Dou Po starts with capturing the goddess

Chapter 603 Soul Clan Old Monster Soul Qianmo

"Hey, so confident."

Hearing this, Hun Miesheng looked at Chen Mo with a gloomy expression, and said with a wicked smile.

Chen Mo glanced at him indifferently, then looked at the Lord of the Soul Palace, and said, "I don't know how you posted this battle, how did you come here?"

"Two victories in three rounds, three players out of each, one trick for life and death." Hun Miesheng said in a low voice.

"laugh"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter from the surrounding people. You have three five-star fighters on your side, and the opponent has none. If you win two out of three rounds, isn't it obvious that you are taking advantage?

Chen Mo also smiled: "Are you a fool to be the leader of this alliance?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't win two out of three rounds. If you adopt the method of ring battle, whichever side can win for a long time, it will be the victory. If the side loses, no matter what the winning side mentions in the future, the losing side will be weaker." The opponent won, not only that, but the loser had to hand over three heaven-level fighting skills and one kind of strange fire on the spot.

Of course, if you want everyone in the Soul Palace and the Sky Alliance to go to war, this palace will not object. My Soul Palace has been standing in Zhongzhou for so many years. If you really think that you can just win over some forces and form an alliance to compete, then But it was a little naive. "

Hun Miesheng said lightly, his voice full of confidence.

This decisive battle method obviously shows that the Soul Palace does not want to start a large-scale and thorough battle, so the battle level is placed on the top level. Although the scale of their battlefield here is not too large, its influence is. It is no less than that kind of large-scale war.

"Then let's start a full-scale war. I don't have the intention to procrastinate with you any longer." Chen Mo said with a faint smile.

After the words fell, the atmosphere in the audience was also quiet.

Even Hun Miesheng didn't expect it.

"Why, can't you bear the loss of going to war?" Looking at Hun Miesheng's expression, Chen Mo frowned and said meaningfully.

The reason why Chen Mo chose to start a full-scale war is because the reputation of the Soul Palace is too low. Even if they win, the Soul Palace side may not admit it, so after the group arena, they may have to start a full-scale war.

That being the case, why not just start the fight.

In addition, only a dozen people came to the Soul Palace today. Although they are all elites, it always feels weird
Therefore, Chen Mo is not interested in playing in the group arena and dragging down the Soul Palace.
Hearing that, Hun Miesheng's face changed, he really couldn't bear the loss of a full-scale war, and the order given to him by the patriarch was to let him be responsible for attracting the attention of the whole continent, and delaying time.
After all, today's battle has attracted the attention of the eight ancient clans
Seeing the silence of Hun Mie Sheng, the eyes of the crowds of people around him were all focused on him, and some strong men couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths and uttered a faint sarcasm: "Isn't the Soul Palace just like this? Is it still being treated by a junior?" Scared."

The Hall of Soul's reputation in Zhongzhou is not good, so it's not too strange that some people can't help but mock at this moment.

"Okay, okay, since you Sky Alliance want to court death so much, then we will help you."

Suddenly, the space beside Hun Miesheng distorted, and a large black mist surged out, and two of the figures were extremely eye-catching.

One of them was the old soul demon that Chen Mo was more familiar with.

There is another one, an old figure leaning on crutches. When this old figure appeared, there was no fluctuation in the space. It looked like he had been standing there from the beginning to the end.

And it was him who spoke just now.

"This person has terrifying strength"

There were murmurs around.

"Soul Qianmo!"

The elders of Lei Clan and Yan Clan floating in the sky next to him recognized the old man.

With the exposure of the old man's identity, some old monsters present all took a breath.

"God Hun Qianmo, he is not dead yet, and the Soul Clan sent him out. It seems that he is determined to severely damage the Sky Alliance!"

Some old monsters are very clear about how terrifying this old guy is.

Even Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly when he saw the old man.

He was among the group that besieged Xiao Xuan at the beginning.
"Lei Ge, Yan Lun, you two old fellows are not dead, how can I be willing to die."

Hun Qianmo glanced at and recognized two old monsters from his Lei Clan and Yan Clan, and said with a faint smile.

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to Xiao Chen: "Xiao Chen, Blood Axe, I never thought that you would be so lucky to live up to now, and even join my camp of the soul clan. It's amazing. I don't know if Xiao Xuan is still alive. , how it would feel."

"This guy, aren't you afraid that Xiao Chen will join Tianqiong's camp?" Hearing Hun Qianmo's sarcasm, Lei Ge of the Lei Clan asked in surprise.

"The Xiao Clan also has enmity with the leader of Tianqiong," Yan Lun said while stroking his gray beard.

"Hehe, it's just a temporary cooperation. You, a waste who once begged for mercy in the hands of the patriarch, has the face to show up." Xiao Chen took a deep breath, suppressed the violent killing intent in his heart, and said expressionlessly.

Hun Qianmo's withered face trembled slightly: "No matter how powerful he is, he will inevitably fall in the end. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Today's Hun Clan still stands at the pinnacle of this continent.

And what about the Xiao clan?The Xiao Clan that used to be prominent in the mainland, now, there are only two or three miscellaneous fish left, and they were bullied by a brat to the point of using the power of my Soul Clan to take revenge. I have to say, it is a kind of tragedy. "

"boom!"

Xiao Chen's complexion became gloomy, and he appeared in front of Hun Qianmo in a blink of an eye, his palm slid across the void, and a huge blood-colored ax suddenly appeared out of thin air, and slashed at Hun Qianmo.

But Hun Qianmo just gently raised his palm, stretched out two fingers, and blocked the blood axe.

"Xiao Chen, you are not the old man's opponent. If you really want to vent your anger, vent it to the opposite party." Release two fingers, Hun Qianmo bent his middle finger, and the extremely terrifying power was directly slammed by the shocked Xiao Chen. He took several steps back.

"Six Star Fighting Saints."

A burst of shock sounded.

One six-star Dou Sheng, four five-star Dou Sheng, what will the other party use to fight the Soul Palace.

"Chen Mo, do you still want to start a full-scale war?" Hun Miesheng's mouth curved into a sarcastic smile.

"Oh, that old bastard, leave it to me."

Just as Hun Miesheng's words fell, beside Chen Mo, a little boy lying on a big gourd quietly appeared, who was the Patriarch of Danta.

"Ancestor."

Looking at the boy, Danta's senior officials, including the Supreme Elder, immediately bowed respectfully to the boy.

"I've met senior." Chen Mo didn't dare to be slighted, and immediately cupped his hands at the little boy beside him.

"Why are you being polite?"

The little boy waved his hand in an old-fashioned manner, and then looked at Hun Qianmo and said, "Leave this old man to me. I dare not say that I can defeat him directly. It is not a problem to keep him out of the Soul Palace."

(End of this chapter)