Douluo's dark martial arts

"Madman, don't you even care about your own men?!"

Luo Ping looked at the exaggerated soul bomb condensed on Im's fingertips from a distance of several meters, feeling the gravitational crushing force contained in it, and the corners of his eyes inadvertently twitched twice.

In a corridor environment with limited terrain, the hit rate of such an attack would never be considered [-]%.

But after this blow, everyone else buried in the corridor, except Dugu Bo, was probably killed on the spot.

"No matter, is there a problem?"

Im said two words calmly, and the shadow annihilation bomb blocked Luo Ping from his sight.

Being in the evil camp requires an attitude of the evil camp. Not to mention that Im heard Luo Ping's words just now and knew that the other party was from the Luo family.

Even if you don't know, as a member of the evil camp, having the blood of some "useless" subordinates on your hands is not something worth worrying about.

"Fuck! You're crazy!"

Luo Leping, who was hiding in the dark and had been "forgotten", looked at Im with a ghostly expression.

He didn't expect that the other party could ignore the lives of a kind of subordinates, and most of them were descendants of the Luo family.

The other party has become stronger and more cold-blooded than when he first met him in Soto City.

Although Luo Ping is a Contra, as Im said before, Luo Ping's grave soul can only appear on the ground.

In other words, as long as the grave soil on the ground is not touched during the attack, Luo Ping will not be able to effectively resist.

This may also be the price God gave Luo Ping for jumping up a level to fight against the Titled Douluo. The Grave Earth Martial Spirit is very strong, and it can only be limited to the ground.

Forget!

There was no time for Luo Leping to think too much. Im's words were not just a joke or a danger. The soul energy bullets that were charging in front of his fingertips would take away all the buried Luo family members at any time.

As the soul skill was activated, a fierce look flashed across Im's eyes, but he was quickly suppressed by reason.

When he regained consciousness, the shadow annihilation bomb that was originally stagnant at his fingertips had dissipated. From the third perspective, it was as if Im had given up the attack on his own initiative.

"What I was going to do just now...was wrong!"

Im, who seemed to have lost his memory, looked at his raised fingertips and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He instinctively looked to the corner aside.

At this time, Luo Leping, who was pale due to overdraft of his soul power, was really noticed by everyone.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, the young man leaning on the wall looked at the surprised looks from everyone, raised his hand tiredly and shook it,

"Good morning...it was so powerful, it almost drained me dry..."

"Where did you come from?"

Im frowned slightly. At this moment, he could clearly sense the presence of the other party, but in his previous memory, the location of the other party seemed to be ignored by him...

wrong!

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and in less than a second, the memories in the brain of the body containing the three personalities were flipping rapidly.

He stayed until the stage when he first entered Soto City. In the game records of the Soto City Great Spirit Arena, there is a "forgotten" event.

Early month, 67 games, 61 wins, five defeats, two draws.

61 plus five plus two. In the absence of blocking technology rules in higher dimensions, the answer is naturally equal to 68.

And that game that was not counted as a game has always been ignored by Teach's personality. If it hadn't happened, Im wouldn't have cared about it.

"Do you have a martial soul with the ability to make people forget? Your martial soul is even weirder than Can Meng from that time."

Relying on the memory clues he left behind, Yi Mu was able to be "blinded" to Luo Leping's martial soul ability. His scarlet eyes stared at the young man who was slumped on the ground.

He wanted to try to remember the other person's appearance "again" in this way, but unfortunately, that seemingly ordinary face seemed to be cast by a magic spell.

Unable to be remembered, destined to be forgotten,

Luo Leping himself had nothing to do about it. His own situation was as uncontrollable as the mutation of his martial soul.

Just like Ma Hongjun couldn't control his desires due to the mutation of his martial soul, and was affected by his own martial soul, it was difficult for him to be remembered by others.

Luo Ping is at the level 89 Contra realm. As the only person who can barely remember Luo Leping, it took him five or six years.

"Hoss, control him, no matter what he has forgotten, maintain this state,

This old guy is not something you can solve. If there are too many people, you will die. "

After Im's eyes stayed on Luo Leping for four or five seconds, the unspeakable feeling of forgetfulness still existed.

As long as his eyes leave Luo Leping, he is afraid that he will forget the soul sect who interrupted his attack in the next second.

Im's response was from the black hemp ropes that broke through the ceiling of the corridor. The ropes were kneaded together by the slender hemp ropes. Like poisonous snakes looking for prey, they quickly pounced on Luo Leping, who had already exhausted his soul power. ,

"Old Ping, there are so many around! Wow!!!"

Sensing that something was wrong outside, Luo Leping opened his mouth to remind Luo Ping, but unfortunately before he could finish what he said, the black rope wrapped him into a mummy.

"We're left again."

Once again looking at Luo Ping who was standing motionless, Yi Mu directly let go of the Eight Spider Spear this time and stepped firmly on the ground covered by the Dark Domain.

The grave soil outside the field also wants to take the opportunity to infiltrate into the field. Unfortunately, the dark field is different from other blessing fields.

Other areas are to strengthen the host and weaken the enemy, which has limited impact on the spirits of both soul masters. At least it is difficult to easily isolate the other party's spirits.

On the other hand, the only blessing of Tiqi's Dark Martial Spirit is to reduce the consumption of soul power, and the rest is only the characteristics of the Dark Martial Spirit itself.

"Swallow, you are such a ferocious martial soul. No matter how much soil I have in my grave, I'm afraid it won't be able to fill up your realm."

Luo Ping stared at the dark acupuncture point under Tiqi's feet with fear. This was the first time he had seen this kind of area.

It will not weaken the enemy. The only effect is to suck the soul master into the darkness where he can't see his fingers.

Now Luo Ping can only rely on his own soul skills to barely resist the spread of the dark acupoints in his direction. He knows that once the darkness covers the ground under his feet, his grave earth martial soul will be completely restrained.

"Grave soil can only appear on the ground, and the dark acupoints will suck your martial soul into the darkness the moment it appears.

You have no chance of winning this battle. For the sake of Contra, I don't mind tolerating your rudeness today. "

Im stepped on the darkness under his feet, and the sound of each step colliding with the ground would be swallowed up by the darkness under his feet.

Against the backdrop of the endless darkness beneath his feet, the aura on Im's body became more mysterious and depressing.

Until he stopped at the edge of darkness, looking at Luo Ping who was less than one meter away and resisting the dark acupoint with all his strength,

"You only have one chance to choose, join us, or go to hell with these incompetent wastes."