Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

"Interesting, very interesting."

A figure hidden in mid-air, quietly watching everything happening below, said to himself:

"It's been so long since the game started, but the protagonist hasn't arrived yet. Originally, I thought the show would end in such a dull and boring way, but instead an uninvited guest sneaked in. It was really interesting."

Although it was a joke, his eyes were full of indifference, as if the scene below would not cause him any emotional fluctuations even if it was a horrific mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

Finally, he threw the stone in his left hand into the air and caught it immediately. At the same time, he slightly raised the long blood-colored stick engraved with dragon patterns in his right hand and added with interest:

"Who do you think will be the final winner between them? The Mengmei Chief from Tiandou Royal Academy?"

Hearing this, Chief Meng Shenji's kind old face first flashed a complicated look, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he showed an awkward but not elegant smile:

"My Majesty, Demon-Conquering Douluo, the juniors are not very talented and have little knowledge. I really can't tell which of the two sides is stronger or weaker. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Although the tall and burly Demon-Conquering Douluo looks younger than him, he is much stronger than him, so it should be.

"I think the one with a greater winning rate is the guy who got involved in the game midway and has twin martial arts souls. What do you think?"

After taking in everything just now, Demon-Conquering Douluo judged that Shi Chen's martial spirit was the ordinary black crossbow before and the long knife he was holding in his hand now.

"This kid is indeed good, but his soul power level doesn't seem to be very high, and the situation on the court is a bit unfavorable to him... I think what your majesty said is very true."

Meng Shenji said with a serious face, and his tone was as solemn as if this conclusion had been carefully considered in his mind.

Demon-Conquering Douluo was very satisfied with Meng Shenji's answer, so he took back the dragon pattern stick on his shoulder and reminded:

"Stop thinking about going down and intervening. Once you go down, it will cause an imbalance in the game's combat power and destroy the fairness of the entire game. You also know that I don't like to break the rules of the game. I can tolerate you once, but I will not tolerate you. the second time."

I just saw you for the first time today, okay... Meng Shenji suppressed the resentment and grievance in his heart, forced out a smile, and nodded:

"Understood, my Majesty the Demon Crown."

Then he looked down with a solemn look, his eyes filled with sadness, and he recalled in his mind what Prince Xue Qinghe had told him.

"I humiliated him in public. On the surface, he only promised me, but secretly he definitely didn't dare to do anything to me. But in all likelihood, he will secretly retaliate against the Gern family, and Diarmuid is very likely to show up."

"When the time comes, you can find a way to bring him back. I will be of great use to this person. If he doesn't show up, please lend a helping hand to this family."

Thinking of this, Meng Shenji turned his head and glanced cautiously at Demon-Conquering Douluo, who was carrying the bloody dragon-patterned stick on his shoulder.

It seems that His Majesty also came to Diarmuid to steal people from Titled Douluo?

"Your Highness, I really can't do it..."

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"This golden-winged thunder eagle has just been promoted to a 6000-year-old soul beast. Yes, after withstanding six lightning strikes, its wingspan has changed from ten meters to 12 meters. This means that the length of each wing has increased. By one meter, its cultivation will increase by a thousand years."

Shi Chen remained calm on the surface, and began to analyze the combat power of both sides in his mind:

"With my current strength, I can walk sideways in front of a three- or four-thousand-year-old soul beast. A six-thousand-year-old... is a bit difficult. Maybe it can be done if all the Noble Phantasms are projected."

"But I have to face this black-robed soul master with unknown strength at the same time, and I have to be wary of the spy lurking in the dark. Why does it want to help this black-robed soul master?"

Recalling what the black-robed soul master shouted at the golden-winged thunder eagle just now.

"You don't want to know what's going on with 'it'."

it?

Who deserves it?

Soul beast?Is this the child of the golden-winged thunder eagle?Or a partner?

"I don't know if senior has thought about it. I still say the same thing. As long as senior leaves on his own, I can forget about it, or..."

The black-robed soul master's voice changed and his tone became playful: "Senior, kill them yourself and kill them. Then you will be a friend of my Knull family."

Taking a step forward, under his feet, three shining soul rings rose up one after another, rising quietly, two yellow and one purple. As the soul power flowed, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure and hit his face, making the tree The Grants and his son felt very uncomfortable.

There are only three soul rings, shouldn't it... Shi Chen is a little confused.

In his guess, the strength of this black-robed soul master should be that of a four-ringed soul sect. Otherwise, how could he have escaped unscathed under the large-scale lightning strike of the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle?

At this time, is he still hiding his strength?

"Senior, have you thought about it? My patience is limited."

"cut!"

Shi Chen snorted disdainfully, and then, a layer of intense lavender light suddenly released from his body, and a lavender soul ring rose from his feet, diluting the pressure released by the black-robed soul master.

Although the color was light, the dazzling intensity of the light was not inferior to that displayed by the black-robed soul master. The dazzling light actually directly dispersed the thin smoke and dust.

The Grants suddenly felt relieved.

"That's my answer."

"It seems that senior really wants to make an enemy of me for three despicable people." As he said this, the middle-aged soul master waved the sleeves of his black robe.

"Chirp!"

The golden-winged thunder eagle seemed to be very dissatisfied with the instructions of the black-robed soul master, with strong unwillingness in his eyes, but he still flapped his wings violently.

The next moment, several golden feathers peeled off from the wings on both sides.

"Crack!"

On the feathers, there are golden thunder arcs, like naughty and playful children, jumping gently and bursting out with strong light.

"Chirp!"

Suddenly,

The golden-winged thunder eagle once again let out a cry that resounded through the sky, piercing the stone and burning gold. It was extremely sharp and stung the eardrums of everyone present.

"Ah...why can't I hear you?!"

"You, what are you talking about? Why can't you just open your mouth and make no sound?"

The scarred soul masters at close range were the most severely affected, with blood slowly dripping down their ears.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately afterwards, several golden feathers automatically changed their angles, aimed at the treetop where Shi Chen was half leaning, and suddenly shot out, carrying a sonic boom, dragging out several golden rainbows in mid-air.

"I don't even have to hide from this move."

The golden feathers shone with a cold light, as if they were going to destroy everything, but Shi Chen stepped on the treetops with both feet, motionless, looking at the black-robed soul master through the gaps between the dense branches, his eyes were caring for the mentally retarded.

"Haha, die, die..."

Seeing that Shi Shi didn't make any move to resist, Knorr just thought that he had given up resistance. Extreme pleasure surged into his heart, and his expression became distorted again.

"This……"

But the next scene made his distorted expression freeze instantly on his face, like a ghost mask scrawled by a naughty boy.

"……how is this possible?"

Those golden feathers containing the power of thunder should have penetrated the soul master's body immediately, and even destroyed most of the dense forest behind him. They were just hovering directly above the soul master's body. One meter in front of you? !

"sieve……"

The momentum of the golden feathers was still unabated, and the power of thunder and the turbulent air flow it carried knocked down the branches and leaves of the ancient tree where the soul master was standing.

Broken wood and remaining leaves were flying, as if there was a 'light rain', but the small area of ​​​​the figure where the soul master stood was not affected at all.

Several golden feathers were separated from the master by such a short distance, but not only why, even with such a short distance of one meter, they could not penetrate.

It seems like a natural chasm for them!

This scene is so weird!

"That's it. What a familiar scene. I guessed it right."

The endless falling trees were rustling, and Grant and Uncle Ge were almost covered by the green 'heavy rain', but their tone was extremely excited:

"Avoiding the protection of the arrow!"

This seemingly young master is indeed inextricably linked to Diarmait, and he should be the elder brother of his clan.

Grant felt that he had discovered the truth again, looked at the muscular father beside him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, Dad, when will you be like me?