Douluo's opening confession to the female pope

Chapter 128 Golden Crocodile Douluo
Xiao Zhongli's first and second spirit rings are both yellow century-old spirit rings, but the color is very light. At first glance, it can be seen that the spirit beasts produced in the early 100s look very shabby.

The first two soul rings were exactly what he got from the noble family.

But when it came to the third purple soul ring, the discerning soul master couldn't help frowning, just because the color was dark purple, at a glance, it was easy to mistake it for black.

Infinitely close to the soul ring of the ten thousand year soul beast!
"What a terrifying child, what an evil soul power! For so many years, this old man has only felt such an impact from His Highness the Son, but now I have a second one!"

"Close to the ten-thousand-year soul ring? How can he bear it as a child?"

"He's only ten years old!"

……

The entire soul fighting area buzzed chaotically.

Bishop Jason couldn't help but clenched the armrest of the seat, turned his head to look at Lin Langtian suddenly, and said quietly: "Your Highness, Son, I didn't expect your disciple to make me lose my mind."

Shaking his head, Lin Langtian smiled slightly.

"However, Yan's strength has already reached level 49, and his martial spirit is also extraordinary. And Zhongli...after all, he is bound by age, and his level is ten levels behind. This..."

Seeing the two confronting each other on the stage, Bishop Jason continued to speak with a complex expression.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Langtian said lightly.

Fighting soul platform.

Yan summoned the Flame Lord Martial Soul, his whole body was wrapped in flames, staring at Xiao Zhongli who had turned into a puppet puppet, and said coldly: "Although my flame is not as good as His Highness Son, it should not be underestimated either."

"You come first!"

"Hahahaha...!!!" Xiao Zhongli suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, his black eyes burst out with crazy murderous intent, and the small holes all over his body emitted heat, making a sharp sound.

Ode! ! !
In the next second, Xiao Zhongli's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

Yan was startled when he saw this, but saw that Xiao Zhongli was burning with the flames, and rushed forward, punching him in the lower abdomen!

The brutal and domineering offensive directly shocked all the soul masters.

Even the soul masters on the seats far away could feel the scorching heat on the stage, but that child rushed in alive, exchanging his life for another.

It is difficult for any soul master to react.

This is a desperate way to play!
Caught off guard, Yan was temporarily suppressed for a few rounds, his face was swollen, but soon, he regained his rhythm, and began to gain the upper hand to beat Xiao Zhongli.

The soul power of the two was turbulent, and the flames scattered.

Under the terrifying high temperature, Xiao Zhongli's skin was crackling and black smoke was coming out, but he insisted on not saying a word.

The wild battle immediately attracted the minds of the soul masters.

But Bishop Jason, who was in the best position to watch, didn't care to watch, his face turned green from the scare of the two people on the stage, he hurriedly looked at Lin Langtian and said, "Your Highness, they are too nonsense..."

Bishop Jason had no doubt that Xiao Zhongli would be seriously injured after this battle.

The flame burned his body, and it hurt him to look at it!

Lin Langtian smiled lightly, and said indifferently: "It's okay, Xiao Zhongli's martial spirit is very special. Besides, I also want to see where his potential is. The outcome is still unknown."

In the days to come, Lin Langtian planned to complete the system tasks and improve his strength.

Among them, the most relaxing and interesting one is to subdue the Four Elements Academy, and Xiao Zhongli may be used at that time. After all, the competition among soul master academies is mostly the competition of student soul masters.

The ten-year-old soul master or soul sect will become a sharp weapon.

Hearing this, Bishop Jason gave a mocking smile, not thinking that Xiao Zhongli had any hope of winning. After all, there was a difference of ten levels between the two, and Yan had the upper hand at this time.

woohoo hoo...

bang bang bang...

Amidst the flames, Yan and Xiao Zhongli were still fighting fiercely. Both of them used ruthless force. One urged magma to attach to his fists and hit the opponent's body hard. The other seemed desperate, preferring to be beaten. To bite each other.

"Bastard! Is this kid desperate?!"

Yan was also shocked and angry in his heart.

If he really killed Xiao Zhongli here, even with the protection of the teacher Fire Bird Douluo, he would definitely not be able to bear the anger of the Son.

Faced with Xiao Zhongli who looks like a madman, Yan became more and more frightened.

Xiao Zhongli, on the other hand, laughed crazily while fighting desperately at the opponent.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour...

As time passed, no one in the entire audience area for fighting spirits spoke aloud, they all stared straight at the fighting spirit stage, their eyes almost stared straight, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

In the sky above the fighting spirit area, only Xiao Zhongli's crazy laughter could be heard.

At this time, all the soul masters were aware of a fact: if this continues, Yan will exhaust his physical and soul power sooner or later, while Xiao Zhongli has no sign of losing strength at all.

"Hiss, what a formidable young man..." Bishop Jason's voice was a bit bitter.

Lin Langtian looked at Xiao Zhongli who had been burnt into a shapeless form, nodded with satisfaction, and said calmly: "Yan's fighting mentality does not match his strength, and losing is inevitable."

Bishop Jason sighed in agreement: "We, the golden generation of Wuhundian, have never experienced a life-and-death crisis."

"After a while, we can let them go to the Death Canyon or the Killing City to practice." Lin Langtian said casually, narrowing his eyes slightly, and connected to Hegel through the blood curse.

"..." Bishop Jason smiled bitterly.

Three years ago, Lin Langtian was still in the same generation as the Golden Generation, but at this time, he was already a Titled Douluo, far surpassing Yan and even him, and becoming a higher-ranking powerhouse.

"Wait for the title ceremony, I guess the priests won't be able to sit still?"

Bishop Jason thought to himself.

……

On the outskirts of Wuhun City, a civilian area.

A team of soul masters wearing black uniforms escorted more than 20 prisoners with bags on their heads and entered a spacious residential house. After a while, they left in an orderly manner.

In the spacious room, more than thirty strange-looking soul masters tied the prisoners to stone pillars one by one.

The thin and tall Hegel clapped his hands and said with a smile:
"Thanks to our encounter with the Lord, and now we have joined the Wuhun Palace, Jie Jie Jie, so we can easily devour these soul masters, Lao Gao, why don't you speak?"

Gao Situ sniffed his nose, and replied with a disturbed expression: "I smell a strange smell."

"What's the smell?" Hegel also corrected his expression.

"It should be the old man."

The sudden sound made the evil soul masters in the room freeze. They turned their heads to look at the door, only to see an old man in a golden robe, sweeping them coldly.

The old man has white beard and hair, but he has an unparalleled domineering power. He sneered and said:

"A group of pickled trash who can't stand on the stage! Also worthy of being related to my Spirit Hall? That son of god, really like his teacher, only knows this kind of tricks."

"Bastard! How dare you insult the Lord!"

Gao Situ rushed forward recklessly.

But he was knocked out by the old man's punch. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even release his martial spirit.

"I haven't done anything for so many years, let's loosen your muscles and bones..."

(End of this chapter)