Peerless War God

This scene was indescribably terrifying and strange. Even Dou Heng was so scared that his back broke out in cold sweat.    

This legendary dead spirit cultivator was far more difficult to deal with and more terrifying than he had expected.    

"Today, I don't believe that I can't kill you. Come again, Gale Meteorite Kill."    

Seeing such a scene, even Dou Heng was enraged. It was as if this death spirit cultivator was mocking him. It was simply unbearable.    

With a thought, the spell in his hand flickered. Suddenly, several flying blades turned back again. He launched a series of killing attacks at the death spirit cultivator, forming a terrifying space of wind blades. Back and forth. Shuttling and cutting, he completely enveloped the Death Spirit Warrior within.    

Puah! Puah! Puah!    

The sound of the air being torn could be heard without end. Under Dou Heng's efforts, the death spirit cultivator was finally pierced through until he was riddled with holes, scattering in all directions.    

"Hehe, that's all. It's no big deal, erm..."    

Suddenly, Dou Heng's words were blocked halfway. He stopped and swallowed them back.    

He saw that the Death Spirit Warrior who had been defeated by the Wind Blade attack had actually regrouped and returned to his original state. It seemed that he was not injured at all. In other words, Dou Heng's attack was completely ineffective.    

"How could this be?"    

For a moment, even someone like Dou Heng, who was a vicious and merciless family member, felt a little fearful and afraid.    

The more difficult it was to understand something, the more terrifying it was.    

"Could it be that the legends are actually true?" Suddenly, Dou Heng seemed to have thought of something and his expression turned extremely ugly.    

He didn't know much about Death Spirit Masters, and he had only seen a few words in ancient books. At that time, he didn't really take them to heart.    

But there was one thing that he remembered very clearly.    

It was that these death spirits were formed by the soul after death and had long become monsters that only acted based on instinct. They had no relation to when they were alive, and they were completely terrifying existences that had mutated. Moreover, magic power could not cause any harm to them.    

There were only two ways to kill this kind of death spirit cultivator. One was to wait for the death spirit cultivator to disperse on his own. As time passed, the soul energy of the death spirit cultivator would be lost bit by bit, and eventually disappear completely.    

However, no one knew how long this process would last. Dou Heng did not dare to take the risk at all.    

Besides, the death spirit cultivator in front of him had been chasing him for so long, but he didn't seem to show any signs of scattering on his own. This method probably wouldn't work.    

Other than that, there was only one method left.    

It was a soul attack.    

"According to the ancient books, soul attacks can cause great damage to dead spirits. Maybe I can give it a try."    

Dou Heng made up his mind and was about to take action.    

Right in front of his eyes, seeing death spirits gather together, a pair of grey eyes emitted a terrifying aura of death and despair, and suddenly stared at Dou Heng.    

Obviously, although Dou Heng's attack could not really hurt it, it had greatly angered it.    

"Roar! Intruder, die!"    

"Roar! Intruder, die!"    

"Roar! Intruder, die!"    

From the mouth of the Death Spirit Warrior that was formed by the fog, he roared. His voice was extremely sharp and terrifying, shaking Dou Heng's head until it swelled.    

Immediately, Dou Heng's expression changed drastically, and he said, "Not good, this is a soul attack. Quickly retreat."    

As soon as the Death Spirit Warrior's sound wave attack was released, a series of invisible ripples appeared in the air, crazily attacking Dou Heng's head. It felt like someone was holding a long spear and fiercely stabbing at his head.    

He felt extremely uncomfortable, and even a little terrifying.    

Completely subconsciously, Dou Heng hurriedly retreated and pulled away the distance between him and the death spirit cultivator.    

However, the death spirit cultivator seemed to have completely locked onto him. No matter how Dou Heng fled, giving him no chance to dodge, he crazily chased after him.    

Moreover, because this death spirit cultivator was in the form of a grey fog, he wasn't a solid entity. He could actually completely ignore all kinds of obstacles in the terrain, and his flying speed was even faster. His speed was very shocking.    

As a result, even Dou Heng, who had the strength of a middle-stage Tribulation Transcender, didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. He had to clench his teeth and use all his strength in order to barely be able to run in front of him. He would not be caught by this terrifying death spirit cultivator.    

This death spirit cultivator's body was condensed from the terrifying death energy. If it touched it slightly and got contaminated, it would be incomparably fatal to a Tribulation Transcender. It was comparable to the most poisonous poison of time.    

"This death energy is too terrifying. I absolutely can't touch it in the slightest. Otherwise, I'll be finished." Dou Heng gritted his teeth and fled frantically.    

Behind him, the Death Spirit Warrior chased after him, enjoying himself.    

Dou Heng felt extremely aggrieved. Ever since he had achieved success in his cultivation, he had never been so cowardly. After thinking for a while, he felt that he should try to fight back.    

"Hmph, I don't want to take my surname anymore. How about you try this move of mine?"    

Spiritual Shock!    

Dou Heng made up his mind and condensed a powerful soul power. He turned it into a sharp blade and fiercely stabbed toward the pursuing death spirit cultivator.    

Puff!    

This spiritual attack hit the death spirit cultivator. The death spirit cultivator's eyes shook and his body suddenly stopped. He shook slightly, as if he could not stand stably. He actually stopped where he was.    

The spiritual attack had worked.    

However, Dou Heng did not have the time to be happy at all. In the next moment, his face turned black. He felt that his consciousness seemed to have entered a grayish place. It was all grey and full of despair and terror.    

The grayish land, the gray sky, the gray river, everything was gray. Everything was deathly silent, without any signs of life.    

The only thing that had a bit of color was himself. Dou Heng subconsciously lowered his head to look at his body. He saw that his white soul body had started to be polluted bit by bit.    

The strange gray existence began to invade his soul body bit by bit. From his feet to his feet, it started to turn gray bit by bit, becoming dead silent.    

For a moment, Dou Heng's eyes widened as his pupils contracted crazily. He was extremely afraid.    

"Where is this? What is going on? How did I become like this? No, this isn't me. I'm still in the ruins of the island. I'm Dou Heng, I want to live. Ah ~"    

After experiencing the initial state of confusion, Dou Heng quickly regained his senses. He also realized that what was in front of him was just an illusion.    

However, this illusion was too realistic and terrifying. It made people feel the terror of death at close range. This was an unprecedented feeling.    

- The content came from [Migu Reading]