Douluo: Reborn as a Dragon, I am the Lord of Soul Beasts

Chapter 48: Robbery and killing.

When the people from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy came out of the Starlight Auction House, the night had completely enveloped the city. Ying Qian asked them to go back first, have a good rest, and prepare for tomorrow's competition, but he still had things to do.

After instructing Xiao Hongchen and the others, Ying Qian disappeared in a flash, leaving everyone at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Teacher, really is..." Looking at Ying Qian disappearing on the spot, Meng Hongchen smacked his lips in displeasure.

"Okay, let's go back quickly!" Ma Rulong said at this time: "Meng Hongchen, you'd better absorb your Ice Jade Scorpion Left Arm Bone as soon as possible. With your strength, your strength in the finals will be greatly improved."

Meng Hongchen nodded carefully to Ma Rulong's proposal. A ten thousand year soul bone was rarer than a ninth level soul guide in the Sun Moon Empire! Not to mention the soul bones of top soul beasts like the Ice Jade Scorpion. It can be said that Meng Hongchen was the one who benefited the most from coming to the Starlight Auction House this time.

Under the cover of night, two figures quickly left Xingluo City from the south gate and rushed all the way to the south towards the Tianhun Empire. Their figures were looming in the moonlight, and the invisible darkness flashed on them from time to time.

The moon set and the sun rose, and the two flew non-stop all night long until a corner of the sun slowly appeared in the east.

With the help of the dim moonlight, I could vaguely see the figures of two people. One of them had an extremely thick right arm, and the other had a head much larger than that of a normal person.

"Second brother." At this time, the thick-armed man slowed down and said, "Let's take a break! We have been flying all night, and we will soon reach the territory of the Tianhun Empire. We can rest for a while. I am hungry."

The big-headed man looked around and slowed down his flying speed, which was considered as his agreement to the suggestion of the thick-armed man.

They found a secluded corner and stopped. The man with a strong right arm took out some food from his backpack and handed it to the man with a huge head.

"Damn it, we left in a hurry and didn't prepare any food. All that's left are these foods I prepared in advance." The burly-armed man said, stroking his stomach. He could feel the hunger brewing.

"I don't need it, you eat it yourself!" The big-headed man refused and began to emit his mental power, standing aside cautiously.

As Titled Douluo, they could actually go without food for several days, but the man with thick arms had a huge appetite, probably because of his martial spirit. Therefore, every time he went on a mission, he needed to prepare a lot of dry food. This was no secret within the sect.

"Brother, do we have to be so cautious? We have been flying all night. If someone wanted to rob us, they would have done it long ago." The man with thick arms said vaguely after taking a bite of dry food.

"It won't be wrong to be careful. After all, this thing is not an ordinary thing. We can't take it lightly until we arrive at the sect safely." The big-headed man said cautiously.

The thick-armed man didn't say much after hearing this. He just took another big bite of dry food and patted his right arm, "I'm full, let's go!"

But the big-headed man who was talking just now seemed not to have heard it and stood there motionless.

"Second brother, what are you doing? I said I'm full." The man with thick arms asked the big-headed man in confusion.

But the big-headed man still didn't respond. Just when the thick-armed man realized something was wrong, the next moment the big-headed man actually groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh no, there are enemies." An intermittent voice came from the big-headed man's throat.

The thick-armed man was startled when he heard this, and his terrifying aura immediately burst out. His originally calm aura suddenly changed, as if a violent beast king stepped onto the battlefield.

The nine soul rings moved rhythmically around him in turn, as if only this could calm his anxious heart.

"Who is it? Come out and don't hide in the dark." The thick-armed man roared. With the blessing of soul power, his voice was enough to be heard dozens of miles around.

"Hand over the things, you don't deserve them." An indistinguishable voice sounded around.

Hearing this voice, the heart of the thick-armed man was shaken violently again. As a Titled Douluo, although he is not a spirit master of spiritual power. But he has already begun to perceive spiritual power. The voice just now actually has such a strong spiritual power. No wonder his second brother was attacked and injured. His second brother's martial soul is his brain, which is famous for its spiritual power. The thick-armed man can't think of anyone in Douluo Continent who has a stronger spiritual power than his second brother.

"I told you to get out and stop playing tricks here." The burly-armed man roared again, as if as long as his voice was loud enough, he could give himself enough sense of security.

As he wished, when Ying Qian appeared at the border of the Tianhun Empire, his figure was like a ray of light breaking through the shackles of the night, which made people feel excited.

He was dressed in a gorgeous black robe inlaid with glittering golden patterns, and every detail exuded an aristocratic temperament. Under the robe, his slender and upright figure revealed an innate kingly demeanor, making people feel as if they were seeing a master who controlled their destiny.

Ying Qian's face was peerless, like a masterpiece of carving, and his clear and bright eyes contained an indomitable spirit and confidence. His smile was as warm as the spring breeze, but it also revealed a hint of indifference and arrogance, which made people dare not approach him easily.

His hair was as black as crow feathers, draped over his shoulders and fluttering in the wind, like a flowing shadow in the dark night. Every strand of hair was gleaming with a faint light, adding a bit of mystery and alluring charm to him.

"Hand over the things, and I can let you two die faster." Ying Qian said indifferently, as if the two Titled Douluo were like ants that could be easily crushed to death in his eyes.

"Sir, you are too arrogant! It has always been our Body Sect that robs others, and no one dares to rob our Body Sect." At this time, the big-headed man also recovered. Just when his mental power sensed Ying Qian, he was attacked by Ying Qian's terrifying mental power, but fortunately his martial soul was the brain, so he did not lose his combat power directly. "Body Sect, hehe." Ying Qian sneered, telling them in disguise that he did not take the Body Sect seriously at all.

"Hmph, who do you think you are? How dare you ignore our Body Sect?" The burly-armed man straightened his body, his voice filled with anger.

"You're so long-winded." The next moment, the lightning under Ying Qian's control was like an angry dragon and snake, tumbling and roaring. His figure shuttled through the sky like lightning, emitting an irresistible might. Facing this powerful momentum, the thick-armed man and the big-headed man couldn't help but feel a little powerless, but they were both Titled Douluo, and they were also members of the arrogant Body Sect, so they would never give in easily.

The thick-armed man waved his right arm, and an unusually strong force gathered on his arm, as if a gust of wind was whistling. The power of his martial soul body burst out, squeezing and deforming the surrounding air, forming a fierce collision with Ying Qian's lightning power.

Ying Qian's cold eyes flashed with lightning, and his body was surrounded by a layer of arcs, like an insurmountable barrier. He stared at the thick-armed man and chuckled, "You are trying to hit a rock with an egg. You are overestimating your own strength."

As Ying Qian finished speaking, the lightning on his body instantly gathered into a huge pillar of thunder, sweeping towards the thick-armed man. The thick-armed man's face changed slightly, and he swung his right arm violently, trying to resist this terrible force.

At the same time, a sharp light flashed between the big-headed man's eyebrows, and his mind worked like lightning, condensing a powerful mental force. The ability of his martial soul brain reached its peak at this moment. He did not have the strong physical strength to fight against Ying Qian's entity like the thick-armed man. On the contrary, his mental power was his terrifying point. The big-headed man chose to directly attack Ying Qian's spiritual sea.

The big-headed man closed his eyes, his mind immersed in the invisible spiritual power, his consciousness passed through the void and rushed directly to Ying Qian's spiritual world. Ying Qian smiled, he didn't expect that this man still had such a strong spiritual power after being injured by him. An invisible force surged into the depths of his soul, making him feel a little interesting.

As for the big-headed man, after entering Ying Qian's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, he felt like a drop in the ocean. In Ying Qian's spiritual world, everything was illusory yet real. He felt all kinds of fantastic scenes formed by Ying Qian's spiritual power here. He recalled his expression when he invaded Ying Qian's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness just now. Ying Qian did not show any fear or struggle, but greeted him with a smile. The big-headed man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

As he explored deeper, suddenly, a huge shadow appeared in front of him. It was a terrifying dragon, coiled in the void, with cold light flashing in its eyes and a deafening roar coming out of its mouth.

The existence of the giant dragon was like a dark mountain, covering the entire spiritual world, emitting a heart-shaking majesty and terror. Its dragon body was hundreds of feet long, and its scales were like black iron, flashing with a cold light, and each scale exuded an irresistible sense of oppression.

The dragon's eyes were deep and dark, as if they could see everything in the depths of the soul, making people feel exposed to endless darkness. Its dragon roar was like thunder, resounding throughout the spiritual world, filling people's hearts with fear and despair.

The big-headed man's heart trembled, and he felt a powerful and majestic aura that almost swallowed him up. He realized with horror that this dragon was the master of Ying Qian's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and his power was even stronger and more terrifying than he had imagined.

Facing such a terrifying existence, the big-headed man felt like a tiny ant facing an insurmountable mountain. His heart was filled with despair and helplessness, and he felt that he had been overwhelmed by the might of the dragon and was no longer able to fight back.

Amid the roar of the terrifying dragon, the big-headed man felt his mental strength beginning to be devoured. An irresistible force enveloped him. He felt like he had lost control and was as small and helpless as an ant being swallowed by a dragon.

In the real world, the big-headed man started bleeding from all seven orifices, which looked extremely scary.

"Second brother." The thick-armed man noticed the situation of the big-headed man, and a surge of anger and unwillingness surged in his heart. He let out a violent roar, and then his right arm became thicker again, emitting a powerful power fluctuation. The soul ring on his body became even gloomier, as if it contained endless anger and resentment.

The burly-armed man shouted sternly, and he faced Ying Qian without flinching. As he swung his right arm, a gust of wind whistled, and he chopped towards Ying Qian like a giant axe.

Ying Qian smiled, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. He dodged the attack of the thick-armed man easily, as if he was playing with a powerless doll. Then he stretched out his hand and a bolt of lightning struck the thick-armed man's body.

The thick-armed man instantly felt an irresistible pain and oppression, his body was bound by lightning and could not move. His right arm emitted a burning smell, but he did not give up. Instead, he burst out with even more powerful strength, trying to break free from Ying Qian's restraints.

Ying Qian suddenly stepped forward, his figure as fast as lightning. A lightning-like figure ran along the ground, arriving in front of the thick-armed man as fast as lightning, and punched him straight in the chest with a thunderous punch.

A trace of vigilance flashed across the eyes of the thick-armed man, and he swung his right arm, turning it into a strong defensive barrier to resist Ying Qian's thundering punch. However, the power of the thunder and lightning was too strong, and he was shocked and retreated again and again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the thick-armed man quickly counterattacked. His right arm turned into a huge whirlwind, bringing a thousand heavy rains, and rolled towards Ying Qian. Ying Qian snorted coldly, and the lightning in his hand gathered, turning into a huge lightning tornado, colliding with the thick-armed man's whirlwind, lightning splashed in the air, and the storm raged.

The last thing the thick-armed man saw before his death was Ying Qian's cold face and a cold light flashing in his eyes. His figure was as fast as lightning, and he ran close to him.

In the astonished eyes of the thick-armed man, Ying Qian's fist had already hit his chest directly. The power of thunder gathered into a ball, with destructive energy, pointing directly at the heart of the thick-armed man.

The thick-armed man tried his best to dodge, but it was too late. Ying Qian's thunderous punch instantly penetrated his body, making a terrible roar.

A powerful impact force burst out from his chest, as powerful as a bomb explosion, instantly knocking the thick-armed man away.

The body of the burly-armed man tumbled in the air like a kite with a broken string, blood gushing out, his eyes filled with despair and pain.

Then, he slammed hard into the distant rocks and let out a terrible, heart-wrenching scream.

At that moment, the thick-armed man's body seemed to be hit by a hammer, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, shaking violently. Then, his body exploded like a bomb, turning into a blazing fireball, swallowing up everything around it.

(End of this chapter)