Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

As the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Church and himself a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo, Ye Xishui believed in the existence of gods.

The Extreme Douluo is already close to being a demigod, and is known as the closest human being to God. All they need is a Godly position, and then through special transformation, they can become true gods. This has become a common understanding in the spirit master world, especially among the Titled Douluo, and Shrek Academy has more detailed records of this. At the beginning, Ye Xishui got a lot of specific information about the first generation of Shrek Seven Devils becoming gods from Moon.

Coupled with the indiscriminate suppression of human strongmen by the Xishan Secret Realm, she was even more convinced that it was a miracle left behind by a god, and the armor parts and broken sickle obtained by the previous leader from the secret realm must be artifacts left behind by a god in the world, and it was an evil god, which perfectly fit the gods of these evil soul masters.

But even for her, when she was canonized as a saint, she only resonated with the fragments of the artifact for a few dozen seconds, and yet she was hailed as the most talented evil soul master since the founding of the Holy Spirit Church. What just happened was something she could never have imagined.

The Black Kite Saint can not only cause the artifact to resonate, but also restore it to its original state, allowing them to glimpse the artifact's true appearance.

Now the devil sickle seemed to have completed the master recognition ceremony and was completely controlled by the Black Kite Saint.

"Hmm." Mu Xing suddenly covered his forehead, his face pale.

"Saint, are you okay?" Feng Ling subconsciously supported her.

"It's okay, I just feel like I've consumed too much mental energy." Mu Xing still had to pretend to be holding on.

"This is normal. According to the speculation of successive leaders, this is a broken divine weapon. You are a spiritual soul master, and your mental strength is superior to that of ordinary people. It is remarkable that you did not faint on the spot." Ye Xishui's eyes were full of admiration, mixed with a trace of greed that he could not help but hold back.

Mu Xing handed over the magic sickle with a tactful look. Ye Xishui nodded with satisfaction and was about to take it to study it, but when he touched the handle of the sickle, he retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"It rejected my touch!" Ye Xishui's jealous and angry expression flashed across her face, and soon she calmed down again. "But it doesn't matter. It's enough that you can subdue it. Xiaofeng, take Xiaoshi back to rest."

"Let's go upstairs. Your room has been arranged." Feng Ling greeted Mu Xing in a tone that was gentler than ever before.

Out of respect for the Black Kite Saint, Zhongli Wu specially opened up a luxurious room for her that could be used for not only resting but also for training and making soul guides.

In the center of the room is a spacious reception room, with suspended soul guide lamps casting a soft halo; the left compartment has a practice room, and the right room has the most advanced soul guide production table in the Holy Spirit Church, which is obviously produced by Mingde Hall. Rare metals are stored in the constant temperature box in the corner, and the protective barrier flows around the edge of the experimental table, which not only isolates the energy from spilling out but also reflects the blue light pattern.

"Have a good rest, Saint." After sending Mu Xing to the door of the room and briefly introducing the layout of the room to her, Feng Ling left with awe.

On one side of the living room is a half-closed metal door, and the bedroom is right behind it. The bedroom is painted in a deep dark color, the bed seems to be stained by the night, and the draped curtains are as thick as the night sky, yet reveal a kind of hidden luxury.

Mu Xing locked the door and set up a barrier, and caught a faint fishy sweetness at the tip of his nose. Ordinary people might not be able to detect it, but it was too obvious for the dragons.

“You are so popular wherever you go. A few years ago, Shrek Academy treated you like a treasure, and now it’s the Holy Spirit Church’s turn. Sometimes I really don’t understand humans. They are obviously hostile forces, but the Holy Spirit Church seems to particularly like to select saints and saints from the top students of Shrek Academy…”

"Shrek Academy won't put you in my dormitory. I can only see you in the inner courtyard cafeteria." Mu Xing pulled open the curtain, and the black dragon occupied her bed. The dragon's tail hung lazily on the edge of the bed, and the tip of the tail tapped the ground from time to time.

She rarely saw Di Tian retain his tail when he appeared in human form. Just when she was about to kick him hard, the dragon's tail quickly lifted up, leaving her no chance to abuse him.

"Isn't it a bit too much to treat the wounded like this?"

"No way? You were still alive and well after defeating the Haotian Sect. Who are you pretending to be like this now, looking like you're about to die?" Mu Xing suddenly came close to him, pinched his chin and examined it carefully.

I hope your face isn't hurt.

Di Tian slowly untied the black gemstone cuff on his left wrist, "Leave my face behind..."

"No need to talk about it." Mu Xing answered without any hesitation, "At your age, you can still make yourself like this..."

No matter how much you complain, you still have to feed her.

"I'll show you how old you are!"

Mu Xing was suddenly caught by the dragon's tail and dragged down. It seems that healing too quickly is not necessarily a good thing. But she said nothing. Her scale-covered palms gave birth to cold claws and grabbed Di Tian's carotid artery. Before she could touch it, the dragon's tail twisted her waist and turned her half a circle.

"I won't say anything..."

Before he could finish his words, a bony hand covered his mouth.

"Shut up!" Alex glared at Mu Xing. He was very happy to get the artifact for research, and even happier to see the traitor being humiliated. However, he almost forgot that this dragon often spoke without restraint and had no sense of shame. He could only temporarily condense his entity to stop her.

The next moment, a soft and moist touch gently swept across the palm of my hand, bringing a slight itchiness and warmth.

"Shut up, traitor!!!" Alex jumped to the corner of the room almost instantly. "How can you do this to your teacher?!"

How could he forget that this dragon has absolutely no bottom line in some aspects! He doesn't even want to stay in Muxing's spiritual sea now. Who knows how this monster will treat him when he returns?

"I'm just curious about what the undead tastes like." Muxing licked his lips.

"Pretending to die." Di Tian admitted that he was acting a little bit just now, but Alex's reaction was too big, which was not what a ghost who had lived for so long should behave like.

The undead plague that brought the entire human civilization to an end is now acting like a gentleman who is being teased?

However, Mu Xing did not let him go. "Teacher, do you know? You are different from other people I have ever met. You are so special. You give me a sense of alienation and loneliness. I have heard many people say that they are lonely, but I think your loneliness is the real loneliness. It feels like you are the only one in your heart. You have been pretending to be yourself. You want a little excitement, a little danger, a little unpredictable, or even a little torture..."

"Enough!" Electrolux shouted, interrupting Mu Xing's passionate recitation of the copy which was gradually getting better.

"You...how did you...see that?" Some unspeakable habit was exposed at that moment.

It's over! Mu Xing keenly caught the strange light in Electrolux's eyes. He had fried a real fish!