Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 125—Mei Douluo’s Super Douluo Grandpa…

"Bahahaha, these two guys look a little rough, but they feel very healthy!" Mei Douluo smiled charmingly at the crowd, one on each shoulder, and left the room with them on his shoulders.

"I really don't know whether to say these two guys are lucky or unlucky." Scorpion Tiger Douluo said sharply.

Others nodded in deep agreement.

"Tomorrow the second and third priests will come here to support us, let's leave today!" Feng Ling simply informed, got up and left.

The few remaining people were left alone to look at each other and discuss passionately.

"Even the second priest and the third priest are here!" Blood Soul Douluo looked sideways out of the window, and said thoughtfully: "It's absolutely impossible for the two elders to come without a big incident."

Bloodbath Douluo nodded in approval and said, "It's hard not to agree!"

"Saint, you should know something!" The fourth elder asked suddenly, wiping his Nether Sword spirit with a silk handkerchief beside him.

In an instant, the six people present all turned their attention to Qian Lingjun, making her feel that her pressure was so high...

"Cough, cough, let's talk about it tomorrow when the Eighth Elder asks all the useful things. Third Elder, I'm going to make a soul tool, so you can guide me." After finishing speaking, Qian Lingyun ran away. The several evil douluo who saw the speed were all shocked.

"She refuses to say forget it, I'm full and go to bed." Blood Fighter sighed leisurely, got up and walked to the bedroom.

"I'm going to guide the saintess to make a soul guide, fourth brother, come and try it with us." The third elder stood up second, and dragged the reluctant fourth elder towards Qian Lingjun's room.

In the end, only Wu Yun was left in the huge room. Zhang Peng and Xiao Chen sat together and stared at each other.

"Why don't you leave?" Wu Yun asked.

"Because this is my room." Zhang Peng stabbed angrily.

"What about you? Lao Jiu?" Wu Yun couldn't bear to be embarrassed alone, so he brought the topic to Xiao Chen.

"Ok!"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, took out a chessboard, and whispered: "I made an appointment to play chess with him!"

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The next morning, Qian Lingjunha, who had been practicing making soul tools for most of the night and barely slept, opened the door that had been knocked for a long time.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes impatiently, and complained as she walked, "Who! Don't sleep in the morning..."

As soon as the door opened, Mei Douluo came in with a blushing face carrying two...'Ren Gan'.

Looking at this posture, one can guess without asking, Mei Douluo didn't sleep all night last night...

"Saint Girl, I have asked you all the questions you should and should not ask." Mei Douluo lay down on the bed happily, twisting her slender waist charmingly, and said coquettishly: "Do you want to Listen!”

"First, do you like to talk or not? Second, I don't like the sound of clips. Third, don't lie on my bed to generate electricity. I haven't slept enough yet. If you have anything to do, wait until I get enough sleep."

After all, Qian Lingjun fell asleep, leaving Mei Douluo lying on the side in embarrassment, neither moving nor not moving.

After falling asleep for less than 5 minutes, the door was knocked again. Qian Lingjun slammed his fist on the bed and growled angrily, "Who! Knock on the door early in the morning! Others don't sleep!"

"Saint, the second priest and the third priest are here, come and see!" Feng Ling was the one who spoke, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

In desperation, Qian Lingyun had no choice but to open the door under Mei Douluo's slightly pitiful eyes.

Once the door was opened, there were two almost identical white-haired and bearded old men standing outside the door, one on the left and the other on the right. They were dressed in simple gray civilian clothes and just stood outside the door. As if rushing towards his face, Qian Lingyun's drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

It is worth mentioning that the faces of these two shadowy old men have a hideous scar across the entire face, but one is from the left eyebrow to the corner of the right lip, and the other is just the opposite.

This scar made their already fierce faces look extra frightening.

"I'm Ling Luo, his title is: Soul Killing. He is my brother Ling Su, his title is: Soul Destroying!" The old man on the left took the first step to briefly introduce himself and his brother, and then gave Qian Lingjun a sideways look. , said with a sneer: "The saint is really in a good mood. She didn't get up until midnight, but she actually made us wait at the door for so long."

"Hehe." Qian Lingjun smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer better, but the three priests who had been silent all this time also made trouble. He leaned against the wall and said in a strange way: "In my opinion, The saint didn't rest until very late last night!"

"Ahem, I went to bed late last night practicing making soul guides, sorry." Qian Lingjun lowered his head and was subdued. Just as he was about to talk about some other topics, he heard the two old men's disdainful laughter.

"What's so funny about making a soul guide?" Qian Lingjun frowned slightly and looked up at the two old guys with dissatisfaction, intending to see what ivory they could spit out.

"As a saint, it is ridiculous to put the cart before the horse!" Ling Luo raised his head and looked down at Qian Lingjun, and said in a deep voice: "As a soul master, it is natural to work hard to cultivate soul power, not to specialize in those strange skills Obscene."

"Shouldn't the battles of our soul masters be pure? The abilities cultivated by ourselves are the most reliable and trustworthy. Soul tools are foreign objects after all, how can they compare with our refined cultivation!"

Having said this, Ling Luo raised his hand to summon his martial soul, the Soul-Slaying Sword. Four purple and five black soul rings surrounded his martial soul one by one. He leaned down and patted Qian Lingjun's shoulder, seriously. said:

"You are the holy girl of Rakshasa whom I have been waiting for for thousands of years. You have the purest mission. Under such a halo of glory, you should practice hard and take the glory of a soul master to the top of the Douluo Continent." !”

Speaking of this, Ling Luo's eyes were already full of fanaticism, and even the soul-slaying sword in his hand glowed a strong red light with the violent fluctuation of his emotions.

"That's right, the Saintess already has six rings at such a young age, if I don't waste the time spent on strange tricks, how much can my soul power improve!?" Ling Su hated iron and steel Sighing on the sidelines, looking at Mei Douluo in the room from time to time, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai: "If you want me to say, the saint was led to ruin by that girl, and now the soul master is not like a soul master, and the soul master is not a soul master... "

Oh no, just criticize her, why are you criticizing me?

Mei Douluo, who was inexplicably hurt by Chi Yu, sat on the chair in anger, daring to speak out.

No way, these two old guys are her grandfather's eldest and second brothers, that is, her eldest grandfather and second grandfather...

Hearing this, Qian Lingyun finally understood, these two old men just came to tell her that soul masters are more reliable than soul mentors, don't waste your time on that crap, the real thing is to practice hard.

Of course Qian Lingyun understands how deep-rooted the tradition of soul masters is in Holy Spirit Cult.

As we all know, non-soul engineer members of the Holy Spirit Cult will only use three kinds of soul tools in their lifetime, which are storage, communication and flight.

Not even one of the young elite team of evil soul masters participating in the soul master competition was wearing a piece of life-saving equipment like an invincible shield.

This came and went, and was wiped out by the Tang Sect relying on off-site assistance.

Thinking of this, Qian Lingyun was very sorry, the evil soul master was killed by her and could eat several servings in return!I was killed by others, thank you!
No, she must give these old things a job and let them know that technology can change destiny.

(End of this chapter)