn't that Gu Lin was joking, but he really didn't expect there to be water on the ground...

However, speaking of water, Gu Lin felt that the liquid on the ground seemed to be much thicker than water.

Slowly lowering his head, Gu Lin was stunned.

Where he stepped now was a pool of dark red liquid.

The liquid did not dry up, as if it had been released not long ago.

Looking to the side, Gu Lin saw a human head.

There is no body around this head, but the blood here means that the head has just been chopped off.

This is not the reason why Gu Lin is a god.

"Uncle Ninghang?"

Seeing this familiar face, Gu Lin's expression suddenly became ugly.

Ning Hang is a deacon of the Qibao Glazed Sect, a level 48 soul sect, and his martial soul is the mutant martial soul Sand Crocodile.

Although he is not a direct disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Hang, who is over 40 years old, is a member of the Great Elder's lineage.

Before Gu Lin left the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Hang was also a relatively common elder under the great elder.

"When I came back this time, I was wondering why I didn't see Uncle Hang... It turns out you actually..."

Seeing Ning Hang's eyes widened with a look of determination, Gu Lin suddenly became silent.

It was not that he had never seen dead people before, but it was the first time someone he knew died so tragically in front of him, which still gave Gu Lin a huge shock.

Life and death, between heaven and man, are separated forever in just one thought.

"Uncle Hang, I remember you asked me to find Aunt Su Jing and help you set up a bridge...Why are you so careless?"

Slowly squatting down, Gu Lin gently raised his hand and slowly closed Ning Hang's eyes.

The memories I once had appeared in my mind piece by piece, but they seemed to disappear in an instant.

"I didn't expect that you, young master, would be such a friendly person. It is a lifetime honor for us to serve you as our master."

"At the beginning, I had doubts about the elders' decision as to why they would strongly recommend you, a child who has not grown up, to be the young master of our Blood God Religion. But now it seems that it is a good thing... "

"Young Master, these people are actually not part of our plan. They are sent by several elders of the Qibao Glazed Sect. Unfortunately, if they had not been sent to our door by themselves, they might not have died."

"But that's okay. It just so happens that my sword has been drinking a little less fresh blood recently. It would save me a lot of time to hunt for soul masters when these people come to my door..."

The owner of the voice stood on the roof of the house not far from Gu Lin. The pair of bloody eyes looked at Gu Lin, and the corner of his mouth raised a huge arc.

During the time when the owner of the voice was speaking, Gu Lin did not say a word or even make any movement.

The moment he finished speaking, Gu Lin suddenly turned around.

At this time, his entire right arm was wrapped in dark purple dragon scales.At the same time, the dark purple sword light flashed instantly, and countless sword energy roared towards the place where the voice owner was.

Instantly, the evil dragon sword smashes into pieces!

In order to ensure that he hits this person, Gu Lin did not choose to use the low hit rate but more powerful single attack version of Evil Dragon Sword Smash, but the most basic, original group attack soul skill Evil Dragon Sword Smash!

For a moment, countless dark purple sword energies came towards the owner of the voice with overwhelming force!

"Not bad soul skills."

The owner of the voice made a mocking sound of appreciation and raised his right hand.

A flash of blood light blocked the waves of evil dragon sword energy.

During the collision between lightning and flint, Gu Lin and the owner of the voice saw each other's appearance at the same time.

The owner of the voice is a middle-aged man in his 30s. He is about 1.8 meters tall. He does not look strong, but he is not thin by any means. He is in just the right shape.

He had short black hair and an ordinary appearance. On his left cheek, there was a deep knife mark from the corner of his eye to his chin, making him look extremely ferocious.

"Young Master, I am Wu Chong, the martial soul of Blood Drinking Crazy Sword. My current identity is the fourth deacon of the eighth branch of the Blood God Sect. My cultivation level is...level 78."

The moment the last word "level" fell, the bloody mad knife in Wu Chong's hand waved instantly!

Gu Lin's pupils shrank suddenly!

This crazy knife is nearly four meters long!It's almost the same as Gu Lin's Chaos Dragon Spear.

But this is a broadsword, and it requires a lot of strength to swing it.

What's more, when Wu Chong activated the sword, he waved it in an instant!

What kind of power is this? !

"Shadows intertwined!"

Golden brilliance and blood-red magic light flickered from Gu Lin's back. The moment the wings of gods and demons emerged, Gu Lin used a powerful auxiliary soul skill, and the demonic shadows intertwined!

After breaking through to the Soul Sect realm, Gu Lin could no longer create only one shadow clone, but two!

The moment the three Gu Lin appeared, Wu Chong was slightly surprised.

"Is there a soul bone attached to the outside? Sure enough, the young master is in much greater trouble than those little guys..."

"But..."

Wu Chong chuckled casually, and the Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand instantly made two slashes in an extremely weird arc.

"The second soul skill, two slashes with a mad sword!"

Two bloody slashes struck at Gu Lin's three figures one after the other.What made Gu Lin feel horrified was that he seemed to have a strong uneasiness that he could not successfully escape from this attack!

The two demon shadow clones and Gu Lin used the ghostly and phantom body skills at the same time, trying to use the ghostly body skills to dodge Wu Chong's second soul skill.

But just when Gu Lin just missed one of the slashes, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then, a strong slash fell on him.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth, and his figure soared in mid-air for a few seconds before Gu Lin activated his wings of gods and demons and barely stabilized his figure.