Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Luoxia Peak.

Located outside the Star Dou Great Forest, it belongs to the jurisdiction of the Heaven Dou Empire.

There is no one inhabited in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Because there is another name for this place, Ten Thousand Poison Swamp.

Every time when the morning sun rises, in conjunction with the colorful poisonous mist, an illusory mountain will be formed in the sky where the swamp is located.

Although it is an empty castle, it is beautiful, a rare beauty in the world.

Moreover, only on August every year, the Sunset Peak will appear.

There is even a legend that more than five hundred years ago, there was an older generation Contra who was stuck at level 89 for many years. He had been in seclusion for many years and practiced hard for three years, but he could not find the bottleneck to break through.

Helpless, I had no choice but to leave the customs and travel the world, hoping to find that slight opportunity.

One day, I was accidentally attracted by a colorful sacred deer, and followed it all the way to the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp. That day happened to be the eighth day of the eighth month of the year...

We just happened to catch up with the castle in the sky in Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, Luoxia Peak.

Around the Luoxia Peak, there are colorful lights, colorful fallen flowers, and gorgeous colors. Sometimes the glow shines out from it and shines directly into the sky.

The whole mountain is in nine colors, not like anything in the world.

With just one glance, the strong man broke through in place.

After three years of seclusion, the bottleneck that could not be touched was instantly broken through with just one glance, and it was a matter of course.

With one glance, a Titled Douluo was created.

Of course, not many people believe the legend, and most people think it is just rumors and nonsense.

Or, it's just some idle and idle people in the world, talking nonsense while drinking and tea.

However, just a hundred years ago, right here, in this scene, a powerful Titled Douluo was once again created.

There seems to be only one step between level 89 Soul Douluo and level 90 Title Douluo, but in fact, this step is like a divine punishment.

Since ancient times, countless level 89 Contra masters have never been able to take that simple step throughout their lives until their death.

A hundred years ago, it was also in the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, Luoxia Peak.

This place, this feeling, this scene.

With a glance, he once again became a titled Douluo powerhouse.

As a result, Luoxia Peak became famous all over the world.

The title Douluo powerhouse a hundred years ago is still alive today.

He is the Wuhun Hall, the Hall of Enshrinement, and is currently the second enshrinement.

Two powerful soul Douluo masters found the right path here, broke through the title Douluo, became the top powerhouses in the world, and truly despised all the heroes in the world.

Therefore, the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp and Luoxia Peak were once again shrouded in a veil of mystery.

So far, Luoxia Peak has become famous all over the world.

Since then, every eighth day of the eighth lunar month, many strong men from all over the mainland will come here one after another.

One year, only once.

Things are rare and expensive, and their reputation spreads far and wide, so every year on August , there will be many soul masters who come from thousands of miles away, just to see the wonders of this world.

Because the poisonous mist is extremely powerful, even the soul emperor, as long as he touches a little bit, his whole body will rot and die within a stick of incense, and finally turn into a dense white bone.

I can only watch from a distance.

Of course, those above the Contra realm are immune to the poisonous mist.

And today, it is the eighth day of August every year.

Outside the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, at this moment, the genius is dimly lit, and it is still dark, but many strong people have already gathered.

There are as many as six strong men in the Contra realm.

There are more powerhouses in other realms.

Looking around, there are about a thousand people.

On the mainland, soul masters are only one in ten thousand, and those who have cultivated to a higher level are even rarer.

Thousands of people can no longer be underestimated.

"Look, the sun is starting to rise!"

"It's really exciting!"

"That's right, I don't know what is so magical about Luoxia Peak that it can become two titled Douluo powerhouses, and I don't know if I can see my own chance this time and be enlightened."

"You have a good idea. This place is very strange. It seems that there is a chance, only Contra can understand it. You are only in the realm of Soul Sage, but you came too early."

"Hey, what brother said is reasonable, but in fact, I just came here to have a good eye first."

"Same reason, same reason..."

……

Seeing the faint glimmer of the morning sun, many people began to talk about it.

"Look, the foot of Luoxia Peak has appeared!"

As the sun gradually rises, the Sunset Summit slowly appears. From the foot of the mountain, it gradually climbs up, bit by bit in the void, revealing its true face.

Outside the Ten Thousand Poison Swamps, thousands of people were all staring at the phantom in the sky, looking forward to the moment when Sunset Cloud Peak truly and fully revealed itself.

Because, in just a moment, the mountain peaks will gradually disappear again.

So, enlightenment at a glance.

one eye, two eyes...

One session, two sessions...

Finally halfway up the mountain... almost to the top!

Everyone held their breath.

But at this moment, tap~tap~tap~

There was the sound of neat hooves.

The ground still felt a slight vibration, and the surrounding trees were also shaking.

"Who is so ignorant that you want to ruin my good deeds at this time!"

A lone Contra cultivator with a bad temper, finally couldn't take it anymore, turned around and shouted angrily.

However, the next moment, he felt his throat was a little dry and uncomfortable.

That flag... is the Spirit Hall!

day!

There are tens of thousands of people, at least tens of thousands, and they are all heavy armored cavalry.

There are countless strong men floating in the sky.

One, two, three, there are actually three Title Douluo!

Contra, there are as many as ten!

This is the rhythm of planning to turn the world upside down.

That is...the Pope of Wuhun Palace, Qian Xunji!

Why did he come in person?

The Contra Loose Cultivator hastily cupped his hands to salute, "I have seen His Majesty the Pope, but I didn't know His Majesty was coming, so I just said something in a panic. I have offended you so much, and I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

Qian Xunji stood in the air, holding a scepter in his hand, and his imperial robe fluttering.

But he turned a blind eye to the casual cultivator Contra.

It's just that his eyes quietly turned to the forest of the ten thousand poisonous swamp, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"It turned out to be Wuhundian, with such a large-scale march, I'm afraid something big will happen here..."

"Since the Pope is here in person, there must be something important. I won't disturb you, so I'll leave now."

The casual cultivator cupped his hands and wanted to turn around and leave.

At that time, drastic changes occurred.

In the sky, Chihiro Ji lightly leaned on the scepter in his hand, a white light flashed out, and then disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared before.

Even, among the people present, except for the three titled Douluo enshrined, no one saw this beam of white light appear.

The power of angels is so pure and colorless that it is difficult for ordinary people to detect it.

This scepter is an artifact of the Spirit Hall, which came from the God Realm.

Comes with soul skill: [Nine Wings Instant Kill]

No one without a titled Douluo is invincible!

Thousands of soul masters quickly dispersed, leaving no one behind.

When all the people left, the Contra Loose Cultivator who was still holding hands in the salute turned into a white light and dispersed.

The real ashes.

Leave no trace