Douluo's ancestor roams

Chapter 212 Battle against the Undead Spirit Emperor
"Welcome! Emperor Ling..."

Before the patriarch of the A clan died, he respectfully said the last sentence. His blood began to drain rapidly, and his already thin and skinny body quickly turned into a mummified corpse. In the end, the clothes on his body were all turned into dust. A generation of powerful titles dissipated in the Mainland!
What followed was a change in the world, as if an evil demon god was born. In the extreme northern sky, dark clouds rolled over the sky, like huge black dragons, covering the entire northern land in darkness, bringing There are bursts of thunder, and lightning that flashes from time to time!
"Jie Jie! You are a great god! Practitioner, your flame is really good, I hope you can survive and wait for the arrival of the emperor..."

The imperial undead couldn't feel the pain of the burning Netherfire at all, but smiled and waited for the final dissipation, because the one who was about to come out was the great undead god of their world.

"Hmph! Putting on airs!"

Oscar said indifferently, looking at this battle, the momentum is strong, but it is hard to say whether he can use all his strengths. He is a little looking forward to seeing how powerful the god of the undead world is.

"Welcome to the emperor, haha! What a wonderful world, if it is swallowed up, it will make the undead world even stronger!"

A black shadow appeared like an emperor descending, about thirty years old, black messy long hair, fluttering purple black gold robe, looking greedily at this continent, he is the spirit emperor summoned by the A clan.Turning to look at Oscar, he sneered again: "A cultivator in the fusion stage has let this emperor come out. It seems that the civilization here is really not good!"

"Hmph! You are just an idea, what a big deal, and you should have spent a lot of time isolating your breath!"

Oscar looked at this confident guy and shouted, there is God Realm above Douluo, no wonder this guy wants to make so many gimmicks, after looking at it, he did not expect the god of the undead world to be so handsome, this is not the point, the point is his The momentum is indeed above the Tribulation Transcendence Period, and the existence of immortals cannot be underestimated.

"Little ants, this emperor kills you, one thought is enough!"

Regarding Oscar's provocation, the man in the purple-black-gold robe who summoned the Spirit Emperor said plainly that practitioners are indeed much stronger than others, there is a gap in the quality of soul power and aura, and there is also a unique fighting style.

"That's right! Let's try!" Oscar cheered up, his consciousness opened, and then, a simple black three-foot long sword appeared in his hand!
"That is, a divine weapon! High-grade divine weapon! Practitioner, quickly hand over your divine weapon, and this emperor will spare you!"

The man named Lingdi said excitedly, staring greedily at the Xuanming Sword in Oscar's hand, the divine weapon, it is still such a high-grade divine weapon, if the chance is enough, it is not impossible to reach the super divine weapon, when the time comes, you His status in the world of the undead will surpass that of other emperor-level gods of the undead!
"Okay, then you break your thoughts first, and I will give you this sword!"

Seeing the excited Emperor Ling jumping over the wall, Oscar said calmly!

"Hmph, are you playing tricks on me!"

When the Ling Emperor heard this, he said angrily, Oscar was obviously teasing himself, he had scattered his thoughts, how could he bring back the artifact!

"You were the one who joked with me first, would I be so stupid as to hand over something that you covet, come on, let me see if you are a god worthy of your name!"

Oscar was full of fighting spirit, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, looking forward to a tough battle, the Mysterious Underworld Body has already been deployed, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, because the Spirit Emperor's aura is too strong, he had to go all out up!
Looking at the imposing Oscar, Emperor Ling smiled, and said confidently, "Forget it! It's the same after killing you and then taking the artifact!"

"Eternal Dreadful Palm!"

Afterwards, Emperor Ling gave a cold shout, and made a huge palm print casually, it came very slowly, but it seemed that people could not escape from the range of the palm print, within it, the huge palm print roared like countless evil spirits, making people creepy!

"Xuanming Grand Handprint!"

Oscar also quickly squeezed his fingers, and the big handprint of the slightly inferior Lingdi's palm print was indeed much faster than him, but when it came into contact with any weird palm print, it immediately disintegrated like an egg hitting a rock.

"It's so weird! Even my Xuanming Mahamudra has no effect, so let's try Xuanming swordsmanship!"

Oscar thought to himself, seeing Xuan Ming's big handprint being ineffective, his heart trembled, it was too powerful, and he hoped that the swordsmanship could break through this palmprint.

"Xuanming swordsmanship, the first form, the sword divides the world!"

Mobilizing the spiritual energy in the whole body, a fierce sword energy that seemed to be able to split the sky and open the earth shot out, facing the big palm print, but only made a small hole. Under the screams of countless innocent souls, the huge palm print Quick restoration, as good as new.

"Haha, this is the power of God, not something your current aura can compete with. Face the endless fear and die in it!"

The Ling Emperor standing in the air smiled triumphantly, then made a simple black throne, sat on it, and looked down at Oscar like a cat playing with a mouse.

"How is it possible! I don't believe it, even your ordinary palm can't break it!" Oscar refused to admit defeat, spurting out streams of sword energy.

"Earth Xiao Yin Yang!"

"There are waves in the sky!"

……

"Is this the power beyond a practitioner!"

Oscar used more than a dozen moves in a row with a fierce sword energy that would kill Contra. Seeing the huge motionless palm prints continue to fall, he felt bewildered. For the first time, he felt very powerless, as if the strongest attack had hit cotton. !

"I don't believe that the last two moves of Xuanming swordsmanship can't destroy you! It seems that you will be able to recover your full strength temporarily by burning your life essence!"

Oscar stared at the big palm print that was slowly falling, and suddenly said resolutely, "It's just a god-level thought, if he is allowed to leave a demon in his heart, he will not be able to improve his cultivation in the future!"
One year, two years of lifespan burned away, but there was no promotion, Oscar smiled wryly, it seems that a good foundation is not necessarily a good thing!
"It's really a useless struggle. No matter how much a small fish jumps, it can't make any big waves. I'm just curious, how can he have a high-grade artifact!"

Lingdi looked at the persistent Oscar, and thought about it again. He suspected that Oscar was the inheritor of a certain god mansion, but the aura here was shielded by himself, even those guys in the God Realm would not know what happened here for a short time, so he couldn't help but Heaved a sigh of relief, a high-grade artifact, the risk is worth it!
Oscar thought, anyway, his lifespan is long enough, and just as he was about to grit his teeth, prepare to burn a hundred years and a thousand years of life, and was about to do his best, a beautiful and nostalgic voice came!

"Silly apprentice, is this going to be desperate!"

(End of this chapter)