Chapter 258 He is going to self-destruct, so give up and stay away
Jiang Ming looked at Netherworld Thunder Douluo who was constantly approaching him, his eyes flashed.
Quietly, Jiang Ming had completed the integration with Xiao Ling and Xiao Huang beside him, and the Sky-Qing Spear appeared in his hand again.
The next moment, Underworld Thunder Douluo cast out a big net. This big net also carried the aura of Underworld Thunder Douluo’s martial spirit. The rich evil power covered the big net and shrouded Jiang Ming. go.
Eighth level soul guide, a dragnet!
There seems to be some soul-suppressing effect on the Tianluo Di Net, and the newly-increased soul power fluctuations in Jiang Ming's body were actually suppressed.
"As I said, the attribute energy of your underworld thunder cannot be used here."
The Wind and Thunder Suppressing Prison Beast roared, and the underworld thunder aura attached to the Tianluo Earth Network, even those The evil breath has also been stripped away!
At the same time, Rong Rong, who was sitting on Jiang Ming's shoulder, hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand.
Pieces of petals flew out from her hands, turning into small light beings in the air, directly pulling away the dragnet that covered them.
Jiang Ming gripped the sky-lifting spear tightly, united his body and spear, and struck suddenly! The tip of the spear pointed directly at Ming Lei Douluo's heart!
Underworld Thunder Douluo's face was still ashen at this moment. He couldn't understand it at all, he really couldn't understand it!
The martial soul is stripped away, and even the energy attached to the soul guide is eliminated. What exactly is this method? !
Even a super Douluo shouldn’t have such a method!
“Buried!”
Jiang Ming thrust out his spear, hitting the heart of Netherworld Douluo with a powerful blow comparable to that of a Titled Douluo.
However, another light mask appeared from him.
"Invincible Shield?!"
Jiang Ming frowned, feeling the indestructible feeling coming from the tip of the gun, and he felt a bit like a toothache.
The ninth-level soul master is really rich!
In just a moment, the ninth-level soul guidance shield, the ninth-level invincible shield!
Two life-saving trump cards!
I'm afraid the Super Douluo is here, and it will take some effort to kill this guy.
However, this is nothing to Jiang Ming.
“Come on, come on, keep on attacking with saturated firepower!”
"I want to see how many level nine life-saving soul tools you have on your body!"
The elves nodded, light, darkness, ice, fire, wind, earth, and even the ones in charge of life. The little spirits all gave a symbolic move.
Unsurprisingly, this precious disposable nine-level invincible shield was broken again.
Jiang Ming looked at the broken invincible shield, and his heart ached a little.
"You said, why don't you just let me kill you? You have to do this, two ninth-level soul tools! Just broken like this! What a pity!"
Jiang Ming said with a frown and regret.
Underworld Thunder Douluo felt a surge of heat coming out of his back, and his old eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
Is this human language? !
Let me kill you directly?
Do you want to hear what you are talking about? !
Suddenly, Underworld Thunder Douluo felt an extremely sharp light burst out from under his feet.
The power of this light is actually comparable to a strike from a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse!
Underworld Thunder Douluo took out a level eight invincible shield to resist.
He no longer has the ninth-level invincible shield, and he is not the leader of Mingde Hall!
The eighth-level invincible shield is no better than the ninth-level invincible shield, but it also blocked the light for a moment!
Dark Thunder Douluo dodged most of his body, but his right hand holding the Dark Thunder Sword was cut off.
Underworld Thunder Douluo wanted to get back the Underworld Thunder Sword, but an earthy figure moved faster than him!
In an instant, the Dark Thunder Sword disappeared and reappeared in Jiang Ming's hands.
“You!”
Seeing this scene, Dark Thunder Douluo was enveloped in a deep sense of powerlessness, and he didn’t even care about his right hand that was bleeding continuously.
All the ninth-level soul tools are gone, and the martial soul and soul skills cannot be used. What else does he have now?
A certain death!
"What are you doing? This Dark Thunder Sword looks pretty good. It's a level 9 soul guide. You're not bad at it." Jiang Ming played with the Dark Thunder Sword in his hand and glanced at his right hand, which was still firing. The bloody Underworld Thunder Douluo said softly.
Netherworld Thunder Douluo's body was constantly trembling. He never expected that his dignified title Douluo, a ninth-level soul master, would fall to this level!
"Who the hell are you!!!"
He roared almost desperately.
He did not remember that he had ever provoked such a powerful person, who had two hundred thousand year soul rings and could easily ban his own martial soul. Even this place was extremely weird!
“Who am I.”
Jiang Ming held the Dark Thunder Sword in his hand and walked towards the Dark Thunder Douluo step by step.
"I wonder if you remember, where are Jiang He and Chen Rou?"
Every time Jiang Ming took a step, his eyes became colder.
"Jiang He? Chen Rou?"
Underworld Thunder Douluo was stunned. He had no impression of these two names at all!
"Can't remember? That's right. You are now a Titled Douluo. You are used to being around Mingdu. You must have forgotten about the battle in Qingshui City twenty years ago."
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Jiang Ming sneered and then stabbed with his sword.
The location is still in my heart!
"Twenty years ago? Qingshui City?"
Underworld Thunder Douluo seemed to have thought of something, and his confused eyes gradually became sober.
“Are they the mayor and his wife of Qingshui City?!”
He suddenly remembered that twenty years ago, when he led the Sun Moon Empire's army on a mission, he killed the city lord and his wife of Qingshui City.
He remembered that the couple were also soul saints!
Twenty years later, are there still people who want to avenge them, or are they still strong men with such tyrannical methods?
"Just remember it. I have given you twenty more years of life. Now, go to hell!"
After saying that, a golden light flashed in Jiang Ming's eyes, and terrifying power entered the underworld. Among the thunder swords, one sword pierced into the chest of Ming Lei Douluo.
Netherworld Thunder Douluo did not resist. In fact, in his current state, he could not resist this attack that was comparable to the level of a titled Douluo.
“It turns out, it’s because of them.”
Blood flowed from the corner of Ming Lei Douluo’s mouth. He grabbed the Ming Lei Sword that had pierced his chest with his left hand that was still intact, and murmured softly.
“They said it before they died.”
Netherworld Thunder Douluo’s voice was very weak, and Jiang Ming could not hear it clearly.
He came closer, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by Dark Thunder Douluo.
“Die with me!”
Underworld Thunder Douluo, who was already very weak, turned red and looked crazy, and there was an extremely terrifying power rioting in his body. !
“Self-destruction?”
Jiang Ming shook his head, a little disappointed.
"If you plan to die with me through this, then I can only say that you are thinking too much."
The next moment, Jiang Ming, who was tightly held by Netherworld Thunder Douluo, disappeared out of thin air!
Underworld Thunder Douluo was dumbfounded. Why did this disappear?
"Get over, give up, give up, it's going to explode, don't get hurt by accident, stay away and look."
Jiang Ming's voice suddenly appeared again.
However, when he appeared this time, he was already hundreds of meters away! He even pulled his Dark Thunder Sword out of his body.
(End of this chapter)