Douluo has eight strange skills

Chapter 545
In the main altar of the evil soul masters, the man shook his hand with a satisfied look on his face:
"To be honest, I didn't expect that you two little soul saints could last for such a long time, and the other three are not bad. It seems that the cultivation method of this plane has undergone a lot of changes!"

Facing the man's sarcasm, even Qian Renxue had no way to refute, or in other words, had no strength to refute at all.

The strength and means of this mysterious man far exceeded everyone's imagination. Even if it was five against one, the man with a little less water could easily deal with them.

From Qian Renxue's point of view, the opponent's physical quality should be something that can only be possessed after becoming a god, so it's not surprising that the opponent didn't activate the "soul ring" when making moves.

But what puzzled her was that she couldn't feel even the slightest bit of divine power from the power used by the other party.

One must know that even in the current Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue could still feel the little bit of Rakshasa divine power left in her body.If the mysterious man was a god, Qian Renxue didn't think she would not be able to feel any trace of divine power.

Seeing the masters of Wuhundian and Siendian being defeated by the man he summoned, Demon Douluo, who is now only a soul sage, was finally relieved, walked to the man respectfully from the side, and saluted:
"See my lord!"

The man squinted at Magic Douluo:
"Oh? Are you the one who prepared this body for me?"

"Exactly! It is a small and supreme honor to be able to prepare a body for my lord to come here!" When Mo Douluo said this, he acted like a slave, completely throwing his dignity and face to the ground.

The man showed a smile, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like a superficial smile:
"Yes, although your current strength is not ranked among my subordinates, but when my army comes here and turns this plane into its own, I will not treat you badly."

With the promise of his lord, Magic Douluo suddenly felt that he had paid off after spending so much effort, and was overjoyed:

"Thank you so much..."

It's just a pity that Mo Douluo's smiling face completely disappeared from this world in the next second.

A black and white arrow directly hit Demon Douluo's head, and because the arrow was too powerful, it didn't just open a hole in his head, but directly blew his entire head into countless pieces. Fragments, the dead can no longer die.

The subordinate he had just received was killed in this way in front of him, and finally a bit of anger appeared on the man's face.

He actually sensed that someone had made a secret move just now, intending to save Mo Douluo, but this was not because he cared about the lives of his subordinates, but because he was afraid of losing face.

But now he obviously failed to save him, and lost face completely, the man could only look angrily at the direction of the arrow.

Qian Renxue and the others also looked in the direction of the arrow, and there stood a man who made them feel at ease. Mo Lin finally came.

The black and white longbow in Mo Lin's hand turned into a square Fei Gong again, with a careless smile on his face, he said to the man:

"My people, I really trouble you to 'take care'!"

After all, the power of the dragon that can change the color of the world instantly filled the entire main altar, pressing down on the mysterious man with an irresistible momentum.

"That's right," the man's anger was replaced by vigilance in an instant, but he was not suppressed by Mo Lin's Longwei, and a power that was not weaker than Mo Lin also rose from his body:
"Except for the will of this world, your strength should be the strongest in this world, right?"

"It should be, maybe there is someone who is stronger than me now." Mo Lin responded, his face did not change the slightest.

The other party was not intimidated by his own dragon power, and this was within Mo Lin's expectations. If someone would be defeated by his aura, he would not have the ability to hurt Qian Renxue.

Mo Lin looked at Qian Renxue and the others, and after confirming that they had no life-threatening injuries, he said:

"I'm sorry, I'm late, and I don't have time to heal your wounds. After I send you out, immediately head to Twilight City. Don't hesitate."

After speaking, Mo Lin opened the Fenghou Qimen without waiting for Qian Renxue and the others to respond, and used the eight gates to transport Qian Renxue and the two beasts to the main entrance of the main altar.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they escaped from danger.

In the previous battle with the man, the other party obviously dealt with them with a playful attitude, which made them feel the oppression brought by the enemy even more.

They all believed that as long as the other party made a full attack, none of the five of them would survive, not even Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue forced herself to stand up, and finally took a look into the main altar, still feeling terrified.

"Did you lose the pouch containing Hu Liena?" Qian Renxue trembled when she spoke, her breath was very unsteady.

"No." Yu Tianxin reluctantly replied.

Qian Renxue turned her head, spread her angel wings and flew into the sky without any hesitation:

"Let's go to Twilight City."

. . . . . .

At this moment, there are only two living "persons" left in the main altar of the evil soul masters.

After sending Qian Renxue and the others away, Mo Lin's expression finally changed. He casually looked at the mysterious man and asked:
"Aren't you going to stop me? I just killed your new recruit."

The man responded with a sneer, as if he had predicted his victory and said:
"Hmph, why stop you? As long as you die, will there be anyone in this world who can compete with me? At that time, no matter who you know or don't know, they won't be able to escape my grasp."

The non-attack in his hand turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife, Yinglong's armor appeared all over his body, and the innate qi circulated in his body at an incredible speed.

Mo Lin's eyes revealed an extremely sharp murderous look, without any deviation, all focused on the opponent.

After posing a long-handled weapon, he said with a smile:

"Since you are so sure that you will win, why don't you let me, a 'dying man', die to understand?"

The man saw the sarcasm and disdain in Mo Lin's murderous intent, and showed an arrogant and false smile. Then, a halberd appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The shape of this halberd is like Fang Tian's painted halberd in China. It is blue-purple throughout, with several strange textures on it. Each texture seems to contain a very strange luster. It is fine and dense, like the scales of a halberd. As if the halberd was a living thing.

The man raised his halberd, pointed the tip of the halberd at Mo Lin, and said:
"Remember, the one who kills you is the future ruler of this world, the Abyss Sage from the Abyss plane!"

(End of this chapter)