Douluo's holy sword

The spacious hall is not ostentatious or luxurious, but is extremely simple. It is supported by stone pillars carved with various soul beasts.

From the entrance to the deepest part of the hall, the distance is neither more nor less.

One hundred steps.

This symbolizes the hundred levels of soul power and the hundred steps of the soul master.

And here, there are seven seats.

That is a seat that can only be held by worshipers with a soul power level over ninety-five in the Spirit Hall.

The seven pictures represent that there are seven such super powerful people in the Wuhun Palace!

There are seven seats, one in the center and the farthest.

Three on each side, placed horizontally.

However, the first one on the left hand side is closest to the center position compared to the other five seats.

At this time, there are people sitting on all seven seats, except for the one in the middle and the second one on the right. m.i. c

"What's going on with She Long! Why did he suddenly wake us up!" An old man in black robes said angrily from the third chapter on his right hand.

Seventh enshrinement in the Martial Spirit Hall, ninety-sixth level titled Douluo, Martial Spirit: Coiling Dragon Stick, title: Subduing Demons.

Now, our Seven Worshipers are in a bad mood.

Because, during this in-depth practice, he faintly felt a vague sense of breakthrough.

Although it may not be possible to break the bottleneck of level ninety-seven, he believes that he should be able to take this opportunity to open a slight gap in the bottleneck.

A thousand-mile embankment collapsed in an ant nest.

No matter how strong the city is, once there is even a slight gap, it is only a matter of time to break through it.

And being able to cultivate to this level, how could Qi Zongfeng be impatient.

Once he can break through, the current seven enshrined positions may have to change.

And just when he was about to concentrate on seizing the opportunity to practice further, the voice containing She Long's soul power woke him up from his practice.

The first time he woke up, he didn't think about what happened in the palace, but immediately closed his eyes, trying to recapture the vague feeling.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

This made Qi Zongfang so happy.

"Okay, don't be so embarrassed." Another worshiper who was eighty percent similar to the seven worshipers said calmly.

"She Long is not a careless person. If he uses this method to wake us up this time, something big must have happened."

The brother who is enshrined in the sixth and seventh enshrinements of the Wuhun Hall, his martial soul is the Coiling Dragon Stick, and his soul power level is also ninety-six, with the title: Qianjun.

Hearing his elder brother's words, Qi Gongfeng had to forcefully swallow his dissatisfaction. However, from the look in his eyes, if She Long couldn't give him a good explanation, I'm afraid he wouldn't let it go.

The second person on the left, a worshiper who had been silent, said: "When I woke up, I seemed to vaguely feel the breath of Yue Guan and Lao Gui outside the temple."

The fourth enshrined in the Wuhun Hall, the ninety-sixth level titled Douluo, the Wuhun Soul-Breaking Knife, titled: Soul-Breaking.

"Yue Guan and Lao Gui?" Liu Zongfeng frowned.

"Is this related to them?"

Although they are both enshrined in Wuhun Hall, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who are from the Pope's faction, have always been different from them.

"Hey, these two losers, do they still want to come to our worship hall to cause trouble?" The old man in blue and white robes on the first seat on the right sneered.

The third enshrined in the Martial Spirit Hall, the ninety-sixth level titled Douluo, the Martial Spirit: Canglan Eagle, the title: Canglan.

"If I give them some more courage, will they dare?" Qi Gongfeng had the most explosive temper. He spat on the ground and said disdainfully.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, in the eyes of the outside world, are Pope Bibi Dong's right-hand men.

However, in the eyes of these worshipers, they are nothing more than trash with little redeeming qualities other than martial soul fusion skills.

"Hey, I don't care about that much anymore. Now that I'm awake this time, I'm going to go play with that old guy Chen Xin." Sanzongfang licked his lips and said.

He and Sword Dou Luo Chenxin are old rivals.

The two also had an old grudge, and they couldn't avoid a fight when they met. However, Chen Xin seemed to be able to overwhelm him most of the time with the powerful killing power of the Seven Kills Sword, the top weapon.

There were several times, if his martial spirit wasn't much faster than Sword Douluo, and if he didn't have an advantage in choosing the place to fight, he might really have died at the hands of Sword Douluo.

However, this time, he had been cultivating quietly in the palace for many years, but Chen Xin was too busy keeping Ning Fengzhi safe and was unable to practice wholeheartedly. Maybe, he would have a chance to kill Chen Xin.

"Chen Feng's grandson?" The priest on the left hand side had been closing his eyes to meditate. At this moment, when he heard Sword Douluo's name, he finally opened his eyes.

"I didn't expect that even his grandson has reached this level..." The old man in golden robe seemed to sigh.

"I just don't know if this kid has a chance to catch up with his grandfather."

After the old man spoke, the rest of the worshipers kept their mouths shut.

This is true even if he is as arrogant as three offerings, and as violent as seven offerings.

Because, not only because this old man is the oldest among the people, even the ninety-year-old Sword Douluo is his grandson, but also because the strength of this old man is also the oldest among the people.

The second enshrined in the Wuhun Hall, the ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo, Wuhun: Golden Crocodile King, title: Golden Crocodile.

In terms of seniority, he is above Qian Daoliu, the great enshrinement in Wuhun Palace, and he has traveled across the continent even earlier.

At that time, the person who was his enemy was the ancestor Sword Douluo.

Today, Sword Douluo Chen Xin’s grandfather, Chen Feng, is a ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo.

The two fought many times, but the outcome was still inconclusive. In the end, Qian Daoliu reached the peak and reached the ninety-ninth level of peerless realm before killing Chen Feng.

"They are coming." The steady Si Zongfang said.

At this moment, there were three figures walking quickly towards the entrance.

The leader of the five priests strode forward and sat back in his place.

She Long followed behind him with his head held high, and finally stopped ten meters in front of the six worshipers.

Zhu Yan took a step behind and stood beside She Long silently.

"I won't say any more nonsense." Wu Zongfeng said impatiently.

"She Long, tell me what happened."

"If it's something insignificant... you should know the consequences!" After the words fell, a huge pressure suddenly fell.

She Long's robes were blown to pieces, but his expression remained calm and his posture remained upright.

Zhu Yan's face was a little more ugly, but he didn't say much.

"Some time ago, Zhu Yan and I went out and brought His Highness back." She Long began to talk.

He didn't try to hide it, because at their level, you could tell at a glance whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

Moreover, he believed that he had done nothing wrong and had no need to hide it.

"Your Highness is back?" The worshipers were immediately moved.

They have been practicing for a long time, but they don't know about Qian Renxue's return.

Only the eyes of the two worshipers never wavered, obviously they already knew.

"After I came back, I sent Contra one by one to kill one person."

"You mean, you woke us up just because you wanted to kill someone?" Qi Gongfeng slapped the armrest fiercely and stared.

Because of such a ridiculous reason?

"Who are you going to kill?" Si Zongfeng asked calmly.

"If you only kill ordinary people, you won't attract Yue Guan and the old ghost."

"Is this person related to His Highness?" Erzongfeng accurately grasped an important point.

She Long nodded slowly and said: "This person has martial soul fusion skills with His Highness."

"What!" Six voices of shock and anger rang out.

Even the most stable Second Worshiper changed his color at this time.

"She Long! How dare you do this!" Qi Gongfeng stood up fiercely, his majestic soul power already boiling, like a tiger about to pounce, murderous intent bursting out.

If he didn't still have some sense and told him that even if it was his turn to take action at this time, he would have killed She Long in his hand.

Zhu Yan's face changed slightly and he took a step back without leaving a trace.

However, She Long's expression remained unchanged, and he was not intimidated by the seven offerings at all. Instead, he took a step forward and continued: "This person's name is Ye Yao, his martial soul is a sword, he is about sixteen years old, and he will be the Soul King... No, Maybe he is already the Soul King..."

She Long didn't say a word, and all the worshipers became more and more shocked.

The sixteen-year-old Soul King?

Among them, even the strongest Golden Crocodile Douluo has never had such a talent.

Such a talent really rivals that of Qian Renxue!

However, such a genius...

At this moment, the murderous intent in the six worshippers became stronger and stronger, almost condensing into substance.

In their eyes, She Long's move was almost the same as rebellion!

"I know, you are blaming me, blaming me for killing someone who is of great use to His Highness." She Long sneered.

"But!"

She Long took a step forward again and shouted loudly: "Do you think His Highness really needs such a person!"

"Martial soul fusion skill? Yes, this can indeed greatly improve combat power, but does your highness need it?"

"Back at the Angel Temple, with us and the existence of great offerings, why does it require His Highness to take action! And by the time His Highness needs to take action, His Highness has already become a god. At that time, a mortal, even if he has martial soul fusion skills, can't Good for the gods!"

"Increase the speed of cultivation?"

"I admit, this does work."

"However, in the Angel Temple, His Highness is already in the highest level of mimicry training environment, and His Highness's training speed is close to the limit! How much can even the martial soul fusion technique increase His Highness's training speed!"

"One floor or one and a half floors?"

"Even so, this is not the reason for your wanton behavior!" The fourth priest looked serious.

"Compared with his slight benefits, he has done more harm to Your Highness and our Wuhun Palace!" She Long raised his neck and said forcefully.

"There is already a rift between him and His Highness, and it is not impossible that he will stand on our opposite side, and due to the compatibility of martial souls, he will become the only weakness in His Highness's heart!"

"This is something unknown!" Liu Zongfeng shouted.

"But it's possible!" She Long didn't give in.

"Your Highness is the key to our Wuhun Palace's great plan! He is the person we have been waiting for to become a god! As long as your Highness becomes a god, Your Highness can have everything in the world!"

"Your Highness has no need for weakness!"

"If His Highness can't bear to do it, then I will!"

She Long's roar resounded throughout the hall.

"Crazy! She Long, you are crazy!" The four priests kept shaking their heads, looking at She Long with deep disbelief in his eyes.

However, unexpectedly, Qi Zongfeng, who was originally the most excited, fell silent.

"I think..." Sanchongfeng's voice lost the arrogance it had before.

"What She Long said...is not unreasonable."

"You actually..." The fourth worshiper looked at the third worshipper in disbelief.

"Indeed." What he didn't expect was that Qi Gongfeng nodded in agreement.

"Lao Qi..." Si Zongfeng said in a solemn voice.

"Old Liu, you..." The fourth worshipper turned his attention to the sixth worshipper.

The sixth worshiper avoided the gaze of the fourth worshiper and was speechless.

"You three..." Si Gongfeng's body was trembling a little.

"Fart!" Wu Zongfeng was furious.

"Why do you need to arrange your Highness's affairs for her? Do you have His Highness in your hearts? Do you have any dignity..."

"It's just because there is, that we say this!" Sanzongfeng interrupted Wufangfang and shouted.

"Although She Long's move did ignore His Highness's wishes, it was indeed for His Highness! If She Long said it is true, then that boy will indeed be a hidden danger! For His Highness, we should indeed..."

"Shameless!" The fifth worshipper cursed angrily, but finally turned his head sharply and looked at the silent second worshipper.

"Your Highness will understand! Because His Highness will definitely put the overall situation first. His Highness's wish is to unify the continent!" Sanzongfeng did not give in at all.

"Second offering, what do you think?"

Facing everyone's gaze, Erzongfeng's expression had returned to calm.

"You seem to have forgotten something..." the second worshipper said solemnly.

"It seems that it should not be us who should make a ruling on She Long in this matter, but..."

"Could it be..." Liu Zongfeng seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly changed.

"I already transmitted the message to the Angel Temple just now." The second worshipper said softly.

The next moment, in the eyes of everyone, two figures suddenly appeared in the place that had been empty.

Everyone's expressions changed, including the second worshipper, and they all bowed and saluted.

"I've seen the big offering, I've seen His Highness!"

Qian Daoliu nodded lightly, then sat down casually and said, "I don't care about this matter, Xue'er makes the decision herself."

His eyes were once again cast on Qian Renxue next to Qian Daoliu.

"My dear friends, I haven't seen you for many years." Qian Renxue said calmly.

"Your Highness has grown up." The second worshiper sighed.

Qian Renxue nodded slightly towards the second worshiper, and then, under the gaze of everyone, slowly walked up to She Long.

She Long saw Qian Renxue's calm gaze, and for some reason, his originally determined heart trembled slightly.

"Your Highness..." She Long whispered.

"She Long worships me, I heard everything you said." Qian Renxue said calmly.

"You said you were doing it entirely for my own good?"

"Exactly!" She Long said loudly.

"This is the only thing I can guarantee!"

A smile actually bloomed on Qian Renxue's indifferent face.

Several worshipers quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, in His Highness' heart, her long-held wish is indeed more important.

Also, how can a boy who has only known His Highness for a year or two compare to His Highness's twenty-year wish.

"Then His Highness thinks this is what his subordinates did..." She Long said expectantly.

Qian Renxue did not answer his words, but asked: "Fellow worshipers, who do you think Ye Yao is?"

There was a moment of silence.

Why...ask such a question at this juncture.

"A genius comparable to His Highness?" It was the fourth priest who spoke first.

"An unstable factor." Sanzongfeng said.

"You're a lucky boy." Wu Gongfeng said unhappily.

After hearing the answers from each of the worshipers, Qian Renxue's smile gradually faded.

At this moment, She Long finally felt the deep uneasiness coming from deep within his heart.

"She Long worships, what do you think?" Qian Renxue said softly.

She Long was silent, his body actually trembling slightly.

"You won't tell me? Then I'll tell you." Qian Renxue said.

"At the same time, I am also telling all of you." Qian Renxue turned around and glanced at everyone.

"Ye Yao, he is..."

"My man!"

Qian Renxue's majestic words with murderous intent echoed in the hall.

The expressions of the three, six, and seven worshipers suddenly changed drastically.

Just when She Long was about to say something else, Qian Renxue shouted flatly: "Shut up!"

Before the others could recover, six golden wings suddenly appeared behind Qian Renxue, and a majestic, fiery, and sacred aura was added to her body.

Qian Renxue stretched out her hand, faced She Long, and slowly clenched her fist.

"Ah!" She Long screamed miserably.

Because, now, red-gold flames suddenly appeared on his body.

Sunfire!

"Your Highness!" Liu Zongfeng asked Qian Renxue to spare She Long's life, but Qian Renxue waved her hand with an expressionless expression. The ninety-sixth level of soul power was useless, and he was ruthlessly killed. It hit the wall and couldn't get out.

"This is..." Although the second worshiper did not stop him with words, he was secretly frightened.

This is not Qian Renxue’s original power!

This is...

The power of Qian Daoliu!

Previously, Qian Daoliu told Qian Renxue that she could not borrow the power of the God of Angels at this time.

But, he can.

As a servant of the God of Angels, in this temple of the God of Angels, he is almost like the God of Angels descending here.

Here, even a titled Douluo who is also at level 99 will definitely not be able to escape death.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu relied on the secret method to enable Qian Renxue to use part of his power, so he was able to achieve this.

Under the burning fire of the sun, She Long seemed like a normal person, without the slightest ability to resist. He stretched out his arm as if he wanted to touch Qian Renxue.

"Your Highness, I...I..."

Qian Renxue's face was expressionless, and she clenched her pink fist hard again. The sun's fire expanded again, directly covering She Long completely.

Three breaths.

It only took three breaths.

There will be no more time for Snake Spear Douluo She Long!

Everyone was shocked by Qian Renxue's decisive and resolute behavior.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

The six worshipers who had lost their restraints and fell to the ground were now squatting on the ground, but they did not dare to move at all.

Qian Renxue felt the power falling from her body and glanced at her grandfather sitting in the middle.

That's it?

Whatever.

"I will kill anyone who touches him!" Qian Renxue said these words, and then walked out of the worship hall without looking back.

For a long time, no one said anything.

The second worshiper took a moment to glance.

Qian Daoliu also left at some point.

"Okay, have you heard everything His Highness said?" The second worshipper said solemnly.

The others looked at each other and nodded silently.

This is the first time I have seen His Highness so furious...

"Then don't go looking for death."

"Let's disperse." Erzongsong ended with these words.

Then all the offerings left.

Zhu Yan was the only one left there shivering...

Did I... get through it?

Before he could be happy for a while, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, staggered two steps, and fell directly to the ground.

"If you know something and fail to report it, you should be guilty of the same crime, but thinking of the impending plan, I will spare your life for the time being!"

Big offering!

Zhu Yan lay weakly on the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then nodded repeatedly.

After a long time, Zhu Yan tried his best to turn over and lay on his back, smiling helplessly.

Ha, finally he didn't end up like She Long.

But...

Not to mention the serious injury, it will take at least half a year to recover, and I don’t dare to ask the healing soul master for help...

My soul power has dropped by one level, and I will never think of coming back in this life...

His path as a soul master was cut off.

However, I survived at least...

Zhu Yan closed his eyes.

Just stay alive...