Douluo: This time we will rewrite our destiny

At this moment, in the capital city of Ming, the clock was about to break dawn. The eastern sky had broken through with a few rays of sunlight, but the southwest sky was still covered with dark clouds, and even the stars could not be seen.

Zhongli Wu was floating in the air, and behind him stood a woman with a gloomy face but many scratches and dust on her body. The scale of the explosion was not small at all, and although it failed to hurt a strong person like Feng Ling, it also left many scars on her body.

At the moment of the explosion, she spent a few seconds to figure out the whole story, and immediately wanted to chase Chi Qiu and Ma Xiaotao. Although they were powerful, they were also a "burden" with Tang Ya, and their cultivation levels were far apart, so it should have been a piece of cake for Feng Ling to catch up with them.

However, just as she was about to hunt down these long-planned traitors, she suddenly felt her brain go blank, and her body no longer belonged to her in an instant, and she fell headfirst like a frightened bird.

Without any soul power to protect her, she plunged headfirst into the Demonic Forest. This time, she took a few seconds to regain consciousness. She was no ordinary person, and soon realized that she had just suffered a mental attack from two directions. One direction came from Mingdu, which was only a disturbance to her; the other came from the depths of the Demonic Forest and directly penetrated into her spiritual sea, cutting off all connections between her spirit and body.

She was a 97th-level Super Douluo, and her mental strength could be suppressed to this extent in an instant. It was obvious that the attacker came from the deepest part of the Demon Forest.

But if it was really the Evil Emperor, it clearly had a contract with the Holy Spirit Church. Even if those hateful women were wearing the nameplates of the Holy Spirit Church Saintess, it would not attack the more familiar Deputy Leader for them, right? Feng Ling was puzzled by this. Her brain, which had just recovered from the mental attack, was more angry about being betrayed than rational. At this moment, Zhongli Wu called her.

Although Zhongli Wu's strength has reached the level of Super Douluo 98, it stands to reason that he should have absolute power to suppress the soul master who is only level 95. After all, after entering the realm of Titled Douluo, traditional soul masters are generally stronger than soul masters.

However, that was based on the fact that the soul guides themselves only studied soul guides and did not have strong soul master strength. Kong Deming's application of martial souls was no worse than that of ordinary soul masters. If the Sun and Moon bloodline really affected the level of soul masters here, then Kong Deming was the genius among geniuses in the previous generation.

At this moment, Zhongli Wu stared at Kong Deming, who was standing on the platform with a calm expression. His robe and white beard fluttered in the wind, and his eyes beneath the wrinkles showed no trace of aging, but were still clear. Zhongli Wu looked handsome and young, but he knew in his heart that there was no difference in time between him and the old man in front of him who had lived for more than 140 years.

Kong Deming did not look at Zhongli Wu, perhaps because he did not care, or perhaps because he understood that a greater threat was lurking and had not yet appeared.

Zhongli Wu raised a hand. Feng Ling understood, and she immediately let out a sharp phoenix cry, tearing the quiet dawn like a horn. The dark wings of the evil phoenix spread behind her, which was a purer evil spirit than Ma Xiaotao who was invaded by the evil fire. When Ma Xiaotao was still controlled, she also received a lot of "teachings" from Feng Ling.

Kong Deming did not move. The other elders of the Worship Hall immediately moved. Countless ninth-level soul guides were lined up on the platform. Under the cover of the silver moon divine light, these ninth-level soul guides were also bathed in a layer of sacred moonlight. This tenth-level soul guide, the only one in the world, also amplified all the ninth-level soul guides placed in it.

Several beams of light burst out of the Silver Moon God Light Shield, and at the same time Feng Ling had already flapped her wings and glided downward at high speed. She was like an unfortunate black meteor in the sky, crashing directly into several ninth-level soul guide rays that were as hot as the sun.

There were several muffled sounds in the air, as well as the sound of burning fire. Feng Ling gasped in disbelief. She didn't think these ninth-level soul guides were a threat at first, but they did intercept her in the air. She had to lower her head and re-examine the formation on the platform.

The military would use the linkage array, and the powerful ninth-level soul masters in the Worship Hall would naturally use it. Moreover, Feng Ling felt that there was something wrong with the nature of the soul power emitted, which could actually directly burn the feathers made of her evil spirit. What on earth was that...

She saw Ye Guyi's golden hair in the middle of the formation where she was surrounded by soul masters.

Ye Guyi did not become the main force to release soul power. What she did was just to integrate the sacred attribute of her soul power into the attributeless soul power. At this moment, Ye Guyi raised her head proudly. She seemed to be not afraid of Feng Ling and Zhongli Wu in the sky at all. Her gem-like eyes were full of pride and provocation.

"I want to get rid of that woman." Feng Ling turned around and said to Zhongli Wu.

Zhongli Wu just nodded at her indifferently. Feng Ling was his wife, and he did love Feng Ling, but it was a twisted desire for control and love for a delicate object. He probably understood the outcome of Feng Ling's attempt to break through Kong Deming's protection, but of course he would not let Feng Ling die so easily - even if she died, she had to become a part of him.

Besides, someone must kill Ye Guyi. Ye Guyi is too threatening. As long as she stays, the Holy Spirit Church will not be able to sleep peacefully. If Feng Ling can really kill her, it will be a great profit. Even if she can't, the ninety-seventh level foundation can delay for a long time. His beast spirit puppets are looking for the flaws of the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield.

Among them, the skull dragon was probably as powerful as a Titled Douluo. The other beast spirits combined were also powerful enough to be underestimated. No matter how strong the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield was, facing the attacks of Feng Ling, him, and the beast spirits at the same time, how long could Kong Deming hold on? He didn't believe that Kong Deming had no flaws.

Moreover, if all else fails, he can still call on his mother and use the Sequence 1 of the Death God Soul Guidance Device...

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On the other side, Huo Yuhao was looking up at the sky that was half dark and half bright. Wang Dong and Meng Hongchen had already joined him, and Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan had also sent a signal through the communication soul guide that they were about to meet. Except for Xiao Hongchen, there was no news yet, so basically there was no problem.

Fortunately, the Mingde Hall area is far away from residential areas, Huo Yuhao thought, otherwise, many civilians might suffer under the influence of Zhongli Wu and Feng Ling; it is even possible that they would kill hundreds of people when they need to replenish their strength.

The day before the plan began, the ninth-level soul guide outside the worship hall had received orders and quietly evacuated the people in the nearby area with the guard team on the pretext of "clearing the space for the coming-of-age ceremony of the successor of Mingde Hall." Xu Tianling thought of this and did a good job.

Now he was still a little worried about Brother Xiao. After all, according to his guess, Xiao Hongchen's father might appear in this battle. Therefore, when he arranged things, he specifically told Liao Mengkai and the others to help keep an eye out for an evil soul master who looked very similar to Xiao Hongchen. However, he did not get such information. What Huo Yuhao was worried about was that they had already met.

However, for the time being, he couldn't get away. He had to stay here and wait for orders, because he knew Feng Ling would die soon and Zhongli Wu would be injured: the army had surrounded them after clearing the periphery. In the past few days, every soldier of the Horror Claw Soul Instructor Corps was learning the linkage soul guide array.

Then... facing the situation that could collapse in an instant, Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui would definitely appear here.

He called out to Xiao Hongchen once again in the spiritual sharing: "Brother Xiao? Are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, this time the mind sharing was quickly echoed. "Not bad!" The voice on the other end sounded a little tired, "I ran into some trouble, but luckily I solved it smoothly."

Huo Yuhao immediately asked: "Did you meet... anyone?"

He heard Xiao Hongchen laugh helplessly. They all knew who Huo Yuhao was referring to. Xiao Hongchen asked, "Is the dream with you?"

“You’re the only one missing.” Huo Yuhao answered him.

"...Let her come over." Xiao Hongchen said, "I think she needs to see her father, too."

Huo Yuhao's heart sank slightly. "You encountered it?" He lowered his voice and asked, "What's the situation now?"

Xiao Hongchen was silent for a moment before answering, "I didn't win, but I didn't lose either. Don't worry, I'm your brother, I certainly won't lie to you, and I won't joke with Meng's life."

Huo Yuhao used his spiritual power to scan Xiao Hongchen's location again. What puzzled him was this: from the beginning to the end, he did not find anyone else at Xiao Hongchen's location. He felt really uneasy.

“I’ll go.” Meng Hongchen saw Huo Yuhao’s conflicted expression. When she heard about her father, her face turned pale, but she still managed to force a smile at Huo Yuhao. “Although my brother is arrogant, he won’t hurt me.”

“Of course he won’t harm you.” Huo Yuhao sighed and temporarily cut off the mind sharing before saying to Meng Hongchen, “But I’m worried that the person I’m talking to is not himself, because this situation is very strange no matter how you look at it.”

Meng Hongchen poked his arm: "Don't forget that I have external aid. Even if my brother is possessed by something, he can only exert his strength. Can he beat Senior Biyun?"

“…That being said, we should still be more cautious.” Huo Yuhao thought for a moment and turned to Wang Dong, “How about you and Senior Biyun go with her?”

"Of course it's no problem, but me?" Wang Dong spread his hands, "I'm just a newly promoted Soul Sage, there may not be much I can do to help? Why don't you ask Senior Ji Juechen to go?"

On the side, Ji Juechen also looked ready to go when he heard Wang Dong mention his name.

“It has to be you.” Huo Yuhao was very determined. “Wang Dong, the last time you kidnapped Bei Bei, I have seen your current strength. It is not your strength that allows you to fight head-on on the battlefield. As the only agile attack spirit master here, you are very suitable for hiding and raiding - do you understand what I mean?”

Wang Dong thought for a second, and perhaps thanks to their childhood companionship, she suddenly showed an understanding expression. "I understand," she said, "Then I'll go."

“Please.” Huo Yuhao nodded at her. Meng Hongchen turned around and said goodbye to him. When she turned around, the “bye” she said was drowned out by a violent whistle that passed through the air.

Huo Yuhao raised his head and saw a red light piercing through Feng Ling's body as she was striking the Silver Moon God Light Shield in mid-air. In the dark night sky, the red light seemed to penetrate both ends of the sky, and Feng Ling became the protagonist of the composition pierced by the line. She raised her head, her eyes wide open, and black blood and long hair flew up together.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Liao Mengkai waved his hand again. Behind him, the soldiers of the Terrorclaw Soul Instructor Corps began to prepare for the second charge of the linked soul guide array.

"The first target has been eliminated. Next target, Zhongli Wu, prepare to fire!"

In mid-air, Zhongli Wu sneered, and Feng Ling's still-warm body was grabbed back by him. The next second, her body began to burn, and turned into black evil energy, which was added to Zhongli Wu's Death Scythe.

"Then you guys come and give it a try." He said, "I have a soul guide here too. I just don't know if you are ready?"