Douluo Dalu: I can steal other people's martial arts spirits

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"How is it possible? How did this kid do it?" Supervisor Ross Man said in shock.

He didn't even notice the scene just now, let alone others.

In just a moment, all ten of his subordinates died! This method is simply unheard of.

Which family is he from? Why is there no record of it in the Great Fighting Soul Arena and the Spirit Hall?

Was that his spirit just now?

No... That black box has no spirit characteristics at all.

"Now, you have two minutes and eight seconds!"

Facing the hatred of everyone, Ling Mo was indifferent and carefully looked at the cup in his hand. There was no wine in it.

Their hospitality is not very good. It seems that they need to be taught well...

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Seeing that ten brothers died in an instant, the rest of the people panicked.

"Just now, those people from the Fierce God Team seemed to have died under this black box. This guy is really weird..."

For a moment, Rossman, who had originally made up his mind to rob the thieves, began to hesitate!

From the above characteristics, Lingmo must have a great background.

But...in his impression, there seems to be no sect with Lingmo's characteristics!

"This little brother, I think! Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Rosman was scared after changing the subject! Yes...he wanted to test Lingmo's background.

"Misunderstanding?"

Good guy, just one sentence to cover up the previous things?

"I don't know if it's a misunderstanding or not, now...I don't want this 10 million, change it to 20 million..."

The whole audience was shocked when he said this.

"You are asking for too much, aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed?"

Rosman almost roared.

Originally, he wanted to rob the thieves, suppress Lingmo's money, and put it in his pocket, but all of a sudden...not only did he not suppress it, but he had to pay 20 million instead.

This is impossible. If the higher-ups know about it, the next result is not what he can imagine.

"A lion's mouth is asking for too much? You can think so..."

"That's too much, boss, let's go together, I don't believe this kid can still make a big fuss..."

Twenty million, no one can accept it! If all of this is released, it is estimated that this big fighting arena will declare bankruptcy.

If the upper level chases them down, none of them can escape.

"Little brother, look... Can we discuss it? I can give you the original 2.89 million, plus a little compensation from me, to make up 3 million, what do you think?"

Rossman is not sure! The black box in Lingmo's hand is really weird!

"Thirty million..."

It would be better if he didn't say anything. Once he spoke, Lingmo added another ten million.

At this time, Rossman couldn't bear it anymore, no matter how patient he was.

"If you insist on doing so, then we have no choice but to fight to the death..."

"Fight to the death? Are you worthy?"

Changing the subject, Lingmo directly took out the Peacock Feather and fired instantly...

In Rossman's horrified expression, the seven Soul Emperors behind him were instantly killed...

Yes, it's so exaggerated!

In front of the Peacock Feather, the so-called Soul Emperors are vulnerable!

Some people were directly beaten into sieves, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Seeing that only Rossman and Lingmo were left in the room, the atmosphere on the scene instantly solidified.

Papapapa...

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened, and an old man in a red robe walked in, clapping his hands.

Judging from his appearance, this person seems to be from the Spirit Hall!

"Wonderful, wonderful! I didn't expect that there was such a talented young man hidden in the city of Silvich..."

After the red-robed man walked in, Rossman trembled, as if he had seen a ghost, and couldn't even stand steadily.

Fear and uneasiness completely occupied his heart.

The one in front of him was mentally suppressed.

"Big...sir! Why...why are you here..."

Rosman couldn't even stand steadily with a trembling voice.

"Waste!"

The red-robed man looked at him coldly and slapped him directly, knocking Rossman unconscious.

"Red-robed leader? Spirit Hall? Sure enough..."

When the other party appeared, Lingmo probably understood something! It turned out that there was a Spirit Hall behind this big fighting spirit arena!

Not only that, in addition to the Spirit Hall, there were other sects involved, and a luxurious lineup composed of several major forces.

No wonder no one dared to make trouble in the big fighting spirit arena for so many years, because the people standing behind it were all big guys!

"Spirit Hall! What a big show, but unfortunately...even if the Pope came today, it would be useless..."

Lingmo replied coldly, this farce would not end with the appearance of the Spirit Hall!

"30 million! You really dare to ask, do you think I will agree?"

Originally, Lingmo thought that the bishops of the Spirit Hall had appeared, and things could be discussed properly, but unfortunately...the other party didn't take Lingmo seriously at all.

Contra?

An invisible pressure came over him, and Lingmo passively activated the Peacock Wings.

The moment the martial spirit appeared, the opponent was obviously stunned!

"External soul bone?"

Then, he showed a greedy look! It seemed that Lingmo was sure to be eaten.

It came with force and gave Ling Mo a powerful blow, which immediately angered Ling Mo.

"You succeeded in irritating me! Wuhun Palace? Next, face my anger..."

Suddenly, a huge sword fell from the sky. The red-clothed leader took the sword head-on before he could retract his greedy gaze.

boom……

moment! A powerful explosive force directly shook the entire soul fighting arena.

Those who had not left the Great Soul Fighting Arena at this time fell into panic.

The building instantly collapsed and turned into a ruin. Three rays of light flew away to the west at the same time!

"what happened?"

For a time, the entire soul fighting arena was in chaos.

Over at Shrek's group, Flanders counted the people present and prepared to take them back! I found that Ling Mo was missing.

Suddenly he asked anxiously: "Where is Ling Mo? Where did he go?"

Tang San: "I don't know, I just said I was going to get the money..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge building behind him suddenly collapsed, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

"No, Xiao Mo may be in trouble..."

Tang San, who was thoughtful, immediately thought of the seriousness of the matter.

He rushed into the ruins regardless of his own safety, but... before he could rush in, he was directly stopped by the master.

"Xiaosan, stay calm! Xiaomo will be fine..."

The master tried to persuade him, but how could Tang San remain calm? Ling Mo had saved his life many times. The relationship between them was not that of blood brothers, but better than that of blood brothers.

Regardless, Tang San activated the Eight Spider Spears and rushed directly along the ruins.

There is another figure who is faster than him, that is Zhu Zhuqing!

A pair of purple wings spread out and rose up. Zhu Zhuqing wanted to find Ling Mo among the ruins.

It's a pity... There is no figure of Ling Mo in this huge ruins.

Tang San was frantically digging through the ruins. He could feel that Ling Mo's aura just disappeared here.

Unfortunately... no matter how hard he dug, he couldn't find Ling Mo.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, looked even more crazy and completely lost his sense of proportion.

For a time, Shrek and others joined in the excavation process.

It all happened so fast! Flanders' face was dark, and his anger came from his heart.

Just such a student disappeared into thin air under his eyes.

The self-blame in his heart cannot be buried. If he hadn't insisted on participating in this soul fighting, this accident might not have happened.

Ling Mo disappeared, and along with it, all the staff of the Great Soul Fighting Arena died in this disaster.

No one knows what happened! No one knew whether Ling Mo was alive or dead.