Douluo: my wife Mo Xie

"Are you talking about Qingmei? He is from my Lian family, and he just came back from a training trip with me."

Lian Ming pointed behind him and said, "The same goes for them."

Lian Ming suddenly remembered something.

"Grandpa, I have something to discuss with you."

Lianyun said: "What's the matter?"

Lian Ming expressed his desire to take advantage of the opportunity to expand his territory.

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

Meng Shu was somewhat reluctant to destroy his current comfortable life.

"Robbing the Spirit Empire's land within Tiandou will offend both sides. No, absolutely not. I must stop him."

Meng Shu made up his mind to convince Lian Ming.

Lian Yun frowned, obviously he also knew that doing this would not please anyone there, and they would definitely come to settle the score after the winner was decided.

But he thought that Lian Ming wouldn't know, so he didn't reply and waited for Lian Ming to continue talking.

"What's wrong? My goal is to establish a country!"

Lian Ming raised his right hand back, and four powerful waves of soul power came.

Soul rings rose up one by one on Zhang Qiling, Lian Qingling, Lian Qingxuan and Lian Xueyao. Meng Shu and several Soul Douluo in the conference hall stared with horror.

If Lian Qingmei's 10-year-old ninth soul ring just now surprised them.

Now Zhang Qiling and Lian Qingling's abnormal soul ring matching made their eyes pop out.

Lian Yun, who was sitting in the main seat, was very excited and clasped his hands tightly on the armrests.

"Grandpa, I don't know how many troops you have now, but I want to build an empire that belongs to our Lian family."

Six black and three red, nine soul rings rose from Lian Ming's feet one by one. Lian Ming looked directly at Lian Yun and said.

"Hahaha--!"

On the main seat, Lianyun's lips curled up, and he suddenly threw his head back and laughed.

"Tomorrow, don't worry, grandpa, how can we be held back? There are currently [-] armored troops."

Lian Jiaxing said: "Your Grandpa Jiaxing and I still have one hundred thousand elite soldiers on the way waiting to fight."

Although the principality is allowed to have its own army, the maximum cannot exceed 30, and the kingdom cannot exceed [-]. Lianyun's [-] were recruited privately.

Lian Ming said: "15 is enough."

Is 15 troops enough? Of course not. Even if Lianyun's [-] heavily armored soldiers could fight against five, the disparity in strength would still be huge.

But Lian Ming had no intention of using these ordinary soldiers to capture the land. He just wanted them to protect the city and appease the civilians after he captured the city.

After the meeting, Meng Shu moved back to his residence lightly.

"Grandma, what's wrong with grandpa? Why is he so absent-minded?"

Meng Yiran saw Meng Shu coming back almost floating, and couldn't help but ask the snake lady.

"Ah~"

Snake Woman sighed: "I originally planned to find a stable calf, but I didn't expect that this calf turned out to be an elephant's leg."

Meng was still confused, what kind of calf and elephant legs?

In the conference room, only Lian Ming, Lian Yun and the others were left with a few titled Douluo.

"Now we have Soul Douluo, number 21. Among them, Dragon Duke and Snake Woman's martial soul fusion skills can temporarily bring out the strength of Titled Douluo."

"There are 46 Soul Saints, 160 and 140 Soul Emperors, 310 and 500 Soul Kings, [-] and [-] Soul Sects, and the remaining [-] or so are three-ring Soul Lords."

Lian Yun revealed to Lian Ming and let him know the strength of the Lian family at this time.

Lian Ming was a little surprised.

"so much?"

He remembered that when they were intercepted by the ghosts, they had to piece together even the soul saints, and only eight of them came out.

Lian Yun smiled.

"Have you forgotten? This is all your credit. If it weren't for the help of your spiritual herbs, how could they practice so fast."

"It seems that these spiritual herbs are very effective. Have they been used up now? How many are left?"

More than 200 spiritual grasses can be exchanged for so much high-end combat power. It seems that I will have to visit the Ice and Fire Eyes a few more times.

Lian Jiaxing said: "No, your grandpa has treasured these things, and he only has half of them left."

"This is not a toy, it is spiritual grass. And there is only so much spiritual grass now. Where can I get it for you when you use it up?"

After Lian Yun felt the benefits of the spiritual grass, he went to collect it and look for it.

But without exception, they were not found. Only two plants were seen in the Star Forest, and there were soul beasts guarding them.

"That is to say, only one hundred spiritual grasses were used. One hundred spiritual grasses can actually cultivate so many soul saints and soul emperors."

Lian Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Lianyun said: "It's 120 six plants."

Lianyun is not distributed for free. It requires outstanding performance to get it.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Aren't you going to Poseidon Island tomorrow? Tell us about your situation."

Lian Yun put away his fussy look and told Lian Ming.

……

In the sky above a million-strong army, Lian Qingmei held a shapeless wind sword and fought back and forth with a titled Douluo.

Lian Qingmei followed Lian Ming's instructions and flew all the way towards Tiandou. When she got the news that the army had set off, she chased them all the way.

Unexpectedly, not far away from the army, they met several scouts from Tangmen Mintang.

Before the scouts could return to report the news, Sword Douluo and Chen Xin, who were accompanying the army, took the lead and came forward. Without saying a word, the two of them fought together.

"Wind King. Spirit-Splitting Sword User!"

Lian Qingmei had just broken through level 92, while Chen Xin was already a veteran level 97 titled Douluo.

Keeping the pressure down, Lian Qingmei got angry and used the ninth 10-year soul skill.

The hurricane started, and two phantoms suddenly appeared on Qingmei's body. The phantoms held a thin sword in their hands.

This is Qingmei's ninth soul skill, which summons the elves in the wind to fight together.

The wings behind the two elves flapped, the strong wind whipped up, and they flew towards Chenxin with their rapiers on the left and right sides.

They are the darlings of the wind and the controllers of the wind.

Qingmei's ninth soul ring was not extinguished.

"Air cutting!"

Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword slashed at the two wind spirits. The Seven Killing Sword passed through the wind spirits and the wind spirits dissipated.

Chen Xin's heart skipped a beat, there was no response from the Seven Killing Sword.

bump--

Chen Xin seemed to be hit by two walls and flew backwards.

Lian Qingmei suddenly appeared in front of Chen Xin silently as if teleporting, and stabbed Chen Xin's chest with the invisible wind sword in her hand.

Suddenly, a seven-color light flew out from the army and landed on Chen Xin.

"Seven kills——!"

Chen Xin opened his eyes and glared at Qingmei, and a strong murderous aura hit Qingmei's cheek.

Lian Qingmei's heart felt as if she had been stabbed by a sword, and she suddenly paused.

Clang——

Lian Qingmei's attack was blocked, and a huge force pushed him away.

At this time, Chen Xin's body exuded a strong murderous aura, and a field appeared around his body.

Chen Xin released his Seven Kills Domain.

Lian Qingmei's eyes lit up when she saw this.Suddenly, the sky turned dark and several thick tornadoes surrounded him.

The two wind spirits reappeared beside him.

"Wind King's True Eyes!"