Douluo: Possess Eight Magic Skills

Last night, he was too focused on practicing the Ghost Door Needle, and he practiced until midnight. It was the first time he tried to practice this skill, and it was quite exhausting for Mo Lin, so he planned to have a good sleep today, but it was not what he wanted. A violent fight disturbed his dream.

Merlin suddenly jumped up from the bed,

'No way! Even Title Douluo is running too fast! '

Mo Lin put on his clothes and didn't leave the door. He took a leap of faith and jumped down. He must be persuaded by this wave of confrontation.

In front of the Pope's Palace, two people wearing the costumes of the elders enshrined in the Wuhun Palace held long sticks, they were Fifteen Ton Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo, and they were staring at the young man in front of them as if they were facing an enemy.

This person was dressed in a black outfit, with long snow-white hair, holding a long spear, looking at the two titled Douluo in front of him, his eyes were full of teasing, he was Mo Lin's younger uncle Mo Jia, of course,

A day ago, he counted the days and felt that the time was almost up, and the elders of the Blue Lightning Overlord Longzong didn't do anything out of line, so he left early and went to Wuhun City. It only took one day and one night to cross thousands of miles. In front of the Pope's Palace.

Since it only took one day and one night, when Mo Jia was on his way, his soul power was naturally leaked crazily. Before he arrived at Wuhun City, the worshiping elders in Douluo Hall felt that a titled Douluo was rushing to Wuhun City , the titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace stayed in Wuhun City, those elders of course thought it was the titled Douluo of other sects, Mo Jia was fortunate enough to land in a super hero style at the entrance of the Pope's Palace, and directly crushed Floor tiles at the door.

Although those elders and Bibi Dong didn't deal with it very much, this kind of behavior was equivalent to provoking the entire Spirit Hall, so Qianjun and Brother Jiang Mo rushed out directly, wanting to teach this ignorant guy a lesson.

Mo Jia didn't know why these two guys had to give him two sticks as soon as they came up, but as a half-martial idiot, he always refused to fight, as long as no one was killed, he directly called Fei Gong In the spear form, he fought with these two Titled Douluo.

When Mojia's 100,000-year ninth spirit ring appeared in front of Qianjun and Jiangmo, the two Titled Douluo, they were still taken aback.

How rare is a 100,000-year soul ring, it actually appeared on this Titled Douluo they had never seen before, and Mo Jia's appearance was still different from their rejuvenated appearance after being promoted to Title Douluo, so from the age From the looks of it, they believed that Mojia's real age should be about forty years old.

And judging from the strength of the soul power that Mojia radiates is slightly stronger than the two brothers, they figured it out and understood that Mojia should be younger than Tang Hao and Bibidong when he reached the level of Titled Douluo !

Qianjun and Jiang Mo put away their thoughts of teaching Mojia a lesson, and must deal with it with all their might!

But they thought so, but after only ten rounds, they were already at a disadvantage. Mo Jia's skill in using pole weapons was far superior to the two of them, and Mo Jia only used the fifth round. , The sixth soul skill cracked the joint attack of the two brothers' soul skills, and completely defeated the two of them in the level A. You must know that Mojia's strongest non-attack form is the sword form, his most proficient and favorite battle The method is also to use the sword.

Since it was in front of the Pope's Palace and in the Wuhun City, opening the Soul Avatar casually would likely cause a waste of money and people, so none of the three used the Soul Avatar.

Mo Jia looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes were quite joking:

"Is this the strength of the elders enshrined in the Wuhun Temple? Is this kind of spell still dead?"

When Qianjun and Jiang Mo heard these words, their veins popped. It had been so many years, and no one had ever ridiculed them like this. When they were about to be unable to restrain themselves from using the soul avatar, a thunder shadow flashed:

"Wait!"

Mo Lin stopped panting, it was quite tiring for him to push Lei Fa to go on the road with all his strength:

"The two elders are all misunderstandings! Misunderstanding!"

Although Qianjun and Jiang Mo have not met Mo Lin formally, they still recognize Mo Lin's appearance as the object of attention of the Elder Hall:

"Misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding are you talking about? This person is so provocative to Wuhundian, what misunderstanding can there be?"

Mo Lin looked at Mo Jia, as if he saw Mo Lin coming, Mo Jia looked at the sky whistling as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Mo Lin didn't hold back a ghost door needle and passed (the current power is not good, but the precision is still good), of course Mo Lin didn't want to miss it, the ghost door needle flew past Mo Jia's nose.

Mo Jia directly "cursed":

"Fuck! Mo Lin, what do you mean! Murder my uncle!"

Mo Lin is also "not to be outdone":

"You still have the face to criticize me! What you caused yourself! Do you still have to rely on me, a junior, to help you solve it!"

Just two words of scolding each other let Qianjun and Jiang Mo know the relationship between the two, and the two brothers' eyes widened at the same time,

'uncle? Isn't Merlin an orphan? Where is uncle from? '

The quarrel between the uncle and the nephew did not stop, and they complained about each other's behavior, but the amazing thing is that both of them only said what they could say, and what they shouldn't say, such as the relationship with the blue electric overlord Longzong, Without mentioning a word, it was obvious that the two of them were not angry at all and were just delaying time.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's just forget about it?"

Finally, the person Mo Lin was waiting for finally came, but to be precise, it was Bibi Dong's voice. As the pope, Bibi Dong naturally couldn't show his face in public at will.

Both Qianjun and Brother Jiangmo frowned, and answered quite unexpectedly from a certain angle:

"Since the Pope has said so, for your sake, let's just expose this matter."

Their behavior was not unreasonable for three reasons:

One is that although their status of enshrining elders is higher than that of the Pope in the Spirit Hall, in the eyes of ordinary people, ordinary soul masters and the guard knights of the Spirit Hall, the Pope is the symbol and leader of the Spirit Hall;

Second, no matter how tense the relationship between the Hall of the Pope and the Hall of Presbyterians is, this cannot be said on the face of it. The Hall of Spirits must create the illusion of unity to the outside world;

The third is that the two of them beat Mojia and neither of them took advantage of it. If the fight continued, they would lose face if they fought two against one.

After Qianjun and Jiangmo returned to Douluo Hall, Mo Lin and Mo Jia smiled at each other, the tacit understanding between uncle and nephew was self-evident.

"Uncle, you are really good enough to cause such a big incident. If my master is not the Pope, this matter will not be so easy to solve! Now there is nothing to do, so go to my room first Bar!"

Just as Mo Lin was about to leave, a sentence came to his ears:

"Mo Lin, come to the main hall of the Pope's Palace."