Douluo Super Saiyan Legend

"As expected of a Saiyan, he is still so strong after being suppressed by the laws of heaven." The black figure in the dust said slowly.

"Oh, you are indeed not a light-hearted person. I have noticed you a long time ago, but I have been reluctant to talk to you."

"I didn't expect you to follow me all the way here." He didn't have much objection to the sudden appearance of the mysterious man Wu Kong.

What's more, it's the desire and excitement for fighting, knowing the Saiyans and knowing the laws of heaven.

The person in front of me is definitely a time traveler and has not escaped, but so what if he is a time traveler?

Goku doesn't believe his system can evolve anything more powerful than the Super Saiyan bloodline.

Judging from the aura he just exuded, the other party is most likely of the same race as himself.

The proud fighting nation in the universe.

"I didn't expect to meet the same kind of people in such a place where birds don't poop..." Wukong patted the scattered dust on his body and said to the man in black opposite.

"Same kind of people?"

"Ha...that's right, I finally met someone of the same kind." The man in black said with a bitter smile.

The voice was filled with endless vicissitudes of life, as if he had experienced a lot.

"But..." The surrounding dust slowly dispersed, and the masked figure of the man in black completely appeared in front of Wukong's eyes.

"The people I like to kill the most are the same kind of people! Take the attack!" The man moved, and layers of black energy came out of his right hand.

One handle has a skull on the top, and a huge scimitar extends from the skull's mouth. A curved handle about two meters long extends from the lower end of the entire weapon.

It looks very much like the reaping scythe of the Western God of Death.

It's just that the evil aura on it is even stronger.

The man in black was very fast, and under the cover of Wukong's sight, he gradually figured out his soul ring.

Black black black black black! Five pitch black ten thousand year soul rings.

The traveler from the other side is a five-ring soul king, but why have I never seen him before? Haven't even heard of it.

According to the power and scale of Wuhun Palace covering the entire Douluo Continent, it is impossible to find this peerless genius.

Either he was not from this continent, or he was hiding on purpose and never appeared.

Faced with the endless crescent-shaped sickle slashes of the man in black, Wukong did not dare to neglect, and quickly assumed a fighting posture and turned on the explosive mode.

The Golden Cudgel Wuhun in his hand quickly became thicker and extended to two meters long.

"Why does that stick look so familiar?" The man in black expected that Wukong's martial spirit felt very familiar, but suddenly he couldn't name it.

"Oh, I remembered. Isn't this Monkey King's golden cudgel? Did you actually get this thing?"

"But what about the golden hoop? This is just a ruler used by Dayu to measure the depth of the sea."

"My Death Scythe is a serious dark and evil attack weapon." The man in black was very confident about his martial spirit.

"That's not necessarily the case!" Wukong took time to reply to the man in black while dodging.

"Although this is just an inconspicuous stick to the prehistoric world, for Sun Dasheng, it is the most convenient weapon in the world."

"What kind of weapon will play a corresponding role in the hands of a certain person." Wukong rotated the golden cudgel several times, as if he was looking for a point of exertion.

tread!

His two feet immediately stepped hard to completely fix his body.

With a strong force of his arm, he threw out the energy impact that the Golden Cudgel had accumulated for a long time.

It happened to collide with the crescent-shaped slash that the Death Scythe was throwing wildly, and offset each other's destructive power.

"Little trick!" Wukong roared angrily, and his feet suddenly exerted force, causing the ground to collapse in all directions.

The whole person was like a cannonball, holding the golden hoop and hitting the man in black directly.

"We are both Saiyans, do you think I will be afraid of you?" The man in black blocked the Death God sword in front of him.

It seemed like he was performing some kind of soul skill.

"The second soul skill, Thousand Ghost Scythe!" The body of the man in black instantly turned into nothingness and was divided into several small energy people, almost as big as an arm.

The body shape turned into nothingness, further strengthening the defense of the man in black, but because the body became smaller and divided into several parts, the power must have also decreased along with it.

The many black energy men as big as arms quickly slashed at Wukong with sickles in their hands.

"The void soul skill! It's hard to deal with this kind of soul skill." There was a trace of bitterness in Wukong's eyes. In the past few years, when he fought against Ghost Douluo, he had been annoyed by his void ability. But now, the man in front of him is really a loser. Which pot should I pick up?

"However, the void soul skill has its weaknesses..."

"It took me a whole year to find the way to conquer this soul skill." Wukong smiled.

"Qingtian Destruction Strike!" Second, the black soul ring slowly lit up, and the golden hoop was imbued with purple power of destruction.

According to the attribute bonus of the second soul skill, Wukong's physical fitness immediately improved a lot.

He rotated the golden cudgel in his hand at high speed and dropped it quickly.

He raised his head and saw countless small energy beings transformed by the man in black flying towards him. Wukong knew that if he didn't take it seriously this time, he would definitely die.

The man in front of him really had murderous intentions towards him.

"This is the way to crack the void soul skill!"

"Use a power stronger than him! Or find the true body among the various clones!" Wukong's eyes were fixed and his teeth were clenched.

"The golden cudgel gets bigger!" The colorful stick in his hand quickly grew longer and larger until it could cover the path of the man in black.

"Die!" Wukong used his arms to blast the huge golden cudgel directly into the group of small black energy people.

One of the small black energy people seemed to have a very high intelligence. He abandoned the other small energy people very quickly and avoided the bombardment of the huge golden hoop.

The destructive power brought by the colorful golden hoop quickly wiped out all the clones of the little black energy man.

The last black energy began to slowly gather until it flew into the body of the little energy man who flew out in advance.

The short human body began to become huge, and the short sickle in his hand began to become ferocious.

The whole process took less than three seconds for the man in black to fully recover.

"Okay, it's the first time in the past few years that I've cracked this soul skill."

"Of course it can only be the last one!" The man in black quickly gave up the black sickle in his hand and took it back into his body.

Shuangquan grasped it like this, his energy sank into his Dantian, and he turned on the explosive energy mode. However, the aura emitted was not white, but black and purple.

"It seems that you can also use the power of qi, so we can fight at the same level."

"Okay, I have nothing to do today, so I'll just play with you first, but if you want to leave, you don't have to think about it anymore."

"Jesus can't keep you, I'm telling you." Wukong's eyes were fierce, he quickly retracted the golden cudgel in his hand, and assumed a fighting posture, the white aura on his body became more and more fierce.

At this moment, the Saiyan blood in the two of them was like a tsunami, with turbulent waves. \u003c!--over--\u003e