Douluo's soul handwriting

Chapter 130 Douluo War (6)

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"As soon as the killing spear comes out, one person must die by the gun. Qiyu will tell you a secret..." Gun God Yaoze came to Qiyu's ear and whispered a secret that everyone in the Qilin Sect, except her, didn't know. .

Qixuanmi conspired with the King of the North to rebel, but as the younger sister of the King of the North, she didn't know it. Qixuanmi stored the golden tiger head here in order to take the opportunity to get rid of the sea snake spirit, the son of the King of the South, so that one of his believers could have a relationship with the King of the North. The King conspired to kill the Southern King, and went to the Heaven Dou Empire with the Eastern King instead of the Southern King.

If the East King is killed and the entire Star Luo Empire is killed, it will all reach the North King of the Four Kings. The area led by the West King has the strongest forces in the empire, the Four Elements Academy and the Big Dipper Academy.

Beidou Seven Star Academy Wuhun Hall Borrowed from the Bai Emperor, the Wuhun Academy was built secretly to be responsible for cultivating soul master geniuses and a place for the health of the elders of the Wuhun Hall.

"It turns out that I have always been a victim. This bastard Qi Xuanmi harmed me and actually murdered the sea snake spirit...I, I cursed him, cursed him."

The soul rings from Qiyu's body flew out one after another and were forcibly integrated into the martial soul. Within a few seconds, cracks appeared in the martial soul, and green mucus gushed out. Qiyu's body, covered with green liquid, rotted into a thick liquid and slowly evaporated, almost like he was dead. Horrible.

"What kind of soul skill is this? I've never seen it before..."

"You are banned. This is called a sacrifice, also known as a curse. As long as the soul master has deep resentment, the soul ring will resonate with the martial soul. Then, just like the situation just now, all the soul rings will be integrated into the martial soul, and then detonate to set the curse."

"To be honest, this is the first time I have seen a soul master set a curse... As for whether it is useful, I don't know. It is recorded in ancient times that curses are useful. The wife of King Wushen was the first to set a curse. Soul Master, in the end the Martial God King committed suicide for no reason."

Gunshen Yao walked into Hai's house and tossed back and forth, looking for it without even thinking about it, he knew he was looking for the golden tiger head.

"Oh, I am really ignorant. Your son, Gunsling Yao, is almost dying... You still think about the golden tiger head?"

"Auspicious people have their own talents. I believe that these friends he knows will bring Li Xuan back intact."

Gun Shenyao walked out of the secret room, holding a golden tiger head made of pure gold in his hand.

"I now suspect that you are not Li Xuan's biological father."

"Yes or no, it's not what you say. Li Xuan's mother has the final say. If she says yes..."

Gunshen Yao was calm on the outside but a little anxious inside. Qiyu was already dead. Can the poison still be cured? Worried that those children could bring him back to no avail, Gunshen Yao had no other choice but to believe.

Amidst thousands of flowers, Tang San, Yu Tianheng and others were looking for something in the dream of the sea of ​​flowers.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, crisp ears, dripping sprinkles, creeks and valleys.

Following the sound, everyone came to a giant tree. The tree was very big, wide and lush with vines. A woman they had never seen before was sitting on a swing, elegant and beautiful, with her head resting on the chest of Li Xuan, whom they knew well.

"What a beautiful dream. No wonder the poisoned person doesn't feel any pain... Suddenly I want to be poisoned."

"Can you pull it off? A single dog deserves to have such a dream." Sima Hao hugged Ning Hong into his arms and looked at Ma Hongjun with disgust.

"Keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future. You shouldn't hurt others like this, right?" Oscar next to Ma Hongjun was a little unconvinced, and he and Ma Hongjun quarreled with Sima Hao.

"Oh childishness, a bunch of childish ghosts, why don't we come closer and say hello?"

Tang San Xiaowu and others walked up to Li Xuan one after another. More than a dozen people formed a circle around Li Xuan and the sun shone on Li Xuan's forehead.

"Who are you looking for as husband? Wake up, wake up." Lu Cailing slapped her hand with a slap, and the red fingerprints stimulated every nerve in Li Xuan's body.

"Oh, it hurts. You murdered your husband."

"Are you awake? If not, I'll do it again..."

"No, no, wake up, wake up...Tang San, how did you get in?"

Li Xuan looked at Tang San and others sullenly. These days, dreams can be entered at will. Even though he knows it is a dream, why not stay with his lover for a long time? It is the biggest fake dream. Lucky for you.

Li Xuan has not had a dream in the twelve years since she came to Douluo. For a normal person to have no dreams in twelve years, Li Xuan herself finds it unrealistic.

"We...we were talking about why we came in for a while, but you, why don't you first introduce the beautiful woman next to you?"

"Lu Cailing, my...imaginary wife."

Li Xuan's tone contained sadness and sorrow, but this emotion could only be felt by Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, who had been observing and understanding Li Xuan.

"Come back with us, Shrek can't live without you..."

"You think I don't want to go back. This dream is blocked by some kind of spiritual power. The only way out is to kill the mandala snake."

Li Xuan carried Lu Cailing to the ground and held her with one hand...

The crowd followed closely behind through the sea of ​​flowers, climbed up the mountain, and stopped at the top of the mountain. Lu Cailing obediently lay on Li Xuan's back, her arms tightly locked on Li Xuan's Adam's apple.

"Everyone, stop and rest where you are...Li Xuan, why did you bring us here?" Tang San asked.

"You will know in a moment. How long does your wife have left?"

"Twenty seconds, nineteen, eighteen...five, four, three, two, one, here it comes."

Before he finished speaking, the ground shook, and the ground in the distance exploded, and a fifty-meter giant python surged out of the cracked sky.

"Okay, it's so big."

If it weren't for the fact that the Datura Snake can't fly, it would be an easy task for a monster like this to cross this -meter-high mountain.

"This mandala snake is really so big." Xiao Wu covered her mouth in shock. Da Ming and Er Ming were only about the same age, and this thing was several times bigger than them.

"The name is indeed: Mandala Snake, but the word nightmare must be added in front of it. Nightmare Mandala Snake."

Nightmare is a powerful soul beast that dominates the dream world. No one knows where he comes from, but everyone knows that he exists in the dream, and the dream and the dream are two concepts.

There is a 0.006 chance of entering the dreamland while dreaming, excluding the possibility of some special spiritual soul skills being forcibly implanted into the dreamland.

"Beat him, and we can leave...lose or wait, and we'll be swallowed by that thing."

"How are we going to fight? It's probably more than fifty meters away."

"How can we win against...the fifty-meter mandala snake? How many people would have to sacrifice for his soul ring outside the dream?"

"Oscar, you are overthinking. Even if his soul ring really exists, no one can absorb it. Based on its size, it is estimated to be over a million years old..."

If you are more than ten meters tall, you will die for a thousand years; if you are ten to twenty meters tall, you will die for ten thousand years; if you are twenty to thirty meters tall, you will die for one hundred thousand years; if you are thirty to forty meters tall, you will die for almost one million years; if you are more than fifty meters tall, you will die for a million years at the lowest. ...