Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

As the sword energy flew away, Ju Douluo's pupils shrank, and he quickly dodged.

Mo Cheng also quickly dodges, because the ghost behind him has been chasing after him endlessly.

"Go to the Nether Sword!"

Mo Cheng threw the Nether Sword and flew towards one portal, while the Liangyi Sword and Panlong Sword also flew towards the other two portals at the same time.

And he himself headed for the last portal.

"I didn't say I wanted to destroy the ghost gate."

Naturally, Ghost Douluo would not let Mo Cheng fulfill his wish: "The fifth soul skill, Ghost Shadow Ditan Hand!"

A quagmire suddenly appeared at the foot of the advance. Inside the quagmire was scarlet blood and countless corpses. Corpse hands stretched out from the quagmire and grabbed Mo Cheng's feet.

"Nine palaces gossip!"

Stepping on the gossip of the Nine Palaces, Mo Cheng's feet are lost, but people can't figure it out, those ghost hands can't catch Mo Cheng at all.

At this time, Mo Cheng was getting closer and closer to the gate of hell.

Holding a sickle, Ghost Douluo appeared at the ghost gate in front of Mo Cheng.

Mo Cheng immediately made a move, and the Liangyi sword that had already destroyed a portal appeared in his hand.

"Sword Drawing!"

In an instant, the sword light flickered, and the Liangyi sword sparked on the sickle.

Mo Cheng immediately changed his tactics.

Ghost Douluo couldn't dodge in time, and was stabbed by Mo Cheng on his left shoulder. There was no way for Ghost Douluo to retreat quickly, and then the portal was easily broken by Mo Cheng's sword.

The four portals were shattered, and although there were remnants of resentful ghosts, none of them were Mo Cheng's single-handed enemies.

"Now it's up to me to attack."

Mo Cheng smiled slightly, holding Nether, the two instruments, the panlong and the two swords, approached the Chrysanthemum Ghosts first.

"The eighth soul skill, the Gate of Holy Light!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was frightened, and countless portals filled with light appeared.

"break!"

Mo Cheng poured all his spiritual energy into it, the pupils of Pohuang opened, and the Liangyi sword was like a sky-breaking arrow, targeting the weak points of the portals and passing through countless portals.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

……

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen explosions sounded, and the Liangyi Sword appeared in front of Ju Douluo.

But just when Ju Douluo was a little flustered, Liangyi Sword was stopped by Ghost Douluo.

But Ghost Douluo is not very easy to deal with, because the Panlong Sword has also come to the front at this time.

"Flame pillars roar to the sky!"

Mo Cheng took advantage of the victory to pursue, the Nether Sword was thrown and pierced into the ground, and then the ground shook.

"The ground is cracking!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo felt bad, and immediately jumped away from there: "Old ghost, be careful!"

Ghost Douluo was still parrying Panlongjian's pursuit, and when he heard Ju Douluo's sound, he turned his head away from the place regardless of the sword mark on his arm.

Immediately after that, a column of magma fire several tens of feet erupted from the cracked ground.

The two Chrysanthemum ghosts shrank their pupils, but they were a little surprised. This move was too powerful, but luckily they avoided it in time.

Ma Hongjun, who was watching from not far away, suddenly yelled strangely: "Damn it, Teacher Mo's move is cool, and why is it so similar to my Phoenix Crying Sky Strike!"

"What you said is wrong. With Mr. Mo's scale, your Phoenix Roaring Strike can't even flatter a horse. I have heard that a son is like a father, but I have never heard that a father is like a son."

Oscar said with a smile on the side, seeing that Mr. Mo is pressing down on Chrysanthemum Ghost to fight with two people, he felt very happy.

"It's just a metaphor, do you understand the metaphor?"

Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes at Oscar, he knew all day long that we would be demolished, otherwise he would die.

"Don't quarrel, you two, take a good look!"

At this time, both of their heads were educated by fists.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, when did you come?"

Ma Hongjun asked doubtfully.

"Teacher Mo's speed is too fast, and Flender is flying, so I came a little slower."

Zao Wou-ki rubbed his head, couldn't he be in a hurry, of course he ran much slower on the ground, unlike Flender who has wings to fly, and Mo Cheng who can fly with a sword.

Bone Douluo on the other side looked at Mo Cheng's performance, and couldn't help but sighed: "This kid's strength has really improved rapidly, Lao Jian is now compared with this kid, what do you think?"

"I don't know, but I can also fight against those two now."

Jian Douluo shook his head slightly, but he was still more confident in his own strength.

At this time, on the wasteland, there was another party watching.

"Your Highness, this Mo Cheng's strength is so terrifying, it's even stronger than the combined efforts of the two Chrysanthemum Ghosts."

The two people standing behind Xue Qinghe said slightly.

"This is exactly what I want to see, and the joint strength of Ju Gui is more than that."

Xue Qinghe said with a slight smile.

Chapter 287 Fierce Battle

Mo Cheng held his sword and charged towards Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo.

"The chrysanthemum is broken, the ground is full of injuries, and the lovesickness is heartbroken!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't sit still and wait for death. A huge and gorgeous chrysanthemum rose high, and then exploded, scattering petals flying all over the sky.

Wherever Mo Cheng walked, flower petals fell.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

At the same moment, the petals exploded in an instant, and the huge aftermath forced Mo Cheng to give up his charge and keep retreating behind him.

Such a powerful explosion has affected many people.

"careful!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Dugu Bo immediately turned his martial spirit into his body, and the Green Snake Emperor protected Flender and the others.

After all, he was still injured, and he was not at his full strength. If he faced Ju Douluo's move, he might die immediately. Now it was just the aftermath, so he still dare not be careless.

On the other hand, it was much easier for the two sides to deal with each other. With a wave of Bone Douluo's hand, he resolved the aftermath. How about the mainland's number one defense system soul master?

"Grandpa Gu, my teacher should be fine."

Ning Rongrong was a little worried.

Bone Douluo shook his head, indicating that nothing will happen.

And Xue Qinghe blocked it easily.

Mo Cheng, who was at the center of the explosion, retreated in time, but still suffered some minor injuries.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Infinite Ghost Shadow Devour!"

Ghost Douluo released his strongest moves one after another.

The gate of hell rises, and countless wronged souls and ghosts pour out from it.

"Give me back my life!" "Give me back my life!"

They rushed towards Mo Cheng, one of them seemed to come out of hell, some were missing half of their heads, some were missing tongues, some were missing hands and feet, and Mo Cheng felt a little creepy.

Mo Cheng wiped out a group of people with his sword, but then another group came out from the gate of hell, as if they were endless.

"My ninth soul skill is connected to Huangquan Hell, from which endless resentful ghosts will come out, and the gate of hell will not be closed until you are killed."

Ghost Douluo smiled coldly and disdainfully.

Mo Cheng ignored it, and once again struck out with a sword, the sword was full of aura, and wiped out hundreds of resentful ghosts.

"Do you think you can kill all the endless ghosts in Huangquan Hell?"

Ghost Douluo continued: "If you want me to tell you, you should die obediently under my scythe, Jie Jie Jie!!"

"Martial Soul Real Body!"

Ghost Douluo laughed coldly, and then walked out from behind countless giant skeleton soldiers with a height of more than ten feet, and even himself turned into a Shura ghost.

"Soul Bone Technique! Senluo Ghost Domain!"

Ghost Douluo stretched out his hand to make a move, and countless innocent souls began to scream terribly, and the radius of several miles here turned into a real Senluo Hell.

Blood and skeletons are everywhere.

"vomit!"

As girls, Xiaowu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and the others naturally couldn't bear such a scene, and immediately vomited out.

The boys are all pale, even Flender is the same, maybe the ones who don't change their faces are people like Dugu Bo Jiandouluo.

Dugu Bo had poisoned bandit villages on a large scale before, and he had seen such devastated places full of pus.

Sword Douluo and others have also seen the battlefield.

"This old ghost is playing so perverted!"

Dolphin Douluo slightly complained, and then saw Xue Qinghe with a strange expression: "Your Highness, aren't you used to it?"

"Although I know that Ghost Douluo has a hole card, I just haven't really seen it. Now that I see it, it's no wonder that I can gain the trust of the Pope."

Xue Qinghe said slightly, then swallowed his saliva, forcefully suppressing his nausea.

Seeing this, Mo Cheng opened his delusion-breaking pupils, and everything in front of him was illusory.

Afterwards, the Qi of Tai Chi and Liang Yi began to diffuse from the body, turning into Yin and Yang, and began to change the surrounding environment.

"Field, I have it too."

Mo Cheng said slightly, the Taiji field opened, and the world changed again in an instant, and the Senluo Hell was covered by Yin and Yang.

Ghost Douluo's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that the opponent also had such a method, so his domain would be useless, after all his domain could only strengthen the strength of his own ghost soldiers and skeleton soldiers.

"Sword against Yin and Yang!"

Holding the Liangyi Sword and the Panlong Sword in his hands, he slashed out two sword qi, as if cutting the world into three sections.

The sword energy was everywhere, and all the ghosts along the road were annihilated under this powerful force, leaving only screams, and finally blocked by a portal of holy light, but the portal also exploded in response.

"Martial Soul Real Body!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo floated in the air, her whole body exuding a golden brilliance. To be honest, she really didn't fit in with the Senluo Hell she was in now, but it seemed to complement each other.

Flowers from the other side bloomed in hell, and the brilliant colors began to erode towards Mo Cheng's Tai Chi domain.

"Fa Xiangtiandi!"

Mo Cheng took a deep breath, and behind him was a solemn and solemn sword god. At this moment, Mo Cheng was bathed in white light, and his long gown looked chic and unrestrained, but also mighty and extraordinary.

"Sword God!"

I don't know why Jian Douluo saw Mo Cheng's heart of Dharma, and his heart throbbed a little, as if he was going to worship him. This made Jian Douluo couldn't help but think of what he had sensed at that time.

The sword god came to the world, but what does this have to do with Mo Cheng, it is impossible that Mo Cheng has already become the sword god by himself.

It was obvious that Sword Douluo would not believe it. One must know that it was only over a year since he had a sword fight with Mo Cheng last time. At that time, Mo Cheng was weaker than him, even a lot weaker.

It took more than a year to become a god. I really think that a god is a Chinese cabbage, and I can achieve it.

The Douluo Continent stretches so far, and only two or three gods have been born.

But Sword Douluo couldn't deny that Mo Cheng had nothing to do with Sword God: "Could it be that Mo Cheng has already started the God's Examination?"

This is the most possible possibility Sword Douluo can think of, and the degree of completion is not low, otherwise there would be no such means.

The gorgeous and colorful chrysanthemums, as well as the eerie ghosts, looked at Mo Cheng's unparalleled Dharma figure.