In an instant, endless dazzling white light flooded the entire earth, and along with the unimaginable shock waves and roaring sounds, everyone even forgot to think for a moment, and everything was filled with that terrifying attack.
After the smoke and dust cleared, a sinkhole, or a huge bottomless abyss, suddenly appeared at the feet of Madara's Susanoo giant, and all the surrounding Soul Master were completely wiped out, leaving not even a trace.
"This boy's strength is really too terrifying!" Tai Tan raised his arms to block the bullet-like rocks coming from someone, and after seeing the scene clearly, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart. Fortunately, Madara was not their enemy.
"I didn't expect you to actually come!" Blood Rain Douluo, wearing a blood-red feather cloak that was very similar to Madara in style, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips and murmured to himself.
"Of course I'm here to take your life!" Madara said nothing, Susanoo pulled out four long knives and slashed at the Blood Rain Douluo in front of him mercilessly. In an instant, four blue waterfalls as high as the sky rushed away.
Blood Rain Douluo didn't dare to be careless when he saw this scene. His whole body turned into countless bat monsters and ran away screaming to avoid the blow.
"Where are you going?" Madara was not idle inside Susanoo. At the same time, Hand Seals opened his mouth and said Great Fire Annihilation, sweeping away like a wave towards the fleeing Blood Bat.
Many bats were roasted in an instant and then fell weakly from the sky, but more of them fled to the distance and reunited together, showing the figure of Blood Rain Douluo.
"Martial Soul Avatar, open it for me!" Blood Rain Douluo was able to stay in City of Slaughter for so long. It was obvious that he was not a vegetarian. As soon as he showed his figure, he opened his own Martial Soul Avatar without hesitation.
In an instant, all the pores in his body poured out blood like a flood, which far exceeded the amount of tens of millions of people. Finally, it aggregated and transformed into a scarlet demon.
"Isn't it just because you are bigger than me? Now let's see who is bigger?" Xue and Douluo said with a strange smile between the blood-colored demon's eyebrows.
That's right, Martial Soul Avatar's body shape has surpassed the ordinary state of Susanoo, and is a lot taller than Madara, just like a strong man with a heavy back and a heavy waist, looking at a young man with evil intentions.
This is obviously abnormal, and Blood Rain Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar is full of all kinds of petty atmosphere. You can vaguely see wailing figures struggling to stretch out their arms and heads from the bloody Martial Soul Avatar, but they are pulled back again and look painful Kunai.
Needless to say, this must be another secret technique created by that group of Evil Soul Masters, but I don't know how many people have to be sacrificed to gather such a huge amount of blood.
"Hahahaha! Blood Roar! Die!" The resentment suppressed by Madara made Xueyu extremely violent. Now he finally got the chance to take revenge. How could he not be excited?
The endless blood-colored waves surged toward Madara's Susanoo, which was quite unstoppable. It was obvious that the blood jade Douluo had done enough to deal with Madara.
"Do you think you can stop me like this?" Madara snorted disdainfully, and slashed away with several more sword rays, instantly cutting these defenseless waves of blood into several sections.
But even though the blood wave was almost crushed, it still continued unabated and fell on Susanoo.
Hiss!
For a moment, it was as if ice cubes were placed on a red-hot iron plate, and there was an instant hiss of evaporation.
An incredible scene happened. The moment the blood touched Susanoo, it melted in without any hindrance, making the original blue color extremely dirty. It looked like a gem-like blue crystal with grains of sand growing all over it.
Madara sensed in an instant that the contaminated part had completely lost contact, which made his mood gradually become gloomy.
This is obviously someone's game. The arrangements have been made in advance and you are invited to join us!
Otherwise, a mere Blood Rain Douluo wouldn't be able to stop Madara at all, and even these secret techniques are not something ordinary people can possess.
Currently, there are only two forces that can possess these evil and secret arts. One is City of Slaughter, which has nothing to say but can be said to be the hometown of Evil Soul Masters. It is not surprising that there are those things.
The other one is Spirit Hall. As the dominant force in the mainland, they hunt Evil Soul Masters all year round. They will definitely treasure all kinds of secret techniques without saying a word. It is really good to use them to deal with Madara at this time.
In fact, there is another possibility, that is, the people from City of Slaughter have united with the Spirit Hall. If this is the case, it would be really bad.
One party represents Angel God, and the other party represents the famous Asura God. The two parties were allies even ten thousand years ago, so cooperation at this time can be said to be a thing of the past.
In fact, what Madara expected was quite correct. City of Slaughter did cooperate with the Spirit Hall. The only difference is that City of Slaughter does not represent Asura God but Rakshasa God!
A few days ago, Spirit Hall Papal Basilica King of Slaughter was still dressed in the same outfit, as if he had not changed clothes in decades. The sound of footsteps slowly stepping into it seemed extremely abrupt in the silence of the Pope's Palace.
"You're finally here! It's been so long!" Bibi Dong was sitting on the papal throne, holding her scepter tightly in her hand, staring at the figure with burning eyes, and said with her lips slightly opened.
"It's been a long time! City of Slaughter's God of Death!" Facing the Pope who can be said to be at the top of the continent, King of Slaughter still spoke without any pretense, without even a perfunctory etiquette.
"Then do you think I should call you Nine-Headed Bat King? Or should I call you Tang Chen?" Bibi Dong looked at King of Slaughter's strong body with interest and asked with an inexplicable meaning in his voice.
"Then should I call you the Pope under Angel God? Or the next Rakshasa God?" King of Slaughter did not answer, but raised his eyebrows and asked the same question.
"Hahaha, your Excellency is really good at talking!" Bibi Dong laughed. For a moment, he was so amazed that even the flowers were eclipsed. Then a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes. "What do you think?"
"In that case, let's talk about our cooperation!" King of Slaughter's eyes showed endless blood red, and he grinned slightly, revealing two sharp fangs in his mouth, like a vampire.
Bibi Dong slowly spit out these six words: "Kill Uchiha Madara!" The same words were read out in King of Slaughter's mouth in unison.
"I want to unify the continent, and that old man will not be able to stop me sooner or later! But Uchiha Madara is really a variable. He created Ninjutsu Sect in just a few years and already caused me a lot of trouble!" Bibi Dong slowly stated his reasons. After finishing speaking, his eyes stared at King of Slaughter as if to see what he was going to say.
"You should also know about my situation! It was not selfish when I promised you that Rakshasa God would interfere with Tang Chen to take over Asura God. Asura God's position must be mine!" The eyes of King of Slaughter or the nine-headed blood-red Bat King released a light of terrifying ambition.