Sword Douluo vs. Golden Crocodile Douluo

Wuhun City, outside the city.

The morning glow is bright, the rising sun in the distant east is pure and white, and it is not a warm yellow, but a cold orange-red.

Looking around, it is a towering city wall, on the broad road, the mist is filled, and there is no one.

The trees swayed with a rustling, and the swallows screeched.

With a screeching sound, they approached the city wall not far away, and a man on the top of the canopy rode a streamer and shot to the east.

"It looks like it's over there!"

Ning Xiaotian reined in his horse and quickly turned around, heading towards the east.

A quarter of an hour later, a cluster of figures pulled the elder, and a glowing red glow appeared on the horizon, no gap could be seen.

Looking from a distance, on a hill about 20 meters high, there are two figures standing opposite each other.

The left side is slender and white clothes fluttering.

The two of them didn't make any movement, just facing each other across more than 20 meters. The morning wind blew past, and the group of hairs flew under the mountain, but they didn't murmur at all.

They just stared at each other with awe, as if there was an invisible force preventing them from making a sound.

"It's Grandpa Jian and Golden Crocodile Douluo!"

On the horse's back, Ning Xiaotian's eyes were burning, and he glanced around. It's a few hundred meters away, and there are still so many people!"

"Fortunately, I have good eyesight..."

Shaking his head helplessly, he hurriedly pulled the reins and walked to the right, where there was a small forest.

Wrapping the horses under the tree, Ning Xiaotian jumped up the canopy a few times, grabbed the branch with one hand, and looked at each other across the leaves. didn't care about his existence.

"Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu are actually there, as well as Xue'er and Na'er..."

Pushing aside the branches and looking into the distance, Ning Xiaotian saw the entire battlefield, and opened up on all sides, with a hill like a bowl in the middle.

At the foot of the mountain, standing at the front, were Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, who were seated side by side.

On both sides stood the Pope's Hall and the people and horses of the worship hall, enclosing the entire hill in a large circle.

Hu Liena stood pretty beside Bibi Dong, her face was a little haggard, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen, which made Ning Xiaotian stunned inwardly, and then looked at the "Xue Qinghe" not far away, Jun Yi's face was not too happy. .

"I'm sorry..."

Ning Xiaotian's lips opened and closed silently, his eyes flickered, his right hand clenched the branch tightly, and after a while, he slowly loosened it, he must proceed with the plan, father, mother

...and loved ones, He didn't want to give up a single one.

"In the end, the phoenix became a god, and when Swift was lost, he lost his soul."

He was unwilling to face the tragedy of Ma Hongjun in the original novel.

Apart from the capital of slaughter, there is only Poseidon Island of the two places of inheritance known so far.

As for the seagod, which took hundreds of thousands of years to become a god through faith, it took too long.

He didn't want to see his beloved in the process.

Die old one by one.

Compared with the belief in becoming a god, it is obvious that entering the land of the gods is the most direct method at present.

No matter what, you have to try it once. Believing in a god is only the second candidate.

As the inheritor of keyboard culture, the exploiter of capital culture...

There are countless routines in his mind.

After the reunification of the mainland, it is not impossible to become a god by faith, but it is more time-consuming and laborious.

"Go to the Slaughter City first, if not, wait for Rongrong to grow up, take them to Seagod Island, and then consider becoming a god by faith..."

Ning Xiaotian clarified his thoughts,

"If the gods are not enough by then, then We have to rely on Xiao Wu as a bait to catch big fish."

"Hey... take your time, don't be in a hurry..."

He sighed and let out a cold breath, the white mist swirled, pulling his thoughts back.

At this moment, the branches of the tree in his hand suddenly swayed, and he hurriedly looked at the battlefield, only to see the weeds, shrubs, and branches around the hill, dancing wildly with fallen leaves, and the foot of the mountain was like a typhoon, and everyone was dressed in robes. Fly wildly.

The placket is close to the skin and outlines the size.

"What a turbulent momentum, you can feel it from such a distance!"

Ning Xiaotian was taken aback and subconsciously glanced at Hu Liena. Fortunately, the guards on both sides had already put up their protective shields to resist the wind, although the big one was still big. , but at least avoid the shaggy hair.

Raising his head, he focused his attention and continued to pay attention to the hills, the momentum has been released, and it should be about to fight.

The morning glow is like blood, the morning wind blows away the clouds and mist, and the rising sun shines brightly, brightening the gray earth.

The sun shone through the canopy and reflected on the sides of the two of them. Their scorching eyes opened with war intent. With a "pop", they didn't move, but the weeds and shrubs on the ground suddenly fell towards each other. It turned into a white and a gold, with distinct colors, and then exploded with a "bang", blowing a violent wind, mixed with broken branches and leaves, splashing around.

Before the wind had stopped, the leaves had not fallen, Sword Douluo's figure had moved, and I saw his two fingers stretched forward, the corners of his mouth lightly opened, "sword", the voice just fell, and dozens of white sharp swords suddenly appeared around his body. It shot towards the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"Soul force condensing swords, Grandpa Jian can already achieve such a level..."

Ning Xiaotian was stunned, he couldn't even condense a complete one, Sword Douluo condensed more than ten seconds on the spot, the same sword Man, I'm so sorry!

"The sword wings are flying!"

"Murderous aura is revealed!"

The sharp sword is swung out, and the sword Douluo spirit skills are frequently used.

As a stream of light, it shot towards the Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the fourth spirit ability was full of murderous intent, and quickly swung a blade in the air,

closely following the dozens of sharp swords in front, forming a cover-up momentum.

The sharp sword condensed with soul power does not have the increase and blessing that comes with soul skills, and the power is several layers less, which is the most suitable for covering up the ultimate move.

"Haha, it's good to come!"

Facing the ultimate move, Golden Crocodile Douluo was not afraid, his eyes flashed, and he shouted cheerfully, "The third soul skill, gather sand into armor."

The whole body was instantly surrounded by golden clouds and mist, like the permeating yellow sand, and quickly tightened, forming a set of golden armor to wrap the body, and countless spikes stood upright, revealing only the golden eyes with awe-inspiring fighting intent.

Swinging his fists, he resisted the ultimate move.

"Ding ding ding... bang!"

The sharp sword exploded continuously, reflecting the daylight all around, Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"The eighth soul skill, move mountains to fill the sea!"

Sword Douluo stopped at six meters away from Sword Douluo. Taking advantage of the white light to cover up Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes, he directly used a powerful attack method,

holding the Seven Killing Swords spirit and waving continuously. , the sword energy crisscrossed, like a huge white light curtain, attacking the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He knew very well that Golden Crocodile Douluo's Golden Crocodile King Wuhun must have gone a step further after eating the immortal grass presented by Ning Xiaotian.

Not only was his defense amazing, but his attack was violent, and he also had the icy cold attribute. He would definitely be at a disadvantage in melee combat.

You must attack from a distance!

One, two, three... Twelve... Sword Douluo waved his right hand, like a phantom, still not stopping.

"Isn't Grandpa Jian's eighth soul ability only able to wield twelve sword qi in a row? It's still wielding..."

Ning Xiaotian's eyes were rounded, and he was shocked. He knew this situation very well. , Sword Douluo's control over his own soul skills may have reached a very terrifying situation, breaking the shackles of soul skills themselves and achieving transcendence.

No wonder he thought of challenging the martial arts hall and the masters of Clear Sky Sect.

He wanted to surpass himself again and break through the shackles of the realm in one go.

"Hahaha, be happy!"

Amidst the fierce white light and roar, came the hearty laughter of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

"The real crocodile dragon!"

He shouted loudly,

and in the white light, a terrifying aura burst out with awe-inspiring cold air, and the ground ice formed layers and spreads around.