Douluo's holy sword

Chapter 276 He's My Man! (5400)

The spacious main hall is not ostentatious or luxurious, but extremely simple, surrounded by stone pillars carved with various spirit beasts.

From the entrance of the main hall to the deepest part, there is no more or less distance.

One hundred steps.

This symbolizes the soul master's hundred-level soul power and hundreds of steps.

And here, there are seven seats.

That is the seat that only priests with a soul power level over 95 in the Spirit Hall can have.

And seven, it means that there are seven such superpowers in the Wuhun Hall!

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

Three sheets each on the left and right, placed horizontally.

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

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

"What the hell is going on with She Long! Why did you wake us up all of a sudden!" An old man in a black robe said angrily at the Chapter 3 position on the right hand.

There are seven enshrined spirits in Wuhun Hall, 96-level titled Douluo, Wuhun: Coiling Dragon Stick, title: Jiangmo.

Right now, our seven priests are in a bad mood.

Because, during this deep cultivation, he faintly felt a vague sense of breakthrough.

Although it may not be possible to break the bottleneck of level 97, he believes that he should be able to take this opportunity to open a small gap in the bottleneck.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest.

No matter how strong the city is, once there is any even a slight gap, it is nothing more than a matter of time to break through it.

And to be able to cultivate to this level, how could the seven priests be impatient.

Once he was able to break through, the current positions of the seven enshrined may change.

And just as he was about to concentrate on seizing the opportunity and take a step closer to practice, the voice containing She Long's soul power woke him up from his practice.

The first time he woke up, instead of thinking about what happened in the temple, he immediately closed his eyes, trying to regain the vague feeling.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

This makes the seven priests happy.

"Okay, don't make a bad face." Another priest who was eighty percent like the seventh priest said indifferently.

"She Long is not a person who doesn't care about the importance. This time we are awakened by this method, something big must happen."

The sixth enshrined and seventh enshrined brother of the Wuhun Hall, Wuhun is also a Panlong stick, and the spirit power level is also level 96, title: Qianjun.

Hearing the elder brother's words, Qigong had no choice but to forcefully swallow his dissatisfaction. However, judging from 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 priest who had been silent all this time, said: "When I woke up, I seemed to vaguely feel the aura of Yueguan and Laogui outside the hall."

The four enshrined in the Wuhun Hall, the 96-level title Douluo, the Wuhun Soul Breaking Knife, the title: Breaking Soul.

"Yueguan and the old ghost?" Liu Gongfeng frowned.

"Is this related to them?"

Although they are both enshrined in the Wuhun Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who are with the Pope, have always been different from them.

"Hey, these two trash, could it be that they still want to come to our shrine to make trouble?" The old man in the blue and white robe on the first seat on the right sneered.

There are three enshrined in Wuhun Hall, 96-level titled Douluo, Wuhun: Canglan Eagle, title: Canglan.

"I'll give them a few more guts, will they dare?" Seven priests had the hottest temper, and directly spit on the ground inappropriately, and said disdainfully.

Chrysanthemum 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 priests, apart from the martial soul fusion skill, it is nothing more than a waste with little merit.

"Hey, I don't care about that much anymore. Now that I'm awake this time, I'll go play with that old thing Chen Xin." The third priest licked his lips and said.

He is an old rival with Sword Dou Luo Chenxin.

The two also had old grudges, and they would inevitably fight when they met. However, Chen Xin seemed to be able to faintly overwhelm him most of the time with the powerful killing power of the top weapon, the Seven Killing Sword.

A few times, if it wasn't for his martial spirit being much faster than Sword Douluo in terms of speed, and the fact that he chose to fight in an advantageous location, maybe he would really have died at the hands of Sword Douluo.

However, this time, he has been cultivating secretly in the palace for many years, but Chen Xin is too tired to protect Ning Fengzhi's safety, so he can't practice with all his heart, maybe he will have a chance to kill Chen Xin under his hands.

"Is Chen Feng's grandson?" The priest on the left had always closed his eyes to meditate, but at this moment, he finally opened his eyes when he heard Jian Douluo's name.

"Unexpectedly, even his grandson has already reached this level..." The old man in a golden robe seemed to sigh.

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

When the old man spoke, the rest of the offerings all shut their mouths.

Even if he is as fierce as three offerings and as violent as seven offerings, the same is true.

Because, not only because this old man's age is the oldest among them, even the ninety-year-old Sword Douluo is his grandson, but also because this old man's strength is also the most powerful among them.

The second enshrinement of the Wuhun Hall, the 98th-level title Douluo, Wuhun: Golden Crocodile King, title: Golden Crocodile.

When it comes to seniority, he is even higher than Qian Daoliu, the great enshrined in the Wuhun Hall, and he has traveled across the continent earlier.

At that time, his enemy was the former Sword Douluo.

Today, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's grandfather, Chen Feng, is a level 98 Title Douluo.

The two fought many times, and there was still no winner. In the end, it was Qian Daoliu who reached the peak and stepped into the peerless realm of level 99, before beheading Chen Feng.

"They are here." The steady four priests said.

At this moment, at the entrance, there are three figures walking quickly.

The five priests headed by strode forward and sat back in his seat.

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

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

"I won't talk more nonsense." Wu Gongfeng said impatiently.

"She Long, tell me what happened."

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

She Long's robe was crackled by the blowing, but his complexion was still calm and his figure was still tall and straight.

And Zhu Yan's face was a little 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, he could tell at a glance whether he was telling the truth or a lie.

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

"His Highness is back?" The priests were immediately moved.

They had practiced for a long time, but they didn't know about Qian Renxue's return.

Only the eyes of the second priest did not fluctuate, obviously already aware of it.

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

"You mean, you woke us up because you were going to kill someone?" Seven priests slapped the armrest fiercely, staring.

For such a ridiculous reason?

"Who are you going to kill?" the fourth priest asked calmly.

"If you kill only ordinary people, you won't be able to attract Yueguan and old ghosts."

"Is this person related to His Highness?" The second priest accurately grasped a key point.

She Long nodded slowly, and said, "This person has the martial soul fusion skill with His Highness."

"What!" The voices of Six Paths, both frightened and angry, rang out.

Even the most stable second priest changed color at this time.

"She Long! How dare you do that!" Seventh Priest stood up violently, his majestic soul power already boiling, like a tiger about to pounce, bursting out with murderous intent.

If he didn't still have such a sense of reason, tell him that even if it is his turn to make a move at this time, he would have already killed She Long in his hands.

Zhu Yan's expression changed slightly, and he took a step back indistinctly.

However, She Long's expression remained unchanged, and he was not intimidated by the seven priests 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 16 years old, and he will soon be the soul king... No, maybe Already the soul king..."

She Long didn't say a word, and all the priests were even more shocked.

A 16-year-old soul king?

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

This kind of talent is really catching up with Qian Renxue!
However, such a genius...

At this moment, the killing intent on the bodies of the six priests became more and more intense, almost congealing into substance.

In their eyes, She Long's actions are almost no different from rebellion!

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

"but!"

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

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique? Yes, this can indeed greatly improve combat power, but, does Your Highness need it!"

"Back to the Temple of Angels, with us and the existence of great worshipers, how can His Highness need to do it! And when His Highness needs to do it, His Highness has already become a god. Good for the gods!"

"Increase the speed of cultivation?"

"I admit, it does work."

"However, in the Temple of Angels, His Highness is already in the highest level of mimetic cultivation environment, and His Highness's cultivation speed is already close to the limit! Even if it is the martial soul fusion skill, how much can His Highness improve his cultivation speed!"

"One floor or one and a half floors?"

"Even so, this is not a reason for you to act recklessly!" The four priests looked serious.

"Compared with his slight benefits, he is more harmful to His Highness, our Spirit Hall!" She Long raised his neck and said forcefully.

"There is already a gap between him and His Highness, it is not impossible to stand on the opposite side of us, and because of the relationship between martial souls, he will become the only weakness in His Highness's heart!"

"This is something unknown!" the six priests shouted.

"But it's possible!" She Long didn't back down.

"Your Highness is the key to realizing our Spirit Hall's great plan! He is the person we have been waiting for for a long time to become a god! As long as His Highness becomes a god, His Highness can have everything in this world!"

"Your highness like this doesn't need weaknesses!"

"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 fourth priest kept shaking his head, looking at She Long with a deep disbelief in his eyes.

However, unexpectedly, the seven priests who were originally the most excited fell silent.

"I think..." The voice of the three priests was no longer as aggressive as before.

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

"You also..." The fourth priest looked at the third priest in disbelief.

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

"Old Seven..." the fourth priest said shyly.

"Old Sixth, you..." The Fourth Priest turned his attention to the Sixth Priest.

The sixth priest avoided the eyes of the fourth priest and was speechless.

"You three..." The bodies of the four priests trembled a little.

"Fart!" Wu Gong was furious.

"His Highness, why do you need to arrange for her! Do you have His Highness in your heart! Is there any respect..."

"That's why we say that!" The third priest interrupted the fifth priest and shouted.

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

"Shameless!" The fifth priest cursed again and again, but in the end he turned his head sharply and looked at the second priest who had been silent all along.

"Your Highness will understand! Because Your Highness will definitely put the overall situation first, isn't His Highness' wish to unify the mainland!" The three priests did not back down at all.

"Second priest, what do you think?"

Facing everyone's eyes, the second priest's face has returned to calm.

"You seem to have forgotten something..." the second priest said in a deep voice.

"This matter should be judged by She Long. It seems that it should not be us, but..."

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

"I was in the Sound Transmission Angel Temple just now." The second priest said softly.

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

Everyone's complexion changed, including the second priest, they all bowed and saluted.

"I've seen the great priest, I've seen His Highness!"

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

His gaze once again fell on Qian Renxue who was beside Qian Daoliu.

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

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

Qian Renxue nodded slightly to the second priest, and then, under the gaze of everyone, slowly walked in front of She Long.

When She Long saw Qian Renxue's calm gaze, for some reason, her originally firm heart trembled slightly.

"Your Highness..." She Long whispered.

"Brother She Long, I heard what you said." Qian Renxue said flatly.

"You said, you are doing it for my own good?"

"Exactly!" She Long said loudly.

"Only this, I can guarantee!"

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

Several priests breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

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

That's right, how can a boy who has only known His Highness for a year or two compare to His Highness's 20-year wish.

"Then His Highness thought that his subordinates did it..." She Long said expectantly.

Qian Renxue didn't answer his words, but asked: "Masters, who do you think Ye Yao is?"

The atmosphere was silent.

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

"A genius comparable to His Highness?" The fourth priest was the first to speak.

"An unstable factor." San Gong said.

"The kid who got shit luck." Wu Gong said angrily.

Hearing the answers from the various priests, Qian Renxue's smile gradually faded.

And at this moment, She Long finally felt the deep uneasiness that came from deep in his heart.

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

She Long was silent, his body trembled slightly.

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

"At the same time, I'm also telling you all." Qian Renxue turned her head and glanced at everyone.

"Ye Yao, he is..."

"My man!"

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

And the faces of the three, six, and seven priests changed drastically in an instant.

Just as She Long was about to say something more, Qian Renxue said decisively: "Shut up!"

Before the others came back to their senses, six golden wings suddenly appeared behind Qian Renxue, imbuing her with a majestic, fiery, and sacred aura.

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

"Ah!" She Long roared mournfully.

Because, now, a scarlet golden flame suddenly appeared on his body.

Sunfire!

"Your Highness!" The sixth priest wanted Qian Renxue to spare She Long's life, but Qian Renxue waved her hand blankly. The soul power up to level 96 was useless, and he was ruthlessly smashed to the ground. On the wall, unable to break free.

"This is..." Although the second priest didn't say anything to stop him, he was secretly startled.

This is not Qian Renxue's original strength!
This is……

The power of Qiandaoliu!

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

However, he can.

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

Here, even the Title Douluo, who is also level 99, will definitely die.

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

Under the scorching of the sun's fire, She Long seemed like an ordinary person, without the slightest resistance.He stretched out his arm vigorously, as if he wanted to touch Qian Renxue.

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

Qian Renxue remained expressionless, clenched her Fen Fist tightly again, and the fire of the sun expanded again, covering She Long completely.

Three breaths.

It only took three breaths of time.

There is no more time for snake spear fighting Luo Shelong!

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

For a while, everyone was silent.

The six priests who had lost their restraints and fell to the ground were squatting on the ground at this moment, but they dared not move at all.

Qian Renxue felt the power that had fallen from her body, and she glanced lightly at her grandfather who was sitting in the middle.

so far?

Either way.

"Whoever touches him, I'll kill him!" Qian Renxue threw down such a sentence, and then walked out of the worship hall without looking back.

For a long time, no one made a sound.

And the second priest took the time to glance at it.

Qian Daoliu had already left at some point.

"Okay, have you heard everything His Highness said?" the second priest said in a deep voice.

The rest of the people looked at each other and nodded silently.

For the first time, seeing His Highness so furious...

"Then don't go looking for death."

"Let's go." The second priest ended with this sentence.

So all the offerings left.

Only Zhu Yan stayed in the same place trembling...

I'm... messing around?
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 don't report what you know, you should be guilty of the same crime, but considering that the big plan is coming, I will spare your life for the time being!"

Great offering!
Zhu Yan lay powerlessly on the ground, spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, and then nodded repeatedly.

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

Heh, finally he did not end up in the same fate as She Long.

but……

Not to mention serious injuries, it will take at least half a year to heal, and I dare not ask healing soul masters for help...

Soul power has dropped by one level, and I will never even think about getting it back in this life...

His path as a soul master was cut off.

However, at least he survived...

Zhu Yan closed his eyes.

just live
　I thought about it, but I didn't.happy Winter Solstice to everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)