The strongest body of Douluo Douluo

But suddenly, the devouring power of the black sickle spirit suddenly turned towards the ten evil spirit masters. The black scythe martial spirit intends to swallow the death energy from the evil soul master.

They are evil soul masters who use the evil abilities attached to their martial souls to kill and thereby improve themselves.

This also causes them to have death energy attached to them, and this death energy will not only not help them improve their cultivation, but will actually affect them.

The black scythe spirit swallows up their death energy, which will not only prevent their cultivation level from declining, but will also benefit them.

The Seventh Ring Evil Soul Master paused for a second, and then immediately reacted.

"Relax your bodies and let the Holy Son suck away our death energy. It will be of great help to us."

The other nine evil spirit masters immediately relaxed their bodies and allowed the black scythe spirit to absorb the death energy remaining in their bodies.

What a terrifying amount! Tang Buzi exclaimed in his heart.

The amount of death energy remaining in the bodies of these ten evil soul masters has almost reached the amount of this city.

After devouring the death energy from the ten evil spirit masters, Tang Buzi successfully broke through to level .

"Thank you, Holy Son"

The ten evil soul masters clearly felt the changes in their bodies, and they all half-knelt in front of Tang Bushi, with ecstasy in their voices. The remaining death energy in their bodies has always been a problem for evil soul masters. Now that Tang Buzi has solved it, they are naturally overjoyed.

But will the black scythe spirit really absorb their death energy for no reason?

Even the ten of them didn't sense it, and they felt a sense of surrender to Tang Bushit in their hearts.

At this moment, Tang Bushi could slightly sense the power of the black sickle spirit.

It seems that he can control the ten evil soul masters in front of him, but this ability is still too weak at the moment. The other party may break free before he can control it, and then his situation will become worse...

"No need to do that, I just need it."

A ray of light appeared in the sky, shining into this city transformed into hell.

"It's time for us to set off"

Possessed by Beipu's martial spirit, Tang Bushi and Cao Yutian sat on Beipu's back and set off in the direction of the Secret Spirit Sect.

"Are you leaving the Tiandou Empire?" Tang Bushi couldn't help but ask.

"Holy Son, our Holy Religion will not belong to any empire. But in the two empires, there are branches of the Holy Religion. When the Holy Son meets the Holy Lord, he will know that he has the power to dispatch branches. Once the Holy Son encounters trouble in the two empires, these branches can be asked to provide support."

Ever since Beipu felt a sense of surrender to Tang BuSai, his attitude toward Tang BuSi had undergone subtle changes. And this subtle change will become more and more obvious over time.

"Branches? There are actually branches," Tang Bushi exclaimed in his heart.

It seems that the development of the Esoteric Sect is not bad, and they actually have branches belonging to them in both empires.

During the flight, Tang Bushi suddenly felt the breath of death coming towards his face. The temperature around him dropped several times in an instant, and a gloomy coldness came over him.

Fear, anger, cowardice...a series of negative elements filled this space, affecting Tang Bushi all the time.

"This is where?"

Tang Bushi found himself in a strange place.

Everything nearby has changed. It seems to be in a forest, but this forest has no life at all. It is completely eerie and cold.

Even the trees on the ground give people a sense of horror. The tree holes in the trees are of different sizes. From the appearance, they look like wailing human heads.

Looking down from above, it looks like a group of heads are crying, sending out resentment that reaches the sky.

"The Holy Cult is in front of you. The Howling Tree is below, which will emit negative elements, so be extra careful. If a person with a weak will enters it, he will become a madman within a moment," Beipu reminded.

There is a large clearing in front of the forest, and there is an oval building in the clearing. I don't know what special material it is made of, but the pure white material looks like... bones.

The environment here made Tang Bushi feel uncomfortable, but at the same time it conveyed a very comfortable feeling.

When Beipu brought Tang Bushit and Cao Yutian to the front of the building, two soul masters wearing white robes appeared in front of Beipu.

They communicated in a strange language.

After the exchange, the two white-robed soul masters looked at Tang Bushit with humility in their eyes. Kneeling on his knees in front of Tang Bushi, he was exercising the highest etiquette of the Esoteric Sect.

"Holy Son, let's go, the Holy Lord is inside."

The nine evil soul masters did not advance, only Beipu led Tang Bushit forward.

"Holy Son, your servants may not enter"

Tang Bushi couldn't help but hesitate a little. He was actually a little worried about Cao Yutian. Beipu seemed to notice Tang Bushit's worries and said:

"Please rest assured, Holy Son, we will ensure his safety."

Cao Yutian's special eyes signaled to Tang Bushi not to worry about him.

Now that we're all here, it's impossible not to go in.

Tang Bushi followed Beipu into it. The negative elements inside were dozens of times greater than outside. These negative elements kept affecting Tang Bushi, and Tang Bushi had to use thousands of exercises to resist these negative elements.

Slowly entering the depths, a strange feeling kept stirring Tang Bushi's second martial spirit.

Under the influence, the black sickle martial spirit appeared on Tang Bushi's right hand.

Beipu stopped immediately when he saw the appearance of Tang Bushi's black scythe martial spirit.

"Holy Son, I can no longer follow you."

"it is good"

Tang Buzi vaguely guessed that it was related to his martial spirit. Now that without Beipu's leadership, Tang Buzi could only rely on himself.

But Tang Buzi walked for half an hour and still hadn't seen the end point.

Tang Bushi noticed something was wrong and looked at the black scythe spirit in his hand. After absorbing a large amount of death energy, the black scythe spirit became as long as an arm.

The soul power was injected into the black scythe spirit. Tang Bushi took hold of the black scythe spirit and struck forward fiercely.

"呲"

With this blow, a new space appeared in front of him.

Tang Bushi stepped into this space.

There was an altar in front of Tang Busheng, which occupied most of the space. The pure white altar exudes a gloomy atmosphere, and there is a blood pool in the middle of the altar. The blood in the blood pool does not know what kind of creature it is, but it emits astonishing fluctuations in soul power.

There was a person standing on the altar, an old man with white hair, a long white beard hanging down to the front of the old man's abdomen, wearing a gray robe, and he looked kind.

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