Douluo: Master of Truth Theory of Wuhundian

Chapter 244 Retreat

The Array Douluo looked unkind and asked, "When did another Titled Douluo appear on this continent? Why was there no news at all in advance?"

Lingyuan Douluo snorted coldly and ignored it.

Poison Douluo smiled scornfully and showed a sarcastic look, "You also made a miscalculation one day? You guessed that I would come and Chen Xin might appear, and you actually sent three titled Douluo's generous ones. But I didn't expect that there was another one! Big one! There are always people on the road who are aloof and aloof, unwilling to get stuck in the world. There are so many hidden masters out there, and there will always be guys who can’t stand the way Spirit Hall works!”

"Old Poison, don't be proud of yourself! You have repeatedly opposed our Spirit Hall, do you really think we can't kill you?"

Ju Douluo's expression was gloomy and his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"Hahaha, am I so scared by you? If you want to kill me, just come here and try, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

"Get lost!" Chen Xin's words were simple and rude, a single word accompanied by countless sword lights flashing across the air.

The giant sword in his hand groaned softly, emitting an aura of supreme swordsmanship, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and hit Ghost Douluo's face.

His attitude is very obvious, there is no need to talk nonsense, he will see the truth behind his hands, and he will not talk about it if he can do it.

Ghost Douluo's figure disappeared, like a gust of wind blowing by, and the figure reappeared in another direction.

A sinister voice sounded, "The famous watchdog of the Qibao Glazed Sect, isn't he just staying at home and comes to the border to meddle in other people's business?"

Ning Fengzhi, who was wearing a white robe on the ground, was holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, and slowly walked over with a confident and calm smile, "Your Spirit Hall wants to touch my husband, the next sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, why not?" Allow others to resist?”

Seeing this scene, the three members of Wuhundian breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely, but the expressions on their faces were extremely different.

The Array Douluo sighed, "If God's will is not on our side, we can't go against it. If I didn't look at the almanac when I went out today, some old antique from somewhere would come out and take a stab at me! I, the Wuhun Palace, will remember the kindness you have shown me today. Mind you. Old ghost, old chrysanthemum, let’s retreat.”

"How about I try again?"

"We still don't know what our winning rate is in three-on-three. If we add Ning Fengzhi as an assistant, we will have to sacrifice our lives if we want to achieve our goal!"

The three Douluo were not loud, but none of the people present were very powerful. This was no different from whispering in their ears, it was just like conspiring loudly.

Immediately afterwards, Ju Douluo controlled the martial spirit, which instantly grew in size, emitting bursts of light and majestic aura, "Ninth Soul Skill: Chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, and the flowers fall and people are heartbroken!"

The strange velvet chrysanthemum shattered in response, and each petal turned into a crescent blade, spinning crazily to form a huge golden tornado, attacking Yu Tianyi's meditation position.

Sword Douluo, Lingyuan Douluo and Dugu Bo shot at the same time, and the surging soul power collided with the golden tornado, filling the air with smoke and dust, and bursting out with a loud and ear-piercing sound.

As expected of Ju Douluo's ultimate move, the three titled Douluo joined forces to fight hard, but were forced to take a step back and lost the chance to pursue.

If it weren't for protecting this brat, a few people wouldn't choose to use their face to get the full skill.

Sword Douluo waved his arm, setting off a wave of air, blowing away the smoke and dust, and the three of them were no longer visible.

Dugu Bo looked gloomy and said, "You run so fast!"

Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief: "Senior Poison Douluo, the children are fine. Just because we want to keep the two Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo who have the martial soul fusion skill: Liangyi static field will be worse than ascending to the sky. It’s difficult.”

"It's anticlimactic, and I don't even have the courage to fight."

"The old guy stabbing blood is very cautious and shrewd. If only Uncle Jian and Senior Dugu are here, even with my assistance, it will be difficult to stop them. They are at least [-]% sure that they can kill Yu Tianyi. After getting rid of the brat, they calmly evacuated. But with this senior taking action, the situation is completely different. They have no chance of winning at all, and there is even a risk of falling here!" Ning Fengzhi was analyzing the situation on the surface, but in fact he was sending everyone to His attention was drawn back to this mysterious Douluo.

Too much to say, too many mistakes to make, leave enough room for imagination.

This is what Yu Tianyi told her when Lingyuan Douluo left Wuhun City.

He knew that Elder Yun Yan could do nothing but fight, let alone scheming. If he really met the old fox, it would be easy for him to reveal his flaws.

Therefore, Yu Tianyi just asked her to pretend to be cold and unsociable, and the smart people will explain the rest for you.

Lingyuan Douluo implemented this point deeply, and just glanced at everyone present, then without saying a word, he flashed and flew towards Xuantian Academy's carriage.

"She really cherishes words like gold. No wonder there is no name for her on the mainland." Ning Fengzhi started to analyze.

"Anyway, the other party helped us once."

Sword Douluo interrupted: "You two, let's go to other places to analyze the matter of Mysterious Douluo. Leave the place of right and wrong as soon as possible. Tianyi told me last time when he was going through the tribulation, the more other people are present, the better. The stronger the thunder is, the more danger we and he will face. If that brat is killed by lightning in the end, it will be a big joke!"

After saying that, the three people turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.

In this world, only Yu Tianyi is left alone.

Under the golden light of the sky, Yu Tianyi sat cross-legged on the earth.

It was clear that the thunder had not yet fallen, but a painful expression appeared on Yu Tianyi's face.

All because this lightning disaster actually acted on his sea of ​​consciousness.

Brilliant golden light shines, and countless thunders descend on the sea of ​​consciousness, disturbing the peaceful and profound mind and turning it upside down.

In the eyes of everyone, Yu Tianyi was just sitting on the ground, adjusting his condition, and quietly waiting for the thunder disaster to come.

Little did they know that Yu Tianyi was about to go crazy under the influence of thunder.

Yu Tianyi himself has not yet reached the state of being able to control the sea of ​​consciousness, so he can only follow the superficial methods recorded in "The Art of Transforming Dragons" and in the process of spiritual cultivation, brainlessly increase the intensity and upper limit of mental power, making the sea of ​​consciousness more powerful. Broad and deep.

Now facing the thunder disaster, Yu Tianyi had no other choice but to endure it silently.

Under the influence of thunder, the space of the sea of ​​consciousness becomes chaotic and blurred.

The entire space was illuminated by lightning all over the sky, as if it were daytime. Even the glimmer of light representing consciousness deep under the sea seemed so insignificant.

The wind was raging, and the roaring roar of the angry sea made the sea surface chaotic and swaying like a washing machine.

Every time lightning strikes the sea, the high temperature it brings evaporates part of the sea water.

The ocean, which symbolizes Yu Tianyi's spiritual power, is shrinking under the influence of lightning, and the entire space is returning to its original state of nothing.

(End of this chapter)