Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory

The night is getting darker, and the lights in Qingse Hotel are brightly lit.

The two evil douluo sat opposite each other, with exquisite wine and food in the middle. The air was filled with the strong aroma of the food, which made people's mouths lick.

"Brother from Death Prison, let me toast you again!"

Nangong Wan toasted to Ling Bai with a warm smile on his face.

"Brother Nangong, you're welcome."

Ling Bai smiled back, holding a glass of wine in his hand and shaking it gently.

They each have their own evil intentions, and the evil soul master also values ​​interpersonal relationships. The super evil douluo with the ultimate attributes is the first of its kind in the world. Nangong Wan believes that there are only benefits to being friends with the hell douluo.

Ling Bai set his sights on the Xishui Alliance controlled by Nangong Wan. The Xishui Alliance was the undisputed number one underground force in the Sun and Moon Empire. They had accumulated countless wealth over the years, and they could even offer nine-level customized soul-guided cannonballs as rewards!

Such ill-gotten gains must be purified by angels!

The two exchanged cups and cups, and the atmosphere became harmonious and friendly due to each other's deliberate actions.

Seeing that the scene was almost done, Nangong Wan couldn't wait to say: "Brother Death Prison will tell you the truth, the leader of our holy religion, Zhongli, is very thirsty for talents, and you are the talent he wants most!

It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. May I introduce it to you tonight? "

"Then I'll bother you, Brother Nangong!"

Ling Bai was more eager to enter the Holy Spirit Cult than he was, and the two of them flew high in the sky towards the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult in the dark night.

The headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult is located in the underground space near Mingdu in the Demonic Forest. They fell back to the ground. Nangong Wan looked at the Hell Bone Dragon with envy on his face and said:

"Brother Death Prison, this martial soul-mimetic bone dragon is very convenient. It is equivalent to maintaining the peak state of the martial soul's real body at all times."

Martial Soul Mimicry is when the soul master absorbs the first soul ring of the same type as the martial soul, making the martial soul independent from the soul master.

Martial soul mimicry is not a secret method. In the soul master competition, the female soul master with dual control of ice and fire from the Thousand Spirits team chose this path. Nangong Wan thought that Ling Bai loved to command the mimic martial soul to fight.

“Both have their merits.”

Ling Bai would not explain kindly, so he made mistakes and said: "Martial soul mimicry can make the martial soul exist in the outside world for a long time. The price is that the soul master loses the strengthening of the martial soul's possession, and relies entirely on the martial soul to protect the weak body."

"Hahaha, I'm used to being possessed by martial arts souls, and occasionally I want to try a different style!"

Nangong Wan laughed and stepped forward to lead the way, with an undetectable flash of light in his eyes, secretly remembering Ling Bai's words in his heart.

Physically weak.

The two walked to an ordinary open space outside the Demonic Forest. Nangong Wan touched the mechanism, and a metal door suddenly rose. He deliberately lowered his voice and said in a deep voice:

"The saint's celestial figure will remain forever, and the saint's emperor will live forever."

"Didi!"

The password was correct, and the metal doors suddenly opened on both sides, revealing the true face of the headquarters of the Holy Spirit. A complex of buildings that could be described as a palace appeared in front of Ling Bai.

The Holy Spirit Church covers an area of ​​more than a thousand acres, and is entirely built of solid granite. The various layouts are extremely gorgeous.

When Ling Bai stepped into the Holy Spirit Cult, the curve of his mouth was even harder to suppress than the AK.

Who knows, family members, Seraphim has entered the evil soul master’s base camp!

There were many evil soul masters and holy servants living in the underground space, numbering at least thousands, and their cultivation levels were all between the third and seventh rings. Ling Bai couldn't imagine how much their soul power would expand if they were fooled.

Dozens of figures came out of the sky. The leader had a dignified appearance, with white hair neatly combed behind his head, and a kind smile on his face. It was very easy to leave a good impression on people when they met for the first time. He said: "Death Prison" Douluo, the holy religion has long admired his name."

"Master Zhongli, nice to meet you."

Ling Bai's tone was calm. He could feel the soul power surging like a frenzy in the old man's body. The concentration of the soul power was not inferior to that of the original master's poisonous body. His identity was clearly revealed.

The leader of the Holy Spirit, Zhong Liwu.

Behind Zhong Liwu are the elders of the Holy Spirit Sect. To the outside world, each of them is an evil douluo that a child would not dare to cry at night. The most outstanding one is undoubtedly the evil woman next to Zhong Liwu, the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, level ninety-seven. Evil Phoenix Douluo Fengling.

Ling Bai glanced at the dishes and snacks, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at Evil Phoenix Douluo for a few more seconds.

Don't get me wrong, it's not because of the lustful feelings common to men. After all, this person is not young. Ling Bai is just curious about how charming Feng Ling is to make Zhong Liwu and Yan Shaozhe, an uncle and nephew, fall in love with each other.

Needless to say, there is no need to say much about her appearance. She is very beautiful. What catches people's attention is the dark red lines extending from the corners of her eyes to her temples. Her charming temperament arouses people's unbearable itch.

At the same time, the Holy Spirit Cult Evil Douluo also looked at the Deathly Hell Douluo, who had a great reputation in the outside world and was vaguely known as the number one evil soul master in the mainland.

Everyone looked at the Hell Bone Dragon at Ling Bai's feet, the majestic white bone dragon body, the crimson dragon claws curved like death's scythe, the domineering dragon power that spread wantonly, and they couldn't help but nod frequently.

Zhong Liwu glanced at Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng received the signal and immediately took a step forward, with a contemptuous smile on his lips and said provocatively:

"Death Hell Douluo, I am a member of the Holy Sect Scorpion Tiger who serves Zhang Peng. I heard that you are so strong that even the Taotie Douluo Xuanzi was defeated by you. Do you dare to quarrel with me?"

This was a plan that Zhong Liwu had made in advance. Although the Death Hell Douluo had a remarkable record, seeing was believing. He wanted to see the Death Hell Douluo's ability with his own eyes, and planned to send someone to challenge the Death Hell Douluo head-on.

He and Fengling are the principal and deputy leaders. If the Holy Spirit Sect is defeated, they will lose their reputation. However, as a worshiper of the Holy Spirit Sect, Zhang Peng's soul power is as good as that of the Hell Douluo at level ninety-six, making him an extremely suitable candidate.

Zhang Peng won, which showed that the Deathly Hell Douluo was only superficial, and from now on he would only regard the Deathly Hell Douluo as an ordinary subordinate.

Zhang Peng's defeat means that Death Prison Douluo lives up to the rumors. His status will rise through this, and he can also use his strength to silence the veteran Evil Douluo. Zhong Liwu can safely arrange some lucrative tasks for him.

No matter who loses or wins, the Holy Spirit Church will happily accept it.

With a slight thought in his mind, Ling Bai guessed the little Jiujiu in Zhong Liwu's heart, but this battle was a conspiracy. Facing the searchlight-like eyes of more than a dozen Evil Douluo, he said calmly:

"I accept your challenge."

Seeing this scene, Zhong Liwu coughed lightly and pretended to say: "Scorpion Tiger, Death Prison, we are all evil soul masters, there is no need to be tense when we first meet, peace is the most important...

If you want to fight, remember to fight at a high altitude. Our base can be built underground in the Evil Forest thanks to the Evil Emperor. Don't disturb the Evil Emperor's sleep. "

The two men snorted coldly at the same time, turned into two beams of light and rushed out of the Holy Spirit Sect's base camp, straight into the sky. The Holy Spirit Sect's evil soul master couldn't bear to be left behind and flew to the side to watch the battle between the two super evil douluo.

It is not accurate to say that they are two super evil douluo, because Zhang Peng is not an evil soul master in the strict sense, but he can only swallow the blood of some soul beasts to assist in his cultivation.

Back then, Dragon God Douluo Mu Lao personally took action to arrest Zhang Peng. After a careful study, he found that there was very little evil in him, so he let him go with a wave of his hand. Zhang Peng later joined the Holy Spirit Cult, an organization of evil soul masters.

The two men were so arrogant that wherever they looked there were dark clouds, and lightning kept falling around them, like strange giant trees thrust into the clouds from the sky.

The provocation was Zhong Liwu's request. Zhang Peng himself had no intention of looking down on the Hell Douluo. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, five black, rose up. The seventh soul ring lit up instantly, and he transformed. A giant black tiger with a strong physique.

The giant tiger was more than fifteen meters long, with its tail raised high, and the tip of the scorpion-like tail hook flashing black light. The dark clouds in the sky gathered at Zhang Peng's feet, and a pair of dark purple beast eyes radiated fiercely.

The Hell Bone Dragon took a closer look, isn't this the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?

No, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is not that low!

At most it’s a miniature version!

It’s not a big problem, let’s fight like the Dark Demon and Evil God!

The only time the Hell Bone Dragon suffered a loss in its life was when it faced the Hundred Thousand Years Dark Demon Evil God Tiger in the Star Dou Forest. From then on, it has deeply remembered its aura. Now it faces Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng. It should be treated as a rehearsal for a revenge battle. !

Nine soul rings, gray, black, black, red, and red, appeared. Even though the evil soul master had a secret method to increase the life of the soul rings, the soul rings disguised by the Qian Charming Demon Appearance still shocked these evil Douluo.

Zhong Liwu stared at the gray soul ring intently, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

The Hell Bone Dragon's fighting spirit is overwhelming, and Ling Bai will naturally not suppress its desire. According to the rules of the soul master world, the fist is the biggest in the world. Only by crushing Scorpion Tiger Douluo head-on can he freely order food in the Holy Spirit Sect in the future!

The fourth soul ring is blazing brightly, and the Hell Bone Dragon comes up to create eternal creation!

The dragon's claws crisscrossed the blood-red fork-shaped light blades. In an instant, the entire space seemed to collapse, the sky darkened instantly, and Zhang Peng was shocked.

Are you kidding me? This is a ten thousand year soul skill! ?

He raised his head to the sky and let out a hoarse tiger roar. Countless beast roars echoed in the air. The eighth soul ring bloomed with a deep black light. Shadows kept emerging in the dark clouds. They were soul beasts of different forms, rushing toward them with shrill roars. Ling Bai.

Among the evil soul masters watching the battle, Blood Demon Douluo, a 93rd-level worshiper of the Holy Spirit Cult, stroked his beard and exclaimed:

"Lao Zhang is under great pressure. His Scorpion Tiger Spirit is a subspecies of the Dark Devilgod Tiger. It is an absolutely top-notch spirit. There are very few people in the Holy Sect who can suppress him at the same level. The Hell Douluo is really amazing!"

The fourth soul skill was replaced with the eighth soul skill. On the surface, Death Hell Douluo had the upper hand. Nangong Wan secretly shook his fist excitedly. He had a normal relationship with Zhang Peng, but he and Death Hell Douluo fell in love at first sight. They exchanged glasses on the wine table. Zhan, if you give them a few more gifts in the future, they will probably become brothers with different surnames. He definitely hopes that the Death Hell Douluo will win.

Zhang Peng's eighth soul skill is called Twelve Beast Envoys, which releases beast souls that are combined with his own spiritual power and soul power. The core is the twelve thousand-year-old beast souls that he has tempered for many years.

Beast souls are extremely resistant and have both physical and mental attack capabilities, and Zhang Peng can sneak into any beast soul at any time to launch a surprise attack.

Sacrificing a beast soul to transfer to the Eternal Creation, just as Zhang Peng was about to launch an attack as before, a shrill scream suddenly sounded. The beast soul seemed to have encountered an absolutely restrained natural enemy, and it panicked and screamed to escape.

Zhang Peng's expression changed with horror. He clearly felt that the beast soul he had worked so hard to refine violently resisted and even began to fly away from his control.

He looked at Ling Bai hurriedly, the only possibility was that this guy did it!

Two evil flames danced between Ling Bai's black eyes, forming a huge scarlet vortex with each breath, like a rotating black hole, greedily devouring all the souls around him!

The Ultimate Talent of the Hell Spider King, Soul Devouring!

The soul-eating spider comes from the soul-eating spider emperor, which is also an important reason why the death-jail spider emperor is called the evil martial soul. The soul ring and soul are the nutrients for its growth!

The beast souls were unable to resist at all, and were sucked into the soul-devouring vortex one after another. Zhang Pengmou couldn't protect any of them despite his best efforts. Seeing this scene, some Evil Douluo with relatively low soul power spoke with fear in their voices. :

"Is this Death Prison Douluo? He seems to be more evil than the leader..."

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp and harsh sound of metal friction suddenly resounded in the sky. The evil soul masters looked up in astonishment and saw seven hundred-meter-long chains, like seven blood-stained dragons, dancing wildly in the sky.

The surface of the blood-colored chain was engraved with various mysterious evil patterns. The evil eyes full of hatred opened and closed on the chain, dancing wildly with the chain. The eyes were so disturbing that the evil soul master frowned when he saw it.

The fifth soul skill of the Hell Spider King, the Lock of Rebirth!

Zhang Peng has been across the continent for hundreds of years, but he is still able to react when faced with the encirclement and suppression from seven past lives. As his body retreats rapidly, the ninth soul ring erupts, and the scorpion tiger's true body spreads into countless black shadows.

"twist!"

As soon as Ling Bai shouted, the seven locks of the dead set off a shocking scream, wiping out Zhang Peng's fleeing shadow!

The blood-colored chains were thrust in and out from all directions. In just a few back and forth, the chains of death entangled all the black shadows!

The fleeing shadows stopped. No matter how they used soul skills to resist these strange chains, they could not stop the strangulation like maggots attached to the bones. It's like death is coming, you know it's coming, but you can only wait quietly, helpless.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng reappeared in the field of vision of Zhong Liwu and others. His limbs were pierced by the chains of death, and the chains were winding and tied up directly.

The sharp chain blade stayed an inch away from Zhang Peng's forehead, and the cold air seeping out caused goosebumps all over his body. Zhang Peng's pupils were enlarged countless times with the tip of the blade, his throat rolled subconsciously, and then he saw Ling Bai's evil face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"The gesture is over, are you satisfied? Scorpion and tiger worship?"

Zhang Peng turned his head with difficulty and said with a pale face:

"Death Prison Douluo, I obey you..."

The ultimate death attached to the Rebirth Lock is too terrifying, as it has its own locking and penetrating effects, and his ninth soul skill to save his life is completely ineffective. As long as Ling Bai is willing, the next second his head will be like a rotten watermelon falling to the ground, exploding into a large puddle of red liquid.

At the end of the battle, Zhong Liwu stepped forward in time, clapped his hands with high spirits, and announced loudly:

"From now on, Death Hell Douluo will be enshrined in the Holy Cult and enjoy blood food at the deputy leader level. All disciples of the Holy Cult must obey the orders of Death Hell Douluo!"

He solemnly said to Ling Bai: "As a worshiper in the Hell of Death, I will take you like a fish in water!

The Holy Religion is lucky to have you! "