Douluo's Opening Confession to the Female Pope

Hide the killing intent underground.

The scope of the black mist shrank extremely sharply again, reaching a radius of ten miles.

"Finally see the source."

1000 meters, 2000 meters... After the God of Darkness went deep into the center, he saw the Death Spider Emperor entrenched on a towering sand dune, and let out a complicated sigh.

I saw that the death spider emperor was completely black, and his eight spider legs were like sky pillars, covered with barbs and glowing with a cold luster.

The body is covered with a black carapace, covered with complex lines, shining with orchid light.

The six dark and deep spider eyes released a frightening coldness.

More than that, the terrifying coercion it radiated shocked the surroundings as if they were frozen, and the black mist seemed to be solidified.

The God of Darkness looked up at it, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

"Why does this kind of soul beast appear? Isn't God Shura always paying attention to this place?"

There is no doubt that the Death Spider Emperor at this time is a million-year-level soul beast!

When the gods come out, no one in Douluo can compete with them!

"Look at its belly." Rakshasa made a salivating voice, pointing to the sand dunes.

The God of Darkness was stunned when he saw it, and then became furious!

It turned out that the Godhead of Vulcan was actually hidden in the abdomen of the Death Spider Emperor, and the movement it made at this time was precisely to refine the Godhead of Vulcan, so as to avoid catastrophe and directly inherit the godhood!

"Beast! Did it kill Vulcan?!"

"No, even though it is a million-year-old soul beast, it still can't be an enemy of Vulcan, let alone kill it...There should be black hands behind it."

The God of Darkness was not in a hurry to get rid of the Death Spider Emperor, but used his divine sense to search the vicinity.

Cautious, he still wanted to figure out the secret of Vulcan's fall.

Otherwise, He can't feel at ease!

In his view, the black hand who killed the Vulcan handed over the godhead to this million-year-old dead spider king would definitely not let it go, and would definitely protect it around.

After the search is found, a plan of action will be decided based on the strength of both parties.

Naturally, Rakshasa God would not attack rashly, but kept his sickle on his chest, ready to fly away at all times.

"Got you……"

The God of Darkness let out a breath, feeling slightly at ease.

Deep underground, there was a hidden fluctuation, but it seemed to be seriously injured.

"That's right, even if it can kill Vulcan, it won't retreat completely. Now that it knows that I'm coming and will kill the Death Spider Emperor, but doesn't show up, it's obviously scruples about me."

Thinking of this, the God of Darkness raised his hand and aimed at the Death Spider Emperor.

"Beast, go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, a jet-black beam of energy blasted out from the palm of his hand instantly!

Ode!

The Death Spider Emperor quickly jumped down from the top of the dune, dodging the attack.

But the sand dunes below collapsed directly!

"Roar!!!" The death spider emperor emitted purple-black light waves all over his body, a skill called the death domain, and rushed towards the two gods. At the same time, it rose into the air, trying to escape.

Even a million-year soul beast is no match for a god!

There is no other option but to run away.

Seeing this, the God of Darkness sneered, and darkness enveloped his whole body, resisting the attack.

Immediately followed and rushed to the sky.

Rakshasa stayed on the ground, squatting and guarding the mastermind behind the scenes.

At this time, it was just dawn.

In the morning glow, the golden desert is extremely calm.

Two figures leaped into the sky from the black mist, one spider and one human, and they caught everyone's eyes. They were both godlike and demonic, making them unable to look away.

Chapter 230 The Power of God

The million-year-death spider emperor unreservedly released tremendous coercion.

The creatures of the entire northern desert are firmly suppressed.

Even Titled Douluo lost the heart to resist at this moment.

"That's... what kind of monster is that?!"

Ning Fengzhi looked up at the two figures in the sky, his face was full of shock, his lips twitched, and he turned his head to look at Jian Douluo, "Uncle Jian, is that a million-year-old soul beast? "

Even though they were thousands of meters away, the hideous appearance seemed to be right in front of them.

As if the fear of being wiped out by the other party at any time!