Douluo's rebirth An Lan

"When it comes to soul master academies, the five elemental academies are still the most powerful! I have come into contact with several seniors from the elemental academies, and they are all very unique and capable."

Paige praised.From the perspective of a large number of his sect disciples, one can imagine the value of being able to say that he is "very capable".

"The Academy of Elements does have great potential. Unfortunately, although the concept is good, it lacks some core inheritance, and the achievements are ultimately limited."

Yang Baihua said lightly, with a flash of pride in his eyes.There is a world of difference between the forces with Titled Douluo and those without Titled Douluo. Even if the five major element academies are connected and powerful, how can they compare with the Holy Dragon Sect, which has produced Douluo for generations?

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"Home!"

The carriage stopped, and Murong Qingxue was the first to jump out of the carriage.

An Lan slowly stepped out of the carriage. Tang Yuehua and Wang Zhiqiu stood on either side. A magnificent gate caught An Lan's eyes.

"Holy Dragon Sect!"

On a large plaque, three golden ancient characters are engraved, which are simple and majestic, as powerful as a swimming dragon.

Above the plaque, there is a gold-plated sculpture. It is a man with a heroic appearance, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, with nine dragons entwining around his body. He holds a halberd and controls the nine dragons.

Seeing An Lan looking at this sculpture, Mr. Hua introduced him respectfully: "This is the Holy Dragon Douluo from 2000 years ago, one of the saints certified by the Douluo Hall. According to rumors, he walked out of a mysterious valley , possessing the power of Nine Dragons, the inheritance of our Holy Dragon Sect is related to his old man."

An Lan nodded.

Douluo Palace is the top organization of Wuhun Palace, and the status of the Great Elder of Douluo Palace is not even much lower than that of the Pope.For all titled Douluo on the mainland, in theory, the title must be awarded by the Douluo Palace to be truly counted.

The group of people stepped into the gate and saw Yang Baihua coming back with the eldest lady. The guards all saluted.

Tang Yuehua was secretly shocked at this moment. Although her cultivation level was not high, her perception had always been very keen. When she passed by just now, she clearly sensed that even the guards guarding the door had cultivation levels of three or four rings. Not much lower than Haotian Sect.Moreover, the momentum of these guards is always connected. It is obvious that they have undergone strict training and are good at combined attack operations.

However, An Lan was still chatting and laughing with Mr. Hua and Murong Qingxue without paying any attention to them.How could such an ordinary soul master catch his eye?

The sect of Shenglong Sect is indeed very large, with servants coming and going, and there are enough thousands of people living in it.An Lan even saw the place where soul beasts were raised. According to Mr. Hua, it was used to train disciples' practical abilities.

"Xiaoxue, you are back. Come with me to the living room. The sect master and deputy sect master are waiting for you."

A disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect came towards him. When he saw An Lan, he was stunned for a moment, and then said to Murong Qingxue.

"It just so happens that both adults are here. I will take you to pay a visit to the sect leader."

Mr. Hua smiled at An Lan.

"he is......"

The disciple looked at An Lan with confusion in his eyes.

"This is a distinguished guest. Okay, please step aside."

Mr. Hua said calmly.

"Yes."

Not only that disciple, Paige, Hanyue and others also left one after another.

Mr. Hua and others walked into the living room. Mr. Hua stepped forward respectfully, knelt on one knee and saluted: "Yang Baihua is back with the lady."

In the living room, there are three people sitting at the moment; the first is an old man in white, with white eyebrows like snow, kind eyes, and a calm gaze like an ascetic, with a smooth and innocent temperament; beside the old man, sitting is an old man wearing a black The middle-aged man wearing a top hat has a handsome face and a handsome demeanor, and he often makes people feel good when they meet him.

Opposite him, however, was a richly dressed young man with a high nose and handsome appearance, but with a faint sense of gloom.Although the young man wore a polite smile, he could not hide the arrogance that he had developed over more than ten years.

"Get up."

The old man in white nodded, and then Yang Baihua stood up respectfully.

"I wonder who this is..."

When the young man saw An Lan and Murong Qingxue standing together, his eyes darkened.An Lan and Murong Qingxue, one handsome and delicate, the other Xueyu cute, made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Your Highness the Viscount, this is our new distinguished guest from the Holy Dragon Sect, Mr. An Lan."

Yang Baihua introduced.

"Your Highness the Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, Mr. An Lan is a saint rarely seen in thousands of years. He is born holy. He rescued my party and me in the Star Forest."

Yang Baihua cupped her hands and roughly told them about An Lan's rescue.

"Dad, uncle of the sect leader, we would like to thank Master An Lan. Without him, we might not be able to come back!"

Murong Qingxue also shouted, a hint of gratitude flashed in her beautiful big eyes.

"saint?"

The young man's eyes flashed, he sneered, and said, "Yang Baihua, Yang Baihua, do you believe what you said?"

Yang Baihua looked a little ugly and introduced An Lan in a low voice: "Master An Lan, this is Viscount Xueluo..."

The young man took a sip of fruit wine and continued: "Looking at this kid, he must be twelve or thirteen years old at most. At this age, having four or five rings is the limit. Can he be more powerful than you Yang Baihua? What do you think? He is a saint, so does he have official certification? Huh?"

"this......"

Yang Baihua suddenly felt embarrassed and glanced at An Lan with some embarrassment.

"Xueluo, what do you mean?"

Murong Qingxue looked at Viscount Xueluo angrily.

Xueluo looked at Murong Qingxue and said with a gentle expression: "Xiaoxue, you are young and don't know that people in this world are sinister and there are the most liars. Those crazy people who don't know their own abilities and want to gain access to your Holy Dragon Sect. , I’m afraid we can line up from Balak to Progna!”

"I'm no saint."

An Lan said calmly.

"what?"

Yang Baihua's expression suddenly changed and she looked at An Lan in disbelief.

The middle-aged man wearing a top hat also frowned.He knew his daughter best. Seeing her grateful eyes, no matter how unbelievable it was, he believed Yang Baihua's words.But An Lan denied that he was a believer in public, which could only mean that Yang Baihua was talking nonsense the whole time, and Xueluo exposed it with just one poke.

"Boy, you defrauded the Holy Dragon Sect and dared to blaspheme the name of the saint. Do you know what crime you deserve? Kneel down quickly!"

Xueluo slapped the table and scolded, her eyes filled with coldness.

"If you kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy now, I can spare your life."

An Lan put his hands behind his back, looked at the ceiling, and said.

"court death!"

"My lord, be careful!"

Xueluo suddenly changed color, and even Yang Baihua and Tang Yuehua hurriedly tried to dissuade her, complaining secretly in their hearts.

Xueluo is not an ordinary viscount. His fiefdom is on the border. He has tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command, and there are even many soul masters who have joined his command.Not to mention, he was backed by the royal family, and the elders and sect leaders of the major soul master sects usually treated him like a distinguished guest. How could he dare to talk to him like this?

"Hmph, you are nothing, but you dare to make irresponsible remarks in front of the master. If you say any nonsense again, I will kill you for the master first."

Wang Zhiqiu said coldly.She was born in the Star Forest and has no idea about the hierarchical status of human society. She only understands the strength and weakness of strength.This Xueluo's strength is even inferior to that of Han Yue, yet he dares to shout in front of his master. He is really asking for death!

"Ok?"

The expression of the old man in white who was sitting at the top suddenly moved slightly. He suddenly realized that Wang Zhiqiu did not seem to be a real flesh and blood body, but just a spirit body.

"Could it be that... what Yang Baihua said is true? Is she really some kind of beast? But this is too unbelievable..."

"Good, good, good!"

Xueluo said "Okay" three times in a row, and then shouted: "Gushan, take down this little beast!"

"Yes! Your Highness."

A thick voice sounded from outside the door, and then, a giant man nearly three meters tall walked into the living room.The giant man's upper body was bare, revealing his dark, strong muscles, and his body seemed to be made of steel. The moment the giant man walked in, Yang Baihua's expression became solemn, and Wang Zhiqiu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Soul rings, one after another, rose from the foot of the ancient mountain, one, two, three... A total of seven soul rings, beating on the ancient mountain, Soul Saint, this is also a Soul Saint!

"You're going to send this country chicken and tile dog to deal with me?"

An Lan laughed, but still stood still, looking unconcerned.

"Humph!"

A flash of anger flashed in Gu Shan's eyes, and he saw him striding towards An Lan. The whole hall seemed to shake slightly, as if a giant elephant was walking.

Gu Shan raised his left hand like a cattail leaf fan and grabbed An Lan's head. If the grasp was firm, a stubborn rock would explode.

"boom!"

An Lan slashed out his left hand like a phoenix wing, and his entire forearm instantly turned red, colliding with Gu Shan's arm as thick as an ordinary human thigh.

Gu Shan took half a step back and glanced at the place where his arm had collided with An Lan's just now, with a look of horror in his eyes.A deep red mark appeared on his arm, followed by a strong burning sensation.His body is so tough that it can't even be damaged by ordinary swords, but he was actually injured by An Lan!

"Soul deprivation, fate's death!"

An Lan thought softly in his heart, and the rose-gold light flashed across his body, and his eyes turned into two colors, one black and one white.

At this moment, a great sense of crisis arose in Gushan's heart; in the eyes of outsiders, his body was suffused with a layer of black and white light, which was extremely strange.

An Lan obtained the soul ring of the auspicious beast. The soul ring of the auspicious beast was indeed very special. It actually gave An Lan two soul skills at once: Soul Deprivation and Destiny.

Soul deprivation strips away the opponent's mental defense; Death of Destiny reduces the opponent's physical defense.The combination of these two soul skills, even with a high vision like An Lan, feels that it is a good choice at this stage.

What's more important is that the soul skills provided by the soul ring are like magical powers in the world of cultivation. Generally, they do not require preparation and can be issued with telekinesis.

"You also punch me!"

An Lan shouted coldly, took a step forward, and struck out with a "Powerful Demonic Ape Fist".The moment the punch was struck, An Lan's muscles and bones were shaking, his energy and blood were boiling, and his eyes were stained with scarlet, as if he was possessed by a powerful demon ape.

"boom!"

Gushan's blocking arm was instantly smashed open, and there was a cracking sound of bones. The next moment, the whole person flew backwards and flew out of the hall.

Everyone stood up and took a look, and all gasped. A fist mark that was an inch deep appeared on Gushan's exposed chest. He was taking in less air and outgoing more air. It seemed that he was no longer alive.

One punch and Gu Shan is dead!

Horror all over the place!