Douluo: After I Traveled Through the Book, I Became the Big Sister of Shrek

"Dad!" Tang San put Xiao Wu down and immediately reached out to feel Tang Hao's pulse and check his condition. "How did you become like this? What happened?"

Tang Hao frowned, and opened his eyes with a look of exhaustion and reluctance. He started coughing violently as soon as he opened his mouth. His scraggly beard and hair swayed in the wind, making him look like a candle that had reached the end of its life.

"…It's just an old injury." Tang Hao whispered, "Don't bother, I don't have much time left."

"Brother," Xiao Wu stared at Tang Hao's body and suddenly said, "This is the black fog that appeared in the Xingdou Great Forest. I recognize it."

Tang San was startled, and finally came to his senses, carefully observing the lingering black air. Sure enough, this black aura also faintly echoed his Eight Spider Lances, and it was undoubtedly the black mist.

"Why is there black mist on your body?" Tang San said in astonishment, "Old injuries... from the time when you were with the Spirit Hall?!"

Since it was an old injury, it must have been caused by the encirclement and suppression battle with the Spirit Hall. Since Bibi Dong had the power of black mist, the former pope was very likely to have the same power. Thinking of this, Tang San immediately closed his eyes and tried to use the black mist contained in the Eight Spider Lances to draw out the black mist in Tang Hao's body.

Fortunately, the black mists were of the same kind and attracted each other. As the black air in Tang Hao's body was continuously drawn out, Tang Hao's gray complexion seemed to have become a little rosy. After a while, he had recovered most of his spirit, but his face was still unhealthy and pale.

But Tang San still did not take it lightly. Although most of the external black fog was swallowed by the Eight Spider Lances, Tang San clearly saw that the old wounds and meridians that were lingering with black fog were still dark black, and the black fog in Tang Hao's body had not been completely eliminated.

"...Sister Lu Lu will definitely have a way." Tang San took a deep breath and retracted the Eight Spider Lances. "I am not proficient in controlling the black fog, but Sister Lu Lu will definitely be able to do it. I'll go call her now..."

"Don't bother." Tang Hao shook his head and said, "I know my own body. This mist has been in my body for too many years. I can feel that many parts of my body have been completely eaten away. Even if your friend comes, it will be useless. If I'm lucky, I might be able to live for another three to five years."

Tang San's eyes suddenly turned red.

He knew in his heart that what Tang Hao said was right. Lu had also told him some knowledge about undead creatures before. If the black fog erodes one, there is still a way to expel or purify it in the short term. As long as there is a part of the body that has not been eroded and transformed by the black fog, one can maintain a certain degree of sobriety. Otherwise, no medicine can cure it. If the black fog stays in the body for one more day, it will continue to devour and transform the body. The longer it stays, the harder it will be to get rid of it.

Tang Hao has been suffering from this injury for more than 20 years, just like the King of Slaughter. It is a miracle that he is still alive.

The originally joyful family visit was quietly shrouded in a shadow of sadness.

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"Why are you so difficult, girl?"

At the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's martial arts square, Sword Douluo Jian Chenxin quickly retreated five steps to avoid the dangerous attack from the Evil Spirit, and finally could not help but speak.

The sword intent of the Nine-Star Seven Killing Sword is extremely sharp. As a soul master who is good at attacking, the pressure of the 97th-level Sword Douluo is far greater than that of Yang Wudi. In the Soul Hunting Operation of the Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect made sufficient preparations, so although this Sword Douluo was seriously injured in the battle, it was not as tragic as in the book, and his right arm was not broken. His strength is even stronger than Lu Ye imagined.

Especially when he used his martial soul's true body, the Nine-Star Seven Killing Sword instantly turned into a huge phantom, and was held in one hand by the five-meter-tall Sword Douluo phantom. The moment it was swung downwards, the overwhelming murderous aura and sword intent almost intertwined in the entire world.

Lu Ye's filthy soul also used a sword, but she was an amateur after all, and her swordsmanship was far inferior to Jian Douluo's. The filthy soul could only do the most basic slashing and piercing, and was beaten back by Jian Douluo. But I don't know if the Seven Killing Swords aroused the memories of the past life of the remnant soul in the filthy soul, but the black mist giant sword in the filthy soul's hand became better and better. Although it was not as good as Jian Douluo, it could withstand the power of the Seven Killing Swords.

Lu Ye’s fighting style is very similar to Yang Wudi’s. He always moves forward courageously and fearlessly.

At the moment when Huipo swung his sword and Jian Douluo retreated and dodged, huge tentacles grew out from the point where his feet landed, and instantly surrounded Jian Douluo's shadow. There were a total of fifteen tentacles, which smashed towards the central area in an orderly manner.

After reaching level 78, Lu Ye's sixth soul skill can now summon fifteen tentacles. The more tentacles there are, the higher the attack power will naturally be. With a loud noise, the ground of the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Sect shook. Ning Rongrong and Ning Feiya were watching from a distance outside the martial arts square, both showing shocked expressions.

"Is this the strength of a Soul Saint?" Ning Feiya couldn't close her mouth any longer. "Young Sect Master, are all normal Soul Saints like this?"

Ning Rongrong corrected her seriously, "This is not a Soul Saint, this is Sister Lulu. Even if there are ten ordinary Soul Saints, they are no match for one Sister Lulu."

Ning Feiya understood. In the eyes of everyone in Shrek, deer is also an independent unit of measurement.

As they were talking, the battle between the two men had come to an end. Lu Ye's spirit power was completely exhausted, and although Jian Douluo was not seriously injured, his hair and clothes were in a mess, and he had lost his original elegant posture and looked very embarrassed.

Bone Douluo watched the game for a long time and couldn't help laughing: "Good, good, good! You did a good job, little girl. I haven't seen this old guy get beaten in a long time."

Jian Douluo glanced at him and sneered: "If you can do it, go ahead."

"I won't go. This girl is very difficult to deal with. I had a sparring match with her the first day she came to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect." Bone Douluo snorted, "Young people nowadays are really formidable. I think we can't refuse to admit our age anymore."

Ning Rongrong and Ning Feiya also hurried over. Bone Douluo asked, "Rongrong, who is this girl from your academy? It's ok that she's almost Soul Douluo at such a young age, but she can still hold on for so long in the hands of old man Jian Chenxin."

Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "Grandpa Gu, she is not some evil spirit, she is the eldest sister of our Shrek Eight Monsters."

After Lu Ye finished the battle, she had been sitting cross-legged in meditation, circulating her internal energy, and had not spoken a word. The two Title Douluo seemed to have noticed something, and stood not far away watching her. Bone Douluo said, "This girl's aura seems to be different again."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong and Ning Feiya also became nervous. They sat around Lu Ye and stared at her seriously.

Sure enough, more than a quarter of an hour later, Lu also opened his eyes: "Thank you, Senior Jian Douluo, I have made a breakthrough in this battle."

"A breakthrough?" Jian Douluo was stunned. "Could it be that your soul power level has increased again?"

Lu also stood up from the ground and summoned his martial soul - the snow-white soul rings on his body floated in circles, a total of eight.

The deer also said innocently: "I have reached level 80."

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo: "???"

If they remembered correctly, a quarter of an hour ago, Lu Ye only had seven spirit rings.

It's fine if you level up twice at once, but who would grow a spirit ring right after reaching level 80? !