Doomsday Unlimited

Chapter 132
"Wang Cheng, are you Wang Cheng?"

Du Lin was very surprised. The appearance of this yin and yang king was the same as Wang Cheng himself, but Du Lin had only seen Luffy, so naturally he wouldn't know this, but he didn't doubt what the other party said, and he didn't know well. On the way to escape, someone shouted loudly: "Wang Cheng, you dare to imprison me, aren't you afraid that General Du will question you?"

"Afraid? It shouldn't be me who is afraid, Du Lin, you and Du Yuan actually want to poison me with talismans, I ask you where you got the courage, aren't you afraid that I will blame you?"

Wang Cheng sneered at first, and then shouted sharply. Du Lin was shocked at first, and then flew into a rage. How dare a mere human being talk to him like this, who does he think he is?But how did he know about the talisman poison? Didn't he and Du Yuan just agree on this matter? Why did he know that it was obviously only the two of them at the time, and he also cast the sound suppression spell, so there was no reason for him to be heard yes?
I was full of doubts in my heart, but on the surface Du Lin still scolded angrily, and did not admit the poisonous talisman at all: "Wang Cheng, back then you were just a lost dog who was chased and killed by the Hai clan. The clan's corpse has been broken into thousands of pieces, and now you dare to slander General Du in such a random way, are you still a human being?"

Wang Cheng laughed back angrily, and pulled out the black and white swords around his waist: "Sure enough, villains in the world are all virtuous, as shameless as you want, but it doesn't matter. Since you have entered Wuji Tu today, you will be ashamed in the future." It's not you anymore."

"I'm not me anymore, what do you mean?"

Du Lin was taken aback, and then sneered: "Although this place is very abnormal, according to my detection, you are only about the third-level strength, and you dare to say such big words, hum, wait until I catch you, and then ask Find out how to leave, Yellow Turban Lishi, listen to my order, now."

Du Lin sacrificed a yellow spell and flew into the sky. The spell ignited spontaneously in the absence of wind, and then four yellow lights fell around it, turning into four big men with big arms and round waists and yellow scarves on their heads.

This is also a yellow turban wrestler, but unlike those living yellow turban wrestlers in Luo Wei, they are summoned by magic, not real life. From their empty and godless eyes, it can be seen that they have no soul, and their real strength is stronger than that of real yellow turban wrestlers. Hercules are about [-]% weaker, and the advantage is that they don't feel bad when they die, and they can continue to summon.

"Golden Armor Technique."

"Giant power technique."

Military divisions are different from military divisions. Du Lin, a yellow-turban military division, is proficient in summoning and blessing techniques. After he summoned four yellow-turban warriors, he blessed them with a golden armor that shone with golden light, and a symbol of strength. The red light makes the strength of the four yellow turban wrestlers not weaker than the real yellow turban wrestlers.

Therefore, Du Lin proudly pointed at Wang Cheng, and shouted: "Wang Cheng, die, give it to me."

"Brother Bi, I really like this kind of battle, Yang Ling, now."

Facing the rushing yellow turban wrestler, Wang Cheng smiled disdainfully, pointed the yang sword in his right hand to the ground, shouted loudly, the light flashed, and the surrounding yang attribute energy condensed into radiant scorpions, the number of which was fifty or sixty. There were so many that they surrounded the yellow turban wrestlers rushing up.

"How come there are so many, and they are covered with sunshine?"

Du Lin is a ghost, and the light attribute is extremely restrained by him, and he subconsciously backed up a few steps. At this time, the yellow turban wrestler had already fought with the scorpion. It was smashed to pieces, but with a flash of light, the scorpion returned to its original shape, and its tail was struck out like an iron whip, shaking the golden armor on the yellow scarf warrior.

Just seeing each other, the four yellow turban warriors fell into a disadvantage. They have no wisdom, so naturally they can't find Yang Ling's weakness. Although they are extremely brave and keep fighting, it is useless at all. of damage.

"It's impossible to be immortal, there must be flaws."

Du Lin saw that the situation of the yellow turban wrestler was not good, so he quickly wanted to see the clues, but these were light monsters, very dazzling, and he was a ghost, extremely afraid of light, how could he find the flaws?
"Hmph, it's enough to defeat the summoner, Blade of Evil Wind."

Seeing that he couldn't find any flaws, Du Lin gritted his teeth and set his target on Wang Cheng's hand. Although he was proficient in summoning and blessing techniques, he was not completely incapable of attacking spells. He took out a piece of yellow paper, bit his finger in With a swipe in the air, and then thrown into the sky, the yellow paper ignited, emitting a large amount of black air, forming dozens of black wind blades and shooting towards Wang Cheng.

"Yin Yang Promise Sword."

Wang Cheng sneered, the two swords joined together, and activated the magic formula. The two swords turned into a lightsaber tens of meters long and slashed down in the air. Du Lin cut, although Du Lin cast the protective spell in time, but under the lightsaber, his protective spell was broken in an instant, screamed and flew out, spit out a mouthful of cold blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground Passed out directly.

The summoner fainted, and all four yellow scarf fighters disappeared with white smoke. Wang Cheng who released this move seemed to have exhausted his strength, and sat down on the ground very weakly, but his face was very happy, and he shouted: "The one surnamed Wang has come out to collect ghosts."

Wang Cheng's soul floated over slowly from a distance on the soul altar, and said angrily: "I said, you have worked so hard for so many days, and you have raised your rank to the third rank. The street is like this, is it shameful?"

"The Yin-Yang Wuji Sword is powerful. It is a spell that can only be casted at the fourth level. I have mastered it at the third level. What's the shame?"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King rolled his eyes and said, "Hmph, I have never stopped practicing and practicing for so many days. Having said that, this old Yin-Yang immortal has inherited a very special way of martial arts, which is relatively slow to master, but once mastered It is your own, which is more reassuring than the inexplicable appearance of an ability."

"Can it be taught to others, such as me?"

Wang Cheng asked with great interest, the Yin-Yang Dharma King shook his head, and said: "No, the old Yin-Yang did not leave his real inheritance behind, and the cultivation methods he left behind are specially prepared for the Yin God and the Yang God. Neither you nor the others can practice, otherwise Zhang Yu's body would have started to cultivate, and no one would dislike that he is stronger."

"cut."

Wang Cheng was very disappointed. He flew to the top of Du Lin and said with a sneer, "A mere villain dares to plot against me. He doesn't know how to live or die. It's a pity that we don't have much time now. We can't let him disappear for too long. We can only spend some souls to forcibly kill him." It has become a soul slave, what a waste, this kind of villain is more afraid of death, and I am becoming more and more proficient at using the technique of fear to turn others into soul slaves, if I have enough time, there is no need to spend so many souls .”

(End of this chapter)