Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 207 Asura's Shadow!The gods retreat!The out-of-control Zilong!
"Since you don't want to disperse, no wonder the old man forcibly stopped it!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the spiritual power in his palm instantly soared!

Boom~!

A bang!The energy of the light element that kept flocking to Zijun dissipated between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye!
Plop~!

Falling to the ground, Zilong patted his chest, gasping for breath, and said in fear.

"It's really evil! That energy haunts me inexplicably! It almost caused me to break through! Hmph!"

Listening to Zilong's Versailles words, several people were stunned for a moment, and looked at Zilong with different expressions after recovering.

"Zilong...don't talk like this around outsiders from now on."

Long Haochen turned his head to glance at the ghosts and shadows, and reminded them in a low voice.

"Why? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Zilong turned to look at Long Haochen who was half a body taller than him and asked.

"The wording is okay, but it's a bit embarrassing to connect! Hahaha!"

The gray-robed, white-haired old man moved his ears, stroked his beard and interrupted with a smile.

Plop~!

Ye Hua hastily pulled Long Haochen and Zilong to kneel on one knee, performing the knight's salute.

The two ghosts standing in the distance knelt down when they saw the old man walking out.

"Xiaolong! Kneel down quickly! This is the minimum respect for a strong knight."

Looking at Zilong who refused to kneel and salute, Ye Hua urged in a low voice nervously.

"Don't kneel! Dad said, I can kneel on my knees, my parents, my teachers, my benefactors, other people can't kneel."

Holding his arms in his arms, Zilong stubbornly turned his head aside, refusing to kneel down and bow to him no matter what.

Seeing Zilong's appearance of dying, the ghost kneeling in the distance sneered and whispered.

"Heh! He dared to be so presumptuous in the face of a ninth-level powerhouse. This kid may have a short life..."

The smile didn't disappear, the gray-robed, white-haired old man looked down at Zilong kindly.

The cute little guy in front of him can tell his mind at a glance.

Not only the reluctance in words, but also the expression on the face is full of the three words of reluctance.

——Rare!There are still such pure-hearted dolls in the world.

This child must be born with great blessings, hahaha!

What the old man said is not unreasonable, and he can live in the Holy Demon Continent where there are many demons, intrigues and dangers.

To be able to maintain a pure heart and live to this day is not a person of great fortune.

After all... There are truly blessed people in this world. God is afraid that he will die young, so he will deliberately arrange noble people to help him.

"That's all! Such a doll is really rare, and the old man is not unreasonable, so get up... Hahaha!"

The gray-robed, white-haired old man held his beard and laughed, not caring about Zilong's rude behavior.

"Hmph! Why should I kneel! And this stinky brat won't kneel! I don't accept it!"

Standing up, Onimu gritted his teeth, glaring at Zilong and the gray-robed white-haired old man angrily.

Turning around and glancing at Onimu, Zilong spoke again.

No matter how you listen to the words that you are so angry that you don't pay for your life, you deserve to be beaten.

"You don't have to kneel! No one is forcing you to call me a stinky brat, and I will get angry! The consequences will be very serious!"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!" As soon as Zilong finished speaking, Guiwu, who was aggrieved and angry in his heart, rushed out!
Letting go of his hands, Zilong was also excited, being born as the second son of the Zi family.

He is as mischievous as Zi Mo, since he can walk and run.

Big and small injuries, I don't know how many, the beasts in the God Realm range from adult beasts to cubs.

There is no one that the two of them dare not mess with.

At the beginning, the beast was jealous of Zi Jun, and the face of the Lord of the God Realm did not dare to fight back.

Until Zijun knew about his doll, he immediately declared a fair duel.

As long as there is no loss of arms or legs, he will not care about defending himself and fighting back.

From then on, it was common for the two little devil kings to have bruised noses and swollen faces.

But most of them are transformed beast cubs who are much more defeated.

"Come on!" Zilong raised his right fist and threw it at Guiwu!

Without using his spiritual power, his physical strength is comparable to that of a divine beast!Even worse than that!

Like a humanoid beast!

Boom~click!
A wave of transparent air oscillated in all directions!
The fists of the two collided, how could Onimus's mortal body resist it!
I saw that his entire right hand was twisted left and right, and the bones were broken in an exaggerated curved shape!
"Ah~! My hand!" Onimus knelt and hugged in pain, his right hand screaming.

"It's what you deserve! Don't listen to good people! You're so weak and shameless."

After leaving a sentence, Zilong turned around and walked back without looking back.

There is a fierce light in the eyes!Gui Wu summoned his long sword and stabbed at Zilong's back without hesitation!

"Be careful behind you!" Long Haochen and Ye Hua shouted at Zilong with shocked expressions.

But the voices of the two were too late, and Onimus' long sword stabbed fiercely behind Zilong.

Ding~!

A crisp crash sounded, and Onimu, who was unable to make a sneak attack, was knocked back a few steps by a blast of platinum energy.

The golden dragon scale armor is clearly visible behind Zilong.

The Dragonscale Battle Armor that is born with it can not only actively protect it, but also has a terrifyingly strong defense!
Even a first-level god can withstand one or two blows with all his strength!
Unless Zilong took the initiative to speak and not use it, the Dragonscale Battle Armor would take the initiative to protect the Lord!
Looking back at Onimu holding the sword with a gloomy expression, a fierce light flashed in Zilong's eyes!
"Looking for death!" The shadow of the Zulong appeared on the arm!

The blue-gray dragon scales, as if they were alive, were attached to Zilong's entire arm!
Boom~!

A punch hit Onimu's right hand!The right hand, which was already broken, shattered like a bubble!
Scarlet blood splattered all around!As if not relieved.

Zilong grabbed Onimu's left hand and stepped on his chest with his short right leg.

Seeing this scene, Ghost Shadow was furious!Release the spiritual power and hold the long sword to kill Zilong!
"Let go of me! Huangkou kid, take your life!" Guiying yelled.

Puff~!
Forcibly tearing off Onimu's left hand, Onimu's feet burst into tears from the pain.

In his eyes, Zilong at this time is like a ghost, which is frightening!

With one kick flying, Zilong called out the Onimu under his feet, and wrapped it around his body!
A horrifying aura rushed toward the faces of several people!

"Wh...what! Tier [-] great knight!" the gray-robed, white-haired old man said in disbelief.

The red-eyed Zilong seemed to be out of control, and Gu Yuena's words kept replaying in his mind.

——If the other party wants to kill you!Don't hold back!
Respecters!People always respect it!Killer!People always kill it!
"Aniang said...if someone else wants to kill me, I can kill him too! This is your choice!"

Zilong's eyes gradually turned blood red, and the sky over the entire holy mountain was covered with red clouds!

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, there is a bloody person with six arms on his back!The bloody divine ring floats behind him!
The appearance is exactly the same as that of Zijun, the Shura evil spirit with scarlet pupils, like a giant, stands on the nine heavens!

Asura God Shadow!Wanfo Chaozong!All ghosts and gods avoid!

The blue-gray ancestral dragon phantom behind him is gradually turning blood red!
At this time, Zilong, like a Shura god, came to the world, vowing to slaughter the evil in the world!

Use violence to control violence!It has always been synonymous with Shura!
Boom~!

The golden energy collides with the blood-red energy!The former only persisted for a few breaths before being blown away!
Holding the Sword of Creation in his hand, Zilong walked slowly towards the ghost.

"Die~!" The purple dragon with scarlet eyes showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face!
Weird and unusual!

(End of this chapter)