Battle God Emperor

"Oh? Show me. " Beilao had a touch of pure light in his eyes, and his heart was very restless. Could Dou Nai have been able to create his own soul lines?

Dou Tian nodded, and then he started to dance in the void with his long sword. Countless sword marks evolved in the void, and a great murderous spirit emanated from him.

With more and more marks on the sword, the murderous spirit became more and more intense. There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of Beilao and zuiwang.

Because they found that the sword trace not only contains the meaning of killing, but also contains the meaning of destroying the sword.

After half a sound, doutian finally stopped. Beilao was trembling all over. Looking at doutian, he said in a trembling voice: "tianer, this soul pattern is really your own idea?"

"Yes, I was thinking about whether the soul pattern could be integrated with the combat skills. That's why I created a sword technique. I found that it could be. I also created this soul pattern by chance, so I came to ask the teacher for advice." Doutian nodded.

"What about your own tactics?" North old haven't opened a mouth, drunk old man don't hesitate of ask a way.

"It's not perfect yet." Doutian shakes his head and says that he just has a cone in his heart.

"Maybe we can refer to it for you." Drunkard was also very surprised by his talent for fighting heaven. He integrated soul tattoo and combat skills, which, in a way, surpassed him and Beilao.

"Good." Doutian takes a deep breath and nods. Beilao and zuiwang are both real experts. With their guidance, they really need to avoid many detours.

Yiyin!

The sound of a clear sword resounds through the void. In doutian's hands, suddenly there is more Shura holy sword. A torrential sense of killing comes from doutian, and the sense of destroying the sword fills the void.

"Wheeze!"

When the fighting weather situation climbs to a critical point, the sword trembles in the hand, and a bloody sharp light blooms. Then it spreads slowly. From a distance, it looks like a round of bloody Haoyang rising.

Blood Haoyang, everything turned into fly ash, even the air has been extracted, the terrible breath makes people feel cold.

In the bloody Haoyang, there are countless bloody sword Qi tearing, destroying everything, killing everything. Strangely, the countless bloody sword Qi are in a certain order. If you look carefully, it seems to be a soul pattern.

With this sword, Dou Tian's face turned pale slightly. This sword consumed him a lot. However, its power was far more powerful than the mortal world's killing. The mortal world's smile was even stronger than the mortal world's fighting.

"What is the name of this sword?" The drunk man asked. He was also shocked by the power of this sword. He was not the opponent of this sword.

"Originally, I wanted to call it xueyang, but I always felt that I lacked something." Dou Tian thought about it.

"There is something missing in this sword. The intention of killing and destroying is contained in it. Although its power is incomparable, it consumes a lot on itself. Moreover, it also contains the soul pattern. It needs strong control and consumes a lot of soul power. If we can reduce the consumption of soul power, this sword is really extraordinary." Beilao commented.

He doesn't deny doutian's talent, but if he can't kill the enemy, he will be killed by the enemy. He doesn't want doutian to die young.

"I think so, too." Dou Tian nodded. This sword really has a lot to improve. Thinking of this, Dou Tian turned his eyes to the drunkard. He hoped that the drunkard could give some advice.

"Drunk old devil, you know better than I do. What's your opinion?" For doutian, Beilao is more and more interested now.

The drunkard took a sip of the gourd and belched. Shaoqing said, "xueyang, Xuese Haoyang, Haoyang is too full. The ancients said that if the moon is full, it will be lost, and if the water is full, it will overflow. Haoyang is also like this. If this Xuese Haoyang can stay alive, its power may not be so great, but its consumption to you will be greatly reduced."

"When the moon is full, it will lose, when the water is full, it will overflow?" Dou Tian's heart trembled slightly, as if he knew something in an instant. He suddenly closed his eyes and entered a kind of ethereal state.

"Epiphany?" The old man in the north is stupid, and the drunkard is numb. How can they think that doutian's insight is so terrible, and they immediately enter the state of epiphany.

In doutian's whole body, all kinds of bloody sword Qi are in full bloom. The bloody sword Qi is not as publicized as before. It's a little less cruel and a little more introverted. But this introverted point doesn't weaken the power of the sword Qi.

Seeing this, Beilao and zuiwang quickly step back for fear of disturbing doutian. They guard doutian around.

"Old devil, with Tian'er's talent, maybe one day I can help you." The drunk man's eyes were burning at doutian, and he took a deep breath.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Beilao shook his head and looked a little confused.

"Isn't that the dream of your life?" Drunk some surprised looking at north old, north old pursuit, how can easily give up.

The reason why any soldier can constantly break through is not only for the sake of cultivation, but also for the purpose he wants to achieve in his heart, or obsession.

If you don't even have the goal and obsession, even if you have great talent, it will be very difficult to break through. Maybe you will stop here all your life."There are some things that can't be forced. It's best to let nature take its course." North old light a smile, again way: "pour is you, good blood building regardless of, but incarnate a beggar, how is return a responsibility?"

"Old, it's time to do something you like to do." The drunkard poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth, and the way he didn't like seemed to look down on everything.

"Yes, this is not our time." Beilao looks at doutian, his eyes are very calm, but there is a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Next, they were silent, waiting for doutian.

After almost a day's white night, doutian suddenly opened his eyes, and two sharp lights burst out from his eyes, like two magic swords, penetrating the sky.

Hum!

All of a sudden, a bloody sword was blooming from doutian. Shura's holy sword crossed the void, and a bloody setting sun rushed into the sky. The bloody setting sun flashed away. If they didn't see it with their own eyes, Beilao and jiuweng thought it was a dazzling sight.

At the moment when he just wielded the sword, doutian's whole body was as bloody as water, bright red and evil.

"The remaining Yang is like blood. The power of this blow is not lower than that of the previous sword. It is even more powerful. Moreover, the consumption of soul power is very small." Drunkard eyes dew essence light, surprised looking at doutian.

"More than that, the soul tattoo turns into a virtual one and can't be captured at all. Once the enemy is trapped in it and wants to escape, it's very difficult. If the other party doesn't respond in time, even in the later stage of the fairyland war, he may not be able to kill with one sword." He added.

"Thank you for your advice." Doutian also showed a bright smile on his face. He respectfully said that if he didn't have the advice of Beilao and zuiwang, especially the words of zuiwang awakened him, he would never understand the sword.

"This sword should have a name." The drunk man said with a smile.

"The setting sun is like blood. It's called setting sun blood." Doutian smiles. He is looking forward to the power of the fifth type of blood in the battle.