Legend of the Holy God of Douluo

A dark purple flame flashed through, and Zhao Teng's body exploded into pieces again.

Then, he appeared again in a corner not far away.

At this time, he was out of breath, the calmness on his face had long disappeared, and the eyes he looked at Dai Yuan were full of fear.

"No, we can't continue like this, otherwise we will definitely die."

He gritted his teeth, the blood all over his body surged, and he volleyed towards the direction of Dai Yuan and grabbed him.

Instantly, the entire bloody space began to tremble violently.Immediately afterwards, it contracted sharply, wrapping Dai Yuan tightly in a breath.

"Hmph, go to hell! Bloody explosion!"

The blood cells surrounding Dai Yuan trembled violently.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the blood cells exploded, turning into a thick mist of blood that spread around.

At this time, a ferocious smile appeared on Zhao Teng's face.

He looked at the expanding blood mist not far away, and then looked up to the sky and smiled.

"This is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, but even so, he is still the dead soul of Zhao Teng!"

"Oh, really. I'm really curious about where your confidence in yourself comes from. Is it ignorance?"

A voice came from the blood mist, instantly interrupting Zhao Teng's pride.

"Choke, choke."

Dai Yuan, wearing gold-patterned white armor, walked out of the blood mist step by step, his steps as steady as a rock, and every step carried the Holy Emperor's unique aura of dominance.

"you you!"

Zhao Teng's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw Dai Yuanpin appearing in front of him safely.

Infinite panic instantly hit his body, and he subconsciously stepped back in fear.

"You, don't come here!"

All the fear turned into a roar at this moment, and he naively hoped to use this to stop Dai Yuan's progress.

But everything was in vain, Dai Yuan took the next step and disappeared.

"Father saves me."

Zhao Teng panicked and called for help to Zhao Qian on the rostrum, but he stopped mid-sentence.

At this time, Dai Yuan appeared a few meters behind him, standing quietly holding the famous sword, Holy Light.

Zhao Teng subconsciously touched his neck. When he touched the warm and sticky blood, he suddenly felt that the world was moving upwards little by little.

"Boom!"

Zhao Teng's head rolled to the ground, blood gushing out along the fracture.

Zhao Qian had already stood up from his seat at this time, his dark eyes shaving him up and down like a sharp blade.

He looked at Zhang Yuan who also stood up, then looked at Dai Yuan again and said slowly.

"You are very good."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, then his figure flashed and disappeared from the place.

At this time, Li Yu stood up and congratulated Zhang Yuan.

"Thank you, Great Elder, for bringing a Holy Son to our Holy Religion!"

The other two elders looked at each other, then stood up and bowed to Zhang Yuan.

"Congratulations, Great Elder!"

Zhang Yuan accepted the congratulations from the elders with a smile, and looked at Dai Yuan with eyes full of relief.

Dai Yuan put away his martial spirit at this time and returned to his original harmless appearance.

Lin Quan rushed to Dai Yuan at this time, hugged him and threw him into the air.

"Dai Yuan, you are so awesome!"

"Uncle Lin, let me down!"

In the next few days, Zhang Yuan, who returned to the center of power, carried out a series of drastic reforms in the church. All his decisions were supported by the vast majority of the elders present.

Those soul masters who relied on various bloody methods to advance and advance were liquidated by the higher-ups within the sect one by one.

After a few days, the original evil soul masters were eliminated bit by bit, and the Holy Spirit Religion returned to normal again.

However, there are always some fish that slip through the net and get wind of it in advance and run away before the reckoning comes.

As for the leaker, all the senior officials present had a stronghold in their hearts.

On this day, Dai Yuan was summoned to his official office by Zhang Yuan.

Seeing Dai Yuan's restrained aura and calm spirit, he said with a smile.

"How about it? If you have anything in short supply, just tell me. You are the biggest contributor to the Holy Religion's return to the right track, and I will try my best to meet your requirements."

"Thanks to Uncle Zhang's love, Dai Yuan is currently lacking everything. As a member of the sect, these are all things I should do."

"Hahaha, you really show such a humble attitude wherever you go. If you weren't so gifted in cultivation, you would have been a wise man when you joined politics."

"Uncle Zhang praised me, Dai Yuan just thinks that when dealing with people, giving in and leaving an inch is my way of doing things."

"Yeah, well, give in and leave an inch. I really don't know how Bibi Dong taught you. I guess she has already chosen you as the successor to the Pope."

In this regard, Dai Yuan said nothing and just smiled.

Then, he said softly.

"What happened when Uncle Zhang called me here today?"

As soon as Dai Yuan finished speaking, Zhang Yuan's expression quickly became serious. He looked at the table and then raised his head and said quietly.

"Zhao Qian has apostatized."

Hearing this, Dai Yuan's eyes narrowed, but they soon returned to normal, and he let out a long sigh.

"This is reasonable. After all, he has basically no real power in the Holy Spirit Sect now. The two elders, led by Elder Li Yu, also looked at you together. If he continues to stay here, he is nothing more than a high-level thug. "

"Yeah, yes, you saw it very clearly. On the afternoon when you killed Zhao Teng, he came to me and asked me to leave the religion. I firmly opposed it at the time and even fought with him, but in the end I found that I could not keep him. Exit, before leaving, I asked him if he still remembers the oath he made when he came here."

"He didn't say much. Then, within a few days, some promising evil soul masters in the sect disappeared."

"Evil Soul Master?"

Dai Yuan raised his eyebrows and Zhang Yuan explained.

"This is the name given by Zhao Qian. He also knows how evil those methods of improving cultivation are, so he named the soul masters who use these methods evil soul masters."

Dai Yuan nodded thoughtfully. At this time, he had a clear understanding of the origin of the name Evil Soul Master.

For a moment, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If it hadn't been for his appearance, the fate of the Holy Spirit Sect would have probably gone the way of the evil soul master, and Zhang Yuan would have been either placed under house arrest or eliminated by a group of elders.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask Zhang Yuan.

"Uncle Zhang, the two elders Liu Kun and Song Ming used to look up to Zhao Qian, but now they are submissive to you. Why do you still keep such a person?"

"Alas, this is also a helpless move. Although the two of them are average in strength, they are still powerful at the Title Douluo level. If they are expelled now, they will be captured by Zhao Qian in time. By then, Once the group of evil soul masters he leads rises, they will become a big trouble for our sect."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

At this moment, Dai Yuan admired Zhang Yuan's foresight.