Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"As expected, he never thought of letting us join the Spirit Hall team from the beginning to the end."

A bitter smile appeared on Xu Yu's lips, and he asked how powerful soul sects like Yang Yimo and Ye Lingling suddenly appeared in the academy, and they happened to come to participate in the Wuhun Palace team selection competition.

There is only one truth, there is someone behind it all.

From Yang Yimo's unabashed words, it was obvious that they were Ling Bai's subordinates. Together with the three members of the Golden Generation, the next generation of Wuhun Palace's power center had been assembled.

The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is protecting him, and his own strength is excellent. What can he use to compete with the three women?

Xu Yu saw the form clearly, and the thought of giving up emerged in his mind.

He wanted to give up, but Zhang Min didn't. The golden soul power like lightning surged out along the thorn-shaped swords on both arms, turning into an illusory golden sword shadow, bypassing Yang Yimo strangely, and headed towards the back. Ye Lingling and Liuyang stabbed away.

At this moment, Zhang Min still had a glimmer of hope. As long as Ye Lingling and Liuyang were eliminated, she and Xu Yu could advance!

"Xu Yu!"

She roared, Xu Yu sighed, and the golden scepter touched the ground again. Zhang Min was also fighting for their future. He couldn't let her charge alone. The four soul rings flashed alternately, and all the amplifications were fully activated instantly!

Zhang Min's stern eyes were locked on Ye Lingling and Liuyang. His delicate body suddenly began to spin in mid-air, and his whole body almost turned into a golden tornado. The wind blade brought by the golden sword shattered the fragments of the fighting soul platform from the previous battle. All annihilated.

As the golden tornado spun crazily, Zhang Min's second and third soul rings lit up at the same time, and the golden light on his body instantly shone brightly. Wisps of electric light were like thin snakes, constantly spitting out snake messages, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

The howling storm blew the ink-colored pupils slightly, and Yang Yimo felt the powerful energy contained in the golden tornado, extremely violent energy like thunder!

"..."

Yang Yimo looked at the unstoppable Zhang Min, and the soul-breaking gun drew a black line of fire on the ground.

"Burn!"

Yang Yimo shouted low, and the fourth soul ring at the bottom burst out with light. Deep black flames burned on the soul-breaking gun, and at the same time, the will to destroy everything burned!

The black flames spread and poured into the spear. A three-foot-long flaming spear suddenly appeared on the front of the soul-breaking spear. Yang Yimo charged close to the ground, like a black dragon opening its abyss and flying toward the golden waist in front of him. Yan took a bite!

Looking back at the mad dragon, Zhang Min's expression became more and more serious, and the golden rapier was slowly raised above his head!

The next second, mixed with the roar of thunder, a deafening explosion broke out from the Soul Fighting Platform.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to Zhang Min and Yang Yimo. When they saw Zhang Min, who had transformed into a golden tornado, and the terrifying power of the black dragon, which could destroy everything, uproar started one after another.

Under the gaze of countless shocking eyes, a golden electric light that was about ten feet thick suddenly burst out. The electric light was like a manic python. Wherever it passed, the hard ground of the Soul Fighting Platform was destroyed and deep streaks were formed. The deep ravines looked like the land had just been plowed by cattle.

Finally, the electric light changed into Zhang Min's appearance.

Zhang Min won?

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised at the same time. After defeating dozens of soul sect soul masters in a row, and having one of her hands destroyed by Jin Yan, maybe that cold-hearted woman had finally reached her limit.

It's just a pity that she should have occupied a seat...

Zhang Min could no longer maintain the state of being possessed by the martial spirit. He held his hands on his knees and panted heavily. His pretty face was as pale as paper, and a few drops of cold sweat fell down his fair forehead.

She took a deep breath of the cold air, looked up at the motionless place covered in smoke, and drew a beautiful arc at the corner of her lips.

Yang Yimo's fighting ability was indeed terrifying, but in the end she had the last laugh.

The smoke gradually faded, and an ink-colored spear inserted into the ground first appeared in full view.

A strong wind blew up, the smoke completely dissipated, and a figure with black flames all over his body slowly walked out.

The upward curve of the lips suddenly condensed, and Zhang Min's expression changed drastically. He stared at a pair of beautiful eyes and looked at the figure with black flames all over his body in disbelief.

Even though she was tens of meters away, she could still feel the terrifying heat.

"you lose."

Zhang Min didn't dare to let go of Yang Yimo's every move. After hearing the other party say these words, she immediately pulled back. But after just three steps back, a tragic aura came from behind. Zhang Min was in a state of confusion. I couldn't help but look back, and saw a fist dripping with blood, suddenly dilated in the horrified eyes!

Zhang Min fell suddenly, and Yang Yimo's eyes turned to the fourth person on the soul fighting stage, Xu Yu.

"I surrender!"

Xu Yu raised his hands decisively, he didn't want to be beaten by this iceberg woman.

Seeing that Xu Yu was so aware of current affairs, Yang Yimo did not do anything more and stood silently, watching Ling Bai from a distance, a hint of exhaustion flashed in his dark eyes.

Yang Yimo is not a machine, she will also feel pain and fatigue, but she promised Ling Bai to be his beautiful girl.

Once a promise is made, it is difficult to follow up. Since Yang Yimo has promised, he will bring Ye Lingling and Liuyang into the Wuhun Palace team at all costs.

Behind her, Ye Lingling supported Liuyang who had recovered slightly, staring at the delicate hand dripping with blood, but her eyes were a little lost.

"All the members of this Wuhundian team have been born. The three of you will stay. Those who have been eliminated should go back for treatment!"

Ling Bai led the golden generation onto the soul fighting stage and nodded slightly to Yang Yimo.

When the two of them competed in swordsmanship and marksmanship, he had already seen Yang Yimo's huge potential, so he was willing to pay the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal in exchange for her becoming his subordinate.

Today, she did not disappoint him.

With the help of the treatment staff of Douhuntai, the comatose students slowly woke up. Many students had expressions of unwillingness and resentment on their faces.

Many of them were besieged and eliminated before they could show their true strength. In addition, they were also somewhat dissatisfied with the final selection.

Therefore, although everyone heard Ling Bai's words, no one left the spot and focused their attention on Ling Bai.

His enchanting azure eyes swept across the figures around him, Ling Bai snorted coldly and said:

"Why, aren't you convinced?

If you are not convinced, I hope you can show your strength instead of disobeying my orders here.

The collective brawl was proposed by me and approved by you!Now you have lost, but you don’t want to admit it. Is this what you learned at Wuhundian Academy? "

The students remained unmoved and replaced their will with silence...