The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 131 While Planning

"Grandpa Ghost?!"

Mo Fan looked out the door in surprise, only to see the figure of Ghost Douluo passing through the closed door and floating in so strangely.

"Ghost Douluo's strength seems to have improved a lot."

For Ghost Douluo's arrival, although Qian Renxue was a little surprised, it was also reasonable, after all, she couldn't bear to let her precious apprentice be trapped in the enemy's camp alone.

"Miss, it's ridiculous." Ghost Douluo responded politely.

"Grandpa Ghost, can you help us?"

"Yes, I am here this time under the order of the Pope to help you mess up the situation in the two countries."

"My third soul skill has undergone some interesting changes during the last transformation."

As he said that, a strange black mist appeared in the ghost's hands.

"Grandpa Ghost, how did you do it?" Mo Fan looked at the cloud of black mist in Ghost's hands nervously and said in surprise.

After entering and exiting the space-time orb, Mo Fan became more sensitive to Zoke's breath.

From the black mist in Ghost Douluo's hand, Mo Fan could clearly feel Zoke's aura, but something was wrong.

Seeing Mo Fan's astonishment, Ghost Douluo smiled, and wiped out the black mist with his hands.

"Don't be nervous, this is just the effect of my third soul skill."

"After the transformation of my third soul ability, the soul ability has also changed. I call it imitation." Ghost explained.

After his explanation, Mo Fan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that even the ghosts would fall.

"This soul skill of mine should be able to help you solve some concerns."

How can this solve some problems? They have solved all the fundamental problems.

Mo Fan suppressed the joy in his heart, "Grandpa Ghost, I trouble you to go and inform everyone in Wuhun Hall."

Ghost nodded, and then faded out of Mo Fan's sight.

Seeing the ghost leaving, Qian Renxue asked Mo Fan again: "It's easy to arrange on Tiandou's side, what about Xingluo's side?"

"At Xingluo's side, the teacher has hidden ideas, so I don't need to worry about it."

Mo Fan casually sat down on the chair and stretched comfortably, "Then we'll just watch the show."

"Aren't you afraid of accidents?" Qian Renxue frowned unconsciously as she looked at the lazy Mo Fan.

However, Mo Fan waved his hand indifferently, "What could be unexpected? Oh right, during this period, you'd better send someone to monitor Xue Beng and sort out all aspects of his life."

"Why do you want these?" Qian Renxue asked puzzled.

"Last insurance. By the way, where should I sleep at night? Sleeping with you?" Mo Fan looked at Qian Renxue with a smile on his face.

Looking at Mo Fan's harmless smiling face, Qian Renxue felt the urge to hit someone.

There are so many guest rooms in the Prince's Mansion, you can sleep wherever you want, who wants to sleep with you!

"Come here, arrange a guest room for this lord!" Qian Renxue gave Mo Fan an angry look, and ordered casually.

"Tsk, it's a pity, I wanted to chat with His Royal Highness the whole night."

Mo Fan shook his head regretfully, followed the servants out with big strides, not giving Qian Renxue a chance to get angry.

At the same time, Guigui, who was rushing back to Wuhundian, encountered some big troubles.

Ghostly eyes vigilantly sized up the three men in black robes surrounding him, and the spirit power in his body was constantly floating.

One of the three asked vaguely, "Is your Excellency the ghost elder of Wuhun Hall?"

"Which alien god are you believers?"

Through their auras, Ghost had already guessed the identities of the three, but they didn't know the purpose of their trip.

"The lord is not some alien god, and don't associate us with those inferior believers."

After the ghost finished asking, a shrill voice responded immediately.Seems like saying they are just believers is insulting them.

"Oh? If you're not a believer, then you are..."

"What's the point of talking to him, kill him quickly, and finish the mission of the Lord."

The last tall man with a strong physique was obviously impatient, with black soul power surging all over his body, urging him with words.

"You are the one who is most anxious." The person who spoke first shook his head helplessly, and then said flatly to the ghost: "Please invite the elder ghost to die."

"Although my title is 'ghost', I don't want to die yet."

Before the words were finished, the ghostly body gradually faded under their noses.

"Stop him!"

A dark iron chain, like a python at night, is coming towards the ghost at full speed.

Relying on his gradually ghostly body, Ghost didn't want to deal with this iron chain at first.

However, along with the iron chains came the suffocating sense of crisis.

Although it was a physical attack, his intuition told him that if he didn't dodge now, he would have no chance.

Years of fighting made Ghost Douluo trust his intuition very much. As soon as the sense of crisis came to his mind, he immediately dodged aside.

The iron chain fell straight down, and Ghost subconsciously glanced at the place where he was before.

The blue silver grass, which was originally full of vitality, was already withered and withered. A gust of night wind blew by, and it immediately turned into dust.

At the moment when the iron chain fell, Guimei could clearly sense the passing of life of those blue silver grasses.

And it was at that moment that the ghost knew how the sense of crisis in his heart came from.

He can turn into a ghost, but turning into a ghost can't prevent the deprivation of life.

"I don't seem to have offended that master of yours, do I?" Gui Mei tensed up and stared at the three of them with a serious face.

"The meaning of our existence is to remove obstacles for our master, and you Titled Douluo are one of the obstacles."

"Submit or die."

"What nonsense with him!"

The big tall man couldn't help it anymore, a huge hammer appeared in his hand, and the aura emanating from it was exactly the same as the iron chain before.

This person is obviously a typical person who doesn't talk too much cruelly. As soon as he got the hammer in his hand, he threw it at the ghost with full momentum.

Ghost naturally didn't dare to take the blow head-on, and hurriedly dodged aside.

The giant hammer fell, shaking the ground.

Without using the soul skill, the man abruptly opened a crack on the ground.

"Hey! Elder Ghost is quite agile!"

Before the ghost could catch his breath, a strange voice came from behind him.Followed by a sharp cracking sound.

Ghost rolled sideways subconsciously, but this time her luck was not so good.

The man seemed to have guessed the direction in which the ghost was dodging. With a turn of the blade, it cut straight down obliquely, leaving a hideous scar on the ghost's arm.

The rapidly fading vitality has left the ghost with no time to care about the pain of the wound.

Faced with this weird trio and the constant loss of vitality, Gui Mei's heart was ruthless, and his luck was like a knife, and he cut off his injured arm neatly.

The intense pain distorted the originally handsome face of the ghost, and a black soul ring instantly emerged.

"I have written down the revenge of the broken arm! Infinite ghosts devour!"

Accompanied by ghostly roars, a giant black hole emerged above the heads of the three of them.

Inside the black hole, endless ghosts screamed out.

(End of this chapter)