Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

Its wingspan is over three meters, and each feather is like a sharp sword, gleaming with a cold, menacing light.

The sword wings suddenly flapped.

call--

The fallen leaves on the ground were swept up and scattered in all directions.

Su Mo's body suddenly rose into the air from the ground.

On his first flight, he naturally couldn't control it well.

Sword wings flapped wildly behind him, causing his body to sway left and right in the air, like a child just learning to walk.

He tried to control his direction, but his body suddenly tilted to the left, nearly crashing into a giant tree.

He hurriedly adjusted himself, but then fell to the right, crashing into the tree canopy, causing countless branches and leaves to fall.

Su Mo hurriedly adjusted, frantically flapping his arms and legs in the air for a while before finally being able to fly steadily.

He hovered in mid-air, looking down below.

This commanding view and the feeling of soaring freely filled him with an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

Not long ago, he watched the Golden Crocodile Douluo disappear into the sky and lamented to himself that he had no ability to fly.

As a result, in just a short time, he possessed an external soul bone that allowed him to fly.

A moment later, Su Mo slowly landed back on the ground, gently folding his wings behind him, his face filled with joy.

"Hahaha, Xiao Mo, congratulations! I never expected you to obtain an external soul bone! Great! Excellent!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo strode forward, his laughter echoing through the forest, and patted Su Mo on the shoulder.

He looked Su Mo up and down at the sword wings behind him, his eyes full of surprise.

"Oh, right," Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly remembered something and asked, "Besides flying, what other abilities do your wings have?"

Su Mo smiled slightly: "I call this external soul bone the Black Gold Sword Wing."

It can amplify my overall condition by 100%, allowing me to unleash greater power and have greater agility in battle.

As for his other abilities, please see, Grandpa Golden Crocodile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black and gold sword wings behind him suddenly flapped.

call--!

His figure suddenly rose from the ground with astonishing speed.

Twenty meters away, there was a giant tree, as thick as a person could hug, with a straight trunk and a canopy that blocked out the sun.

Su Mo's figure instantly appeared beside the giant tree, and his body suddenly turned around.

The black and gold sword wings sliced ​​through the trunk of the giant tree.

A flash of black light.

The next second, Su Mo's figure had returned to the ground, with his back to the giant tree.

Just then, the giant tree behind him slowly tilted, and then crashed heavily to the ground with a loud bang.

This shows just how sharp those sword-like wings are.

Just then, a series of fine clicking sounds came from the wings behind Su Mo.

The black and gold sword wings behind him were changing; the feathers that were originally tightly arranged were detaching from the wings one by one and floating behind Su Mo.

In the blink of an eye, countless black and gold sword feathers appeared behind Su Mo, each one hovering in mid-air with its tip pointing outwards.

Su Mo's gaze fell on a rock wall fifty meters away.

He had a sudden thought.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Countless sharp whistling sounds suddenly rang out.

The sword feathers hovering behind Su Mo instantly transformed into streaks of black and gold light, shooting towards the rock wall.

Sword Feather flew as fast as lightning.

In an instant, a series of rapid sounds came from the rock wall.

Smoke, dust, and gravel filled the air.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the surface of the rock wall was covered with countless black and gold sword feathers.

Some are deeply embedded in the rock face, with only half of their tail feathers showing, while others are completely submerged.

The entire rock face now resembled a giant hedgehog, its body covered in black sword feathers.

Su Mo had a thought.

The sword feathers embedded in the boulder trembled slightly, then, as if summoned, they were drawn from the rock wall, drawing arcs in the air before flying back behind Su Mo.

They rearranged themselves in the air, fitting together seamlessly one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they reformed into the pair of black and gold sword wings.

With a hiss, the entire pair of wings instantly retracted into its body.

At this moment, the skin on his back was as smooth as ever. If it weren't for the two holes in his clothes, you wouldn't be able to tell that something had just burst out of his body.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, these are the two attack methods of the Black Gold Sword Wings."

If it's a disintegration attack, flight capability cannot be maintained, but the amplification will still be there.

Golden Crocodile Douluo exclaimed, "External soul bones truly deserve to be called treasures of heaven and earth. Little Mo, your opportunity is truly remarkable."

Su Mo smiled and said, "This is all thanks to Grandpa Golden Crocodile for helping me hunt down soul beasts."

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand and said, "The external soul bone depends entirely on your own fate."

He paused, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes: "By the way, what is your third soul skill?"

"After absorbing the third soul ring, my soul power broke through to level thirty-two."

As for the third soul skill, it is a group attack and control skill, which I call the Asura Sword Prison.

Once released, it can form a vast, encircling sword array.

Within the sword formation, countless sword energies will continuously attack the enemy from all directions.

A sword energy barrier will form around the sword formation, and once it is formed, it will be difficult for a Soul Master of the same level to break through.

If I encounter an opponent far stronger than myself, this sword formation can buy me time to escape.

After listening, Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded: "Not bad. Let's go, we should go back."

The two figures headed towards the outer perimeter.

Chapter 18: Fallen Soul Masters, a Horrific Scene

Dusk fell.

On the way back to Wuhun City from the Star Dou Great Forest, a luxurious carriage was traveling.

The driver was none other than Golden Crocodile Douluo. At this moment, he had completely concealed his aura, appearing just like an ordinary old man.

They had already traveled forty or fifty miles from the Star Dou Great Forest and were still more than halfway to Wuhun City. They planned to rush back overnight.

Suddenly, Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned, tightened his grip on the reins.

The horse neighed, raised its front hooves high, then brought them down heavily to a stop.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and Su Mo leaned out: "Grandpa Golden Crocodile, what's wrong...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a gentle breeze swept by.

Su Mo's nose twitched slightly, and his brows furrowed instantly.

A strong stench of blood wafted through the air!

"In a village to the southeast, a group of corrupt soul masters are committing evil deeds." Golden Crocodile Douluo released his spiritual power to investigate. "There are four of them in total, and their strength is around that of a Soul King."

Both Wuhun City and Xingdou Great Forest are located between the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo, so their return journey must pass through the border area.

The border area is always the most chaotic place. Although the Spirit Hall has intervened to prevent a major war from breaking out, the friction between the two empires on the border has never stopped.

In such chaotic places, corrupt soul masters often commit crimes.

“Grandpa Golden Crocodile,” Su Mo said in a deep voice, “the Spirit Hall’s duty is to combat fallen spirit masters, and we cannot sit idly by.”

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded slightly: "Of course."

Su Mo's eyes were filled with fighting spirit: "Let me fight this battle alone. I want to test my current strength."

Unless there's a life-or-death crisis, please, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, don't intervene.

“Okay.” Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded calmly.

They're just a few ants. If Su Mo could get into trouble under his protection, then he'd wasted his life of over a hundred years.

With a stomp of his foot, Golden Crocodile Douluo leaped into the air.

Su Mo's black and gold sword wings suddenly unfolded, and with a flap of his wings, he followed closely behind the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Enveloped by the Golden Crocodile Douluo's spiritual power, the two's auras were completely isolated, as if they had merged into the night itself.

After a while.

They landed in the bushes outside the village.

Su Mo squinted and looked ahead, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Ahead lay a small village with a dozen or so mud-brick houses.

But at this moment, most of the houses have collapsed, and white smoke rises from the ruins.

A night breeze swept by, carrying a strong smell of blood and burnt food.

In the open space in the center of the village, a bonfire was burning brightly, illuminating the entire area.

Dozens of corpses lay scattered all around, men and women, young and old.

Most of them had skin clinging tightly to their bones, sunken eye sockets, and slightly open mouths, like mummies that had been dried for hundreds of years.

Three young women were huddled under an old locust tree at the edge of the open space.