The Dark God of Douluo descends

Chapter 146 Attack on the Martial Soul Temple
The Great Elder followed Sunan's gaze and found a white-haired old man.

The old man in white entered Xuanyu Pavilion, went straight up to the second floor, and sat behind Sunan.

The Great Elder whispered: "Could he be Shamand?"

Sunan nodded, quietly pressed the elder's hand, injected ice and water elements into his body, then put ten gold soul coins on the table, grabbed a roasted chicken leg, and walked down while eating go upstairs.

During the period, Shamande also glanced at Sunan, but did not recognize him.

The Great Elder got up and walked to Shamande's side, and sat down.

Shaman was a little puzzled, "Do we know each other?"

The Great Elder smiled kindly: "Lao Sa, why did you forget me?"

When Shaman heard this, he racked his brains and thought for a while, but he didn't recognize who this person was.

Snapped!
Just when Shamande opened his mouth to say something, a slap was caught off guard on his face, and a loud slap sounded on the second floor.

The whole venue fell silent instantly, and everyone saw Shaman's flushed right face, and turned their eyes to the Great Elder in astonishment.

Shaman was a little confused.

what's the situation?
Does one of the current bishops of Wuhun Temple dare to fight?

Shamande looked at the Great Elder with question marks all over his face, and said, "Why are you beating me?"

The Great Elder slapped down again. Shamande wanted to hide, but suddenly a suction force from the corridor sucked him in.

Hearing a "snap", the left side of Shaman's face also became swollen and red.

Shaman was furious.

The surging soul power rioted on the second floor.

The Great Elder sneered: "Heh, you don't even recognize your father, how dare you fight back?"

Shamande said angrily: "You are courting death!"

Shamande couldn't hold back any longer, the terrifying soul power raged across the audience, and many customers were scared away, only Xue Qinghe sat quietly on the table and ate.

When the great elder waved his hand, the extreme chill hit Shamande.

The shaman protected his body with Thunderbolt, but his body was still shivering from the cold.

What a terrible cold!

The chill enveloped the surroundings, and the entire second floor was covered with a layer of frost.

Shamande and the Great Elder flew to the restaurant for a decisive battle at the same time.

Sunan wore a black cloak and walked from the path to the Wuhun Hall.

The water element was given to the great elder, so he couldn't be invisible, but the shaman was not around, and those soul saints were not enemies to him.

Sunan walked to the Wuhun Temple. There were two soul sects in front of the gate, which should be guarding the gate.

When they saw Sunan approaching, they blocked the gate with spears in their hands. One of the soul sects stared at Sunan closely and shouted, "Who are you?!"

Sunan said in a low voice, "He came to claim someone's life."

When the two soul sects heard what Sunan said, they quickly released their martial souls.

Sunan slapped out with a palm, and the soul sect wanted to avoid it, but was sucked back abruptly by Sunan, who slashed on the back of the man's neck with his palm, knocking him out.

Another Wuhun of the Soul Sect is a brush, and he is drawing things with the brush.

What he draws can become physical.

In just two seconds, he drew a black bear more than two meters high. However, before he survived for a second, he was knocked unconscious by Sunan with the elemental staff.

Brush Soul Sect took advantage of this time to take out the signal flare, which had already been sent into the sky.

"Want to call for rescue?!"

Sunan released a fireball, which melted the flare that hadn't reached high altitude.

"So strong."

The Brush Soul Sect was startled, and hurried into the hall, but was chased by Sunan, who was knocked unconscious with a stick.

Sunan kicked the two into the hall and closed the gate.

There are many soul masters in the Wuhun Temple, but when they saw Sunan, they were knocked out before they could react.

Sunan walked all the way to the depths and looked around. There were three rooms.

"Which one is it?"

Sunan opened a door casually, and found that the door was locked. Sunan kicked the door open, and saw a man and a woman on the bed, and the two of them were together in a strange posture...

These two people also looked at Sunan in astonishment.

Sunan laughed and said, "Sorry, I opened the wrong door."

Sunan quickly closed the door.

"Who are you?!"

A man's low voice came from inside the door.

Sunan didn't respond, a fireball spewed out, igniting the room.

Before he left, an icy blue halo began to flicker in the room. Although the flames were not extinguished, they were suppressed. The men and women were wrapped in cold light and strode out from the flames.

"Ice attribute soul masters that complement each other?" Sunan looked at the man in surprise.

No wonder they were able to walk out of the ultimate fire.

Two extremely cold ice attributes together, even if they can't match the ultimate fire, they can still fight against it with the help of soul power.

"I'm going to kill you today!"

The woman looked at Sunan in embarrassment, without saying a word, a cold light came towards Sunan.

Sunan waved a fireball casually.

The fireball collided with the cold light.

chi chi chi...

White mist instantly rose from the entire hall, a pair of wings grew from the back of the man, seven standard spirit rings flickered on his body, the fifth spirit ring burst into black light, and an ice blue bubble flew out, enveloping the fireball.

The man shouted: "Duan Tian, ​​are you still not coming out?!"

A thin figure suddenly appeared behind Sunan, holding a black crescent scimitar in his right hand like a dead tree, and slashed towards Sunan's neck.

Sunan snorted coldly, turned around and kicked the old man's head.

The old man hurriedly dodged and exclaimed at the same time: "What a powerful force."

There was a faint black air on the old man's body, and his whole body was hidden in the darkness.

Seeing that the old man didn't dare to confront him head-on, Sunan didn't pursue him, because two more icy beams rushed from behind him.

"The three soul saints are gathered together, so let's make a nest together."

Sunan slapped out with a palm, the flames gathered in front of him, and a large flaming palm blocked the beam of light.

Immediately afterwards, three black crescents suddenly fell from the top of his head. Sunan just glanced at them lightly. These crescents reversed their direction and hit the men and women.

The man exclaimed: "Duan Tian, ​​what do you mean?!"

He and the woman quickly formed an ice wall, blocking the black crescent moon.

Duan Tian stabilized the shock in his heart, appeared next to the man, and said: "I don't know what happened, my sixth soul ability is suddenly out of control."

The man looked at Sunan and snorted coldly, "It's probably this guy's fault."

Duan Tiandao: "This person's strength is unfathomable. He didn't even release his martial soul when he fought against us. Hurry up and release your ultimate move. Don't give him any chance to counterattack."

Sunan lowered her eyebrows.

Duan Tian's voice didn't hide the slightest bit.

But, what is this lore trick?
Duan Tian raised his hand slightly, the seventh soul ring lit up, and countless sticky black lines fell from the air throughout the venue, and in just three seconds, the place became pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

"This darkness...does it work for me?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Sunan's mouth.

(End of this chapter)