Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Following the soul mark left on Medusa, Tang Ling's figure flashed through the passage in the ruins like a shadowy light.

After such a long time passed, even if the Xuantian Ice Flame made no movement, it remained motionless in place, and he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

After more than half a month, I am afraid that someone else has really come to this ruins. And Medusa and Zi Yan are also likely to be trapped by someone.

Thinking like this, Tang Ling kept walking, but his eyes closed slightly, and his soul perception spread toward the distance like a tide.

However, what made him a little strange was that in front of him, or between him and Medusa, he did not feel the presence of any other people...

"What's going on?"

Before the doubts in Tang Ling's heart could subside, his expression suddenly changed, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

And the moment he opened his eyes, a transparent silk thread that was so thin that it was difficult to discern with the naked eye suddenly flashed in front of him, seemingly far away.

Seeing this thread, Tang Ling didn't have time to think too much. As soon as a slight dragon roar appeared under his feet, his body suddenly retreated a few feet and landed on the eaves of an open attic in the distance.

"This is……"

With his eyes fixed on the thread in the distance, Tang Ling couldn't help but frown.

There was no dangerous aura coming from the thread, but Tang Ling did not dare to let the thread touch him in the slightest.

Even after seeing this thread of thought, he began to think about whether he had accidentally been contaminated with threads like mountains on his way here.

Soul silk!

It was both real and illusory, even though his eyesight was almost negligent. Apart from the weird soul method of soul thread, Tang Ling could hardly think of the second answer.

The soul thread has no lethality, but as long as it is contaminated at all, it will never be able to escape the feeling of the owner of the soul thread.

If you want to remove this soul thread, in addition to killing the owner of the soul thread, you can only erase it with a soul power stronger than the opponent. Otherwise, even if you hide in the corners of the world, the opponent will eventually come to you.

And the most critical point is that there is a minimum requirement for using soul silk - the heavenly realm!

Yes, if the soul realm cannot reach the heaven realm, no matter how much and powerful your soul power is, you will not be able to use this kind of insoluble soul method at all.

Tang Ling can be sure that the owner of the soul thread in front of him will definitely not be lower than him in the realm of the soul. But now, Tang Ling is very clear about what the soul power of the heaven realm means...

Apart from him, no one can achieve a soul level comparable to his with lower strength than him.

"Is he a fighting saint... or a strong man on the path of soul..."

Tang Ling's face looked a little ugly. If it was the latter, it would be better. But if it was the former, even if he activated the soul mark of Patriarch Huo Yun, it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand.

"In the original book, a fighting saint relic that only attracted some no more than five-star Dou Zun, but now, except for the two variables Feng Qiong and He Xiao, has it actually attracted such powerful people?"

He raised his hand and touched his shoulder, where the mark left by Patriarch Huo Yun was flickering slightly, obviously reaching the edge of triggering.

After doing all this, Tang Ling took a deep breath. As a layer of ice enveloped him, his entire body slowly disappeared from the eaves, leaving no trace of him anymore.

No matter how strong the visitor is, he will always bring Medusa and Zi Yan out. Moreover, Tang Ling guessed the origin of the master behind the soul thread without even thinking about it.

Although Zhongzhou is large, it has the power of powerful people in the heaven realm, and there are only a few of them. And if they are not on good terms with him, the only one who is most likely to take action against them is the Soul Palace!

Coupled with the strangeness of the Chaotic Double Ugly before, and the eighth-level monster guarding the ruins in the Skeleton Mountains, Tang Ling had already vaguely connected his own sides.

The chaotic double ugliness related to the Tianming Sect, and the map that attracts others here, are inextricably linked to the Soul Palace.

With all this, even though he had known the future direction for a long time, he felt quite helpless at this time.

The secret connection between Tianming Sect and Soul Palace seems to be an inevitable thing.

After all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend!

Although Burning Flame Valley and Soul Palace are not enemies now, with his several attacks, especially the growing closeness between Burning Flame Valley and Dan Pagoda, Soul Palace has already regarded them as enemies.

With the huge layout of the Soul Palace in Zhongzhou, how can it be possible to accommodate a force that can surpass them in Zhongzhou now? But unfortunately, the alliance between Burning Flame Valley and Danta has already been established under the premise that the Soul Clan does not want to be exposed.

It is approaching this red line.

It can only be said that all this just happened earlier than Tang Ling expected...

However, thinking about it again, Xiao Yan did not stir up trouble in the Northwest Territory, and the influence of the Soul Palace in the Northwest Territory was wiped out by him. The current change is reasonable.

"Soul Palace, no matter what your plans are, if you want to take action from Tang, it's definitely not as easy as you think..."

As he got closer to Medusa, Tang Ling, who was hiding, carefully dodged the soul threads, and the ice-blue light in his eyes became more and more chilling.

At the same time, Medusa and Zi Yan were hiding in the palace.

Medusa's lavender eyes were filled with coldness. She looked at the square outside the palace, her expression darkened to the extreme.

Invisible waves slowly spread across the square, causing ripples to form on the water surface in the water dragon pond.

At the same time as this fluctuation appeared, black mist poured in from the distance and finally gathered in the sky above the square.

The black mist dissipated, and three figures slowly emerged. With that unique way of appearing, how could Medusa, who had had many interactions with each other, fail to recognize the identities of the three?

Soul Palace!

Moreover, he is still the elder of the Soul Palace!

The three of them were all old men, and two of them were on separate sides, each wearing a black robe and a white robe. The strength of the two of them was not hidden, so Medusa felt the other's strength when they appeared.

Six-star Dou Zun! Moreover, the vaguely connected aura between the two of them made Medusa feel even more troublesome.

"The Soul Palace's... Black and White Lord?"

She has been traveling in Zhongzhou for more than two years, so she certainly doesn't know anyone. Especially about the power of the Soul Palace, she doesn't know anything about some of the powerful people on the surface.

Just like Black and White at this time, she can naturally recognize the two of them with their obvious auras and matching clothes.

However, Medusa did not pay much attention to the two of them at this time.

Although the Black and White Lord is famous, his strength is only the Six-Star Dou Lord. No matter how strong they are after joining forces, they probably won't be much stronger than the Chaos Chou.

What really caught her attention was the old man in gray robe who was between the black and white gods and was treated respectfully by the two.

The old man's body was surrounded by layers of gray air, and his aura was so mysterious that she couldn't clearly see the reality of the other person. But the feeling coming from him was something she had experienced in someone else a few years ago.

"Half...holy?"

Recalling her feelings when she saw Qu Xian in Burning Flame Valley that day, Medusa's eyes became extremely solemn, and she became wary. She stared at the gray-robed old man, not daring to make the slightest move.

Although Medusa's voice was soft, how could she hide it from the three people in the air?

In other words, when Medusa and Zi Yan were trapped in this palace by them, they were already under the gaze of the three of them.

"Half Saint? Hehe, you do have some knowledge. But, I am still half a step away from being a Half Saint. I am just a bad old man stuck in the ninth rank..."

In mid-air, the old man laughed strangely, holding the gray mist beside him in his hands. His eyes looked down at the palace. His sight swept across the entire square, and finally fell on Medusa through the window.

He smacked his lips and said: "I don't have the patience to wait here for three days with these two boys, Black and White. Tell me, who is the person behind you? Where is he now?"

The old man's words made Medusa feel a little more relaxed, and at the same time, there was also a slightly cold look in her eyes.

When she came here that day, she didn't even see the figure of the other party at all. She was forced into this hall by the Black and White Lords. Although she found Zi Yan in this hall, it was because of this that she didn't dare to see him for a while.

Too big a move.

Hei Tianzun's strength is not inferior to hers. If he really takes action, she will be unable to protect Zi Yan's integrity.

But who would have thought that after waiting for three days, not only did Tang Ling not arrive, but instead the helper from the Soul Palace arrived, and the opponent's strength had reached the level of a Nine-Rank Dou Zun, only half a step away from being a Half-Saint.

Medusa's silence made the old man in gray robes in the sky laugh. He shook his head and said regretfully: "Do you think you can drag on without speaking? I told you, I don't have that much patience!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man glanced at the black and white Lord beside him, snorted coldly: "What are you waiting for? Get these two women, let's go to the depths of the ruins..."

"yes!"

After Black and White respectfully agreed, the two looked at each other and licked their lips.

"Queen Medusa is not weak. Lao Bai, you hold her back first. After I capture that little girl, I won't worry if she doesn't obey and capture her..."

"good!"

In a short period of time, Black and White Lord Tianzun had reached an agreement. They each glanced down, then raised their palms at the same time and gave the hall below a firm shake.

As the hands of the two men took hold, the terrifying power of space suddenly spread out rapidly. Two invisible big hands grasped the eaves and beams of the palace, and suddenly there were "click-click" fragments.

sound.

Seeing this, Medusa's beautiful eyes froze, but she spoke softly: "Zi Yan, stay back and protect yourself!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved, and a stream of colorful energy roared out from the palace.

"Hmph! How can you fight back in front of me?"

The colorful energy from bottom to top had just rushed out of the palace and collided with the two invisible hands. The old man in mid-air had a cold look in his eyes, and a violent wind suddenly rose with a wave of his sleeves.

In an instant, a strong wind blew over the square, and the gray mist in front of him condensed into layers of strange crystals, converging into a giant palm several feet in size and slapping it towards Medusa.

Faced with the sudden attack of the gray-robed old man, Medusa was also startled. Colorful light flashed in her eyes, and just when her illusory and distorted figure was about to return to its true form, a figure appeared in front of her.

"Bang!"

With a palm strike, a low muffled sound was heard, but the eyes of the old man in gray robe changed, and a strange color flashed in his eyes as he looked towards the palace.

"Have you finally given up?"

"boom!"

As if in response to the words of the gray-robed old man, as soon as his words fell, a raging wave of fire erupted from the palace.

"Chi chi chi..."

The pale flames clearly revealed the aura of extreme cold, but when the gray robed old man's giant palm came into contact with it, it was like a drop of water meeting a raging flame, and was burned into nothingness in a short period of time.

After melting the giant palm, the pale flame suddenly rolled violently, and in the blink of an eye, a huge ice dragon condensed.

The ice dragon was a thousand feet huge, entrenched in the mid-air, and a biting and extremely cold aura quietly filled the air.

"Is this Bone Spirit Cold Fire?"

Seeing the burning pale flame, the gray-robed old man's eyes suddenly shrank. Just as he was about to take action, he saw the ice dragon looking up to the sky and letting out a long roar, and flicked its tail into the void. Along with it, there was a dull explosion in the space.

With a sound, a pale beam of light only about ten feet thick came out of the dragon's mouth and spat out in horror!

The power of destruction in the light pillar made him frown. When he held the palm of his hand, the space suddenly solidified, solidifying the pale light pillar. Then he flicked his fingers, and the gray air around him surged out, and the light pillar was frozen.

Completely shattered.

"hiss……"

Just after shattering the pale pillar of light, the extreme cold air on it flowed directly upstream along the gray air.

The old man in gray robe swept his gaze, and his eyes suddenly froze. Beyond the space of about ten feet in front of him, space frost marks condensed by ice had spread.

Even though that awe-inspiring coldness had not touched him, even with his ninth-level Dou Zun strength, he couldn't help but shudder.

"This is……"

Feeling this extreme coldness, the gray-robed old man's face finally showed a touch of solemnity, and there was no longer any contempt in his eyes when he looked at the ice dragon.

Tang Ling, as one of the most popular young people in Zhongzhou in recent years, he naturally knew him.

Although the strength of the Five-Star Dou Zun was far different from what was reported in the intelligence, it was far from enough for him to treat it with caution.

What really made him calm down and face Tang Ling seriously was not Bian Yu, but the latter's chill that made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Over the years, there has never been a strong person with ice attributes who can possess such terrifying cold energy...

Not to mention him, even some of his elders in the clan had never seen this kind of coldness. But it was precisely because of this that he thought of some of the most important records in the clan.

Those are some records about the race of the descendants of Emperor Dou. They are records about an imperial clan that has been isolated for thousands of years...