Douluo: The Ten Kings of Hell start the game, shocking Qian Renxue

Chapter 45: Nine Ultimate Douluos arrive one by one, it’s time to clear the field! [Seeking follow-up reading]

boom! ! !
Before he finished speaking, the next moment, an oppressive atmosphere exploded from everywhere!

A crack suddenly appeared in the space around Qin Zheng.

Gusts of cold wind blew in from the cracks, further lowering the temperature in the hall, which was already chilled by the heavy rain.

puff-

In an instant, a pair of hands emitting dark and sinister energy suddenly stretched out from the crack and grabbed the Panlong Stick directly.

"Ridiculous." Seeing this, Qianjun Douluo sneered, "I am a peak Douluo, even if I don't have the blessing of the weapon soul body, but the eighth soul skill I displayed is something that even the great priests dare not say that I can do it without even using my martial soul..."

His confident words suddenly paused, and then his eyes widened!
Because in his eyes, the Panlong Stick, which was originally falling towards Qin Zheng with irresistible force, really stopped like this.

The moment those hands fell, they stopped and could not move!
"How can it be?!"

Qianjun Douluo was controlling the Panlong Stick. He was horrified when he saw this scene. He exploded with all the remaining soul power in his body and wanted to move a step to kill Qin Zheng.

However, no!

His attack was not far in front of Qin Zheng, very close!
But even this distance was like an insurmountable chasm, causing the Panlong Stick to freeze in place, unable to move forward even a single step.

“Who… is this person coming?!”

At this moment, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Not only were the four Soul Douluo elders and Qian Renxue present shocked by this scene, but even the other three Titled Douluos of the Spirit Hall standing in the sky had a sudden change of expression when they saw this scene.

"Oh no! Something has changed!"

"Everyone, attack and kill Qin Zheng!"

"Seventh soul skill, weapon soul true body, open!"

Demon Subduing Douluo was the first to react, and then he directly activated his seventh soul skill.

However, before he could make a move, the space next to him began to shatter, just like the situation next to Qin Zheng, and then a hoarse voice was heard.

"The king is here."

"You, dare to kill His Majesty in front of me?"

Hearing this, Demon Subduing Douluo and the other two Titled Douluos were horrified. He suppressed his inner fear and spoke.

"not good!"

"This Qin Zheng's subordinate is definitely not a Titled Douluo. Guang Ling's perception is wrong!"

"To save Qianjun, we must work together with our martial spirits to instantly kill the two titled ones..."

boom--

However, before he could finish his words, a black fist hundreds of feet long and filled with cold and murderous aura appeared out of thin air in front of him.

That kind of momentum is too terrifying!
Even in the Spirit Hall, the Demon-Subduing Douluo, one of the top Douluo, had a solemn expression on his face and did not dare to be negligent.

He was madly circulating his soul power. The Panlong Stick in his hand was shining. The powerful soul power was flowing, releasing brilliant rays of light.

"Give it to me, smash it!"

The Demon-Subduing Douluo shouted angrily and swung the Panlong Stick violently.

The terrifying stick wind suddenly flowed like mercury, containing an unparalleled sharpness, and slammed into the sudden and terrifying black fist.

Rumble!
There was a shocking collision, and terrifying soul power raged. The whole world lit up in an instant, causing everyone to subconsciously close their eyes, otherwise the dazzling light would be enough to blind them.

boom!
The next moment, a figure flew out backwards, staining the sky with blood...

It’s the Demon-Fighting Douluo!
His injuries were too severe, his eyes were filled with fear, and he didn't know where the Panlong stick in his hand had fallen.

It was only a short moment of fighting, and even though he was a peak Douluo, it was useless. He instantly fell into a disadvantage and was seriously injured. He had to fly backwards, spitting out blood!

"Unfortunately, His Majesty said he wanted to play with you."

"Otherwise, you won't be able to take this punch."

The gloomy and oppressive atmosphere resounded in the void once again.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure appearing at the crack where the space was shattered.

The man had a short face and a wide mouth. He wore a crown, a long robe, and held a hu in his left hand.

Yama of the underworld, the second hall, King Chujiang!
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Demon Subduing Douluo.

"But it doesn't matter. You were the most presumptuous in front of His Majesty before."

"So, you better kneel down, His Majesty is pleased with you!"

He stretched out one hand, placed it on the shoulder of the Demon-Subduing Douluo, and pressed down hard.

The negative energy exploded instantly, and endless pressure was revealed on the spot.

boom!
The Demon Subduing Douluo was completely powerless to resist. His knees softened and he knelt down, spitting out blood!

A 96th level Douluo knelt down without any dignity like a dog! At this moment, the whole audience was shocked!

【…】

"What a terrifying power! Just one punch can seriously injure the Demon Subduing Douluo."

"This guy is probably at least level ninety-eight!"

"However, why have we never seen a level 98 peerless Douluo?"

As soon as the noise came out, the two Titled Douluo, Thorny Porpoise and Snake Spear, who were standing nearby and had no chance to join the battle, looked extremely solemn.

Immediately, they looked at Qianjun Douluo, whose martial spirit was restrained and unable to move, and then looked at Jiangmo Douluo who was seriously injured by a punch, with some hatred flashing in their eyes.

"I told you not to come. Qin Zheng is not a danger to the young master, but these two idiots still said they wanted to come. Not only did they come, but they were also so arrogant."

"I've been tricked by these two guys this time!"

At this moment, both of them, the Titled Douluo, had no intention of fighting.

Jiang Mo and Qian Jun, both of whom were at the peak of level 96 Douluo, were defeated.

How can these two people at level 92 and 93 fight?

Hit him on the head?
"I will not waste my time."

"You want to fight with this king, then kneel down."

"Or should I just kneel down?"

Suddenly, a sinister voice lingered in the ears of Snake Spear and Thorny Porpoise Douluo.

Their scalps tingled and they immediately looked over. The next moment, their eyes widened and they even stopped breathing for a second.

In their eyes, another figure came over without them noticing.

This man was much more handsome than King Chujiang, with a fair face, a crown with tassels on his head, and earmuffs hanging on both sides. He looked at them with a smiling face, but his aura was no weaker at all.

Yama of the underworld, the fifth palace, King Yama!
"Another peerless Douluo who is at least level 98!?"

“This is the second one!”

【…】

"King Yama, why waste time with them?" At this time, the man with frowning eyes and holding his hands in front of his chest said, "Your Majesty has ordered that we just cripple them."

After a pause, he glanced outside vaguely, "Speaking of which, who is going to deal with that little mouse?"

The little mouse he was talking about was Guang Ling, who was hiding not far away and ready to shoot an arrow.

And he is one of the Yama Kings of the underworld, in charge of the three palaces, the Emperor of Song!
"I'll go." Coroner Wang frowned and glared. He had a long mane covering his ears, a square crown on his head, a long robe on his body, and a rosary in his left hand in front of his knees. He said lightly at this time.

"If I don't take action, I'm afraid you will all clean me up."

The fourth hall of Yama, the king of coroners!
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared, turning into a cold black mist and drifting away in the rain and fog.

“Number four!”

"Four peerless Douluo!!"

Seeing them discussing calmly, it seemed as if even the strongest Titled Douluo in the Douluo World was just a commodity for trading and they didn't take him seriously.

The eyes of the two Titled Douluo, Snake Spear and Thorny Porpoise, trembled violently at this moment.

However, there was more to shock them than that.

creak-

In the field, the hands that originally restrained Qianjun Douluo's martial spirit Panlong Stick suddenly emitted a cold voice.

"I was wrong. There are more than four of them."

"Including me, that makes five!"

Then, the space crack faded away, revealing a figure.

The man raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, but he was wearing a helmet on his head, lead armor, a belt around his waist, leather boots on his feet, and his hands were clasped in front of his chest in a salute.

King Yama of the underworld, the Sixth Palace, King Bian Cheng!
As soon as he came out, he looked at Qianjun Douluo, whose hands were emitting a blue light and whose eyes were filled with fear, and said with a frown.

"This piece of rubbish is worthy of being called a stick?"

"You don't even have half the power of Dinghai Shenzhen, yet you dare to act violently in front of Your Majesty."

"Ah--"

"Give it to me, and break it!"

After he finished speaking, he exerted a little force with his palm.

crunch--

(End of this chapter)