People Are Writing Diaries In Douluo, And The Goddess Is Going Crazy

Although the villagers were extremely reluctant to let Ayin go, especially Aunt Shen and her son Daniu, they refused to let her leave at all costs.

But Ayin still packed up her things and followed Zhao Ling to leave the village where she had lived for some years.

For this reason, Da Niu was furious and wanted to fight with Zhao Ling with a carrying pole. Faced with the carrying pole that he was swinging with great force, Zhao Ling didn't even have the desire to stretch out his hand to block it, and the carrying pole was broken by the reaction force alone.

Not only that, the horrible reaction force dislocated Da Niu's hands on the spot, and blood was dripping from the knuckles. Seeing that Zhao Ling looked fine, Da Niu knelt on the ground in doubt of his life.

It was only then that everyone realized that the fool from outside the village was actually a soul master with unfathomable strength.

For the people in their small village, a great soul master of level 20 is already unattainable, not to mention that the soul power of this idiot from another village may be far more than level 20.

This made them feel uneasy, fearing that Zhao Ling would become furious and kill them all.

Obviously, Zhao Ling did not choose to do so. On the one hand, he wanted to show his tolerance and generosity in front of A Yin. After all, the people in this village had taken care of A Yin for so long, and even if they had no credit, they had worked hard.

On the other hand, these villagers were too weak. Apart from A Yin, there wasn't even a great soul master at level 20 in the entire village, which did not arouse any interest from Zhao Ling.

Ah Yin was very happy that Zhao Ling did not make a fuss with the villagers. She had heard that those Titled Douluo masters had very strange tempers and might kill someone if they disagreed with them.

But now seeing Zhao Ling's gentleness and elegance, she felt that she had not made a mistake in choosing him. This man was indeed a good person.

While Ah Yin was daydreaming at this moment, Zhao Ling checked the previous diary reward. It was a new martial spirit, the Death Scythe. The image looked very creepy. The whole sickle was more than two meters long, and the blade emitted a crimson light.

There is a strange skull at the top of the long handle. The strange skull seems to be showing a weird smile. Even Zhao Ling himself felt creepy when he saw it.

Moreover, based on the strength of the innate soul power of the Death Scythe, it actually reached the level of innate soul power level 20, which is no less than the six-winged angel spirit awakened by Qian Renxue in the original work.

Zhao Ling did not expect that the system would actually give him a new martial soul, and this new martial soul seemed to be super powerful, even compared with his original Netherworld Demon Suppression Tower.

He was looking forward to it. After he had completed all the spirit rings of the Death Scythe, he would look so majestic when he stood in front of others.

However, although I have the martial soul, it is not so easy to get soul rings. If I want each one to be more than 100,000 years old, I'm afraid I can only think of ways to go to the deep sea.

Zhao Ling shook his head, forgetting the question of what kind of spirit rings the Death Scythe would need in the future. He glanced at Ah Yin who followed him away, and suddenly felt refreshed.

Originally, he thought it would not be an easy task to kidnap Yin, but he did not expect that such a pleasing super beauty would actually follow him on the road to Soto City. It was so wonderful.

Time goes back to a few hours ago. Bibi Dong, who had been traveling on the road for two days in a carriage, suddenly saw an update to her diary. She raised her eyebrows and opened the copy of the diary with her mind.

Looking at the latest updated content above, she curled her lips. It seems that Zhao Ling finally got what he wanted and kidnapped the woman named A Yin, and is now heading towards Soto City.

It seems that it won't be long before she will meet them. Bibi Dong is looking forward to it. She doesn't know what this guy named Zhao Ling looks like. He shouldn't be too bad, right?

If she was really ugly, wouldn't that be embarrassing? But I don't think so. Isn't that woman named Yin pretty? How could she be abducted by that guy?

Of course, what she wanted to know most was not what Zhao Ling looked like, but what her future fate would be.

Zhao Ling had never pointed it out, only saying that her fate would be to fall in love with that guy named Yu Xiaogang, and then fall out with her teacher, and eventually fall into an endless abyss.

Based on her opinion of her teacher, even if she had a falling out with the teacher, he would not target her. He would just lock her up for a while, and when she realized her mistake, the teacher would let her go.

How could she be completely evil and fall into the abyss of depravity? She really wanted to get the answer from Zhao Ling. Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's eyes became blurred.

The Soto City Fighting Spirit Arena was crowded with people at this time. Countless men and women were watching the life-and-death fight with fanatical eyes. It was a fight that decided both victory and defeat and life and death.

The battle situation was extremely tense. In this life-and-death arena, only the winner had the qualification to continue living, while the loser did not even have the qualification to live.

"Ouch... The fourth soul skill, Wind Wolf Claw! Die!" The contestant, whose eyes were already red from fighting, used his strongest soul skill.

His opponent also showed a ferocious look on his face, and also used his strongest soul skill "the fourth soul skill, the magic ape smashing the mountain..."

Suddenly, the two killing-crazed Soul Sect members rushed towards each other angrily. Now they were covered in wounds and no longer cared about anything. They just wanted to kill the other with one blow.

As for whether they would die at the hands of the other party, they no longer cared about that. The two attacks hit each other almost at the same time, and both of them spat out blood at the same time.

One of them had a bleeding wound on his abdomen, and the other had a broken shoulder blade and sternum. They both fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the light in their eyes gradually dimmed.

The fight to the death caused the whole audience to burst into warm cheers, as if the two contestants who died together this time were not human beings, but just tools to please all the audience present.

The audience was so excited by the passionate fight that many of them wanted to join in the fight themselves.

At this moment, a young man who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, with short black hair parted in a 3:7 split style, with a very ordinary appearance but quite a temperament, was clenching his fists excitedly.

Seeing the fierce fight just now, he also had the urge to stand up and fight, but unfortunately, he is now fifteen or sixteen years old, but his soul power is less than level 20.

Without even the strength of a great soul master, he had no qualifications at all to compete with those strong men. However, he longed for it. He longed for such a hearty battle himself.

Even if he had to use his family connections, he still wanted to compete in the ring to prove to his father, his eldest brother, and the entire family that he was not a waste...