Douluo: My martial spirit is Godzilla

Chapter 164: Long time no see, my old brother

In the uninhabited forest, a strange town sits alone.

Even before entering, you can feel a dull and gloomy atmosphere.

There were shadows everywhere in the town, and you could see many people. Even from a distance, you could feel the chill emanating from them. There was even a faint fishy smell in the air.

After standing outside the town for a long time, Qian Daoliu covered his nose and stepped into the town.

As soon as he came in, he immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Hey, there's a newcomer."

"He's pretty good-looking, but I don't know if he can live a good life."

"Hahaha, what's the point of living well? You might be dead in a moment."

"Look at this delicate and tender appearance, you can't say she is still a virgin!!!"

All kinds of malicious, obscene and dirty voices continued to ring out. Even though Qian Daoliu had cultivated himself for decades, he still couldn't help but feel angry.

Even though I haven't been here for so many years, this city of killing is still so disgusting.

"roll!"

Qian Daoliu let out a low cry.

However, after hearing this, the people who were watching him not only did not leave, but even burst into laughter.

"Hey, hey, hey, a chick is telling us to get out?"

"Haha, I don't see how capable you are, but you're pretty tough."

"Let me pry his mouth open and see if he can still get hard."

"A Bloody Mary made with a chick should taste delicious!!!"

Amidst the laughter, a sharp knife suddenly appeared in the hand of a sturdy man, and he rushed towards Qian Daoliu in a flash.

Following his lead, the onlookers all began to attack Qian Daoliu.

It was just the entrance to the City of Slaughter, but the people here had already regarded killing as their instinct. Qian Daoliu just said the word "get out", and they all attacked him.

The rolling murderous intent with a strong smell of blood rushed towards Qian Daoliu madly.

If an ordinary person were here, he would have probably been frightened to the point of weakness by the murderous aura.

Unfortunately, they were facing Angel Douluo.

Since the day he debuted, he has been the Spirit Hall's judging elder with blood on his hands. When he was young, Qian Daoliu was a ruthless man known as the Spirit Hall's number one executioner.

After retiring, he has been cultivating himself and raising his granddaughter, and killing has long been away from him.

His kind appearance in the past made it impossible to associate him with the executioner with bloody hands.

Today, here, he finally doesn't have to maintain the noble image of the Spirit Hall anymore.

Qian Dao revealed a sinister smile, and nine soul rings, eight black and one red, suddenly rose up.

The person who was rushing forward saw this terrifying spirit ring combination and his face changed instantly.

However, before they could even utter a scream, a golden soul power suddenly exploded with Qiandaoliu as the center.

In an instant, the streets of the entire town were littered with broken limbs and internal organs, and the gushing blood turned the entire street red.

The strong smell of blood rushed straight into the nostrils. Those who were not affected were so frightened when they saw this hell-like scene that they screamed and fled like rats.

Titled Douluo!

A terrifying soul ring combination of eight black and one red.

This group of ruthless murderers had no intention of resisting at all.

crunch--

crunch--

Qian Daoliu walked confidently into the mire of flesh and blood.

This long-lost feeling made his thoughts drift back to decades ago. Back then, he and Tang Chen were known as the two mountains of the soul master world, and were called the invincible in the sky by outsiders.

At that time, he and Tang Chen took it as their mission to kill the evil soul masters on the continent. Countless soul masters who committed evil died at their hands.

What impressed him most was that he proposed to awaken martial spirits for civilians for free. As a result, he was worshipped by the royal families of the two empires and besieged by a total of ten Titled Douluo in the territory of the Xingluo Empire.

In this battle, he made the Spirit Hall famous.

From then on, the two empires lost all their confidence and no longer dared to provoke the Spirit Hall. They obediently cooperated with the Spirit Hall's operation of absorbing civilian spirit masters.

The situation back then was just like today. He stepped on the broken limbs of ten Titled Douluo and walked out of the pool of blood.

"It's really a long-lost feeling of comfort."

Qian Daoliu's body was spotless. Even though he was walking in this hell of flesh and blood, not a single trace of blood stained his clothes.

He walked into a filthy tavern.

The guests in the tavern who were still drinking and discussing what had just happened stood up and ran away as soon as they saw him come in.

Qian Daoliu glanced at them indifferently, and the group of people sat down again obediently, trembling like quails, not daring to make a sound.

The originally arrogant bartender asked tremblingly.

"Excuse me, would you like a Bloody Mary?"

"Oh? Made of your blood?"

"Your Majesty"

"Haha, open the door for me and stop talking nonsense, or I'll make you into Bloody Marys."

Qian Daoliu's request does not conform to the rules of the City of Slaughter.

But the waiter at the pub didn't dare to go against his wishes and could only pull down a lever behind the bar.

I saw the bar counter move by itself, revealing a dark hole underneath, and a cold and eerie wind blew upwards through the hole.

Everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and Qian Daoliu's figure disappeared in the tavern.

It was pitch dark in the cave.

But this kind of darkness could not cause any obstacles to Qian Daoliu.

When he walked 1,412 steps forward and turned a corner, a somewhat dim light emerged, and then a door carved with intricate patterns appeared in front of him.

A murderous aura that was suppressing him suddenly pressed down on him.

Different from the murderous aura in the small town, the murderous aura here was actually suppressing Qian Daoliu's power.

"Disgusting smell."

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, and golden light shone all over his body.

As the descendant of the Angel God, he naturally knew that this was not murderous aura at all, but the divine power of the Shura God.

When it sensed the breath of the Angel God entering, it took the initiative to launch an attack.

However, the angel's power has Qian Daoliu as its source of power, coupled with Qian Daoliu's soul power of up to level 99. In an instant, the power of the Shura God was expelled from his body by Qian Daoliu.

From then on, the power of the Shura God could no longer suppress Qian Daoliu's soul power.

The surging level 99 soul power was like a ray of light in the darkness, shocking all the sinners in the Killing City, causing them to prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling all over.

"Who comes to my killing city to seek death!!!"

An angry scream sounded deep in the City of Slaughter.

A scarlet figure, as if teleporting, continued to enlarge in front of Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Looking at his tall stature, pale face, and bloodshot eyes, Qian Daoliu sighed.

"Long time no see, my old brother."

(End of this chapter)