Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

 “Xiao San, Third Brother, save me, save me.”

With tears in Xiao Wu's eyes, she began to struggle desperately, but she couldn't break free from the strange uncle's hand.

Happy one hand tightly strangled Xiao Wu's neck, making her unable to move or resist, while the other hand kept wandering around

 Clothes began to peel off piece by piece, revealing skin that looked like mutton-fat white jade.

Looking at the saliva dripping from Bu Le's mouth, he looked at him with a smug and lewd smile on his face, looking at him provocatively.

Tang San’s eyes were about to burst, but he could do nothing.

Blood began to drip from the corners of his eyes, but with all his bones shattered, he could only watch Xiao Wu being insulted and violated.

Xiao Wu, who was under Bu Le's control, her pretty face was pale and gray, her empty eyes staring straight at Tang San, full of despair and hatred.

And this despair and hatred were actually not for Bu Le, but completely directed at Tang San, as if accusing Tang San, why didn't he save her? Why? Why.

"no, do not want."

Tang San wanted to shout, but couldn't make any sound. He wanted to get up, but couldn't move.

　　However, at this time, Bu Hui Gui's hand had already explored the mysterious area on Xiao Wu's body, and then, Tang San saw the most unsightly scene in his life.

 The protagonists who staged this scene were his favorite Xiao Wu and a wretched uncle in his forties.

"Little beauty, since you can't resist, just enjoy it. Uncle loves you. Hahahaha."

Bu Le's voice was as unpleasant as a night owl, and every word was like a sharp needle, piercing deeply into Tang San's heart.

At this moment, Tang San felt the biggest blow in his life. Even the extreme pain caused by the most brutal punishment in the Tang Sect was not as severe as the blow at this moment.

"No-"

The heartbreaking voice resounded crazily in Tang San's heart, and his whole body instantly fell into extreme mania.

He wanted to close his eyes and block his ears, not to see or hear.

However, those images and sounds always lingered before his eyes and resounded in his ears, as if they were directly imprinted on his spiritual consciousness. They were vivid in his eyes, audible in his ears, and exceptionally clear.

 Bu Le's disgusting gasps and Xiao Wu's desperate eyes were constantly amplified in Tang San's senses.

 …

At that time, Nian was still leaning against the big tree, with the seventh soul ring on his body constantly emitting a dazzling black light, with a cruel and sickly weird smile on his face.

 “Ah, so happy!”

 Shi Nian couldn't help but let out a cheerful sigh:

"Twin martial souls are different. They are much more enjoyable to kill than the so-called geniuses before."

“This is the fun that killing geniuses should have. Tsk tsk tsk—”

Jiejie sighed with a strange smile, and then Shi Nian began to murmur to himself again:

“My seventh soul skill, Nightmare, can only create the things that people are most afraid of happening in their hearts. What is this kid’s most afraid of?”

“I really want to see what kind of illusion he is experiencing at this time?”

“It’s a pity that I don’t have the strength of a Titled Douluo, so I can’t see everything he went through in the spirit. Otherwise, it would be even more perfect.

 “But it doesn’t matter.”

“What about the geniuses with twin martial souls? I’m not going to die in the most painful way in my lingering dream of martial souls.”

 The smile on Shi Nian's face suddenly became more cruel.

Ten meters away in front of him, Tang San was lying on the ground, his body that had been violently convulsing gradually calmed down and was only twitching lightly.

And the bluesilver grass that organized defense around his body had slipped to the ground, looking crooked and sluggish.

Without having to use eyes to see, Shi Nian could clearly feel that Tang San was on the verge of collapse in the terrifying illusion spun by Can Meng.

At this time, Tang San's face was flushed, and blood began to gush from the corners of his mouth.

 …

"His Royal Highness, are we going to take action? That kid seems to be dying soon."

"Don't worry about him. Tang San is not that easy to kill. He might even jump up and jump a few times. Besides, we don't need to save him. Just let him experience more pain and we can just enjoy the show."

Not far away from Shi Nian and Tang San, two figures, an old man and a young man, were standing on the thick branches of a big tree.

It was the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Heaven Dou Spirit Temple who came right after Shi Nian and Tang San, and the Saint Ziye Qifeng of the Spirit Hall.

They had already arrived here when Shi Nian lured Tang San to this remote grove. They had witnessed the entire criminal process of Shi Nian torturing Tang San with his dreamy dream, and they had enjoyed watching it.

 And they are not the only ones coming.

Ye Qifeng also brought a hundred Holy Emperor warriors, and even Salas brought dozens of Templar Knights. At this time, the small forest was surrounded by water, and Shi Nian and Tang inside Three, but he didn't notice it at all.

 Hearing Ye Qifeng's words, Salas became quiet.

Asked the question just now, Salas certainly didn't want to save Tang San. The latter was a remnant of the Haotian Sect after all. It would be great if he didn't kill him with one palm, so why not save him? What are you thinking about?

Salas just wanted to catch the murderer who murdered the participating students during the Soul Master Elite Competition as soon as possible and solve a murder case.

After all, every one of those participating students who were killed by Shi Nian was a young genius among soul masters, and they were the potential targets of the Wuhun Hall. Now, several of them were killed by Shi Nian. How much is Salas? Somewhat annoyed.

 As for Tang San, it’s just incidental.

Whether Tang San dies or not has nothing to do with him. It should be said that death is the best. The remnants of the Haotian Sect should not live in this world.

Salas wouldn't have bothered to ask the Son if he didn't want to take action if it wasn't for the purpose of retaining a client to testify and accuse Shi Nian, and to prove his heinous crimes.

But since His Highness the Son of God said not to worry about it, he should just worry about it and just watch the show in peace.

But just when Salas was relieved and ready to watch the show, Ye Qifeng's eyes glanced in the direction of Tiandou City.

With his powerful mental perception, he could clearly sense that three people were flying towards this direction at this moment.

 Two people are in front and one person is behind.

The two people in front are none other than Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and his titled Douluo bodyguard, Sword Douluo Chenxin.

 The Yiren in the back is Tang San's father, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, who is suffering from pain at this time.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo noticed something strange about Salas' sudden departure, and secretly followed him to find out the reason. As for Tang Hao, he originally wanted to stay in the Tiandou Great Spirit Fighting Arena and continue to follow the second team of Wuhun Palace, looking for opportunities to attack Ye Lan.

But the sudden departure of Salas, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo made him feel a little palpitated. As a super Douluo, his sixth sense made him vaguely feel that something bad might happen next. matter.

Hence, Tang Hao temporarily put aside his thoughts on following the second team of Wuhun Palace, followed Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, and hurried over.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, who were following Ye Qifeng and Salas, and even Tang Hao who was following Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, did not dare to follow too close to each other for fear of being noticed by the other party.

 So much so that Ye Qifeng and Salas had been watching the play here for quite some time before they were ready to come.

  Sensing that the three of them were coming, Ye Qifeng whispered a few words to Salas.

Salas, whose face was wrinkled, opened his eyes wide at first, and then his face became serious. He subconsciously looked back in the direction of Tiandou City, and he noticed an unusual aura.

However, his cultivation level is only at the level 87 Contra realm. With his spiritual perception ability, he can only sense the aura of Ning Fengzhi.

As for Sword Douluo next to Ning Fengzhi, and Tang Hao following the two of them, they couldn't sense it.

But this does not prevent him from knowing the existence of the two super Douluo, because His Highness the Holy Son has already told him.

Salas’ heart couldn’t help but start pounding.

To be honest, he was a little scared in his heart. After all, the people who came were two super Douluo, not to mention Tang Hao, the murderer who dared to kill the former Pope of Wuhun Palace. If he said he was not afraid, that would definitely be a lie. .

Even though he knew that there were hundreds of Holy Emperor warriors and dozens of Templar Knights guarding the place, Salas still didn't feel safe at all.

 Because these men and horses are actually no different from ants in front of the Super Douluo, and they will be destroyed with a flip of their hands.

Salas wanted to turn around and run away, but when he saw His Royal Highness the Holy Son beside him, he seemed to be completely unconcerned, so he had to force himself to calm down.

As one of the six platinum bishops of the Wuhun Palace, Salas understands his responsibilities very well. Even if he dies, nothing will happen to His Royal Highness the Son.

 Otherwise, not to mention that Wuhun Palace would not let him go, he himself would not be able to tolerate himself surviving.

As if sensing Salas's nervousness, Ye Qifeng raised his hand and patted his shoulder with a calm but reassuring voice:

“Don’t worry, I’ve made arrangements and everything will be fine.”

"Of course, I don't rule out whether Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Tang Hao will do anything strange. If they dare to attack us, I also have a way to deal with them. Someone will deal with them."

 …

 The fantasy still continues.

The wretched uncle’s unhappy actions have reached the final step, as if he wants to vent all his high-spirited sins.

 Xiao Wu’s face was numb and desperate.

The whole person is like a small boat, rising and falling in the wind and waves, as if there is a danger of overturning at any time.

 Pain, absolute pain, heartbreaking.

The unsightly images continued to magnify in Tang San's eyes, and the heart-wrenching pain seemed to drown his whole being and tear his mind into pieces.

At this moment, Tang San suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood. In this moment of clarity, his eyes suddenly changed.

In an instant, Tang San's originally blood-red eyes suddenly glowed with purple light, and light spurted out.

 Xiao Wu and Bu Le playing in front of him were immediately shattered by the purple light, and the surrounding scenes were shattered like a mirror falling to the ground.

 All illusions, at this moment, disappeared almost instantly.

As a seventy-two-level soul saint, he never imagined that Tang San had the Purple Demon Eyes, a cultivation technique that could break illusions and dispel demons. With a sudden mental surge, he could break through his seventh-level soul saint. Soul skills.

Originally speaking, Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes, which were only at a subtle level and had not been strengthened by the fairy herb of See Through Autumn Water Dew, would not be able to see through and break through the seventh soul skill of that time.

 After all, the level gap between the two sides is really too big.

At that time, he was a Soul Saint with seventy-two soul levels, but Tang San was only at the forty-second level of the Soul Sect. There was a full thirty levels of soul power difference between the two, which was an insurmountable gap. .

However, after all, Tang San was a special individual, a chess piece extradited from another world by some dirty thing, so naturally something was left behind on him.

 But this thing would undoubtedly help Tang San escape from danger at his most dangerous moment.

The moment unbearable pain fell on his body and his life was threatened, the blood in Tang San's eyes instantly condensed, arousing the most violent murderous intent in his heart, and then triggered a certain mark left by the dirty things in his body.

Purple Demonic Eyes are paired with a violent murderous aura that seems to come from Shura Hell. Although there is only a trace, it is enough to instantly break through the illusion woven over the years.

 Let alone the illusion of the seventh soul skill, even the ninth soul skill will be shattered for him to see.

At that time, he was very confident in his seventh soul skill, but he never expected that it would be broken by Tang San in such an incomprehensible way. He couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on his face.

However, at this time, Tang San had already made some moves.

The moment he regained consciousness, he slapped the ground with his left hand, his body suddenly jumped up, and his whole body made a half-turn in the air. During this half-turn, his right hand quietly touched the twenty-fourth finger on his waist. The bridge was bright and full of moonlight, and then it was thrown out violently.

Ham, eh, there was no such thing as the King of Hell's post, so what Tang San threw out were two small iron eggs.

The two small iron eggs are completely black and spherical. They are not big and have no distinguishing features. However, they are an extremely dangerous hidden weapon. Among the mechanical hidden weapons recorded in Xuantian Baolu Hidden Weapon Baijie, they are enough to rank among the hidden weapons. fifth.

It is the most domineering hidden weapon that Tang San has created so far - the Zimu Soul-Chasing Life-Destroying Dangers.

 The Zimu Soul-Chasing and Death-Destroying Gallbladder is a product of the combination of machine-type and hand-haired hidden weapons. It contains poisonous fog and hundreds of bone-transforming needles.

 Ecstasy poisonous mist has a strong anesthetic effect. Just a little bit of inhalation will make ordinary people sleep for ten days.

Even a powerful soul master will be affected by it without paying attention, causing his speed to stagnate.

The Bone-Transforming Divine Needle is specially designed to destroy the body-protecting Gangqi. It is extremely poisonous. Once one is stabbed, the toxin will spread rapidly, and the bones will turn into cotton wherever it passes.

 The Zimu Soul-Chasing and Life-Destroying Gallbladders need to be used together. Once it is squeezed or hit by excessive external force, the power of the soul-enchanting poisonous mist and the Bone-Transforming Divine Needle will immediately appear, which has the effect of chasing souls and killing people.

 The direct power of Zimu Soul-Chasing Life-Seizing Gall is not enough to harm Soul Saint level Shi Nian, but it has one of the biggest features, that is, it can be used in conjunction with soul power.

  And the higher the user's soul power, the stronger the power.

The suddenness caused by the son's mother's pursuit of souls and the life-saving courage, coupled with the strength of Tang San's forty-second soul sect, the two combined into one, are enough to pose a threat to Shi Nian.

If you are lucky enough, it is not impossible to kill it in one fell swoop. (End of chapter)