Douluo: Drink and become stronger, slap the Pope

The black-haired Tang San didn't know how powerful the god was, but he knew that it was an existence that surpassed the Titled Douluo, and the power it possessed was beyond the imagination of mortals.

In order to take revenge and obtain more powerful power, the black-haired Tang San must leave here today. He can do anything, even if he wants to kill an innocent person, it can't stop his ambition!

At this time, the black-haired Tang San was completely different from the beginning. He was almost the same person as before he traveled through time. He could definitely be called evil!

Since he is now a soul body, and his body is composed of soul energy, the changes in his thoughts are directly reflected in his image, and the light of the soul that emanates becomes a little dark and evil!

The blue-haired Tang San noticed this, and he felt that the other party was no longer a slightly bad person, but a very evil villain, and he must destroy the other party here!

The two sides faced each other from a distance, and even though their soul powers were about the same, their momentum was actually one-sided!

The gap between the two was too obvious. The blue-haired Tang San couldn't fully unleash the power of his soul. This was the first time he fought in his soul body, which was far inferior to his physical form.

On the contrary to this young man, the black-haired Tang San looked too calm, using his own power freely, exerting every bit of soul power just right, and the aura he unleashed completely suppressed the enemy. Living!

They haven't fought again yet, and both sides seem to have seen the outcome of this battle in their hearts!

"Gulu."

The blue-haired Tang San swallowed. Although he had no body, the nervousness in his heart made him do this subconsciously.

This young man is no longer as naive as before. He has a mind of about eighteen years old, which is equivalent to crossing the threshold of an adult. He can observe the enemy's situation more calmly, but that's all.

When he was only five or six years old with a mind, he would think that the black-haired Tang San was very strong, and he would not think that the opponent was invincible. No matter how exaggerated the opponent's strength was, he would still dare to hit the opponent directly in the face.

But now that he has become mature and has a more mature thinking consciousness, he feels that the opponent is invincible. No matter how he analyzes the opponent's strength, he can't find a way to defeat the opponent!

The blue-haired Tang San tightly held the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hands. These two weapons could be said to be his destiny. They were directly manifested by the martial spirit and were equivalent to a part of himself.

When he takes out these two weapons, he will feel that the three are closely connected without any barriers. Whether it is the Clear Sky Hammer or the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, they are all perfectly integrated with him!

Maybe it was a little short of it before. The three had only achieved perfect fusion in terms of the external body, and the inner soul had not truly integrated into one. Now that he felt the oppression of a terrible enemy, the blue-haired Tang San succeeded in doing this. !

The aura on this young man's body became more and more mysterious, and the hammers and guns in his hands became more and more real. Originally a soul weapon composed of pure spiritual energy, now it has gradually become no different from the outside world. It seems It's like two physical weapons!

Keng!

The Blue Silver Overlord Gun fired!

boom!

The Clear Sky Hammer roared!

These two weapons have finally truly awakened, or in other words, these two martial spirits have finally activated their special spirituality!

The blue-haired Tang San felt the two weapons in his hands, and had many insights in his heart.

Only at this time can he be called the true inheritor of the Clear Sky Hammer and the inheritor of the Blue Silver Emperor!

He looked at the enemy and finally had a glimmer of confidence. The opponent was indeed extremely powerful and the most terrifying existence he had ever seen, but he was not weak either!

If you want to eradicate him here, the other party may not be able to do it!

"Come on, I can't wait."

The black-haired Tang San felt the enemy's aura and found that the opponent seemed to have evolved again and was getting closer to his strength, and he was very happy in his heart.

No matter how fast the opponent's progress is, it is impossible to fill the gap between the two parties in such a short period of time. His mastery of the power of the soul is simply not comparable to that of a child!

From the black-haired Tang San's point of view, the battle between him and the enemy was just like an adult playing with a child. As long as he wanted to, he could end this farce at any time and beat the opponent to death directly.

The reason why he didn't do that was because he wanted the other party to exert all his strength and be easily crushed by him, thus giving up the struggle completely and willingly becoming his sacrifice!

If the black-haired Tang San wanted to leave this hellish place and return to the outside world, he could only sacrifice the original soul of this body. Otherwise, even if he defeated the opponent, it would be useless and there would be no way to get out of here.

At the very edge of the spiritual world where both parties are located, there is an ajar door. Behind the door is the way out of this world.

The blue-haired Tang San believed that only one of the two could leave here, so the winner had to be decided here, and only the living one was qualified to leave.

But in fact it is not the case.

The black-haired Tang San knew very well that the way out represented by that door was not prepared for him at all. From the beginning to the end, it only belonged to the blue-haired Tang San!

This is the depth of the other party's soul, the deepest level of the other party's spiritual energy. It has nothing to do with him. It has always belonged to the other party. It's just that the other party didn't know it, which gave him an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Seeing that the other party had become stronger at this time, the black-haired Tang San didn't even have any fear or fear in his heart. Instead, he was filled with joy, wishing that the other party would become stronger!

bump!

In the first round of the final decisive battle between the two, the black-haired Tang San felt completely relaxed. The opponent's strength had indeed improved a lot compared to before, but it was still several levels behind him!

This kind of gap cannot be caught up casually. He spent several years in this small dark room, coupled with the accumulation and foundation of his previous life, before he finally reached this point where he could control his own body at will. All the power of the soul, but the other party has never used this form at all, how can it be possible to match him?

The black-haired Tang San felt very happy. If he wanted to, he could even completely kill the opponent within three rounds!

With just one move, he is sure that the opponent will use all his strength to resist, the second move will cripple the opponent, and the third move will make the opponent completely disappear!

But he wouldn't do that.

Not only would the black-haired Tang San not show too much strength, but he would also intentionally suppress his own power, making himself appear to be only slightly stronger than the enemy!

He wants to plant the hope of "survival" in the enemy's heart, and let the opponent have the idea that he can win. Even if he loses, he will only be inferior in skill, so that the opponent feels that this is an extremely fair battle, and prevents the opponent from thinking that he can win. Any hint of resentment!

In order to achieve this, the black-haired Tang San was very cautious, adjusting every movement to the extreme, just enough to make the enemy feel the pressure, but not to make the enemy feel despair.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The two collided here again and again. The black-haired Tang San looked a little unhappy, and even showed a trace of jealousy and disbelief on his face, as if he didn't expect that his enemy was actually so powerful!