The maintainer of the inheritance of heavenly principles, do you think this is Douluo?

One male and one female.

The man was just a back figure, looking ordinary from a distance, nothing out of the ordinary.

But beside him, the stone statue of a woman with white hair looked a little strange.

Especially the white hair.

It is even more lifelike and uncanny, but if you look closely, it looks like a real person with long snow-white hair. It gives people the feeling that it does not look like a statue, but the long hair of a real person.

But this long hair that looks like a real person grows on this statue, which really seems a bit weird, not to mention that it is still in the ruins cave.

If this were the archaeological team from my hometown, they would probably have to light incense, burn paper, and then bow deeply.

Unfortunately, this is Douluo Star, and there is no such inheritance.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Xue Qi's eyelids trembled, and then he snorted coldly. When the nine black soul rings behind him shone, he didn't see how he moved. The bloody swan wings behind him vibrated out, and actually rolled down and let out a burst of noise. The strong wind, rumbling like artillery fire, hit the statue.

To be precise, it hit the female statue.

however!

His attack, which was capable of killing any Extreme Douluo, fell on its seal, but it was like an egg hitting a stone. There was no change in the statue, but his whole figure seemed to have been hit hard. , the body flew out with a bang, and hit hard on the wall around Nuo Da's dormitory, as if embedded in it, and the figure was lost.

"Quick, run!"

Seeing this scene, the many dead soldiers were also overjoyed. One by one, they quickly picked up Xue Fei and almost rolled and crawled towards the door.

however!

As soon as they started to move, there was no wind in the door, and it closed directly with a bang. No matter how they attacked, even with countless soul skills superimposed on them, they could not create any waves.

"Your Highness, this, this..."

Sensing such a strange scene, the explorer turned pale with fright. He turned around and looked at Xuefei who was also pale with trembling eyes. His lips were trembling and he couldn't finish a sentence.

They felt that there seemed to be an oppressive atmosphere blooming from the entire dormitory of Nuo Da. Under this oppression, even the movement of soul power seemed to be burdened with tens of thousands of tons of pressure. It was so slow and seemed a little difficult.

"Shut up!"

Prince Xuefei complained in a low voice, squatted by the door obediently, looked at the statue that seemed to be motionless, swallowed hard, and did not dare to say a word.

He didn't know if this was the god waking up, but he didn't dare to say anything, for fear that the superior god would be angry, so pretending to be dead was the best option.

of course.

More importantly, he was not disrespectful to the statue, so it stands to reason that nothing would happen to him, but that Xue Qi...

"Boom!"

"Very good, very good, you have successfully attracted my attention!"

Xue Qi flew out of the embedded stone wall with a gray face and a gloomy face. He looked at the two ordinary stone statues in front of him with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice, "It's just a way of pretending to be a ghost. , you are just a god who has been eliminated by the times, I want to see how many more times you can take action?"

His eyes suddenly turned blood red, and even his pupils turned blood red. The blood-colored goose wings behind him emitted a ferocious and strange firelight, as if there were countless wronged souls, crawling crazily from all directions. enter.

at the same time!

His ninth soul ring also shone suddenly!

"The ninth soul skill, vampire reincarnation!"

In an instant, countless blood burst out, as if carrying endless evil ghosts, floating towards the statue in front of him. The soul power belonging to the Ultimate Douluo also burst out suddenly, without any reservation!

He knew that this might be some kind of plane created by some god, but he was not afraid, or in other words, no one with the blood-winged swan spirit would be afraid, because they relied on killing and harvesting fear to grow. Own.

in other words.

This kind of person is not a complete person in the strict sense, because their seven emotions and six desires have been exploited, leaving only the emotion of joy and the desire to improve their strength.

They don't know what fear is, and naturally they don't have fear anymore.

and.

What Xuefei thought made sense.

Since it is a god beyond the times, and the divine path has been blocked for a hundred thousand years, it means that this god came from the fire burial era one hundred thousand years ago, or even more distant.

So, in this case, how much strength does this god have left?

All in all, he didn't believe that this god still had the power of a god.

and so……

That's why he would be so presumptuous.

After all, with his cognitive ability, even a demigod Douluo, or even a hundred-level god, can only live for a thousand years at most, and this one hundred thousand years, and the one hundred thousand years ago, regardless of the annual update There are so many.

In his opinion, gods may be just stronger humans, but they are still in the human category at best. In his opinion, being able to live for a hundred thousand years is already remarkable.

After all, even though I don’t know the details of the Burning Era recorded in a few strokes, I also know that even the gods must have been seriously injured in that era war.

and so.

It is estimated that he lived for more than 100,000 years, which I think is already a very long time.

It's just... Although this analysis seems to make a little bit of sense, there is indeed nothing wrong with it in terms of reasoning.

But in reality... I can only say that this is the difference between books and practice.

If it were an ordinary god, perhaps, according to his reasoning, he would also end up like a tiger in peace and being bullied by a dog.

But...this is not the relic of an ordinary god!

Only what is in front of you.

Countless scarlet ghosts floated down, hitting the statue like raindrops.

however.

Such a fierce pursuit, even a continuous stream of attacks, but like an egg striking a stone, a mantis arm acting as a chariot, it failed to cause even a trace of damage to the statue.

On the contrary, it was Na Xueqi.

His complexion turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his soul power was like garbage being sucked away by a vacuum cleaner, being consumed rapidly. Even if he wanted to take back his soul skills, he couldn't do it at all!

"How can it be!?"

Xue Qi was shocked, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch his soul power dissipate to the end...

Click!

The cement-like statue suddenly heard a crisp sound, and the next moment, the two statues collapsed like spider webs with countless cracks! (End of chapter)