Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 783: Rakshasa Power, Evil Thoughts, and Changes
Spirit world.

It is shrouded in clouds and mist, magnificent and beautiful, like a fairyland.

A huge blood-red palace hundreds of feet high stands tall. This is the Shura Temple, one of the five great gods in the divine world, the law enforcement god in charge of the order of the divine world, and the residence of the Shura God.

Inside the temple, the tall Shura God in blood-red armor holds a huge blood-red sword in both hands and sits on the Blood Sword Throne with his eyes closed. A terrifying blood-red aura of killing permeates his entire body, and it seems that he is practicing.

At this moment, suddenly, Shura God opened his eyes abruptly, blood-red light burst out from his eyes, and the murderous aura on his body also moved, surging like a tornado.

A certain Shura Mark on Douluo Continent was activated once again, less than a day after the last time.

This amount of time is not even a blink of an eye for the Asura God who possesses eternal life.

But for Douluo Continent, it is another dimension, almost a spring and autumn.

One day in the divine world, one year in the mortal world.

The Asura God had only been cultivating in the God Realm for half a day, but in the Douluo Continent in the lower world, nine to ten months had already passed.

The last time the Asura God sensed that the Asura Mark was activated was when Tang Hao broke into the Sunset Forest with the intention of obtaining the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire but was stopped by Golden Crocodile Douluo.

If the Asura God had not secretly intervened, Tang Hao would have died at that time.

The Shura God had a blank expression and a cold look on his face. His eyes carried a hint of confusion that was extremely faint as he cast them towards the Douluo Continent and landed on the target that had triggered the Shura Mark.

"here it is"

God Shura's expression revealed a hint of surprise:
"The power established by the Angel God in the lower world, the Spirit Hall?"

"How did that chess piece with the Shura mark get here?"

"Hmm? No, the other Shura Seals are also here. Are they all gathered together?"

Everything that happened in front of the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City of Douluo Continent was seen by the Shura God.

Soon, He showed a look of enlightenment, and understood all the developments of the matter:
"I see."

"A duel between two Shura Seals? Haha, interesting!"

"However, it's a little too early for a duel, and the person you're facing is not the right one."

After watching for a while, the Shura God sitting on the throne suddenly laughed in a muffled voice, his eyes glowing red, as if he had an idea of ​​his own.

With an inexplicable smile on his face, the Shura God stretched out his hand and a wisp of blood-red mist condensed on his fingertips. He then raised his hand and tapped lightly.

This wisp of blood-red mist broke away from His control and floated down directly from the God Realm to the Douluo World.

at the same time.

The blood-red sword pattern on the Shura God's brow was also shining. It seemed that he was using his powerful divine consciousness to forcibly control and modify something. No one knew what he was doing or who he was targeting.

After doing all this, Shura God's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze turned to the offering hall standing on the top of the mountain in the center of Wuhun City. He seemed very satisfied and nodded slowly:
"That Sea God guy is quite perceptive. It was worth it for me to help him that time. This chess piece has played a role."

…………

Just when the Asura God was secretly doing something to something or someone.

In a secret space somewhere around the Shura Temple, a skinny little god who was hiding there, sneaking around, secretly planning some conspiracy, suddenly raised his head.

His eyes shot towards the Shura Temple in the distance which was shrouded in blood mist.

This god with a thin body has a pair of beautiful big dark purple eyes. He looks pure but reveals a strong evil meaning.

Of course, this evil is not evil in a derogatory sense, but a kind of evil force, or evil law.

As a first-level god in the divine world, Rakshasa is certainly not an unforgivable evil god. It's just that the path he takes and the laws of his practice tend toward chaos and evil.

Strictly speaking, the evil laws he practiced were the same as those of the Evil God King, one of the five law enforcement gods in the divine world.

Although there are certain differences, they lead to the same goal.

However, Rakshasa God does not have the same powerful strength as the Evil God King, and it is difficult for him to completely control the chaos and evil in the laws of cultivation at home, resulting in some minor flaws in his character.

So, he is rather mischievous and likes to stir up trouble.

Of course, these are not important.

The most important thing is that Rakshasa God and Asura God do not get along well, and Rakshasa God really dislikes Asura God and often secretly tries to trip him up.

It seemed that he sensed something.

This street urchin who had a "great notoriety" in the God Realm, a mischievous troublemaker avoided by all the gods, suddenly revealed an expression of uncontrollable hatred on his palm-sized face that was as delicate and perfect as porcelain:
"Damn it, this hypocrite, not only did he secretly interfere with the lower world, but he even dared to attack my descendant of Rakshasa?"

"Well, although he was stolen, he is not my legitimate successor, but I don't care."

"But, you are so blatantly tampering with the evil thoughts of Rakshasa that I left behind. Aren't you too disrespectful to me?!"

Thinking of this, Rakshasa God immediately became angry, and his little mouth and cheeks puffed up fiercely:

"Damned Shura God, if I could beat you, I would have smashed you to pieces!"

After clenching his hands into fists and punching the air for a while, Rakshasa God suddenly calmed down:
"No, we must not let that hypocrite succeed."

"Although I can't beat him, I can disgust him. After all, it's not like there's no one who can deal with him."

Thinking of this, Rakshasa's beautiful deep purple eyes suddenly lit up, and then she flipped her little hand, and a trace of evil power condensed between her green fingers, and then attached a wisp of her own consciousness.

Then he waved his hand casually, and this wisp of evil power carrying his own spiritual consciousness suddenly broke through the void and went towards the Temple of Destruction, the residence of the God of Destruction.

Just like last time, he reported it to the God of Destruction of the Divine Realm Committee.

After doing all this, Rakshasa pinched her waist, looked in the direction of the Shura Temple, and grinned an evil and complacent smile:
"You damn Shura, just wait. After I cultivate to the God King realm, I will come and deal with you properly."

"Now, let the God of Destruction have some fun with you first."

"I believe you will like the surprise I brought for you. Hehehe."

The laughter was like a silver bell, full of evil charm and pleasure.

After making the report, Rakshasa God quickly walked out of the secret space and sneaked towards the direction of Shura Temple, intending to go and have fun.

However, on the way to the Shura Temple, Rakshasa God seemed to feel guilty. He murmured and sighed as he sneaked along:

"By the way, what was the name of the person whom I had intercepted and bestowed with the Rakshasa inheritance?"

"Well, forget it. Since you've been targeted by that hypocrite Shura God, I'm sure your fate won't be any better. I won't bother remembering your name."

"It's a sin, it's a sin. It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I can't beat that hypocrite."

"Alas, there is nothing I can do. I am helpless. With that Asura God watching me, I can only protect myself. I don't have to abandon you."

"You'll understand me, won't you?"

"What a pity, otherwise I would really like you to inherit my Rakshasa throne."

"Now, I can only feel disgusted with that guy and vent my anger for you."

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Douluo Continent.

After Tang Hao displayed his Haotian true body and blessed it with the red 100,000-year soul ring, the originally dark golden Haotian Hammer completely turned blood red. The aura it exuded and the momentum it exploded were absolutely terrifying.

"Tang Hao, you dare!"

Pope Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with anger, and his cold voice, empowered by soul power, rang out in the square like a sharp roar, and even echoed throughout the entire Wuhun City.

Although Bibi Dong didn't care much about the Pope's Palace in front of her, it was one of the most symbolic buildings of the Spirit Hall after all. It represented the symbol of power of the highest ruler of the Spirit Hall and was also the face of the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

If this is ruined, it would be a slap in her face.

"Stop him!"

Seeing that Tang Hao was actually attacking the Pope's Palace, all the soul masters in the Spirit Hall were furious.

Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Guimei jumped up almost at the same time and headed towards the giant hammer in the air.

At the same time, the other four Titled Douluo who shot out from the Elder Hall also turned around. A total of six Titled Douluo faced the giant hammer in the air at the same time.

After giving the order, Bibi Dong wanted to jump up and stop Tang Hao together with the six Titled Douluo.

But for some reason, as soon as she moved, the Rakshasa power in her body that she inherited from the Rakshasa heritage suddenly began to riot.

The evil thoughts of Rakshasa, which had been completely quelled with the help of Ye Qifeng, suddenly came back to life and launched the most violent backlash against its master.

In an instant, Bibi Dong was possessed by evil thoughts, and horrifying evil thoughts and malicious murderous aura burst out from her.

The slight anger on Bibi Dong's face suddenly disappeared, and her beautiful face was soon covered by a purple-black mist.

Coldness, bloodthirstiness, evil, etc., a lot of negative emotions swept over, and the headache that had not appeared for many years began to occur at this moment.

All of a sudden, Bibi Dong felt a splitting headache and excruciating pain, as if she was in the abyss of hell. Her soul power was completely disordered and she was on the verge of collapsing.

"Rakshasa power? And Rakshasa evil thoughts? Why would it happen at this time?"

Bibi Dong was completely puzzled as to why the Rakshasa power in her body, which had always been stable, suddenly went out of control, and why the evil Rakshasa thoughts that had been suppressed and expelled by her disciple Ye Qifeng came back to life.

She hasn't entered the Rakshasa Secret Realm to practice for a long time.

How could it happen so suddenly and without any warning?

With great willpower, Bibi Dong managed to support her body, but the outburst and erosion of Rakshasa's divine power and evil thoughts came too fast and too suddenly.

Bibi Dong was caught off guard by such a sudden change and suffered the most severe backlash almost immediately.

"puff--"

With a "pu" sound, purple-black blood spurted out of her mouth. Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold on any longer. Her body went limp and she fell to the ground, half-kneeling.

In just a moment, Bibi Dong's body was in a mess. Not to mention mobilizing her soul power, she couldn't even stand up.

At this moment, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand was still falling towards the Pope's Palace, and the place where it fell was exactly the huge six-winged angel statue in front of the Pope's Palace.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, Ghost Douluo Guimei, Spirit Kite Douluo Nihuang and three other elders from the Elder Hall, a total of six Titled Douluo, were also doing their best to meet Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.

boom--

There was a loud bang, and the minds of all the soul masters below level 70 went blank, and they fainted on the ground in the indescribable loud roar.

The loud noise, like a divine punishment, made the entire Wuhun City tremble violently.

The three weaker elders of the Elder Hall were knocked down at the same time. Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, Ghost Douluo Guimei and Spirit Kite Douluo Nihuang, who were above the Super Douluo realm, blocked Tang Hao's attack with their powerful cultivation.

And the giant hammer in the air disappeared.

Although the Clear Sky Hammer, which is blessed with the power of the weapon soul and the red 100,000-year soul ring, is powerful, it is not so easy to break through the defenses of six Titled Douluo.

What's more, there are three Super Douluos whose strength is above level 96, and each of them has a cultivation level higher than Tang Hao.

Thanks to the concerted efforts of the six Titled Douluo to protect the Pope's Palace, it was saved.

However, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, Ghost Douluo Guimei and Spirit Kite Douluo Nihuang were defeated by Tang Hao.

Tang Hao was unwilling to give up without achieving his goal, and was about to use the strongest trick he had mastered, the ring-blasting secret of the Haotian Secret Skill, the Great Xumi Hammer:

"Big Sumeru Hammer, explode. Hmm? What is this?"

Tang Hao raised the Clear Sky Hammer again, ready to communicate and detonate the nine spirit rings on his body, but at this moment, a wisp of red mist invisible to the naked eye suddenly fell from the sky and instantly sank into his body.

As the red mist was injected, Tang Hao suddenly felt a terrifying murderous aura explode in his body, and instantly spread along the meridians to his limbs and bones, spreading throughout his entire body.

His eyes, which had turned red due to the release of murderous aura and the condensation of the God of Killing, almost instantly became even more blood red and deeper.

Tang Hao's eyes suddenly flashed, and his heart was filled with infinite surprise:
"It's that magical power, it appears again."

"Whenever I'm in a desperate situation, it will appear and help me escape. And now, it comes to help me again."

Although he didn't know where this power came from, it didn't prevent him from using it to achieve his own goals.

"Hahahaha, God is helping me!"

As he laughed out loud, Tang Hao's mind turned rapidly. He immediately gave up on detonating his spirit ring and instead controlled and transmitted all of this magical power into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

With the infusion of magical power, blood-red lines emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer, and the hammer body gradually became covered with blood-red color.

And it was even more blood red than before, deeper, even dark red.

Soon, the blood and black merged into one, and finally only one color remained, a deep black-red.

At the same time, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand swelled up again in the wind, and instantly became three times longer than its original length, reaching a size of a hundred feet.