Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

Chapter 84 Who Is Playing Chess
This river can go straight to the outskirts of the forbidden mountain range.

With the speed of the river, he can save a lot of time.

It's just that these are small problems, and the real problems will not appear until the mountains in the restricted area.

Thinking of this in his heart, Tang San didn't hesitate any longer, as soon as his figure moved, it swept up the river, and on the soles of his feet was the right leg bone flying spirit ability, his figure seemed to be gliding on water, at an extremely fast speed , roaring away along the river.

In just half a day, the outline of the restricted area mountains has already appeared in the field of vision.

Looking at the gradually approaching forbidden mountain range, Tang San's expression also became serious. His plan this time indeed has many difficulties.

Let's break through first, Tang San slowly took out a Yun Shutian Mingcao that increases the soul power from the Wishful Hundred Treasure Bag.

He sat down cross-legged quietly.

The time of day changes quietly.

And Tang San also completely entered the Soul Sect Realm.

But at this moment, Tang San felt something was wrong again, because it was too quiet.

Originally, the wind howled on the top of the mountain, but at this time, it seemed that all the sounds had disappeared.

Tang San suddenly felt something, raised his head suddenly, looked at this huge bluestone, and then he saw, on the originally empty bluestone, there was a figure sitting cross-legged.

That figure was dressed in a green shirt, and his deep eyes were like an abyss, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.

She just sat there quietly cross-legged, but it gave people a sense of thickness and vastness like a mountain that lifted the sky.

But at this time, this person was looking at Tang San quietly.

Under her calm gaze, Tang San seemed to be stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The current pope of Wuhundian, Bibi Dong!
All of this seemed to be expected by Bibi Dong, and Bibi Dong didn't say much, just raised her hand, and the ferocious beast had already crawled under her body.

The huge body is full of scars.

He couldn't help panting, roaring in a low voice, as if mourning the unwillingness in his heart.

But Tang San recognized the appearance of this ferocious beast when he got closer.

That is.

Dark Demon Evil God Tiger!
Today, it seems to have transformed to a cultivation base of 5 years, but its physical condition is like that of an old monk who is about to die. It is conceivable what this fierce tiger has experienced during this period of time.

"Your Blue Silver Grass is not enough to contain it, use your hammer, it is estimated that after this time, the first four rings of your Clear Sky Hammer will be full, if you want to absorb spirit rings again, you will have to go after the sixth ring." Bibi Dong opened his mouth slowly, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the Dark Devilgod Tiger in front of Tang San.

In a blink of an eye, it has already dissipated.

There is still a reverberation in the air.

"The Rakshasa Master has a lot of means, and I can't stay for a long time. The teacher has already rushed to help. You are supporting me for a while."

Tang San was also completely stunned, it felt like a trick, but he had to drill in.

If Bibi Dong had time to kill the Dark Devilgod Tiger, it would actually be enough to go to the stronghold and wipe out that Holy Rakshasa.

What the hell is she playing?

These thoughts became more obvious when Tang San absorbed the spirit ring. It was clearly a spirit beast that died unjustly, but it didn't resist at all, peacefully as if nothing happened.

Weirdly dull, the day suddenly passed.

When the purification mask gradually melted into nothingness under the horrified sight of many students, the sticky black rain also stopped suddenly at this time. It doesn't know how to use it, and now that the most troublesome purification mask has been broken, it naturally accepts such methods.

The black rain stopped, but the faces of Hu Qingming, Zhao Yulan, Fu Xinyi and others could not see the slightest joy, because in the black mist outside the stronghold, countless twisted ghost rakshasa slowly came out, There are strange whispers coming from all directions, constantly arousing the negative emotions in people's hearts.

Saint Rakshasa stood on the spot, and the weird smile on his face became extremely intense at this moment, with black saliva dripping from between his sharp teeth, as if he could already smell the fragrance of these fresh flesh and blood.

After paying a considerable price, this stronghold was finally breached, and then it was time for it to enjoy the delicious food.

It let out an ear-piercing whistling sound, and then the countless twisted ghost rakshasa in the black mist suddenly swept out like a black tide.

In the stronghold, many students looked at this scene in panic.

Hu Qingming and the others also turned slightly pale, but immediately turned their gazes to Qian Renxue and said, "Let's fight!"

Qian Renxue held the Angel Sword in her hand. Although her internal injuries had not fully recovered, at this time, as the backbone of the stronghold, she had to stand up no matter what to stabilize people's morale.

So she slowly raised the sword in her hand, and the light soul power burst out like a big sun.

She took a deep breath, and her cold voice resounded in the ears of all the students.

"Holy Rakshasa wants to slaughter us."

"Ghost Rakshasa also wants to join in the fun."

"Then fight!"

When Qian Renxue's voice sounded, the eyes of the students who were a little panicked gradually became calm and determined.

There is an indescribable belief that arises in my heart.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

One after another, deep voices sounded one after another, and then gathered into a torrent, echoing over the stronghold.

The inexplicable whispers coming from all directions were abruptly removed at this time.

"Get ready, meet the enemy!" Qian Renxue's cold voice sounded again.

Brilliance of soul power continued to bloom in the stronghold, and all the students gradually released their martial souls, looking at the ghost rakshas that came like a tide.

Although some people are still afraid, they also understand that resistance is death, and non-resistance is still death.

That being the case, at least die a little better.

boom!
In this way of thinking, the torrent of Ghost Rakshasa rushed directly into the stronghold, and then fought hand to hand with many students, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant.

Some students fought bloody battles, their eyes were red, and the soul power and soul skills in their bodies poured out like money, beheading the twisted ghost Rakshasa that came on the attack.

There were also students who were drowned by the ghost Raksha amidst the screams, and their flesh and blood were instantly torn and swallowed, and it was difficult to leave even a whole corpse.

The bloody and cruel side of Rakshasa Secret Realm is fully revealed at this time.

Qian Renxue, Hu Qingming, Zhao Yulan and a group of fifth-grade students were at the forefront of the battle line. They were under tremendous pressure and blocked the most Zong-level ghosts and King-level ghosts. However, even so, Facing the torrent of ghost rakshasa attacks, the strongholds were gradually being demolished.

Qian Renxue slashed out with a sword, and there were flames dancing on the sword light, and those weaker Zong level ghosts were reduced to ashes as the sword light passed.

However, even in such a desperate situation, there was still no trace of fear in her golden eyes. Instead, her eyes passed through the rakshasa torrents, locking on the holy rakshasa who had never made a move.

"Hu Qingming," she said suddenly.

At this time, the red long silk in Hu Qingming's hands was like a fire python, turning into thousands of fire shadows, clearing away the ghost Rakshasa. When she heard Qian Renxue's voice, her gaze also came from her.

"The Holy Rakshasa consumes a lot. Let's join hands to kill it. Zhao Yulan, Fu Xinyi and the others try to hold the line of defense!" Qian Renxue said.

Hu Qingming was silent for a while. The two of them were considered to be the strongest in the field. Now that Qian Renxue has not recovered from her injury, even if they join forces, they may not be the opponent of the Holy Rakshasa.Going on like this, I'm afraid there will be no return.

However, continuing to stick to it and waiting for the exhaustion of soul power is also a dead end.

"Let's go, what you Qian Renxue dares to do, I, Hu Qingming, can also do." Finally, she said coldly.

The two stopped talking, and quickly cleared away the ghost rakshasa rushing in front of them, and then fixed their eyes on the holy rakshasa behind the torrent of rakshasa, and they were about to move out.

Seeing this, Zhao Yulan, Fu Xinyi and the others all looked sad. They also knew that if the two of them left, they might not be able to come back again.

But right now, do they have other options?
There is only one thing to do.

However, just as Qian Renxue and Hu Qingming were about to rush out, everyone suddenly felt that the ground of the stronghold seemed to vibrate a little.

The vibrating sound continued to intensify.

It was like a small earthquake.

Some of the students had expressions of surprise and more anxiety. Could it be that Holy Rakshasa was using some astonishing tricks again?
Qian Renxue and Hu Qingming were also affected and stopped their figures, but they soon sensed that the source of the vibration seemed to come from the back of the stronghold.

Immediately, the eyes of the two women turned to the rear, with surprise in their eyes.

boom!boom!
The vibration became more and more violent.

Vaguely, they seemed to see a huge shadow rolling in from a distance with a monstrous fierce aura.

At the same time, there seemed to be some faint voices coming.

Gradually, the voice became clear...

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)