Douluo's Digimon Sign

Chapter 230 Dark Tornado Mountain

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On a dark and vast endless land.

The three of them knelt in front of a huge and vast mountain peak, which seemed to be able to pierce the sky, suddenly reached the limit, and even continued to go up, exuding an immortal and majestic momentum.

The huge mountain in front of me is composed of four colors, and each color represents a law, a complete world, spiraling up to the sky, like a tornado.

Therefore, this huge mountain is also called Dark Tornado Mountain.

He seems to have no top, everything he sees only occupies a part of it, everything is out of reach, like a chasm, and even more desperate.

The thick dark tide surged in and turned into hurricanes that swept over the Dark Tornado Mountain. Suddenly, the originally dimmed lines on the mountain flickered for a few times, as if the dark energy was absorbed, but they were quickly immersed in it, and then again. A few strong winds come and continue to flash, over and over again, and the cycle continues.

And a figure, standing on the top of Dark Tornado Mountain, seemed to be halfway up the mountain, and seemed to be standing in front of them. A huge and majestic voice spread, rumbling.

"Your soul-destroying plan this time really disgraced the practitioner."

He was wrapped in a black robe, making it impossible to see his face, even his figure, as if he had no form, like a cloud of black mist floating, extremely ethereal, but very real, "Lost the Flame Dragon Armor, and Let the commander-in-chief Tian Xingmeng die, and now the army has a lot of opinions on you. Not only will we lose a powerful combat force, but it will also completely wipe out thousands of Digimon in our army. How will it be restored!?"

Several figures kneeling in front of the dark tornado mountain didn't reply, didn't look up, just listened silently, as if they were speechless, and didn't seem to want to explain.

Defeat is defeat, death is death, these are things that cannot be changed.

Not to mention that their fate and lives are all in the hands of the person in front of them. If he likes it, forget it. If he doesn't, he will be punished, but he will never be sentenced to death.

Because Heijian also needs those who have inherited the power of the first generation of practitioners to increase the combat power of the Dark Legion, so there will be no worries about their lives in any case, but the pain of flesh and blood is not necessarily the case.

However, what surprised them was that the man in black robes in front of them turned his sword and said these words, "In order to make up for your mistakes, we have decided that you will be responsible for bringing the armor back. If it is completed, you Past mistakes will be forgotten, and you will be able to improve with the power of luck."

Suddenly, the black-robed man's voice paused, "But... I still need you to bring back the human who killed Commander Tianxing Meng."

"Even if I kill him, I must bring back his secrets and the power of destiny. This is the only thing we must not lose!"

"Yes!"

The figures kneeling on the ground lowered their heads and spoke respectfully.

"Sir, Commander-in-Chief Tianxing Meng is dead, but the Executor Army still needs a leader. Who should fill the vacant post of Commander-in-Chief?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in a moderate tone, as if asking about an ordinary matter.

Everyone turned around and saw a white-haired young man in black robes speaking calmly. His expression suddenly changed a bit, but he didn't say anything.

The black mist-like figure has no eyes, but it gives people the feeling that he is watching, and the speaker who is being watched has a flat face.

"As long as there is no harm to us, you can solve it yourself."

After the last word fell, the black-robed figure disappeared like a puff of smoke being blown away by a strong wind, without leaving any trace of existence.

Only the boundless darkness and the bone-piercing cold wind pass by, and the dark tornado mountain exudes an obscure and pitch-black luster, like an endless abyss, possessing a majestic momentum that completely swallows people up.

........

In the past few days, Mu Hua has been learning about various soul tools under the guidance of Chen Weixun, while Huo Yuhao went out to practice with two female classmates, Ju Zi and Ke Ke, which made Mu Hua a little lonely.

His progress in the soul guide has been rapid, and even He Caitou can't help but feel a pressure. In order to maintain his dignity and reputation as a senior brother, he has been working hard these days, forgetting to eat and sleep. It can be said that he is making continuous progress.

This day was another ordinary day. Mu Hua and Chu Mengyun walked side by side as usual, with helpless and worried faces on their faces.

According to the previous conversation between Chen Wei Xun and Chu Mengyun, the quirky, elegant and gentle woman next to him should be the fiancée of the contemporary Crown Prince of the Sun and Moon Empire.

And now that he has no conflict with his 'closeness', it will inevitably make the prince feel dissatisfied, and even jealous for a while, causing murderous intent, sending killers to crush him, this is also possible.

Being in a high position is not necessarily a broad-mindedness, but it may also be a narrow-mindedness that cannot tolerate a little sand. In the final analysis, it is just the most basic human desire.

"Junior brother, let me tell you about my younger brother..."

Chu Mengyun's smile bloomed like a flower, and her eyes were as bright as black pearls, with a touch of gentleness and a touch of playfulness.

However, at this moment, a respectful voice interrupted Chu Mengyun's words, "Long time no see, Miss Chu."

The voice sounded familiar, Mu Hua couldn't help but raise his eyes, and when he saw that familiar figure, his pupils couldn't help shrinking suddenly.

The facial features are as delicate as a woman's, she is wearing a black robe, her soft long hair is scattered around her shoulders, tied up with a bundle of hair, there is a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but her brows are full of femininity.

"Xu... Wuxin!?"

Mu Hua's words were filled with disbelief and a moment of sluggishness, and then a strong murderous aura surged in like a tide, and the surrounding space became a little stagnant.

He will never forget that it was Xuwu who made him experience despair for the first time and almost lost his companions. It was also him who once again reminded him of his powerlessness and wanted to protect everything, but he couldn't protect anything and was even protected. .

And all of this is brought about by emptiness!

He had thought that he would meet Xu Wuwu in the Sun Moon Empire, but he never expected that it would be so sudden, such an accident, and also so irresistible to his murderous intent!

"Oh? So it's you, Mu Hua. It's been a long time since we parted last time. You seem to have changed a lot. It seems that you have changed a lot in the six months since the end of the Soul Fighting Competition. Quite a few."

Xu Wuwu smiled faintly, but Mu Hua felt that smile was incomparably dazzling, and even the playfulness in his eyes challenged his soon-to-be-uncontrollable anger all the time.

Seeing this, Chu Mengyun at the side couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and puzzled, as if she didn't expect the hostility between the two to be so strong.

She looked to both sides and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but seeing the aura of the two facing each other, it made it difficult for her to speak, and she was even afraid that if she spoke, she would break the current deadlock, and the conflict would further erupt.

Her expression was a little flustered and bewildered, holding an ancient black leather book, like a lost lamb, very pitiful, but her expression was quite different from her current expression when she inadvertently glanced at Wu Wuwu, that kind of look, that kind of It seems that the cold air should not appear on this eccentric, elegant and gentle woman at all.

It's like an eccentric, graceful woman suddenly turned into a magnificent empress who is in charge of the world.

Xu Wuyi's eyes narrowed, his brows twitched slightly, and when he saw the slightest warning, he felt a chill in his heart, but just when he was about to say another provocative word and leave, a voice came again.

"Stop it, Xu Wuyi, I am here, how dare you act so arrogantly!?"

Mu Hua was stunned for a moment, Xun Wu's face twitched, and Chu Mengyun helplessly held her forehead and sighed.

My stupid brother, how did you come so well?

Xu Wuyi took a deep breath, then smiled again, looked at the person behind him, bowed his hands and said: "It turns out to be Young Master, since the end of the Soul Fighting Competition, we haven't seen each other for half a year, and we miss him very much."

"Don't get close to me."

Chu Pufan was wearing a green shirt, and his long hair was tied up by a crown. As he grew older, he gradually became more heroic.

Seeing Wu Wuwu, he immediately raised his head, his eyes showed a cold light, obviously he didn't have any good feelings for him.

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Wuyi shrugged, his tone helpless and indifferent, "As you can see, I just came to say hello, but it is an unexpected surprise to meet the young Marquis today."

"Of course, I also admire the young master, because with my strength, I can't see through your cultivation, or you are too tolerant, and you haven't broken through to the Fourth Ring Soul Sect after three years, which is really embarrassing." I admire you."

Xuwu smiled and cupped his hands towards Chu Pufan. However, in his eyes, it represented provocation and teasing!

"you......"

Just as Chu Pufan was about to retort, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly sneered: "There, there, I am not as tolerant as you. I believe that you didn't use it at all in the last Soul Fighting Contest, Senior Wuwu!" With all your strength, wouldn't it be easy for you, a soul emperor or even a higher level, to beat three soul masters?"

"It must be to instruct them well, so you didn't use your full strength. After all, for you, if you want to win the victory, you just need to have hands?"

Chu Pufan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Wuyi with a half-smiling look.

"you!"

Xu Wuwu immediately became angry, isn't this flattering and killing him, as the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall, he doesn't care, but what is his identity?

The executive officer of the Demon Legion, in charge of law enforcement tasks, has an extremely lofty status. What's more, he is also a mysterious person, only one step away from the perfect body, and his true combat power has reached the Contra level.

And the age is unimaginably high, he can be called an ancestor figure, how can he be so bullied by a junior!

"Okay... Since Mr. Marquis is so sure, how about I show it to you myself!?"

Xu Wuyi smiled angrily, and a powerful aura swept over the sky, as if wrapping the entire corridor in darkness.

"Okay, I can't ask for it!"

Chu Pufan was full of fighting spirit, his eyes burst into light, and he was not afraid. At the same time, he flipped his palm, and a bomb appeared.

However, just when they were confronting each other and were on the verge of firing, a soft shout sounded.

"Have you guys had enough trouble!?"