Douluo II: At the beginning, the evil soul master is bound to Electrolux

Makino threw the sticky tentacles aside in disgust, clenched his fists, and felt the bottomless divine power in his body, as well as the explosive power of his own body. It was truly fascinating.

At this moment, Muye finally understood why Qin Wudi was so powerful.

Is this kind of strength that cannot sense the boundaries a god in its complete state? It is really powerful. Makino feels that at this moment, he can easily wipe out at least ten of him just now.

No wonder Qin Wudi could crush him so easily.

Makino even felt that his lifespan was also increasing without limit, until it became infinity, and he would truly become immortal with heaven and earth.

Muye's rules are interconnected with the realm of the undead, as if he has an endless supply of divine power backing him up, which is also the source of his strength.

Muye licked his lips and stared at Qin Wudi, which made him feel a little creepy. Now? It's my turn.

Qin Wudi sensed Muye's aura and his heart was shocked. Ah, how is it possible? How could Muye's aura be so much stronger than his?

If the two were to be compared, at the beginning, Qin Wudi's martial soul was indeed the best in the world, and no one could match him. However, when Muye's original martial soul awakened for the third time, his martial soul became the strongest.

The third purple gold awakening has completely transformed Muye's martial soul and reached a whole new level.

The other thing is Mu Ye's position, which is a first-class position in the real world of gods. It is much more powerful than Qin Wudi's wild position.

The reason why Qin Wudi was able to condense the godhood was nothing more than the result of Tang San's trickery. In terms of quality and power, it was really far inferior to Muye's.

Then there are the mechas and battle armors. The rich breath of life also allowed them to recover, and with the blessing of the undead plane, they became even more powerful!

Compared with these three, Qin Wudi? What can he use to fight Muye?

Muye clenched his fists, mobilized all his strength, and with one punch, Qin Wudi's invincible body was knocked flying in an instant.

Bang! Tang San's shadow was completely absorbed by Qin Fang's Tower of Death without causing even the slightest ripple.

Qin Fang taunted, "Tang San, you should at least condense a stronger clone. Aren't you just here to die?"

Qin Wudi flew back, stared at Muye seriously, looked at Qin Fang, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Ancestor, if this is really all you have, you still have to die today."

As he spoke, Qin Wudi switched to Tang San's face, and the rules surged, and he began to reversely control the blood essence in Qin Fang's body, making him feel like his body was exploding.

Qin Fang used all his strength to suppress it, and finally managed to suppress it. His face turned pale, and he said, "You, have you seen through the origin rules in my body? The bloodline rules?"

Tang San said cruelly: "In these ten thousand years, I have dissected no less than ten thousand bodies of your descendants, studied their bloodlines, and reversely deduced the rules of your bloodline, all for today."

"To be honest, I didn't want to reveal this trump card. After all, these garbage are not your real blood. They are mixed blood among mixed blood. There is not much useful information. Who knew that you, a fool, would take the initiative to let Qin Wudi fuse a drop of your blood. Doesn't this give me an opportunity? Haha."

"Qin Fang, I am the Blood Demon God, the god who controls the origin of all blood in the world. I have analyzed this drop of your blood clearly. How can you... fight me?"

Qin Wudi figured it out. With the first-level god Muye here, he absolutely could not use conventional means to kill Qin Fang today. He could only reveal a trump card.

This trump card is enough to take Qin Fang's life.

The blood in Qin Fang's body had already begun to decompose at the origin level, turning into mist and continuously dissipating. Along with his life, it was also rapidly fading away, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Muye noticed that Qin Fang's life breath was weakening. He was shocked and began to attack Qin Wudi again, trying to kill him and thus eliminate Qin Fang's hidden danger.

Makino: "Qin Fang, you better hold on."

The Silver Dragon King was also extremely anxious, wanting to get rid of her opponent as soon as possible to save Qin Fang. It was because the scene at this moment was too scary.

Qin Fang was like a disappearing porcelain doll and was about to completely vanish between heaven and earth.

The ancient moon wood burned its essence and merged into Qin Fang's body, trying to stop the loss of blood. Shi Niao even used his soul skills to delay Qin Fang's death.

However, the effects of the methods of these two souls are minimal.

The Black Dragon King also shouted and fought desperately. Although he was beaten back repeatedly and vomited blood with just a glance, his intention was good after all.

Du Yun'er was in the outside world, watching the situation in the divine space, and she was extremely anxious. If possible, she was really willing to die for Qin Fang.

Tang San: "Haha, Qin Fang, today, you are finally going to die."

Qin Fang's breath had already dropped to the lowest point, his eyelids were twitching constantly, and there was a wave of darkness in front of his eyes.

Abyssal plane.

Tang San's real body stared at the scene in front of him, feeling indescribably happy.

Unexpectedly, Qin Fang, who should have been dead, seemed to have a last burst of vitality. His body suddenly inflated like a balloon and recovered to his best condition.

As for the negative state that Tang San imposed on him, it was completely cleared.

Qin Fang twisted his wrist and said with a smile: "Oh, forget it, I just played this scene with you, just to make you happy for a while."

In an instant, the smile on Tang San's face froze, as if he had eaten a dead fly.

Qin Fang looked at Muye, the Black Dragon King, the Silver Dragon King, etc., slowly let out a sigh of relief, and said: "To be honest, after coming to this world ten thousand years later, I didn't want to have so many ties. But unfortunately, I am a sentimental person."

As he spoke, a three-colored contract blossomed between Qin Fang's brows and condensed into a phantom.

The fusion monster of Qin Wudi and Tang San suddenly felt palpitations, panic, and confusion, as if something bad was about to happen.

Qin Fang smiled and said: "Tang San, you taught me a vivid lesson ten thousand years ago. How could I capsize in the gutter twice?"

"I admit that I did make a mistake, but it was you who taught me to be cautious, cautious, and cautious again. This drop of my blood is fused with the master-servant contract. You, kneel down."

In an instant, Qin Wudi's tall figure knelt on the ground uncontrollably, his eyes full of fear. Ah, he really couldn't control his body.

Qin Fang added: "Do you know why I am making trouble now? I am betting that you, Tang San, will completely merge with Qin Wudi. Haha, it seems that I still know you well."

In this game, Tang San was plotting against Qin Fang, while Qin Fang was also plotting against Tang San. Judging from the result, it seemed that Qin Fang was the better team.

Qin Fang said with a smile: "Merge into one, kneel down."

The incarnations created by Qin Wudi merged into his original body in an instant. He knelt on the ground in fear, his life in no control.