Chapter 809 Arrange the world and summon the spirits of the planes!
"Hahaha."
The Emperor of the Abyss laughed wildly on the other side of the rift.
"Human, you haven't realized the seriousness of the problem."
"March, after three months, it will be your death, and it will also be the moment when all souls will be extinguished, and Douluo will return to me, the Abyss Emperor."
"If you have the guts, you can jump in now and give it a try."
As he spoke, the space cracks slowly healed under the influence of the Abyss Emperor.
Until the last trace of his eyes disappeared from everyone's eyes.
When the space crack disappeared, the west coast of Douluo Continent returned to calm, and the waves gradually subsided.
The strong winds in the sky and below are gradually weakening.
The energy of the explosion is also gradually calming down.
But the shattered ground and dark ravines still existed there, indicating that a terrifying battle had just taken place here.
The human coalition forces were quiet here, and the atmosphere was very strange.
I don't know whether to be sad or to celebrate.
Logically speaking, this war was won.
With all the people united, the momentum is like a rainbow.
Without their help, Luo Yu was able to control the situation in one fell swoop and block the abyss plane.
The Emperor of the Abyss was forced to devour all his kin before he could escape with his life.
If the other party hadn't escaped back into the abyss, it would have been completely perfect.
After hearing the arrogant remarks of the Abyss Emperor just now, it cast a shadow on everyone's hearts.
Because the other party seems to be too confident.
Moreover, the already powerful Emperor of the Abyss merged the origins of more than seventy great emperors, plus all the power of the Abyss.
Is that something Luo Yu can contend with on his own?
After all, no matter how strong Luo Yu is, he is only one person, and opposite him is the power of an entire plane fused together.
Everyone couldn't help but become worried.
At this time, a woman's cold voice sounded.
"What are you doing there with your heads down?"
"Brother Yu defeated the abyss by himself, shouldn't we celebrate?"
"If it weren't for Brother Yu, I'm afraid Douluo Continent would be wiped out today and become a paradise for those dirty creatures."
It was the female Pope Bibi Dong who spoke.
At this time, Qian Renxue also stood up and glanced around with her beautiful eyes.
"Yes, what are you afraid of? As long as we are united as one and maintain our backbone, it doesn't matter if we live, and there is no need to fear death."
"We women are not afraid of death. I don't believe you gentlemen are still afraid." Sister A Yin also walked out together.
At this time, Sword Douluo, who has been a sword fanatic, crazy about swords, and passionate about swords all his life, walked out.
He thrust his sword into the ground.
Kneel down on one knee, make a fist with one hand, and hit it on your chest.
The sound is sonorous and powerful.
"I, Sword Dao Chenxin, thank the Alliance Leader for protecting the common people and saving the people!"
Throughout his life, he never kneeled to the sky or the ground. In his eyes, there was only one Seven Kills Sword and endless swordsmanship.
However, Luo Yu completely convinced him.
Whether it is the way of swordsmanship or the act of protecting the common people.
As soon as these words came out, they had an inexplicable power of rendering. Figures knelt down one after another, their eyes full of respect and sincerity.
"We, thank you, Alliance Leader, for your great kindness!"
The sound was loud and continuous.
The roar made the sea water vibrate with excitement.
Luo Yu looked at the figures and familiar faces below.
My mood stirred up.
Why is he practicing so hard?
For pleasure?
For power?
No, from the beginning, he had only one purpose in practicing, to protect everything he wanted to protect.
Never let any crisis hurt anything or anyone you care about.
Today, he did it.
In the future, he will do it too.
Because, protection is his way, and it belongs to the avenue he pursues, Luo Yu.
Luo Yu pressed his big hand in the void.
"Get up."
Everyone stood up and stared at the man high in the sky.
"Everyone, go back and recuperate. After three months, I will handle matters in the abyss."
There were no grand words, no promises, and no touching words.
Just a sentence, I will handle it.
But it seems to have some inexplicable power and is full of power.
At this moment, I don't know how many people were touched, and their eyes were shining brightly as they looked at the young man high in the sky.
The beautiful Imperial Master and Charming Emperor were speechless for a long time.
Is this...a man's responsibility?
Facing such a crazy and powerful enemy, how strong one must be to say such plain words.
The coalition forces, who were originally panicked about what happened after March, calmed down.
If Luo Yu had said anything about shouting at the top of his lungs or fighting to the death, he might not have been able to bring them such peace of mind.
But the man's calm tone sounded like he was talking about homely matters.
But it calmed down their restlessness.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were full of emotion.
Although he is only a young man, his joy and anger are not revealed, he handles things without chaos, he is not surprised by honor and disgrace, and he shows the style of a king.
This kind of genius has never been seen in tens of millions of years, let alone Douluo.
Geniuses are hard to find, and kings are even harder to find.
He is extremely talented, a sage on the inside and a king on the outside, and is even more difficult to find in the world.
However, in this era, Luo Yu appeared.
Ning Fengzhi shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "It's over, I'm old, I'm old."
At this time, Bone Douluo couldn't help but said:
"Sect Master, when you were young, could you compare with me?"
Ning Fengzhi was choked immediately, and his face turned the color of pig liver.
He smiled awkwardly and said:
"Old Chen?"
"You compare me to this kid?"
"How can we compare? He is incomparably stronger in every aspect."
…
Half a month has passed since the war, and the news that Abyss covets the Douluo plane has spread among the people.
They range from emperors and dignitaries to peddlers and pawns.
Everyone knows about Luo Yu's deeds, and everyone knows that Luo Yu protected the people by his own efforts.
Countless regions have voluntarily invited the best carvers to carve out statues of Luo Yu according to his portrait. His starry eyebrows and eyes are bright, and he is as handsome as a mortal.
Luo Yu, who was far away in Wuhun Palace, felt invisible forces coming from all over 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 more and more dazzling.
Luo Yu couldn't help but click his tongue.
Can the power of luck be improved again?
The power of destiny he possesses now is probably the most powerful person in the Douluo Continent.
He is now in the secret room and has dispersed everyone.
Because there is something I have always wanted to do, and now the time is ripe.
In the past half month, he had consolidated the hidden wounds left after that battle, and had perfected the shortcomings of the soul-searching secret technique many times. Now he has completely mastered it.
He took out the object that Gu Yuena banned from the Rakshasa God.
Use the formula and explore it with spiritual power.
"Whoosh!"
He entered another dark world. The space was empty, but there were eight pillars standing there.
And the illusory soul of the Rakshasa God is entangled in chains.
Locked in the center of eight pillars, unable to move.
The Rakshasa God has been tortured beyond human form.
Hearing the movement, he immediately looked up, with eyes like a ghost.
"It's you, it's you."
"Where is that woman? Where is that woman?"
Luo Yu slowly walked up to him.
"Snapped!"
He threw it out and gave the Rakshasa God a big slap in the face.
"Be honest, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you..."
(End of chapter)
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