Douluo's full-time onmyoji

Zhen Lang followed behind the purple-clothed bishop, secretly vigilant in his heart.

If Yue Guan really wanted to see Zhen Lang, he would definitely not send someone to invite him, but a free fall directly in front of Zhen Lang, or a sudden pat on the shoulder, was not Yue Guan's habit or habit, but the relationship between Yue Guan and Zhen Lang very intimate.

really! !

After the purple-clothed bishop guided Zhen Lang to a remote place in Tiandou City, he suddenly exploded and disappeared around the corner of the street.

Zhen Lang took out the Underworld Dragon Knife and stood there quietly, without a trace of emotion on his face.

"Elder Zhen deserves to be the youngest genius elder in the Spirit Hall. This courage is really extraordinary. However, you have failed to see through such a simple method. Are you a little careless?" An old voice appeared in Zhen In Lang Lang's ears, an old man in a black cloak appeared quietly in front of Zhen Lang.

"Oh, old guy. Do you think I won't be able to see through such a clumsy scheme?" Zhen Lang said with a smile.

"Oh? Then Elder Zhen still has a back hand? Then the old man needs to experience it." The old man in front of him said something expressionless.

In the next second, an ancient sword made of light blue and made of wind appeared in the old man's hand.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black! ! ! !

Nine soul rings appeared in front of Zhen Lang! !

A strong sense of oppression! !

With every breath, you can feel the sharpness as strong as the wind!

Wind Sword Sect! ! !

"You are from the Wind Sword Sect!!" Zhen Lang said in shock! !How can this be? !Isn't Feng Jianzong only one title, Douluo Fengbailong! !

Where did this old guy come from?

"I didn't expect Elder Zhen's eyes to be so good!" The old man said with some surprise.

"Wind Sword Sect! The Wind Sword Martial Soul is in the same line. If I can't see this, then I don't have to mess around! I, Zhen Lang, didn't offend the noble sect, why did the noble sect come to kill me?" Zhen Lang was a little puzzled.

"It's a little helpless to say. I really have no enmity with Elder Zhen. But I don't have a few days to live. Before I die, I want to do something for Fengjianzong." Through the eyes of this old man, Zhen Lang To be sure, he didn't lie.

Zhen Lang's thoughts were racing.

"Want to do something for the Wind Sword Sect? Qian Daoliu!! Is it Qian Daoliu who promised you the benefits of the Wind Sword Sect?" Zhen Lang said with a pale expression.

"The world only knows that Zhen Lang's talent is superb, he is lustful and rampant, and his methods are cruel. Don't you know that Elder Zhen's wisdom is also superb.

That's right, Qian Daoliu came to me alone. He knew that my lifespan was approaching, and he promised me that he wanted me to kill you, and that he would secretly give Feng Jianzong materials to support the cultivation of soul masters.

Supporting Feng Jianzong to the top, so the old man is only for Feng Jianzong. "The old man said lightly.

"Dare to ask senior's name and title?" Zhen Lang asked.

"Feng Jianzong, Feng Potian, level 96 Titled Douluo! Title, I used to be Feng Jiandouluo!" Feng Potian said lightly.

once? !The current Wind Sword Douluo is Feng Bailong?That's right, it seems that Feng Potian withdrew from the mainland stage because of Shouyuan.

"I don't know if Senior Feng can explain the confusion. This junior is very puzzled, why is Qian Daoliu so determined to kill me?" Zhen Lang said, cupping his hands.

"Forget it, let you be a sensible ghost. Before you show up. Although there are some infighting in Wuhundian, everything is still under Qian Daoliu's control. Although there are some scandals in Wuhundian, it is also Wuhundian. I owe Bibi Dong.

But since your appearance, the situation in Wuhundian has been rewritten, and the development of the situation has exceeded Qian Daoliu's imagination.Although everything is owed by Wuhundian to Bibidong, Wuhundian's surname is always Qian.

As long as you get rid of this variable, the muddy water in Wuhundian will clear up soon. "Feng Potian said lightly.

The so-called darkness under the lights is nothing more than the confusion of the authorities.

"Thank you, senior. What do you think of the Spirit Hall?" Zhen Lang put away the Dragon Saber and asked.

"What do you mean? Don't you resist?" Feng Potian was a little surprised.

"I don't know who has more potential in the eyes of seniors, me or Wuhundian?" Zhen Lang said with a smile.

"Although the sun and the moon have the ability to compete for brilliance, but now it's just the light of a firefly candle." Feng Potian said lightly.

"Junior, I'll just say it straight. I've taken a fancy to senior, and I want senior to do things for me, including senior's Wind Sword Sect." Zhen Lang said with narrowed eyes.

"The tone is not small, why are you?" Feng Potian was not angry when he heard the words. Anyway, Zhen Lang was destined to be killed by himself, but sooner or later.

"Just because the junior can make the senior survive in this continent in another way, and not die! And the strength will also increase, and it is only a matter of time before it reaches the limit, or a hundred.

Moreover, the Wind Sword Sect belongs to me, and I guarantee that the future of the Wind Sword Sect will not be under the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family! " Zhen Lang said firmly.

"What?!" Feng Potian was stunned for a moment.

"Hahaha! I almost believed it. Stop talking nonsense. Enough has been said." Immediately afterwards, Feng Potian shook his head and said with a smile.The wind sword in his hand exudes sharpness!It's as if you can chop the world with a single movement.

Zhen Lang didn't speak, and let Feng Potian move.

"Shu~"

A sharp sword aura cut towards Zhen Lang, and a deep crack was drawn on the ground by the sword aura!

"Ding ~"

It's just that this sword energy was less than an inch away from Zhen Lang, as if blocked by something, there was a crisp sound.

The sword energy cutting towards Zhen Lang stopped abruptly.

Lord Hades makes his debut! !

"Master Ming, kill him and throw the soul over!" Zhen Lang shouted excitedly, and then bit his finger, some blood was wrapped in spiritual power.

A summoning spell appeared instantly!

Old guy, if you can't write well, let's come to martial arts!Young Master, I just fell in love with your cultivation, and originally wanted to make you a living shikigami, so if this is the case, let's just become a shikigami! !

Although the strength may go backwards, it doesn't matter, it won't drop a few levels.

Different from the ghost unicorn, this wave of operations is original and all local materials, Zhen Lang didn't feel the constraints of heaven and earth!

For the summoning technique, if there is only the blood of the onmyoji, then the summoner is not fixed, but if there is a corresponding soul, it is equivalent to omitting the process of summoning.

It sounds simple, but although onmyojis can see the soul, how many people can hold the soul in their hands without any damage?

Without the hand of the god of the underworld, Zhen Lang could only absorb the soul, and could not perfectly restrain the soul.

If you don't have a perfect and undamaged soul, you can't omit the summoning, everything is just right.

Master Ming is still so domineering!

Floating in the air, standing with hands behind hands!

Looking indifferently at Feng Potian in front of him!

"Shaking soul!!" Master Ming stared!

A surging black air surged from his body instantly.

Force majeure, Feng Potian could only watch himself being hit by black air! !

The wind breaks the sky, and the longevity is approaching!

How much strength does he have to resist the impact from the soul when he is exhausted?Even if it is in its prime, can it resist the attack of the soul?

However, Master Ming was a little surprised.

Feng Potian blocked it! !

A wave of Ling Ran's sword intent erupted from Feng Potian's body! !

Zhen Lang was stunned by the sword intent to cut through everything in the world.