Douluo: Rebirth of the Man-Faced Demon Spider, many children and many blessings.

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The Holy Lord looked at the evil-eyed tyrant's leaving figure and sighed softly. He knew that although the Holy Spirit Religion had been temporarily saved this time, there was still a long way to go. Whether the Holy Spirit Religion could continue to exist was still unknown.

And there is an even more important point.

That's because he couldn't see clearly Beiming's fate.

He should also not forget to speculate about the future. Regarding the future of the Holy Spirit Religion, everything was vague, and he didn't know what to do.

At this time, Beiming was practicing in his room. He didn't know that the Evil Eye Tyrant had failed, let alone the appearance of the Holy Lord.

A few days later, Beiming learned about the failure of the Evil Eye Tyrant. He was not too surprised, because based on the memory of the original work, he also noticed the existence of the Holy Lord.

He guessed that the Holy Lord's thinking had gone beyond the limit, and Douluo had reached the realm of demigod.

He sent the Evil Eye Tyrant to destroy the Holy Spirit Cult.

The biggest reason is to draw out the Holy Lord.

As long as the Holy Lord is lured out, the opponent can be killed directly. Only by killing the holy master of the Holy Spirit Religion can the Holy Spirit Religion be truly destroyed.

But the Holy Lord is too powerful.

The Evil Eye Tyrant is no match for the Holy Lord.

Beiming decided to take action himself.

"Master, I'm sorry to disappoint you. The Holy Lord of the Holy Spirit Sect is too powerful. I am no match for him. Please forgive me, Master..." The evil-eyed tyrant knelt in front of Bei Ming and spoke with aggrieved face.

Bei Ming listened quietly to the report of the Evil Eye Tyrant. There was not much expression on his face, but there was a hint of contemplation in his eyes. He said calmly: "Get up, you did your best."

When the evil-eyed tyrant heard Bei Ming's words, although he felt a little unwilling, he still stood up respectfully and stepped aside.

"Holy Lord...his strength is indeed beyond my imagination." The evil-eyed tyrant whispered.

Bei Ming nodded slightly. He had already expected that the Holy Lord would not be defeated so easily. After all, the Holy Lord can lead the Holy Spirit Religion to this point, so his strength cannot be underestimated.

"Next, I will take action personally." Bei Ming's voice was calm and firm. "The existence of the Holy Spirit Cult is a threat to me. I must eradicate them completely."

The evil-eyed tyrant couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he heard Beiming's words. He knew that no one could change Bei Ming's decision. Moreover, he also knew Beiming's strength. If Beiming took action himself, the Holy Spirit Sect might really be in trouble.

"Master, what do you need me to do?" the evil-eyed tyrant asked cautiously.

Beiming glanced at him lightly and said, "You don't need to do anything for now, you just need to wait here for my order."

Although the evil-eyed tyrant felt a little unwilling, he still responded respectfully: "Yes."

Bei Ming ignored him and turned around and walked out of the room. He needs to plan his next move carefully. Although the Holy Lord is powerful, Beiming is not without the strength to fight.

A few days later, Bei Ming began his action. He first secretly investigated the details of the Holy Spirit Cult and learned about their strength and layout. Then, he formulated a detailed plan to destroy the Holy Spirit Religion in one fell swoop.

On a dark and windy night, Bei Ming quietly arrived at the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Sect. He moved through the darkness like a ghost, quietly approaching the Holy Lord's residence.

at last……

He saw the man in white. He stood quietly in the middle of the valley, as if he was one with heaven and earth. Beiming looked at him with a strong sense of awe in his heart.

Beiming knew that this was the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord was currently in the room with his eyes closed and concentrating, and he did not notice Bei Ming's arrival. It wasn't until Beiming appeared in front of him that he suddenly opened his eyes, showing a surprised look.

"Who are you? How dare you break into our Holy Spirit Church headquarters!" the Holy Lord asked coldly.

Beiming smiled coldly and said, "I am here to take your life."

When the Holy Lord heard this, his expression changed. He could feel the powerful aura exuding from Bei Ming's body and knew that the other party was not an easy person. But his Holy Master was not a vegetarian either. He immediately mobilized the soul power in his body and prepared to fight.

"You must be Bei Ming from the Beast Dynasty, right? I've been waiting for you for a long time." The Holy Master said calmly, not feeling any surprise at Bei Ming's arrival.

Beiming raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the Holy Lord's words. He didn't expect that the Holy Master already knew his identity and was still waiting for his arrival. This made him become more curious about the Holy Lord.

"Oh? Do you know me?" Bei Ming asked coldly.

The Holy Lord nodded and said: "Beiming of the Beast Dynasty is famous far and wide. I have also heard about your strength. But I didn't expect that you would come to me in person."

Bei Ming sneered and said: "The Holy Spirit Cult does a lot of evil, so naturally I can't just sit back and watch. Today, I'm here to take your life."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord's face darkened. He said in a cold voice: "It's not so easy to take my life. Bei Ming, although you are powerful, you still need to pay a price to defeat me."

Bei Ming didn't speak, just looked at the Holy Lord quietly. He knew that the Holy Lord was a formidable opponent and he had to go all out to defeat him.

At this moment, a powerful aura burst out from the Holy Lord. Bei Ming could feel that the Holy Lord had mobilized all his strength. He no longer held back and immediately activated the soul power in his body to prepare for the battle. The atmosphere between the two became tense instantly, as if even the air was frozen.

"Beiming, although you are powerful, you are destined to fail today." The Holy Lord said coldly.

Beiming sneered and said, "Holy Lord, don't talk too much. Who will win and who will lose is still uncertain."

With that said, Beiming flashed and rushed towards the Holy Lord. His speed was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky. The Holy Master did not dare to be careless and immediately greeted him.

The two figures intertwined in the air, and every collision made a deafening sound. Their soul power intertwined into brilliant colors in the air, as if they were performing a fierce dance.

Bei Ming's attack was fierce and swift, and each strike contained powerful power. But the Holy Lord was not to be outdone. His defense was strong and stable, and he could successfully block Beiming's attacks every time.

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The battle continues, and the duel between Beiming and the Holy Lord becomes increasingly fierce. Bei Ming took a deep breath, and his figure suddenly expanded, turning into his true form - the Thunder Ancient Spider God. His body was huge, his eight long legs were as thick as iron pillars, and his whole body exuded light like thunder.

In his hand, he held a beast sword tightly, and the blade of the sword shone with fierce light, as if it could tear through any obstacle. The Beast God Sword is Beiming's exclusive weapon. It contains the powerful power of the Beast God and can exert astonishing power.

The Holy Lord stood quietly on the spot, with an unfathomable wave of mana exuding from his body. His eyes were closed tightly, as if he was concentrating all his strength. In his hand, he also held a long sword. The blade of the sword shone with a faint light. It looked inconspicuous, but it exuded a pressure that could not be ignored.

Bei Ming roared and took the lead in launching the attack. He flashed, and his eight long legs struck towards the Holy Lord like lightning. The Holy Lord opened his eyes, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He waved the long sword in his hand lightly, and a sword energy came forward.

The sword energy intersected with the long legs, making a deafening sound. Bei Ming's attack was easily blocked, but he was not discouraged. He swung the Beast God Sword again and struck at the Holy Lord. This time, his attack was even more fierce, and the sword energy seemed to be able to tear apart space.

The Holy Master raised his eyebrows slightly, and he finally became serious. With a movement of his body, he dodged Bei Ming's attack. At the same time, the long sword in his hand also swung, and sword energy shot towards Beiming.

Beiming sneered. He did not dodge, but faced him with the Beast God Sword. The sword energy collided with the sword energy, and a bright light burst out. The two figures intertwined in the light, and every collision made people feel heart-stopping.

As time went by, the battle between the two became more intense. Beiming's offensive was as fierce as a violent storm, but the Holy Master dealt with it with ease. His magic power is unfathomable and seems to be inexhaustible.

Bei Ming couldn't help but feel anxious. He knew that if he continued like this, he might not be able to defeat the Holy Lord. He had to think of a way to break the deadlock.

At this moment, he noticed the sword in the Holy Lord's hand. Although the sword looked inconspicuous, it exuded a powerful aura. Bei Ming's heart moved, and he decided to work on this sword.

He flashed and rushed towards the Holy Lord. When the Holy Master saw this, he sneered and waved the long sword in his hand to meet him. Bei Ming did not confront him head-on, but cleverly avoided the attack of the sword energy, and at the same time struck at the long sword with the Beast God Sword.

The Holy Master did not expect that Beiming would suddenly change his attack target, so his reaction was a little slower. Just listen to the sound of "clang", the beast sword and the long sword intersect, making a crisp metal collision sound.

Bei Ming felt a powerful counter-shock force, but he did not let go. He held the Beast God Sword tightly and pressed down hard. The Holy Lord's face changed slightly, and he felt as if his long sword was suppressed by a huge force.

At this moment, Beiming suddenly let go of the Beast God Sword and retreated violently. When the Holy Master saw this, he felt happy, thinking that Beiming was going to give up the attack. However, what he didn't expect was that Bei Ming's real purpose was not to attack him, but to take away his sword.

Beiming's figure was like a ghost, appearing behind the Holy Lord instantly. He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. The Holy Master was unable to react in time and could only watch helplessly as his sword was taken away.

The Holy Lord's strength was greatly reduced after losing his sword, and Beiming took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. His Beast God Sword struck at the Holy Lord like lightning, and every attack contained the powerful power of the Beast God. Although the Holy Lord tried his best to resist, he was ultimately defeated.

With a loud "bang" sound, the Holy Lord's body was thrown out by Beiming's sword and fell heavily to the ground. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously he was seriously injured.

Beiming looked at the Holy Lord who fell on the ground coldly and said: "Holy Lord, although you are powerful, you were ultimately defeated by me. Now, you can hand over control of the Holy Spirit Sect, and then Just go and die.”

The Holy Lord raised his head with difficulty, looked at Beiming and said: "Beiming, you are indeed very strong. I can hand over control of the Holy Spirit Cult, but can you let the Holy Spirit Cult go? Leave a legacy for the Holy Spirit Cult. .”

I can let you go one yard, or I can let you go two yards, but you have to remember that I am not a professional horse herder. Today the Holy Spirit Church must be destroyed.

The Holy Lord's face changed slightly, he did not expect Beiming to be so decisive. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and unwillingness in his heart, and said: "Beiming, do you really want to do this? The Holy Spirit Cult has a long history and huge power. Once you destroy it, it will inevitably cause huge consequences." By then, the entire continent will be in chaos.”

Bei Ming sneered and said: "Holy Lord, please stop being alarmist here. The Holy Spirit Cult has done many evil things and should have been eradicated long ago. My actions today are precisely to maintain the peace and tranquility of the mainland. As for the turmoil and backlash you mentioned, I will use my strength to suppress it.”

A trace of evil flashed in the Holy Lord's eyes, and he said: "Beiming, do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand? The Holy Spirit Religion has the support of a more powerful force. If you insist on destroying the Holy Spirit Religion, it will only attract greater evil. trouble."

Bei Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Oh? There is a more powerful force behind the Holy Spirit Religion? That makes me look forward to it. However, no matter how powerful they are, I will defeat them one by one. In this world, there is no Who can stop me from moving forward?"

When the Holy Lord heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He knew that Bei Ming was an extremely powerful and ruthless person. Once he made up his mind to do something, he would definitely do it to the end. Now, he has no way out and can only fight Beiming with all his strength.

He struggled to stand up, and with a sway, he rushed towards Beiming. A black scepter suddenly appeared in his hand, and the scepter exuded a strong dark aura.

Seeing this, Beiming sneered and said, "Holy Lord, do you think you can turn the tables with this scepter? It's really ridiculous."

As he said that, he flashed his figure and rushed forward. The two figures intertwined in the air, and every collision made a deafening sound.

Bei Ming's attack was fierce and swift, and each strike contained powerful power. The Holy Lord relied on the power of the scepter to continuously release dark energy to fight back. For a time, the two were inseparable.

As time went by, the battle between the two became more intense. The thunder power of Beiming and the dark energy of the Holy Lord intertwined into brilliant colors in the air, as if they were performing a fierce dance.

Suddenly, Beiming roared, and his figure suddenly expanded and turned into his true form - the Thunder Ancient Spider God. His eight long legs are as thick as iron pillars, and his whole body exudes light like thunder. Holding a beast sword in his hand, the sword flashed with fierce light and struck hard towards the Holy Lord. A bolt of thunderous sword energy instantly cut through the sky and shot towards the Holy Lord.

(End of this chapter)