Chapter 809 Deploy the world, summon the spirit of the plane!
"Hahaha."
The Emperor of the Abyss laughed wildly at the other end of the crack.
"Human beings, you haven't realized the seriousness of the problem."
"March, after three months, it will be your death, and it will also be the time when all spirits will die, and Douluo will return to me, the emperor of the abyss."
"If you have the guts, you can jump in and try it now."
While speaking, the space cracks slowly healed under the influence of the abyss emperor.
Until the last glint of his eyes disappeared before everyone's eyes.
When the space crack disappeared, the west coast of Douluo Continent returned to calm, and the tide gradually subsided.
The wind in the sky and the earth is gradually weakening.
The energy of the explosion is also gradually calming down.
But the cracked ground and dark ravines exist there, showing that a shocking battle has just been experienced here.
The human coalition forces are quiet here, and the atmosphere is very strange.
I don't know whether to be sad or celebrate.
Logically speaking, this war was won.
United as one, the momentum is like a rainbow.
Without their help, Luo Yu determined the world in one fell swoop and blocked the abyss plane.
Forcing the emperor of the abyss to devour all his clansmen, he was able to escape with his life.
If the other party hadn't fled back to the abyss, it would have been perfect.
After listening to the arrogant remarks of the Abyss Emperor just now, it cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.
Because the other party seems to be too confident.
Moreover, the already tyrannical emperor of the abyss has integrated the origins of more than seventy great emperors, plus the power of all the abyss.
Is that something Luo Yu can contend against alone?
After all, no matter how strong Luo Yu is, he is still only one person, while the opposite is the fusion of the power of a whole plane.
Everyone couldn't help worrying.
At this time, a woman's cold voice sounded.
"What are you all doing down there?"
"Brother Yu retreated from the abyss by himself, shouldn't we celebrate?"
"If there is no brother Yu, I am afraid that Douluo Dalu will be wiped out today and become a paradise for those dirty creatures."
It was the female Pope Bibi Dong who spoke.
At this moment, Qian Renxue also stood up, and her beautiful eyes scanned her surroundings.
"Yeah, what are you afraid of? As long as we are united as one and show our strength, why not live or die?"
"We women are not afraid of death, but if you don't believe me, you old men are still afraid." Ayin and sisters also walked out together.
At this time, Jian Douluo, who had been a sword fanatic and crazy about swords all his life, stepped out.
He stabbed the long sword to the ground.
Kneel on one knee, clenched a fist with one hand, and hammered it on his chest.
The voice is sonorous and powerful.
"I, Sword Dao Chenxin, thank the leader for protecting the common people and saving the common people!"
In his whole life, he never knelt to the sky or the ground. He only had the Seven Killing Sword in his eyes, and only the endless way of the sword.
However, Luo Yu completely convinced him.
Whether it is the way of the sword or the act of protecting the common people.
As soon as this remark came out, it possessed inexplicable rendering power, and the figures knelt down, their eyes full of respect and sincerity.
"We, thank the leader for his kindness!"
The voice was loud and undulating.
The roar made the sea water vibrate and excited.
Luo Yu looked at the figures and familiar faces below.
The state of mind caused waves.
What is the purpose of his hard work?
For the sake of freedom?
For power?
No, from the very beginning, he had only one purpose in his cultivation, to protect everything he wanted to protect.
Never let any crisis hurt anything or anyone you care about.
Today, he did.
In the future, he will do it too.
Because, protection is his way, which belongs to the way he pursued by Luo Yu.
Luo Yu pressed his big hand in the void.
"Get up."
All stood up, staring at the man above the sky.
"Everyone, go back to recuperate. After three months, I will handle the matter of the abyss."
There are no bold words, no promises, and no touching words.
It's just a sentence, I'll handle it.
But it seems to have some kind of inexplicable power, full of power.
At this moment, I don't know how many people were touched, and their eyes were shining brightly, looking at the young man above the sky.
The beautiful Guoshi and Meidi were speechless for a long time.
Is this... the responsibility of a man?
Facing such a frenzied and powerful enemy, how strong is the heart to speak such plain words.
The coalition forces who were terrified of March later calmed down.
If Luo Yu said something hoarse and said that he would fight to the end, it might not bring them such peace of mind.
But the man's faint tone seemed to be talking about family matters.
But it calmed down their restlessness.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with emotion.
Although he is only a young man, he does not show his emotions and anger, does not mess up in affairs, does not get surprised by honor or disgrace, and shows the demeanor of a king.
This kind of genius, let alone Douluo Wannian, has never been seen once in tens of thousands of years.
Geniuses are hard to find, and kings are even harder to find.
Peerless talent, inner sage and outer king are hard to find in the world.
However, in this era, Luo Yu appeared.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head again and again, sighed and said: "It's over, I'm old, I'm old."
At this time, Bone Douluo couldn't help but said:
"Sovereign, can you compare when you were young?"
Ning Fengzhi choked suddenly, and his face turned pale.
smiled awkwardly:
"Old dust?"
"You compare me with this kid?"
"What's the comparison, he is so strong in every way."
…
Half a month has passed since the Great War, and rumors of Abyss coveting the Douluo Plane have also spread among the people.
From the emperor and dignitaries, down to the traffickers and pawns.
They all know about Luo Yu's deeds, and they all know that Luo Yu protected the common people with his own strength.
Countless regions have spontaneously invited the best sculptors to carve out a statue of Luo Yu according to the portrait, with star-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes, handsome and not like a mortal.
While Luo Yu, who was far away in the Wuhun Hall, felt an invisible force coming from all sides of the world.
into his body.
Although his strength has not increased, his affinity for heaven and earth continues to rise.
The ten golden dragons also became brighter and brighter.
Luo Yu couldn't help clicking his tongue.
The power of luck can be improved again?
The power of luck he possesses now, I am afraid that he is the first person to create the world in Douluo Continent.
He is now in the secret room and has dispersed everyone.
Because of one thing I've always wanted to do, now the time is right.
In the past half a month, he has consolidated the hidden wounds left by that battle, and even perfected the flaws of the soul-searching secret technique many times. Now it can be regarded as a complete cultivation success.
He took out the thing that Gu Yuena banned the Rakshasa God.
Exercise the formula, and the spiritual power penetrates into it.
"Shua!"
He entered another dark world, the space was empty, but eight pillars stood there.
And the illusory soul of Rakshasa God was entangled in chains.
Locked in the center of the eight pillars, unable to move.
The God of Rakshasa has been tortured beyond human appearance.
Hearing the movement, he immediately looked up, showing evil spirits in his eyes.
"It's you, it's you."
"Where is that woman, where is that woman?"
Luo Yu slowly walked up to him.
"Snapped!"
With a slap, he slapped Rakshasa directly.
"Be honest, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you..."
(end of this chapter)
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