Douluo: Capturing the Goddess from the Heavens

Chapter 88 Killing the Golden Crocodile Douluo with Three Shots
"Dugu Bo, I didn't expect you to want to die with me, but don't forget, my soul power is enough to crush your fourth level, and I have a soul ring that you can't get in your life!"

"I think back then, you were the one who chased me down, old guy, you wanted to kill me at all costs for five soul bones, do you think you'll leave alive?"

"The purpose of my coming today is not only for the medicinal herbs here, but also to destroy you!"

Hearing that, Dugu Bo's face was heavy, and he knew in his heart that if his ninth soul ability really couldn't pose any threat to Zhou Yi, today's place would be his burial place.

With a bang, Zhou Yi held a god-killing gun, and approached Dugu Bo step by step like a demon god descending.

The powerful threat can't help but make Dugu Bo back up. Every time he takes a step back, he can feel that this force is rising rapidly, and even has a feeling of breaking out of his body.

"You! Zhou Yi! I should have killed you back then, instead of letting you leave here alive!"

Zhou Yi sneered: "Hehe, you're right. Those who chased and killed me back then really thought about it. Do you know how I got here all these years? Dugu Bo!"

"Today, I'll let you clearly understand that even if your ninth soul ability is extremely powerful, don't forget that when I was in the realm of soul master, I was able to pass through your poisonous mist. Above you, do you think you will have a chance?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yi slowly raised his right hand, and at the same time, a dazzling red light instantly enveloped the entire Sunset Forest.

The God-killing Spear continued to emit a dazzling blood-red radiance, and in an instant, there was a loud and clear sound of dragon chant and phoenix clang.

One day, an extremely huge blood-red dragon soared into the sky. This is Zhou Yi's ninth soul skill, one of the million-year soul skills.

"Scarlet, Canglong Slash!"

Without any fancy, the power powerful enough to control the world burst out from Zhou Yi's body in an instant.

This is exactly one of Zhou Yi's ninth soul skills in a million years, and the tyrannical, domineering, and fierce breath burst instantly.

The huge blood-colored dragon suddenly hit Dugu Bo's Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor.

To Dugu Bo's horror, his Jade Phosphorus Snake Emperor was unable to harm the bloody dragon at all.

At this point, under his feet, another long dragon soared up into the sky, and almost instantly, it completely wrapped Dugu Bo inside.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi said lightly: "The difference between a ten-thousand-year soul ability and a million-year soul ability is that you can release one ninth soul ability, while I can release four!"

As soon as the words fell, the other two dragons rose through the air and smashed heavily on Dugu Bo's body.

Dugu Bo changed his color and panicked, and there was a startled chirping sound, the two blood dragons broke through his last resistance completely.

You don't need to look with your eyes to know that Dugu Bo, as a titled Douluo, has no chance of surviving.

A generation of Titled Douluo has thus fallen.

Zhou Yi stood where he was, and said calmly, "Goodbye, Poison Douluo,"

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The Wuhun Temple is located at the junction of the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo.

Bibi Dong stood proudly above the Nine Heavens alone, with tens of thousands of soul masters kneeling on the ground under her body, not only that, the powerhouses of the next four sects were also all ready.

Several titled Douluo from Wuhun Hall appeared here at the same time, half kneeling on the ground one after another.

"Meet Your Majesty the Pope!"

Bibi Dong's eyes stayed in the distance, until the person stepped on the void and walked towards them step by step, a smile appeared on her face.

That's right, it was Zhou Yi who came!
The moment Zhou Yi appeared here, everyone showed their long-lost looks, "Greetings, His Royal Highness Son!"

Title Douluo changed from half kneeling to full kneeling, "I greet His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven."

Bibi Dong said: "From today onwards, the Pope of the Wuhun Palace will be given over to Zhou Yi!"

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, all the soul masters shouted: "Meet Your Majesty the Pope!"

"Dong'er, you?"

Bibi Dong smiled and said, "You are much better at being Pope than I am, so follow the destiny and come."

Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly. Originally, he planned to destroy Qian Daoliu this time, but he didn't expect to become the Pope's crown as a matter of course.

But Bibi Dong's status is still there. After all, she is also under the previous Pope's crown, so she has the same status as Zhou Yi.

At this time, three teenage youths walked out from behind Bibi Dong, kneeling on the ground completely, "I pay my respects to His Majesty the Pope."

Bibi Dong introduced: "Little beggar, this is my disciple, Hu Liena."

"The rest, Xie Yue and Yan, are the golden generation of our Spirit Hall."

Zhou Yi's gaze stayed on a woman with blond hair and wearing a golden tights.

"Is she Hu Liena?"

"Greetings to uncle." Hu Liena said respectfully.

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Yi said, and then turned around to look in the direction of the enshrinement hall. He didn't think Qian Daoliu didn't notice him.

Zhou Yi didn't hide anything during the whole process, and released all his soul power. I'm afraid that Qian Daoliu and the priests would have discovered his position at the same time as a hundred miles away.

"Zhou Yi again! Where is Qian Daoliu!"

Everyone in Wuhun Hall hurriedly looked at His Majesty the Pope, they didn't expect His Majesty to challenge the great priest of Wuhun Palace, Qian Daoliu, just after taking over the throne!
Wuhun Chengjue was in the sky above the Imperial Hall, Zhou Yi stepped on the void and looked coldly at the people below him, as well as the soul masters in the Elder Hall.

"Qian Daoliu is here!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden roar from the Elder Hall, and in the blink of an eye, seven priests appeared in midair almost at the same time.

Now that Qian Daoliu knew about Zhou Yi's strength and his ambitions, if he didn't do something, then the entire Pope's Palace might be surrendered to the Lord.

"Zhou Yi, I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still alive. Come on, isn't your ambition not small? Do you want to occupy the entire Wuhun City?"

Faced with Qian Daoliu's ridicule, Zhou Yi was not angry at all, instead he smiled calmly, "Hehe, what does the phrase "big priest" mean? When you chased me down, did you ever think that in this place? One day I will come back again?"

"Besides, Dong'er has handed over the position of pope to me just now, and I am the pope! And you are nothing more than a bereaved dog at best."

"You! Presumptuous!"

Qiandao Liuqi's eyes were extremely blood red, and he could clearly feel the endless killing intent and violent fluctuations of soul power from Zhou Yi.

In just a few years, this guy has grown to the level of a 96-level Title Douluo. Is this really a realm that humans can break through?
Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders and came to Qian Daoliu almost instantly.

Qian Daoliu frowned, and under the pressure of this energy, he actually took a few steps back involuntarily.

"Don't you want to rebel!!"

"Rebellion? Hahaha, Qian Daoliu now no longer belongs to your angel family in Wuhundian. Those who support me, Zhou Yi, come out!"

Following Zhou Yi's loud shout, countless experts from the Wuhun Hall swarmed up.

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

Yueguan poured all his soul power into the voice, "The Holy Son is coming, long live Your Majesty!"

The ear-piercing roar resounded through the entire Wuhun Hall.

The elders also shouted loudly, and the Title Douluo who originally supported Qian Daoliu turned his finger on the priests at the same time.

As the second priest, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed drastically, and he turned to look at his elder brother.

Although they are both titled Douluo powerhouses, Zhou Yi was able to defeat both Qianjun Jiangmo and even escape from the hands of the great priest by relying on the Contra realm, so what does that mean.

This person's strength is not only tyrannical, it can be said that he is a genius through the ages!

This is also the reason why Golden Crocodile Douluo doesn't want to be an enemy of Zhou Yi.

Of course, Qian Daoliu thought the same way, and the purpose of his coming today was to reconcile.

If Zhou Yi was back then, perhaps he wouldn't be a little bit afraid, but now Zhou Yi's strength has reached the level of worship, and he will definitely suffer a loss if he fights.

He just wants to reconcile and preserve his position as a great enshrinement, that's all.

Qian Daoliu suppressed the anger in his heart, "Zhou Yi, if you hadn't killed my son, how could I come out in full force!"

Zhou Yi was not to be outdone, "Qian Daoliu, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? Back then, you and Qian Xunji were nothing more than tigers and wolves. They wanted to squeeze everything out of me and seize my martial arts. Soul, let me live in pain for the rest of my life, you think I don't know all this!"

Qian Daoliu frowned, "Then what do you want to do today! Don't forget, even if you become the Pope of the Wuhun Palace, the Wuhun Palace is still the Elder Palace! This seat has the right to abolish your elders!"

As soon as the words fell, the Titled Douluo headed by Juhuaguan flew in mid-air at the same time.

"I see who dares!"

Holding the scepter in hand, Bibi Dong approached Qian Daoliu and the others step by step, and the battle was imminent.

The soul masters of the Wuhun Hall also released their own Wuhun at this moment, asking for thousands of light waves to envelope the entire hall in an instant.

The extremely tyrannical aura distorted the surrounding air.

As a great priest, Qian Daoliu never dreamed that in so many years, Zhou Yi had completely recruited the soul masters of the Wuhun Hall.

"what…"

Anger filled his heart, Qian Daoliu could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, and the sun's fire on his body burst out instantly.

"Hehe, Qian Daoliu's mind, you are not my opponent after all!"

The death of his son and the disintegration of the Wuhun Temple have completely driven Qian Daoliu into a state of madness, and he is no longer what he was before.

Behind the giant angel phantom, a [-]-meter-long angel sword went straight to Zhou Yi and chopped it.

Under the red light, Zhou Yi didn't have any place, just like that, he was slashed by the angel's holy sword, and turned into nothing in an instant.

Bibi Dong squinted her eyes, she didn't think that her husband would die in the hands of Qian Daoliu.

Sure enough, the original blood-red light condensed again, Zhou Yi's body instantly returned to its original appearance, and the soul ring on his body instantly lit up.

Zhou Yi gently stroked the God-killing Spear in his hand, watching Qian Daoliu and the others as if playing a game.

Golden Crocodile Douluo shouted angrily: "Boy, you are courting death!"

At this moment, as the second priest, he chose to attack Zhou Yi head-on, his body swelled several times in an instant, and a crocodile tail full of scales appeared directly behind him.

This is the martial soul of Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Golden Crocodile King martial soul, one of the top martial souls.

Just after Golden Crocodile Douluo appeared not far from Zhou Yi, his body turned instantly, and the crocodile tail behind him whipped like a steel whip.

Wherever the crocodile's tail passed, the entire air froze at this moment.

Zhou Yi didn't change his face, the God-killing Spear in his right hand pierced through the air, and went straight to Golden Crocodile Douluo's crocodile tail and smashed it.

When the two collided together, an incomparably huge aura was suddenly released, and terrifying waves scattered and impacted.

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall could clearly feel how terrifying the blow from the pope's crown was, it was no less than the soul power released by Qian Daoliu.

A feeling of tyranny and domineering sprouted in their hearts.

The soul power released by Golden Crocodile Douluo is definitely not inferior to Zhou Yi's, but just after he thought that Zhou Yi could not be his opponent, something unexpected happened.

There is a difference of two levels, which is a world of difference for any Title Douluo, but he never thought that this guy's strength is no less than his own, and even surpassed him.

Zhou Yi didn't change his face, and his movements still didn't stop. The blood-red God-killing Spear, under his tyrannical and powerful right hand, made an ear-piercing sound of dragons and phoenixes.

This time, Zhou Yi's strength actually doubled again, and Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't dare to treat him any more. When his body shook, the seventh spirit ring on his body instantly merged into his body.

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the martial soul!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo deserves to be a level 98 titled Douluo, even though he suffered a lot at the first time, he still allowed him to find an attack that turned against the target.

This time, Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't attack Zhou Yi with his tail, but slapped him fiercely with his sharp claws.

There was a loud bang, a huge mushroom cloud shot up in pain, and extremely powerful flames boiled in the sky. Qian Daoliu's face was heavy. Of course he knew how terrifying the power produced by the collision between the two was.

The dust dispersed, and the two of them fell to the ground slowly. Golden Crocodile Douluo's left arm was cut off abruptly, and blood gushed out from the wound continuously.

Not only that, at this moment Golden Crocodile Douluo seems to have aged several decades, his hair has become extremely white.

Zhou Yi raised the killing gun high, surging power formed around his body, and with a low growl, Zhou Yi's whole body was like a diamond glaring at him, and the earth and rocks under him burst inch by inch.

It's just that this time he didn't rush forward, but turned around quickly, and the God-killing Spear in his hand charged straight at Golden Crocodile Douluo like a javelin.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was stunned, and hastily gathered all his soul power together, quite resisting this attack.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu hurriedly reminded: "Golden crocodile, back down, don't force it!"

But it was obvious that his words were half a minute late. Golden Crocodile Douluo held the tip of the God-killing Spear tightly with both hands, but he finally knew that he had done an important thing wrong, that was to use his body to resist the indiscriminate attack. A god-killing gun with fluctuating soul power.

With a scoff, the God Killing Spear had completely broken through Golden Crocodile Douluo's last resistance, and passed directly through his chest.

(End of this chapter)