Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

In the Temple of Illusory Soldiers, in the City of Chaos Blades, there are rusty soldiers all over the place embedded in the ground, with swords, guns, swords and halberds, and eighteen kinds of weapons.

These are the martial souls of soul masters who died under the sword of refining demons.

In the current Hall of Illusionary Soldiers, looking at the blood shadow sitting alone on the throne, Shen Xiaoya's heart trembled!

This blood shadow is condensed like a substance, with black hair wearing an emperor's robe, and its appearance is even more handsome and extraordinary, like a fairy.

Looking back at his right hand, it was a blood-red long sword with a blood pupil inlaid on the hilt of the long sword, which was so vivid that he stared at Shen Xiaoya blankly!

Shen Xiaoya was extremely shocked, she covered her mouth with her hands and kept backing away, how could she still have the aura of a god?

"Master, master..., no, how could..."

The blood shadow sitting alone on the throne slowly got up, "Long time no see, my good disciple."

! ! !

Shen Xiaoya nearly fell down, but the disciples of the Tang Sect behind her hurriedly supported him.

Like him, the disciples of the Tang Sect behind her were not shocked!

"Heaven, Heavenly Emperor!"

"Why is the Heavenly Emperor here..."

"If you can't win, it's up to us, there is no chance of winning at all!"

"Run away!"

"I can't escape, this is absolutely false, how can the Emperor of Heaven sit here safe and sound again!"

...

Along with Shen Xiaoya came two Title Douluo, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

They have all had dealings with the Emperor of Heaven, and the person in front of them is definitely not the Emperor of Heaven himself!

But it's not true, but the hearts of the two are still trembling.

If you ask the reason, the existence of the Emperor of Heaven is frightening!

Even if he doesn't do anything, just standing there is enough to scare an ordinary soul master to death!

Even Title Douluo was not spared!

"Are you here to challenge me?"

The blood shadow slowly raised the demon sword in his hand, and the evil spirit of blood swept out, and countless magic soldiers from the outside world flew up instantly!

The shadows of blood are condensed, and the souls of those who died under the sword of refining the devil have been transformed into sword ghosts by the phantom soldier holy spirit!

With the Heavenly Emperor in front and the sword ghost behind, everyone was caught in a dilemma in an instant.

"Don't back off!"

boom!

A golden flame descended, turning thousands of sword ghosts into flying ash!

Two pairs of huge wings spread out, and Qian Renxue swept the sun and real fire and landed directly behind everyone.

Shen Xiaoya turned her head, "It's you!"

Qian Renxue stepped forward slowly, "Strictly speaking, you should call me Shimu."

Teacher?

Looking at the blood shadow holding the demon-refining sword, Qian Renxue frowned, "Phantom Soldier Holy Spirit, you can imitate the master's blood spirit to use her. The power of this blood spirit is only one percent of the body's. Don't be afraid."

The blood leader grinned, "I have already trekked, death!"

"My queen, why are you standing here, why are you betraying me?"

Qian Renxue's complexion changed, and then she shook her head quickly, "No, you are not him after all."

Shen Xiaoya took a deep breath, "Master, are you here to help me?"

Qian Renxue turned her head to look at Shen Xiaoya. I didn't even know when Chen Xiu accepted her as an apprentice, "It's fine if you understand it that way."

Shen Xiaoya nodded, "Mmm, what should we do, Mrs.

Qian Renxue glanced at Shen Xiaoya, "Use your soul to fuck him."

Shen Xiaoya's mouth widened, "Ah..."

"But, but, but he looks exactly like the master..."

Whoosh! !

A bloody sword energy swept across, and a golden barrier suddenly formed in front of Qian Renxue!

bump! !

The golden barrier suddenly shattered, Qian Renxue grabbed Shen Xiaoya and flew directly out of the Phantom Soldiers Temple!

"Others retreat immediately, Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, you also go together!"

Ghost Douluo's complexion changed, "Why, isn't he only one percent as powerful as the Heavenly Emperor?"

Qian Renxue took Shen Xiaoya to the ground, "What do you know, even one percent of the power of the Emperor of Heaven is enough to kill you thousands of times!"

"Listen to me, retreat immediately!"

Er Douluo gritted his teeth, and retreated together.

The other disciples followed closely behind!

"Want to go?"

"The fourth soul skill, Death Thorn Trapped Killing Formation!"

As soon as the words fell, countless dead thorns burst out of the ground like poisonous snakes and strangled these Tangmen disciples to death!

Puff Chi Chi!

Countless streaks of blood exploded, only Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo escaped.

Shen Xiaoya's pupils shrank, "Death Thorn Black Vine King!"

Whoosh!

A dead thorn black vine shot out of the air, directly attacking Shen Xiaoya!

Qian Renxue reacted extremely quickly, with a backhand wave, the real fire of the sun burst out directly and burned the dead thorn and black vine!

Blood Shadow slowly walked out of the Phantom Soldiers Temple, "My good apprentice, do you want to betray me?"

Shen Xiaoya's heart was shaken, "I..."

Qian Renxue patted Shen Xiaoya on the shoulder, "He is not your master, think about it carefully, what did your master say to you!"

Shen Xiaoya's eyes suddenly flashed the scene when she met Chen Xiu.

‘From now on, don’t mention to others that I am your master. '

'Remember, I am not your master, and you are not my apprentice! '

...

Shen Xiaoya slowly closed her eyes, "No, you are not my master, the master has never admitted that I am her apprentice, dead thorn and black vine, entwined!"

As soon as the words fell, the dead thorn black vine king's spirit shot out instantly!

The blood shadow was directly locked by force, "Okay, betray the teacher's door, today, I will clean up the door!"

Shen Xiaoya opened her eyes, "Don't speak in my master's face, you are not my master!"

"Death Thorn Hell!"

As soon as the words fell, the dead thorns and black vines directly surrounded the blood shadows, and the sky was dim for an instant!

The main body of Deaththorn Black Vine King appeared, its body was condensed by Deaththorn Black Vine, and appeared directly behind Shen Xiaoya!

Soul-absorbing launch!

The bloody soul power flew into Shen Xiaoya's body in the blood shadow's body!

In an instant, another black field spread out, "The second soul skill, Death Thorn Battlefield!"

bump! !

The death thorns wrapped around Xueying suddenly exploded, and Xueying grinned, "Your martial soul is all given to you by me, what do you use to resist me, my good apprentice?"

Three wings spread out from Qian Renxue's back, the sky was filled with sword shadows, and the real fire of the sun condensed into tens of thousands of flying swords!

"The sun is really hot!"

The Phantom Soldier Holy Spirit didn't become a god, she couldn't imitate the god-level law power of the Emperor of Heaven, but only a part of the martial spirit and soul skills of the Emperor of Heaven!

The blood shadow looked at the sword shadows all over the sky, "Ah, my queen, do you think this alone can kill me!"

"Your sun is really hot, why didn't it come from me!"

"The third soul skill, the spear of death thorns, pierces through my enemies!"

As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of black dead thorn spears appeared behind the blood shadow in an instant!

The sword of real fire and the gun of death thorn shot out in salvo!

Immediately, all the guns of Death Thorn were burned!

Xueying frowned, and flicked the Demon Sword in his hand, and immediately a huge blood-colored sword energy swept out!

Tens of thousands of divine swords disappeared in an instant!

The blood shadow leaped out, and with a flick of the dead thorn black vine in his hand, it directly bound Shen Xiaoya!

"Let's start with you, my good apprentice!"

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