Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

Chapter 75 The Emperor's Ghost
Roar!
The deafening roar resounded through the sky and the earth, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

The black smoke billowed, and the behemoth within it stopped walking at this moment. It looked at the ancient light word suspended in the void, and fear and rage emerged in its scarlet pupils.

It was this force that blocked it in this mountain forest.

It originally thought that this power should have weakened after the passage of time, but looking at it now, it is still not allowed to be presumptuous.

Its scarlet animal pupils glanced unwillingly at the distance, the human was over there, he was so weak, as long as it rushed over, it could directly devour it.

At that time, it will be able to use this to reach the promotion, which will be of great help to it to reach that bottleneck.

However, it is such a short distance, but it is because the ancient text exuding mysterious coercion in midair cannot be touched.

Roar!
It felt extremely unwilling, stomping on the spot, the huge force made the ground tremble, but in the end, it still didn't have the guts to provoke that force.

In other words, it did not dare to provoke the master of that power.

That is the existence that it does not dare to contend with.

In its chaotic and berserk memory, it once saw the owner of that ancient text. At that time, it only had a glimpse from a distance, which made it feel inexplicable fear.

In the end, after raging in the mountains for a while, the majestic black smoke turned around and finally disappeared into the vast mountains.

Obviously, it still chose to retreat.

And with the departure of the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, the ancient writing in mid-air also slowly fell, and finally turned into a gleam of light, which shot at the top of the previous mountain.

Outside the Dark Spirit Pool, everyone was relieved.

Fortunately, the soul beast couldn't break free from the seal left by the Pope, otherwise they would have to give up their cultivation in the Dark Spirit Pool today and run for their lives.

Tang San also breathed a sigh of relief quietly, if that spirit beast really ran out, he would probably be the most unlucky, after all the latter probably came for him with an [-]% chance.

And a soul beast with a strength of 4 years, looking at the students of Wuhundian Academy, even the fifth grade, may not be able to compete with it.

The most powerful on his side is Qian Renxue, but now she is only an early soul king, and there is obviously a huge gap between her and the soul beast in the restricted area.

So the current situation is the best result.

"It's a good thing that this soul beast didn't rush out, otherwise there might be blood flowing here today." Fu Xinyi said with a serious face.

Zhao Yulan nodded solemnly. If this soul beast is converted to the level of a ghost rakshasa, it is at the peak of the emperor level, or even the holy level... and a ghost rakshasa of this level will not appear outside this secret realm.

Even if the team of fifth grade meets Saint Rakshasa, they have only one choice, and that is to escape!
"Bibi Dong is really powerful, just a single handwriting left can shock a ten thousand year spirit beast." Tang San looked at the calm mountain peak in the distance, with a longing look on his face.

"In that handwriting, there is a sliver of Bibi Dong's will, and it can even be said that it already has a bit of spirituality... The level of a peak Douluo, you and I can't guess, that is the top power in this world."

Qian Renxue explained, her clear golden eyes were also gazing at the distant mountain peaks, she pursed her red lips, and said softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "But one day, you and I will definitely can reach that level.”

"Why did you bring me along." Tang San couldn't help laughing.

"Not everyone can be like you, seraph, sweeping away everything."

There was a smile in Qian Renxue's eyes, and she said: "Your dual martial spirits may not be simple... Besides, for some reason, I always have some hunch that your limit does not seem to be like this."

Seeing Qian Renxue's eyes, Tang San couldn't help feeling a little guilty, this Qian Renxue's perception was really too keen.

"Let's go, this is the end of the cultivation in the Dark Spirit Pond. Next, we will start to conquer the king-level ghosts." Qian Renxue didn't say anything more about it, but changed her voice and said.

When Tang San, Hu Liena, and Hou Yuxuan heard the words, their spirits were lifted immediately, and there was a look of eagerness in their eyes.

King-level ghosts are much more difficult than those Zong-level ghosts before. It is said that Zun-level ghosts are rampant within its range, and there are also many Zong-level ghosts. Of course, the most important thing is that some seriously polluted places may be born. A king-level ghost.

That is equivalent to the strength of the soul king rank. Ghost Rakshasa of this rank can only be eliminated by Qian Renxue's team.

Of course Tang San and the others wouldn't go too far to find trouble with king-level ghosts, but with Tang San's strength soaring to the peak of soul-level ghosts this time, their team should be able to completely confront all respect-level ghosts, even some weaker ones. Zongji ghost, if you are fully prepared, you may not be able to touch it.

Qian Renxue took out the map, and pointed to the king-level ghosts who were gradually heading towards this area with her slender fingers. This is the route they will advance.

The last point of this route...

Tang San looked at the scarlet little star symbol farther away, it was an emperor level ghost.

...

This is a mountain shrouded in thick black mist.

The black mist in the mountains seemed to be sticky moisture. The mist slowly fell along the withered leaves, releasing boundless coldness.

In the black mist, there are strange whispers coming out continuously.

From time to time, there will be strange figures shuttling through the black mist, and then the power of evil thoughts will erupt. Amidst ear-piercing screams, the strange things will tear each other together and devour each other.

Deep in the mountains.

There are bones piled up on the ground.

In the middle of the white bones, there is a chair of flesh and blood, the flesh and blood are wriggling, and at this time, a shadow of about several feet is entrenched on the chair of flesh and bones.

That figure was particularly strange, its body seemed to be composed of flesh and blood, and its flesh and blood arms were swinging unconsciously, but above the body was a head that was exactly the same as a human being.

This human-headed centipede Raksha exudes an extremely astonishing power of evil thoughts. This is a ghost Raksha whose strength has reached the emperor level!

It is perched on the flesh and bone chair, with six cold and violent eyes, staring at the square of white bones in front of it, where many Rakshasa are devouring each other, forming creepy-looking monsters with each other while neighing.

It's just that as these ghost Rakshasa continued to devour and reorganize, the human-headed centipede ghost Rakshasa on the flesh and bone chair suddenly opened its mouth, and the mouth expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, occupying most of its face.

As soon as he sucked in his mouth, the black air rolled up, directly rolled up those ghosts in the arena, and swallowed it into his mouth in one mouthful. While chewing with his white sharp teeth, there was a shrill sound coming from it.

Black liquid flowed out from the corner of the mouth.

After eating this wave of ghost rakshas, ​​the human-headed centipede ghost rakshas let out a shriek, which was driving other ghost rakshas here to continue to devour each other.

However, after the screaming sound, the centipede suddenly found that there were no other ghost rakshasas.

This made the centipede a little furious. It is the king of this area. Do these lowly things dare to ignore its orders?

The human-headed centipede stood up with flesh and blood, and the power of thick and viscous evil thoughts surged like a rolling wave. It planned to go out and clean up these disobedient and low-level things nearby.

whee!

However, just when it was about to act, there was a sound of laughter suddenly, and the sound of laughter made the centipede ghost Raksha suddenly roll with evil thoughts and black energy.

An indescribable coercion covered its body.

The human-headed centipede, which is an emperor-level ghost, felt fear. It understood this feeling, because when it devoured other ghost rakshasas before, those ghosts were also like this. They were completely suppressed like livestock waiting to be slaughtered. .

This is... a more advanced emperor-level ghost appeared!
The human-headed centipede lowered its head slowly, only to see that the ground was wriggling at this moment, gradually forming a smiling face, the corners of the smiling face's mouth were greatly cracked, and the inside was gloomy and dark, as if leading to an unknown place.

And that smiling face seemed to exude a special magical power, which made the centipede give up all resistance, and then moved its flesh and blood body, little by little, to actively get into the big mouth of that smiling face.

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(End of this chapter)