Douluo: Long Live the Hall of Souls

Chapter 136 Martial Soul Eternity
"Bright Festival, start!!!"

The clear and bright voice resounded inside and outside the Wuhun City, and the eyes of everyone on the stage focused on the most central chariot. Wasn't the Pope Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace who gave the order just now?
The astonishment of the many big figures on the stage did not come to answer. Today, it is the director of the Guangming Festival who is in charge of the arrangement of the ceremony. Of course, it is the current Wuhundian Sheng Ziyan.When his voice came into the field, the ceremony officially began.

The sacred music sounded, intertwined with the prayers of millions of believers, and gathered into a holy gospel.

The breath between heaven and earth dances with the music, and then the wind blows again. However, the wind blowing at this time is no longer the cold chilling autumn wind, but warm as if it is spring.

The flowers and plants in the mountains around the mountains are all trembling with the wind. The blue silver grass on the ground is blooming with fine blue flowers, winter jasmine, magnolia, spring chrysanthemum, pink peach... All kinds of flowers start to bloom in autumn, and countless petals rise with the wind. , flying non-stop in the air inside and outside the altar.

Tens of thousands of petals flying all over the sky sprinkle bursts of fragrance to the earth. This fragrance is not only the original fragrance of the flower, it is unforgettable, and it is stronger than the fragrance of any flower in the world. However, after entering people's noses , but there is no greasy feeling, but it is as fresh as the wind after the rain.

Millions of believers looked up at the petals flying in the air, saw such a beautiful and dazzling picture, and smelled such a refreshing fragrance, they were intoxicated beyond measure.

Outside Wuhun City, where it was originally autumn, a warm spring breeze was blowing suddenly, countless petals fluttered in the wind, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

Suddenly the wind stopped, and thousands of petals fell down one after another, turning into a grand rain of flowers. The believers knelt down in the rain of flowers.

Countless dignitaries on the stage looked at this grand flower rain, and there was a trace of uneasiness in the depths of their eyes.

This time during the Light Festival, Wuhundian advertised that the gods will descend on the world to perform miracles. The millions of believers who are kneeling and praying may have never doubted it, but most of them don't believe it.

They originally thought that this time it was just a trick directed and performed by Wuhundian. After all, miracles only appear in myths and legends, and no one has seen them for a long time.

However, the grand ceremony in front of them, just the flower rain at the beginning, shook their hearts.

Such a grand scene, even one or two auxiliary system soul masters alone can't do it, it must be a strong one among the auxiliary system soul masters, involving many rare and powerful attributes such as life and light, what is needed There are many soul masters, is this the background of the Wuhun Temple?

"The God of Angels has descended."

"Praise the God of Angels!"

"Miracle! Miracle! Miracle!"

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The rain of colorful flowers fell on the earth, and the hazy twilight rendered the altar into a haze. Among the countless prayers and gospels, it seemed that only the light of God was shining, and an extremely tall and shining angel statue appeared on the altar. This scene was regarded as a miracle by countless believers.

Millions of believers knelt down to pray, and all the deacons, elders, and bishops of the Wuhun Temple took the lead in praying. Originally, it was just the people in the rear and some nobles who watched the excitement, but at this moment, many people chose to join the prayer team.

Accompanied by countless prayers and ceremonies, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens officially began. The chariots on the left and right were full of light, and there were also figures flickering in the procession behind the chariot. Pope Bibi Dong took the lead, and ten people from the Spirit Hall Titled Douluo appeared around the altar.

"This is... an offering from the Spirit Hall."

On the viewing stage, a group of big figures from the two empires looked at the ten strong men on the stage, and each of them fell silent, especially the handsome middle-aged man standing side by side with Bibi Dong, who couldn't help but be shocked. Few people feel trembling inside.

"These people actually appeared."

"They are legendary existences."

"The first and second priests of Wuhun Hall must be over a hundred years old."

"This great priest actually looks so young. If Tang Chen doesn't come out, he is an invincible existence in the world. With him around, who can compare to Wuhundian?"

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The ten titled Douluo standing on the Bright Altar at this moment include the Seven Great Priests of the Shrine Hall, Pope Bibi Dong, the Left and Right Dharma Guardian Elder Guigui and Yueguan, they are the most powerful in the Hall of Spirits. The ten of them all have a minimum cultivation level of 95.

Such an incomparably powerful lineup naturally made the forces of the two empires tremble with fear. Although they always knew that the top forces of the Wuhun Temple were very powerful, they had never seen such a shining muscle.

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Chen Xin from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were extremely shocked, secretly thankful for their previous decisions.

Yu Yuanzhen, the suzerain of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, had a little fear in his eyes. No matter how arrogant he was, under such absolute strength, he lost his arrogance.

He himself can barely reach level 95, perhaps a little stronger than the new Pope and the two guardian elders, at least he thinks so, but if he is up against these seven priests who are at least level 96, he is probably a little stronger. There is no chance.

Wuhun Hall has this level of strength, if you add the elders in the Elder Hall, you will feel a little desperate, not to mention that the Haotian School has closed the mountain now, even if they have not retired, and they have not taken the post of Haotian Douluo Tang Chen, they are still resisting. Can't do it.

When the ten titled Douluo appeared on the altar, the white jade-like altar shone with light. Not only did all kinds of rare and rare herbs and precious spiritual objects appear in the center of the altar, but there were also all kinds of treasures dedicated by millions of believers. The sacrifices appear around the altar, and they represent the dedication of countless believers in the world to the gods.

When countless eyes focused on the altar, the central chariot suddenly burst into light, and a figure dressed in a golden robe walked up to the altar step by step as if stepping on a bridge of light.

This figure is unusually young, it can even be said to be young, but in his early ten years old, it is not the holy son of the Wuhun Temple, Yan.

After he looked around, a clear voice resounded throughout the audience, "We are the dependents of the gods, bathed in the divine light of hope...the light is immortal, the martial soul is eternal, and we praise the benevolent and great angel god..."

"The light is immortal, and the martial spirit is eternal."

Accompanied by the shouts of countless believers, a dazzling golden light with a sacred aura rose from the angel statue on the altar.

"Martial spirit, eternal."

There seemed to be a deep-rooted voice sounded between the heaven and the earth, and then everyone saw that in the sky, there seemed to be an unearthly figure dancing in the golden light. There were six pure white wings behind her, as if she had fallen into the sky. An angel on earth.

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