Become a God in Douluo

Ji Li was intimidated by Yun Bing's aura at this time, but he still stuck out his tongue to fight back, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

The movement of the body also seems to be restricted by something, very slow.

Yun Bing's eyes were still indifferent, and the Baixuan sword filled with blue and white light was directly facing Ji Li's tongue!

In the next moment, the Heaven and Earth Sword Style sliced ​​through Ji Li's tongue, and cut it vertically from his face!

Immediately, a line of blood spread vertically downward from the brows of Geely's triangular head. Under the sluggish and shocked eyes of the audience and the teams, the blood spurted out, and Geely's body suddenly split into two halves and fell to the sides!

Ji Li, the evil soul emperor of the sixth ring, just died, and the referee Zheng Zhan was also in a daze, and the entire competition field was completely silent!

Waiting in the battle zone, Ning Tian and the others were shocked and silent.

Dai Huabin clenched his fists, looked at the indifferent figure on the ring, and muttered, "Didn't you use all your strength when training us...?"

Jiang Nannan's eyes sparkled brightly.

In the rest area, Xian Lin'er looked strange, looked at the calm-faced Mu Lao and asked, "Did you already know Yun Bing's true strength?"

With relief in his eyes, Mr. Mu shook his head, "No, but I'm afraid this is not the full strength of this little guy like Yun Bing..."

"Could it not be, isn't this the full strength of the Emperor of Soul Slaying?" Xian Lin'er exclaimed in surprise.

Elder Mu glanced at Xian Lin'er and said, "It's time for you to practice your eyesight, Lin'er. Yun Bing has just stepped into the deep realm of the unity of heaven and man, and has used combat skills that can attract the blessings of heaven and earth. And with the blessing of the white long sword and broken feathers, otherwise it would not be so easy to kill that evil soul master."

"Um... I know, but it's just a sword in the eyes of ordinary audiences!" Xian Lin'er said.

Elder Mu stopped talking.

I'm afraid there is something wrong with Lin'er's brain circuit.

On the other side of the Tang Sect, Bei Bei and Huo Yuhao looked at each other, and smiled wryly one after another, Yun Bing is too good at hiding.

Xiao Xiao sighed: "I shouldn't worry about this pervert!"

The frenzy on Ji Juechen's face became more intense, and his eyes seemed to be full of the image of Yun Bing's sword just now. If this was not a competition, Ji Juechen would have rushed to challenge Yun Bing.

On the rostrum, the brows under the black robe of the national teacher frowned slightly, Yun Bing greatly exceeded his expectations!

On the ring, Yun Bing said to Zheng Zhan indifferently: "Referee, we can proceed to the next round."

After Yun Bing's reminder, Zheng Zhan finally came to his senses. After removing the two halves of Ji Li's body, he announced, "Shrek Yun Bing won the first individual match. The Holy Spirit sect will send out a second player."

In the rest area, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, who was sitting behind the Holy Spirit Sect, stood up with a gloomy expression, moving his lips towards the waiting area, wanting to say something.

At this time, Xuedi snorted coldly.

Immediately, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng felt as if he had been hit hard, and his body was covered with a layer of frost!

A glimmer of haze flashed in Zhang Peng's eyes, who is this woman? !

On the Holy Spirit Sect's side, a team member stood up and stepped onto the stage in a flash.

This person was tall, more than two meters tall, and looked very slender. The black robe hung on him like a rag bag.

After he walked to the middle of the ring, Zheng Zhan said, "Both sides share the same name."

"Holy Spirit Sect, Wang Zhixue."

Wang Zhixue's voice was a little hoarse, a little cold, and even a little weird.

"Shrek Academy, Yun Bing."

"Both sides retreat." Zheng Zhan said after Yun Bing finished saying his name.

Yun Bing turned his head immediately, and at the moment he turned around, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he felt that Wang Zhixue is a soul sage through the fluctuation of life!

The eyes of the audience are full of anticipation. Evil soul masters are unwelcome, hated and even hated by most people! They hope that Shrek can win and kill a few more evil soul masters!

After the two sides took their positions, Zheng Zhan immediately said: "The match begins!"

As the sound fell, the black robe on Wang Zhixue of the Holy Spirit Sect suddenly shattered, revealing a face like a skeleton.

A dark flame appeared in front of Wang Zhixue's chest, and then circles of soul rings rose up, a total of seven circles, the best match!

The appearance of this young evil soul sage shocked the teams!

Deep in Yun Bing's eyes was also serious.

Suddenly, Wang Zhixue's first soul skill came on, and the black flame on his chest began to split, but what split out was a dawson white flame, like the color of a bone!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of paths split up! But after the dark white flame appeared, the temperature on the ring did not rise at all, it was still dropping sharply!

Suddenly, there was a cry of a baby, and the source was that Dawson's white flame, a flame, a baby, a life! Thousands of flames, thousands of babies, and the cries of thousands of different babies resounded in the ears of Yun Bing and Zheng Zhan! That is the cry of pain!

Immediately, Zheng Zhan's scalp went numb, and he cursed inwardly: Damn the evil soul master! How many babies were killed!

In the rest area, Old Mu's eyes were radiant with cold light, and his smooth jade-like palm slapped the armrest of the wheelchair fiercely. In an instant, the golden tree was turned into a wheelchair and turned into powder!

"Bastard!"

The majestic coercion immediately enveloped the entire arena, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng let out a muffled snort, the blood light on his body flickered, but he still took two steps back!

At this time, a faint voice came from nowhere, and only Mu Lao was in the rest area.

"Mun, do you want to start a war here? You can try!"

Elder Mu let out a breath, put away his coercion, and sat on the sofa with Xian Lin'er's support. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, he is old after all...

Tang Sect, Huo Yuhao cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

Others can't hear the voice in the ring, so how can he who has mental detection not hear it?

Under the sharing of mental detection, Beibei and the others could also hear clearly, their eyes bursting with anger!

Anger flashed across Yun Bing's eyes, and after taking a deep breath, he calmed down!

The unity of man and nature has been broken, and the crying of thousands of dead babies has directly affected the world of the ring! This also made Yun Bing less powerful attack methods!

Yun Bing, Wang Zhixue's martial soul, has already recognized it. It's called Soul Devouring Fire, which devours souls and refines them to improve himself!

His first soul skill is called the Fire of the Dead Infant, and the soul of a baby is this pale white fire of the Dead Infant! What is the use? The effect is to burn the soul! A ball of fire of dead babies is just one attack, and it must be replenished after it is used up. God knows how many babies this Wang Zhixue killed!

Yun Bing's complexion turned cold, and the icy blue halo spread around Yun Bing, forming an extremely frosty and cold wind field in a blink of an eye!

Do not use physical attacks to deal with the fire of dead babies, otherwise you are courting death!

The moment Yun Bing opened his domain, Wang Zhixue also moved. He stretched out his hand and directed the fires of dead babies to attack Yun Bing!