BSI Chapter 100 The Place of Inheritance
Chapter 100 The Place of Inheritance
Chapter 100 The Place of Inheritance
"One sword cuts through the world!" Jiang Siming held the Juexian Sword and the Luxian Sword, pushing the God of Killing and the evil spirit to the extreme, releasing this only offensive soul skill.
The sword energy tore the earth as if it was going to cut through space, splitting a Soul Saint who wanted to launch a sneak attack on Sword Douluo into two.
The sudden influx of sword energy also stunned the masters of the Spirit Hall, giving Jian Douluo a chance to catch his breath.
"You old fool, I didn't expect you would be so embarrassed!" Jiang Siming laughed and came to Jian Douluo.
"Jiang boy, you look down on me. Let me show you the true power of the Seven Kill Sword!" Jian Douluo also said with a big laugh, and the huge shadow of the Seven Kill Sword broke through the sky.
"Boy, give me some time!" Jian Douluo shouted at Jiang Siming. The shadow of the Seven Killing Sword became more and more solid, as if it was about to become a real divine sword.
"Come on! You bastards!" Jiang Siming roared, swinging the Juexian Sword and the Luxian Sword non-stop. Dozens of sword energies that had been condensed in his dantian for months were swung out one after another.
"Quick, quick! Stop him!" Everyone in the Spirit Hall shouted hurriedly as they felt the increasingly strong energy field around Jian Douluo.
Countless soul skills were thrown at Jian Douluo as if they were not consumed.
"The Great Sword Song!" Jiang Siming's eyes were bloodshot, as if the whole world had turned into a battlefield of killing.
All the figures and soul skills that wanted to rush towards Jian Douluo were blocked by the bloody Shura in front of him.
"Puff" Jiang Siming tried his best to resist the attack that was close to his limit. If he had not already had an impenetrable body, he would have died of exhaustion. He didn't know how much blood he had vomited. He couldn't tell whether the clothes were soaked with sweat or blood. There was only a bloody color in front of him.
"Come on!" Jiang Siming roared. After all, Jiang Siming did not dare to use all his strength to activate the Great Light Sword Song, and still maintained the last bit of his rationality.
"Kill him!" shouted a Soul Douluo from the Spirit Hall.
Dozens of energy waves of various colors rushed towards Jiang Siming from all directions.
When the light gathered, apart from the burst of dazzling white light, the soul masters present could no longer see Jiang Siming's specific condition.
"Jiang boy!" Jian Douluo looked at the huge ball of energy in front of him and didn't believe that a level 40 Soul Sect could survive such an attack.
The Seven Killing Sword has already solidified, and the huge energy fluctuations in the air make the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall present feel oppressed.
"Die!" The huge Seven Killing Sword was not proportional to Jian Douluo's tiny body, but it was swinging quickly. Every time it swung, it took away the name of a spirit master of the Spirit Hall. The title of the strongest attacking Douluo was well-deserved.
On the other side, there was a battle between Titled Douluo.
"Tang Hao!" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and said. She never thought that even she, a total of nine Title Douluo, could not do anything to the iron tower man in front of her. After all, these people could not really work for her. Tang Hao's desperate fighting style suppressed the Spirit Hall side with his momentum alone.
"Hahaha! You're still a little short of killing me!" Tang Hao said domineeringly. Even though the blood had already stained his worn-out clothes on his chest, he was still unrestrained. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was full of blood.
Because of the strengthening pill given by Jiang Siming, Tang Hao's internal injuries have now been completely recovered, and his soul power has even been increased by one level, which is much stronger than in the original book.
At this time, Tang Hao and the Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall were in a stalemate for a while. No matter how powerful Tang Hao was, he could only barely tie with the opponent, and even fell into a disadvantage. In the long run, he would inevitably be defeated.
But Bibi Dong couldn't delay it any longer. She felt the powerful aura that erupted from Sword Douluo and the Soul Douluo and Soul Saints that she had worked so hard to train fall one by one. She was extremely angry.
Jiang Siming's side.
The huge energy ball had disappeared, and a layer of strange purple light enveloped the unconscious Jiang Siming. The evil hook had been released at some point, and it seemed to be moving in a regular rhythm, which looked extremely strange.
"Where is this?" Jiang Siming looked at the purple surroundings, as if he was in a space with no end. His body, which should have been covered with scars, did not even have a trace of blood.
Just when he thought he was about to be killed, the evil hook suddenly moved, and an extremely powerful and strange force corroded his entire body, causing him to fall into a coma.
"This is the place of my inheritance. To be precise, your consciousness has come to the place of my inheritance!" A cold voice sounded from nowhere.
Jiang Siming was shocked and his body subconsciously tensed up and he took a defensive stance.
"Could this be the place where the evil god is passed down? Ideology, is this a dream?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but think in his heart. After all, it should be the evil god hook that brought him to this place. The evil god hook already contains a part of the evil god's power, so this makes sense.
"You need power now, don't you? Accept my inheritance, and I can lend you power to kill them all!" The cold voice came again, tempting Jiang Siming.
"Send me back!" Jiang Siming ignored the voice. Because of the system task, it was impossible for Jiang Siming to become a god through inheritance.
The cold voice seemed to fall into silence. He did not expect Jiang Siming to refuse his request.
After a long time, Jiang Siming's body began to disappear bit by bit until it became transparent.
Two figures slowly emerged within the purple space.
They were the two figures, one black and one white, that appeared in Xie Yuan’s mysterious space.
"Send him back like this? Aren't you afraid that he will die?" said the man in white robe with a smile.
"You seem very happy! It's already an exception to let him come here!" The cold voice just now was made by the man in black robe. At this moment, he was looking at the smiling white-haired man with some dissatisfaction.
"Compared to the last time I saw him, his body has become more perfect. The power in his body is enough for him to become a new god. With his talent, he may even become the strongest god. It won't be difficult for him to accept your rejection." The man in white robe said with a smile.
"Hmph! The new god's power is too weak. We can't wait any longer! He was also born in Douluo Continent. He cannot escape the imprint of the laws. When a crisis arises, we are destined to face it together." The man in black robe still spoke coldly, but seemed to be a little helpless.
"Who knows? I hope my premonition is wrong! But why is it getting stronger?" The man in white robe suddenly stopped smiling.
An eerie silence permeated the purple space.
Wuhun City, in front of the Pope's Palace.
The purple light curtain around Jiang Siming gradually disappeared, and Jiang Siming woke up again. Jian Douluo and Tang Hao were fighting with a group of Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall, not allowing them to get close to Jiang Siming.
When the two saw the purple light curtain around Jiang Siming disappear, they immediately wanted to take Jiang Siming away.
"go!"
"Chase! Leave them behind!" Bibi Dong looked deeply at Jiang Siming, who was held by Tang Hao, and was determined to kill him. Because at that moment, Bibi Dong felt the power that also came from God.
(End of this chapter)