Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 334 The King of Slaughter is Born, Li Zhexian Rushes to the Peerless Battlefield

boom--! ! !
Another round of head-on clashes with no reservations.

The shockwave pushed Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu back several thousand meters.

The once towering mountains have been leveled, with rubble and dust filling the sky and earth, resembling the end of the world.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Eternal Creation!"

Bibi Dong's fierce roar was like the chilling winds of hell, and the blood-red soul ring beneath her feet suddenly burst into flames, its crimson light staining half the sky.

All of a sudden.

Two crimson energies, tearing through the void from the left and right, surged and intersected, condensing into a destructive cross exceeding a thousand meters in length. With the power to annihilate all things, it ignored spatial barriers and cleaved through thousands of streams.

This blow.

It contains terrifying rules that disregard physical defenses.

Once hit.

The trauma will spread endlessly, never to heal.

This is one of her strongest finishing moves, derived from the power of the 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Ring.

Qian Daoliu's gaze turned slightly serious.

He clasped his hands together.

Behind him, a majestic six-winged angel suddenly spread its wings, its brilliant golden light shining like the sun in the sky, its sacred radiance illuminating heaven and earth.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Angelic Barrier!"

A barrier of holy light, flowing with pure angelic power, instantly solidified in front of him.

zizi——

zizi——

The Eternal Creation slammed down heavily on the light barrier, producing a heart-wrenching tearing sound.

Light and darkness encroach upon each other.

The light barrier trembled violently.

Cracks spread rapidly across the surface.

The thousand streams remained calm.

Just as the light barrier shattered.

His eighth spirit ring shimmered with dark light beneath his feet, and the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand rose against the wind and sky, suddenly transforming into a blazing blade of light that stretched across the heavens.

"Eighth Soul Skill - Angelic Holy Light Slash!"

A magnificent holy sword, capable of purifying all evil in the world, tore through the sky and slashed towards the slightly dimmed crimson cross.

Boom boom boom——! ! !
between heaven and earth.

A deafening roar.

The extremely compressed energy explodes in an instant.

It expanded into a destructive pillar of light, intertwined with crimson, that pierced the sky and pierced the earth.

The ground shook violently.

The terrifying, bottomless chasms spread wildly.

It was as if the land itself had crumbled under their clash.

The towering pillar of energy has not yet completely dissipated.

Bibi Dong was sent flying backwards, crashing into the ground with a loud thud, carving out a deep furrow.

She staggered to her feet.

The previously surging death aura around him noticeably dimmed.

A trickle of purplish-black blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his lips.

Qian Daoliu's angelic wings fluttered slightly, yet he remained firmly standing in the void, his body radiating holy light, majestic and sacred.

however.

His face was slightly pale.

This also indicates that the consumption of energy in the previous confrontation was considerable.

"Their attributes clash, and their underlying strengths differ."

Qian Daoliu looked down at the somewhat disheveled Bibi Dong, his voice calm yet as authoritative as a divine pronouncement:

"You will not get through today."

Bibi Dong forcefully steadied herself.

The strange crack on half of his cheek twitched slightly.

His dark purple eyes churned with overwhelming resentment and bitterness.

She had to admit...

He had indeed been defeated by Qian Daoliu.

The opponent's light attribute naturally counters her dark power.

and.

Both are level 99 peerless Douluo.

The other party's profound knowledge and experience, honed over the years, were far beyond her reach.

Even though she possesses the unique advantage of having twin martial souls.

But when faced with a god-level martial soul like the Six-Winged Angel.

At the level of martial spirit.

You won't gain much advantage either.

Qian Daoliu slowly closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged again, his meaning self-evident.

Bibi Dong's rage gradually faded, replaced by a twisted smile that remained on her face.

"Qian Daoliu, do you really think you're invincible?"

"I alone may not be a match for you..."

"But what if there were another peerless Douluo?"

The words fell.

Qian Daoliu suddenly opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly.

Another peerless Douluo?
He was absolutely certain that, apart from himself and Bibi Dong before him, there was no other human powerhouse at level 99 on this continent.

Thoughts flashed through.

Qian Daoliu suddenly saw it.

Behind Bibi Dong, the Soul-Devouring Spider King's eight limbs pierced the void ahead like sharp spears.

A murderous intent, solid as a tangible substance, mixed with the power of the Rakshasa God, erupted with a deafening roar.

Click click click——

Crack! Crack! The space in front of me actually shattered inch by inch, just like glass.

Then, with a loud "bang," it shattered completely.

A deep, dark cave entrance was revealed.

A blood-stained, eerie wind surged forth from it.

"Um?!"

Under Qian Daoliu's astonished gaze.

Two large, deathly pale hands suddenly gripped the edge of the hole.

Followed by.

A figure draped in a blood-red cloak, slender yet over two meters tall, slowly emerged from the cave.

As the sunlight shone on that bloodless face, Qian Daoliu's usually calm and composed expression gradually turned blank.

The King of Slaughter, who had stepped out of the City of Slaughter, took a breath of air cleaner than hell, but instead frowned.

"So clean it's unpleasant."

“Bibi Dong, the God of Slaughter, you promised me that you would give me a territory even larger than the City of Slaughter.”

"rest assured."

Bibi Dong stared intently at Qian Daoliu.

When she saw the incredulous look on the latter's face, the corners of her lips slowly turned up.

She guessed right...

This king of slaughter.

As expected, it was Tang Chen, one of the three invincible powerhouses of the past.

only.

Tang Chen now seems to have been corrupted by some force, causing him to lose his mind and become a king of slaughter.

"Tang Chen, is that you?"

Qian Daoliu's voice was filled with extremely complex emotions, including admiration, confusion, and jealousy, leaving him with a mix of feelings.

He and Tang Chen were too familiar with each other.

Even though the person in front of him had a cold and eerie demeanor, his face was covered with blood-red lines, and his figure had become thin and long.

But the contours between his brows still allowed Qian Daoliu to recognize him at a glance... This was Tang Chen.

"Ok?"

The King of Slaughter frowned.

The pure aura of light emanating from the other person.

It made him instinctively feel disgusted.

Tang Chen...

This name sounds strangely familiar...

A ray of sunlight fell on his face.

The blood-red patterns seemed to come alive, writhing eerily.

On the blood-red cloak he wore.

A phantom image of a nine-headed bat flashed by.

"Are you about to remember?"

Bibi Dong's delicate eyebrows furrowed.

The King of Slaughter is a crucial part of her plan.

It was just the right time and fate.

This imbued her with a palpable killing intent, allowing her to summon the entrance to the City of Slaughter at any time.

The Rakshasa power within her granted her some authority over the City of Slaughter.

A fallen soul master in the city of slaughter.

These are all resources she can mobilize.

Although Tang Chen before them was not in his right mind and his strength was no longer at its peak, he was still an invaluable and peerless ally.

We absolutely cannot lose control at this moment.

With a thought, evil energy surged around her, instantly gathering thick black clouds above her head, obscuring the ray of sunlight that awakened her memories.

Simultaneously.

A dark force permeated the air.

Suppress the restless aura of the King of Slaughter.

"Your Majesty, King of Slaughter".

Bibi Dong's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Don't forget what you promised me."

"Only by capturing this person will you have any hope of receiving a vast fiefdom."

"Oh?"

Bloodlust erupted from the King of Slaughter's eyes.

Together with Bibi Dong.

He looked at Qian Daoliu.

Two immense pressures, the most extreme in the world, converged at one point.

It crushed into a thousand streams as if the sky were collapsing.

This time.

Qian Daoliu's expression changed.

No matter how strong he is.

It is absolutely impossible for him to fight two peerless Douluo of the same level alone.

After a while,

Chen Xin, Feng Bailong, and Li Zhexian arrived at this battlefield.

Seeing the horrifying scene of the earth cracking and the landscape changing, all three showed a look of shock on their faces.

"This unparalleled aura..."

"The struggle between light and evil..."

"Could it be that Bibi Dong and that invincible one in the air are fighting?"

"How is the result?"

(End of this chapter)