Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Two figures intertwined, one was the old man in black robe, the God King, and the other was his opponent Chenchuan.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, the divine light is lingering, and the scene is thrilling.

The old man in black robe shook the gun head, and suddenly let out a thunderous roar. What followed was a bright starlight, which met the sharp sword that came at Chenchuan at high speed.

After the two huge forces collided, the entire valley seemed to be shaking. As the competition between the two became more intense, the colorful divine flowers in the air gradually condensed and rose gradually, as if thousands of gods were helping them fight.

Chenchuan displayed his magical power that shocked the world, and the sword moves between reality and reality made the old man in black robe very difficult. The old man in black robe had no time to think about it and had no choice but to pounce on the opponent with all his strength.

"Burn it all!" The old man in black robe roared, his light shining brightly. In an instant, an invisible energy condensed and turned into a terrifying fireball, heading straight for Chenchuan.

Qian Renxue has also rushed forward, wanting to avenge the people of the Spirit Empire.

Although Qian Renxue dodged flexibly, the speed of the fireball was so fast that not only did she almost become enveloped in it, but the flames even caused her to lose large pieces of feathers on her wings, and her clothes were already on fire.

Facing such a ferocious attack, Chenchuan showed no sign of weakness. He bucked the trend and broke out of the encirclement in an instant.

Then, there was a loud noise, and the center of the dazzling flame suddenly exploded, and the fire energy spread out in all directions, like a bright spark.

"No!" The old man in black robe panted, reacted quickly, and began to retreat continuously, but Chenchuan was chasing after him.

In an instant, the earth-shattering battle between the two reached a fever pitch. I saw two people fighting in the air, their figures flying, and the sword energy that was about to be released was raging around them.

Finally, with the help of a gust of wind, the old man in black robe managed to escape a fatal blow, and Chenchuan suddenly disappeared from sight at this time.

Although the battle has not ended, it is like the sudden arrival of wind and thunder. It is turbulent and full of life in an instant, turning Chenchuan into a roaring place. The old man in black robe was also sweating profusely, fighting with all his strength and exhausted.

The old man in black robe felt the damage to his body and took off his black robe, revealing his ferocious face.

"My name is Li Leiguang. You, a mortal, can actually force me into such a situation. You are really too arrogant!"

Li Leiguang exhaled a breath of hot breath, his face was ferocious, and the pain in his chest made his body tremble slightly.

He also never thought that someone could actually use the strength of a false god to fight against his own god-king.

If he hadn't just attacked Sword Bone Douluo and resisted the three gods' magical skills, he wouldn't have become like this. The energy in his body also continued to spread out in all directions like a stormy wave.

"If I hadn't been injured just now, you wouldn't be my opponent just by yourself."

Chenchuan looked at the old guy in front of him indifferently, and then said lightly: "Only you, you don't have the qualifications."

Li Leiguang struggled to get up from the ground, his breathing a little hurried. At the same time, he also understood that there was no chance to continue, otherwise, he would definitely die.

"Today, I made a note of it. Next time we meet, I will definitely cut off your head!"

With that said, Li Leiguang disappeared out of thin air. At this time, he had no desire to fight anymore.

Seeing Li Leiguang leaving, Chenchuan breathed a sigh of relief and fell directly into Qian Renxue's arms.

When the people in the Wuhun Empire saw this scene, they all froze on the spot. They didn't expect that the goddess in their hearts would have such a relationship with Chenchuan.

"How are you?"

Chenchuan looked pale and said: "My soul power is exhausted, just take a good rest."

Now that his body is about to collapse, if he continues to fight, he may not need to kill his opponent at all, and he will die suddenly.

[Passed the eighth level assessment. 】

At this moment, the voice of the Heavenly Dao Assessment sounded leisurely. When Chenchuan was about to ask what his ninth assessment was, a purple-black Rakshasa Demonic Scythe penetrated his chest.

The purple-black Rakshasa Demon Scythe penetrated Chenchuan's body and armor.

The hot blood spurted out, which also caused Qian Renxue, who was holding Chenchuan, to freeze on the spot, unable to believe her eyes.

Chenchuan endured the pain on his body and swung his Wuhun Seven Kill Demon Sword with all his strength. The powerful shock wave spread to all directions, and it was even able to make Bibi Dong feel the threat of death.

"Asshole." Bibi Dong roared angrily, and a long purple-black thread cut through the sky, instantly wrapped around Qian Renxue's body and pulled her back.

As the God of Evil, her heart was filled with fear at this time, just a little bit worse! He was swallowed up by Chenchuan's Seven Killing Demon Sword.

No matter how rigid the relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue is, after all, blood is thicker than water, and she is her daughter after all.

A purple-black halo erupted from Bibi Dong's right hand, making a false grab at the Rakshasa Sickle that broke into Chenchuan's body.

She already hated Chenchuan so much that she wanted to make the Rakshasa Demon Scythe completely explode and destroy the God of Death who almost killed her.

puff--

Chenchuan's hands simultaneously grasped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe protruding from his chest. His body and remaining divine power were completely concentrated on his hands at this moment.

He was trying hard not to let the evil power on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe burst out.

Holding the huge Rakshasa Demonic Scythe tightly, Chenchuan actually pulled out the Rakshasa God's artifact from his chest bit by bit. The sound of the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe rubbing against the Death God's armor commanded those below. Everyone watching the battle was trembling in their hearts.

"Chuan'er!"

"No-"

Qian Renxue knelt on the ground, looking at the purple-black claws that had grabbed the heart, and she was dumbfounded?

Bibi Dong smiled strangely and said: "Your weakness is indeed the heart in your chest. It seems that what Xiaogang said is right. Next, I want you to experience what death is!"

Kendo Chenxin was completely crazy, his eyes were bleeding, and he immediately released his strongest attack, regardless of his own injuries, to snatch his grandson back from Bibi Dong's hands.

"Bone Shenlong!"

Gu Rong was already rushing forward like crazy at this moment. Their anger had reached the extreme. They even said that they would take revenge even if they died!

Boom——, countless light rains splashed in the air, Bibi Dong's face changed slightly, obviously, she did not expect that the two people's attacks could explode with such strength, and with all their strength, they could actually make her Rakshasa Demon Scythe Produce broken marks.