Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao's Demon Seed Brother

Wei Na's face was also a little dull.

Because she clearly remembered that four years ago, when Huo Dongjun came out of the Valley of Desolation, he was already the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor. How could a soul ring disappear four years later?
"Something's wrong. His aura didn't increase after he was possessed by the martial spirit." Sun Moon Imperial Master frowned and was the first to discover the problem.

"Are you just pretending to understand?" Tang Junlin mocked.

A look of pride appeared on his face, and he actually dared to reveal his soul ring in front of him. Don't you know that all law enforcement gods are just ants?
The nine soul rings on Tang Junlin disappeared, and phantoms appeared from behind him. The rings did not look real. Even though his divine power was extraordinary, it was like a castle in the air.

Streams of spiritual thoughts descended from the sky and drilled towards Huo Dongjun's soul ring.

At the juncture,
The young man looked up at the sky, with a hint of madness in his eyes. He whispered to himself, "Everyone in the world knows about soul masters with soul rings, but they don't know about shackles and prisoner chains. How ridiculous is that?"

When he studied the inner soul skills and even the laws of the soul ring, he discovered that the soul rings were like shackles, trapping people's bodies and suppressing their spirituality!
I don’t know when it started between heaven and earth,
Dark clouds were gathering, and low thunderstorms echoed through the sky one after another.

suddenly,
A huge scarlet thunder snake descended from the sky, tearing apart most of the sky, and bombarded the young man's body under the horrified eyes of countless people.

The fifth soul ring on Huo Dongjun's body had shattered before the thunderstorm fell.

After a scarlet thunderbolt fell, it was swallowed up by the young man at an astonishing speed and integrated into his body.

And at this moment,
The aura on his body once again began to surge with astonishing power.

Four scarlet soul rings linger around his body. According to common sense, he should be just a soul sect.

But many powerful soul masters did not dare to look at him as a soul sect.

Everyone was shocked and speechless, and each of the titled Douluo also fell into deep thought.

The soul ring on Huo Dongjun disappeared. He was naked from the waist up, revealing his perfect body, and walked slowly towards Tang Junlin. An indescribable depressive atmosphere filled the space.

Can level ninety-nine really embark on the road to becoming a god?

The answer is naturally no, otherwise, how could no one become a god in these ten thousand years.

Huo Dongjun guessed after reading the books of the Duke's Palace, the Star Luo Empire, Shrek, the Noumenon Sect, and the Holy Spirit Sect.

The soul ring is a punishment for the rebellion of the soul beast by some kind of being. It is also a means for gods to restrict powerful soul masters. It limits people's talents.

It is too convenient to obtain soul rings.

You only need to hunt soul beasts to obtain terrifying soul skills. Who would bother to study the attribute laws?

Comfort will only limit one's ultimate achievement!
under these circumstances,

Everything a soul master comes from is a soul beast, and his strength is born out of the soul beast's soul bone. How can he understand the rules and create his own godly position after level ninety-nine?
At the head of a hundred-foot pole,
Go a step further?
Even though his talent amazes the world,

But as he gets increasingly comfortable and reaches level ninety-nine, he can only lower his proud head and see the mood of the superior god before he can be granted a lower-level god status.

Tang Junlin looked at the increasingly terrifying young man, and felt increasingly uneasy in his heart. The authority of the God of Law Enforcement did not work on this guy! !

After all, the young man doesn't even possess a martial soul, so there is no way to talk about a soul ring.

He holds a golden trident and raises his hand to perform the most powerful move of the Thirteen Poseidon Styles. He will never return!

The golden spear seemed to be a divine spear that penetrated heaven and earth. It escaped from Tang Junlin's hand, fell from a high place, aimed at the young man and bombarded him.

Such movement made countless people change their expressions.

"Death!" he roared.

He panicked, he couldn't help but panic in his heart.

There is a feeling for Tang Junlin, that is, Tang San. The Destiny Man in front of us ten thousand years later is also a time traveler like he was back then!
Not Douluo natives!

Huo Dongjun was naked to the waist and walked slowly above the sky. He opened his arms as if to embrace the divine spear penetrating down.

It's like embracing the sun.

A red-gold figure stood up from behind him, extremely tall, appeared in front of everyone, and stood tall in everyone's hearts.

"My arms can touch everything, tear everything apart, open up everything, and will eventually reach the other side of the world. Our arms can open up everything, to the sky." A steady voice sounded from his mouth.

What followed was an astonishing heartbeat.

The red-gold figure in the sky opened his arms, and used his hands to force down the spear of God from the sky. Under the dull eyes of countless people, he galloped up!

Huo Dongjun's true form was holding the Demonic Soul-Eating Knife and appeared behind the man.

Aim at Tang Junlin's head and chop it off in the air!

The sky was filled with golden light that covered the darkness. The sword light streaked across the sky, and the sharp blade whizzed past, even the space was chopped into pieces and penetrated the void.

"Light of Poseidon, protect the eight wings!"

The projection of Poseidon's eight wings opened at the critical moment.

Tang Junlin's face twitched, and a sharp pain came from his neck. He subconsciously covered his neck with his hands, and a terrifying wound appeared on his neck.

Large areas of bright red blood flowed down,

It was mixed with golden light and the sound of violent breathing.

The intense light lasted for several breaths, and the soul power storm exploded in the sky. Both the ninth-level soul engineer and the titled Douluo looked up at the sky with stiff expressions.

"Is this a continent-wide elite competition?"

Someone murmured.

The crowd had been evacuated, and the terrifying fluctuations in the sky spread out from time to time, causing many buildings to collapse and there were already casualties.

"Your Highness, do you want to stop it?"

Xu Tianran looked up at the sky, "Let them kill them. It's best if they all die for me. When the continent-wide soul master competition is over and let the Holy Spirit Sect send out elders, we must let them die!"

He lowered his voice for fear of being heard by the two people who were thousands of meters above the ground.

But if he didn't kill these two people, he would feel uneasy in his heart.

'Where's Dai Yuhao, where did that kid go? Tang Junlin gasped for air and looked in the direction of Team Xingluo with hope in his eyes.

Tang Junlin had rescued Dai Yuhao before. Although it was a self-directed and self-acted incident, it was indeed a life-saving grace.

Dai Yuhao would never watch him die.

By merging with the Destiny Son's martial spirit, there is hope for a comeback.

Tang Junlin's aura became weaker and weaker, followed by the hostility of Douluo plane consciousness, which continued to repel him.

"He went to save the country and the people."

Huo Dongjun could see what Tang Junlin was thinking. There was a hint of imperceptible sarcasm in his tone. He didn't know who he was targeting, or maybe it was all of them.

No one knows better than him how much his younger brother loves the Star Luo Empire. In the original timeline, the Star Luo Empire didn't give him any benefits, so he went through life and death for the empire.

Moreover, in this life, Dai Yuhao has been in love for a long time.

Not to mention Tang Junlin's life, Dai Yuhao's own life was probably not as important to him as the Star Luo Empire and the Duke's Palace.

Under Xu Tianran's earlier orders, the ninth-level soul masters and the elders of the Holy Spirit Sect hurried towards the competition venue very quickly. No one was surprised.

After all, "stability" must be maintained.

The voice just fell,

Huo Dongjun held the Heavenly Demon Soul-Eating Blade and rushed towards Tang Junlin, who was armed with eight wings, with cold eyes. Every time the sword fell, part of the projection of Poseidon's eight wings dissipated.

"Where did this thing in your hand come from?" Tang Junlin was shocked and angry. (End of chapter)