Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 268 268269 - The hunt begins!The demise of the Shrek monitoring team!
"Mommy, it's okay." Qian Lingjun wiped the hot soup from his face, forced out a slightly bitter smile, stood up and walked out of the hospital.

Bai Yuan couldn't help but lowered her head in laughter, glanced at Qian Lingjun from the corner of her eye, and asked in confusion: "Saint girl, where are you going!?"

"Of course I went to take a bath..." Qian Lingjun wiped the soup on his face with his sleeve, and disappeared into the night.

"You guys eat first, I'll go back when I go." The four priests stood up, put down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands, and disappeared into the courtyard in a flash, leaving only a fruity fragrance like ripe cherries in the air...

"Hey! Mommy, why are you here?"

In the creek, Qian Lingjun submerged most of his body in the cold water to soothe his irritable heart.

"Bring some food and come here to see you." The four priests slowly walked out of the shadows, holding a gray jar in their hands.

"Oh!", Qian Lingyun turned sideways, put his arms on the shore to prop up his proud peak.

She looked at the clay pot in the hands of the fourth worshipper with great interest and said curiously: "This pot looks a bit earthy, not quite your style!"

"Hahaha. It's normal for kitchen utensils to be a little ugly." The fourth worshipper squatted down, opened the top of the jar with two slender fingers, turned the mouth of the jar sideways towards Qian Lingjun, and said warmly: " Taste it!”

The jar was placed in an awkward position, and the internal objects could not be seen with the eyes alone. In desperation, Qian Lingjun had no choice but to lift half of his body with difficulty, and put his hand into the jar to explore.

The contents of the jar are slippery, like jelly in olive oil.

"Hiss...the feel of this thing...is very strange!"

Regarding this, the four priests did not speak, but quietly watched Qian Lingjun groping around there.

After working for a while, Qian Lingjun finally used his hook-like nails to dig out a lump from it. When he put the slippery thing in front of his eyes, Qian Lingjun's eyes twitched slightly for a few times, and finally He turned his attention to the four offerings and said in a trembling voice: "What is this?"

"Naturally it's the soul! What's the matter?", the four priests curled their fingers like hooks, skillfully pulled out an illusory jelly-like object from the jar.

Under the moonlight, the terrified expressions of the soul jellies came to life, as if they were still alive.

"Ah... open your mouth."

The four priests picked up the ball of translucent soul jelly, and stuffed it into Qian Lingyun's slightly parted lips involuntarily.

With a grunt, the ball of soul melted in his mouth and automatically rolled into Qian Lingjun's esophagus without any resistance.

Of course, this thing might not be willing to be treated as food, and when it passed through Qian Lingyun's esophagus, he even twisted it a little bit.

Subconsciously, Qian Lingjun bit the fourth priest's index finger that had not been retracted.

A faint salty smell spread in Qian Lingjun's mouth, complementing the faint sweetness brought by the previous soul, and it was as delicious as salad topped with sauce.

"Xiao Jun, what was the taste of that soul just now?" The four priests dug out a ball of soul and stuffed it into his mouth to savor it carefully.

Looking at the flaming red lips that trembled slightly on the fourth altar and the black mole the size of a sesame on his lower lip, Qian Lingjun tried his best to recall it and replied: "It seems to taste like peach."

"Does it taste like peach? That's really a rare taste!" Si Zongzong's gentle eyes were filled with a bit of joy. She hugged the gray jar and murmured:
"It's extremely boring to simply eat their energy. What I enjoy is their emotions, their spirit, their resistance, and their hot and pure... soul."

"When those souls with different flavors penetrate your taste buds, starting from your stomach, they gradually let your body... become transparent."

"I really can't help it~ It's hard to define it in specific words, but... it's a delicious food that transcends everything, and it's the ultimate enjoyment that mobilizes all the senses."

The four priests showed a fascinated look, trying to suppress the nature of a glutton, and she carefully selected a large group of two-color souls that blended with each other from the jar in her hand, and fed them to Qian Lingjun's mouth. She murmured:
"Do you feel it? The hot, complex... sweet scent of this pair of lovers... It seems that all their love is blooming on the tip of their tongues, and the heat fills every blood vessel in their bodies."

With that said, Si Zongfang stretched out his finger and lightly tapped Qian Lingjun's forehead: "It's delicious, isn't it!?"

"..."

Gollum—

Qian Lingjun swallowed this large group of souls, and shook his head with a complicated expression, "The taste is okay, but they don't improve my cultivation, so I'd better not eat them in the future."

"What a silly child with no taste, eating is not just as simple as swallowing and improving one's cultivation level!", the four priests closed the lid in a sense of loss, and comforted him:
"Eating is a manifestation of enjoying life. I just saw how stressed you were all the time, so I thought of giving you a taste of these delicious foods!"

"I'm sorry to bother you." Qian Lingyun nodded in surprise, and suggested: "Then Mommy, why don't you go away, just accompany me on the Douluo Continent!"

"Okay, I can just make you some more delicious supplements, and see how thin you have been recently..." The four priests squinted their eyes and patted their palms, tentatively agreeing to Qian Lingjun's request.

Just as he was talking, the four priests removed a ring from the gemstone necklace on his chest as if he remembered something important:
"This is what the Supreme Leader asked me to bring to you. I don't know what's in it. You can take it and study it yourself!"

"Given by the Supreme Master?"

After receiving the ring handed over by the four priests, Qian Lingjun looked at the contents suspiciously, and his pupils shrank!
"what happened?"

Seeing Qian Lingjun's stunned expression, the four worshippers were also happy. She blinked and asked curiously: "What is in it?"

"It contains... the blood soul Dafa, the container for the blood soul, and a seedling of the blood soul..."

Saying that, Qian Lingyun took out a big black lantern with a square shape from the storage soul guide.

This black lantern is made from the bones of an unknown creature, and there are many obscure core magic circles on it. It is not difficult to see that this thing is actually a special soul guidance device.

In the middle of the lantern, a group of small red dots swayed wantonly in it. Even through the soul guide, Qian Lingyun could feel the ferocity of this little thing!

"?"

While admiring the blood soul cub, the fourth priest frowned. She looked away, and together with Qian Lingjun, looked in the direction where Wu Yun and the others were, and asked, "Why, you invited guests?" ?”

"If an uninvited guest is considered a guest... then it is!" Qian Lingyun put away the blood soul and walked out of the stream naked.

It was just a flash of brilliance, and a dark purple loose nightgown was already hanging loosely on her body.

boom!
Violent roars and strengthened soul power fluctuations came one after another, and large tracts of trees were broken by the shock waves of the collision of soul skills.

Even though they were more than ten miles apart, Qian Lingjun and Si Zongfang could feel the tyranny of these soul powers.

"Soul power fluctuations are very complicated. There are at least five soul masters above the eighth ring level fighting. At present, it is Bai Yuan and the others who have the upper hand." The four priests closed their eyes and felt for a moment, and put one arm around Qian Lingyun's body Under his armpit, he carried her on his shoulders and soared up.

With one sprint, he easily crossed a distance of more than ten miles, and returned to the battle circle that had been plowed by soul skills.

Sure enough, it is real for the four to enshrine the title of the fastest speed under the limit of the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Mommy, actually... I can fly." Qian Lingjun struggled and jumped off Si Zongfang, and turned to observe the guy who came to cause trouble.

These unlucky things were all wearing a suit of inner armor. The inner armor covered the whole body and completely covered the head, leaving only the eyes, mouth and nose exposed.

This inner armor is very elastic. I don’t know what material it is made of. It seems to be a very thin leather.It has a texture like skin, but is very tough. Looking at it under the moonlight, you can faintly see a layer of fine scales on the surface of the inner armor.

In addition to the inner armor, these people also have dark green outfits and dark green masks.Plus a dark green cloak.There are three flare-like things hanging around his waist.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Qian Lingjun pursed her mouth in disdain, folded her arms and said sarcastically: "At any rate, the team is also led by Title Douluo and Contra, so it's shameful to hide your head and show your tail!"

Yes, there is a Titled Douluo and a Soul Douluo among this group of masked men. The others all have the strength of six or seven rings, and any lower than that.

The five eight-ring and above combat power mentioned by the four worshipers just now should include these two people.

"Evil Soul Master?!", the head of the Titled Douluo frowned, watching the two Qian Lingjun who suddenly appeared vigilantly.

For some reason, although there was no soul power fluctuation in these two people,... she felt the warning of death in these two people. Her intuition told her that if she didn't run away, it would be too late!
"Belongs to the monitoring group, there is an error in the information, retreat quickly!", the female Titled Douluo in the lead waved her right hand, signaling everyone on their side to retreat.

"Ala~ Ala, if you want to leave after the trouble, you don't think much of us!" Qian Lingjun held the arms of the four priests and shook them in front of him, and said coquettishly:

"Mommy, look at them, they are so rude! Kill them for others, okay?"

"Okay, okay, since my good daughter is begging Mommy, how can Mommy stand by and watch!", the four priests laughed, and the evil face became softer, and she patted Qian Lingyun gently with her palm. The top of the skull, turned around and looked at the masked man who was retreating with those tender eyes just now.

"Tsk!", she sighed and murmured in a low voice:
"My daughter has said that you are not allowed to run, where else do you want to run to?"

"Hunting field!"

In the dark, there seemed to be innumerable red threads pulling the retreating masked men and the four priests together in the dark night. The masked men released all kinds of soul skills as much as possible to cut them off. The root name is the unknown red thread, but all this is just in vain.

The hunting field is one of the two 10-year-old soul skills of the fourth soul ring of the fourth priest. It is specially used to hunt down the creatures that try to escape from the hands of the fourth priest. People who are pulled by the hunting red line will even use their soul power to Debilitating at an extremely rapid rate.

Moreover, no matter where you run in the realm, you will be marked by the Four Sacrifice and will catch up with you.

There are only two ways to release this soul skill, one is to kill the four worshipers, and the other is to be killed by the four worshipers.

"Now that she has taken action, we just need to watch her ravage them." Bai Yuan put away her martial spirit and stopped quietly, looking at the masked man with that kind of look in her eyes. Feelings of pity.

"Yeah, the four priests are much better than you." Wu Yun was suspended in mid-air, frowning and looking at the battle area of ​​the two Title Douluo, mockingly said: "Why are you wearing a soul bone suit and still have three Title Douluo?" Rory is the weakest, it's just too weak."

After hearing this, Bai Yuan was obviously in a hurry, she hastily defended herself and said:

"I'm new to level 93, that masked woman is the pinnacle of level 94, and the four priests are the top group in level 96. It's normal that I can't beat them!"

Then, Bai Yuan said some incomprehensible words such as titled Douluo first-level first-level, he is a researcher, and he is not good at fighting, and the mocking laughter of sister Wu Yun soon came from the empty land.

"Stop laughing!" Qian Lingjun held a masked man in one hand, casually threw them on the ground, looked at Bai Yuan and asked softly: "By the way, what kind of spirit is the four priests! quick?"

"Shrike, do you know?" Bai Yuan paused. Seeing Qian Lingjun's surprised face, he cleared his throat and explained:

"The Shrike is a predatory bird, ferocious and cruel, who likes to hang its prey on spikes to dry and wait until the food is dried."

"The nickname of the Lady in Blood Clothes of the Fourth Temple is not only because of her long, silky red hair and red skirt, but also because of her title - Blood Wings."

"Tied... Blood Wings?" Qian Lingjun pondered for a moment, and raised his head just in time to see Si Zongfeng using his second 10-year soul skill to flash next to his opponent.

With every blow, she could accurately interrupt the release of the opponent's soul skills, and finally hit his dantian with a claw, completely making her lose the ability to resist.

Captured an unidentified ordinary Titled Douluo in 96 rounds, this is the strength of a [-]-level Super Douluo.

Titled Douluo couldn't go through twenty rounds in the hands of the four priests, let alone the few remaining small fish and shrimps.

In just half a cigarette, Si Zongfeng returned to Qian Lingjun with a bunch of unlucky guys missing arms and legs. She threw them in front of Qian Lingjun, winked and said, "Good girl. , how is it, mommy is great?"

"It's natural for Mommy to make a move. This kind of little Karami can't escape Mommy's palm at all!" Qian Lingjun smiled flatteringly, and turned to look at the few people in front of her. She was annoyed He kicked a man who looked like 'Hero Yang Guo', and sneered contemptuously:

"Hey, what do you do? Why do you come here to get us into trouble when you have nothing to do!"

"Hmph! If you want to kill, kill him, I won't give in...", 'Hero Yang Guo' was so arrogant that he didn't even bother to look at Qian Lingjun. He turned his head and looked like I don't even bother to talk to you.

But it's a pity that Qian Lingyun doesn't believe that there are unbreakable bones in the world.

Kabbah!
Qian Lingjun snapped off the other arm of 'Hero Yang Guo', followed by both legs, and then a pair of broken ribs and a pair of eyeballs that were disconnected from the eye sockets...

"People are bitter insects, if you don't fight, you can't do it, and people are wood carvings, if you don't fight, you can't fight!" Qian Lingjun tore off a piece of tongue, threw it down in front of several other conscious people, and comforted him with a nuclear smile:
"Don't worry and don't worry, I'll take care of you soon!"

"I'm recruiting, we are..."

As the story goes, there is always a weakling among a group of strong men. He may not be afraid of death, but he is afraid of the pain that would be worse than death. As soon as he opened his mouth and planned to answer Qian Lingjun's question, he was blocked by a stone. mouth.

Faced with the surprise, confusion and fear in the eyes of these people, Qian Lingjun smiled and explained nonchalantly:
"Don't worry, I don't want to know the answer anymore, I just want to pull out your bones one by one, so that you can change from vertebrates to molluscs, Jie Jie Jie."

After saying that, Qian Lingjun began to fiddle with the internal organs of the body in his hand again. Even though the chest and abdomen were empty, 'Yang Guo Hero' was still breathing weakly, as if he was hanging by something...

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~"

For a moment, the miserable wails of these people rose into the sky, causing Qian Lingjun's eardrums to ache slightly.

"Hey, why are you crying so loudly!" Qian Lingjun picked out his ears with his little finger, grabbed a person casually, and asked impatiently: "Okay, okay, it's so noisy, what can I do?" I'll give you a happy ending after recruiting."

"I, I, I... My name is Wang Dingzhen, we are members of the Shrek Inspection Team, and this time we are ordered to carry out a mission."

The frightened Wang Ding was shivering like chaff. When he looked up from this angle, he could see the look of his former classmates who were desperate for life and death. Not only was there no resistance, but there was no desire to escape in his heart. .

"Oh! It's Shrek's moth! Unexpected, but reasonable." Qian Lingjun nodded, pointed at the captured Titled Douluo, and said: "That Titled Douluo should be your Shrek's A high-level person, what is her name and what is her position?"

"She is Cai Meier, the vice president of the Martial Soul Department of our Shrek Academy, and the wife of the president Yan Shaozhe." Wang Dingzhen replied tremblingly, he really didn't dare to hide anything.

"What a good guy, he's actually a big fish!" Qian Lingjun scratched his head in amazement and muttered:

"Members of the Poseidon Pavilion, tsk tsk tsk... Do you, your bullshit supervisory team, send Titled Douluo to accompany you every time you go on a mission?"

"That's right, that's right." Wang Ding nodded his head like a fool, and said in agreement: "Every time we go on a group mission, there is usually an elder from Poseidon Pavilion accompanying us to ensure safety."

"Oh my God, you have advance information for every operation, and you still have the title of Douluo sitting in charge and leading the team with the teachers of the inner courtyard. Just like this, you can still have extremely high casualties. What kind of trash are you!"

(End of this chapter)