Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 312 315316 - Shu Shu I sent you today, don't talk to me, I'm afraid the saint will misunderstand!
"Immortal, how dare you call my precious daughter a little bitch?!"

Yuma stood in mid-air and looked at Zhongliwu's Reaper Puppet furiously!The smooth long red hair actually swelled like a lion because of her violent mood swings.

At this moment, she didn't hold back any more. The first, second, third, fifth, and seventh soul rings were lit at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the long skirt on Yuma's body was torn apart by the countless gorgeous but extremely sharp red feathers.

The originally enchanting and graceful body was also constantly twisting, and jagged fangs shot out from the torn and twisted face.

"It's really a martial soul's true form that completely goes against my sense of beauty!"

Yuma sighed softly, and couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Qian Lingjun.

What's interesting is that Qian Lingjun doesn't seem to be disgusted with her current face that can be active in horror novels, but stares at her with extremely complicated eyes.

There was surprise, joy, and curiosity in those eyes, but there was no disgust or disgust.

Should I say that this girl's pain was not in vain?

Yuma smiled mockingly to herself, and then launched her attack on Zhongliwu.

Yuma's spirit avatar may be the smallest beast spirit avatar among Title Douluo.

Not only does it not have the huge body shape of other martial soul avatars that can easily reach hundreds of meters and kilometers, it is even much smaller than Yuma himself.

Compared with the [-]-meter-long black bone dragon, the [-]-meter-long Blood Shrike is inconspicuous, but its speed is surprisingly fast. Even in Qian Lingyun's mental detection, he can only observe the back and forth in mid-air. Flashing red phantoms.

Gradually, Xue Shrike's speed was still accelerating, and every time she passed the bone dragon's body, there was a piercing sonic boom and teeth-stinging friction, and the bones on the bone dragon's body made an overwhelming crackling sound .

The speed superimposed to the extreme will definitely bring high attack and high load.

That's when Qian Lingyun slowly walked to a close distance, lowered his eyes to estimate Yuma's load limit, and planned to catch his unconscious stepmother.

Yuma actually released the spirit avatar by herself, and fell into the thick fog below.

"I knew..." Qian Lingjun twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, a strange feeling spread throughout Qian Lingyun's body.That feeling was like being strangled by someone's throat suddenly.

A trace of black air quietly spread out from the ground, and behind Qian Lingyun, a black figure quietly emerged.

A dagger as black as ink was inserted fiercely towards Qian Lingyun's back cervical spine.

At this moment, Qian Lingyun felt as if his whole body was sealed.The whole person couldn't move an inch.It is completely impossible to dodge.

She lit up the third, fourth and eighth spirit rings reflexively.

The third soul skill, Nether Clone.

The fourth soul skill has the same root and origin.

The eighth soul skill, spiritual transfer!
The moment the clone appeared, a phantom with exactly the same facial features as hers appeared behind Qian Lingjun.

And that phantom directly penetrated into the clone's body, she kicked Qian Lingjun's body away, and blocked the jet-black short dagger with her flesh and blood.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the pitch-black dagger directly pierced through the swan-like neck of 'Qian Lingjun'.

The black air flow raged out along the dagger, and the body of 'Qian Lingyun' was also rapidly corroded by the black death breath, and its eyes gradually became hollow.

Only the pale white humanoid figure emerged from the ruined clone and returned to its original body.

"Hmm...cough cough cough."

Clutching his neck like a conditioned reflex, Qian Lingjun was still indulging in the wonderful feeling of the knife piercing his throat just now and couldn't extricate himself.

It’s so suspenseful!If he reacts any slower, he will really fall into the hands of Zhong Liwu!

Should I say it or not? Is it careless because I feel I have control over the situation?
"This little slut's life is really tough! You can't even die!"

After cursing secretly, Zhongliwu relied on the Bone Dragon King's tyrannical flame ability to force the other priests to retreat with difficulty. Looking back, he found that Qian Lingjun, the girl who escaped from death, was covering her neck with one hand and smilingly waving at him. .

"Hiss... What a weird feeling... No matter what, I will kill her today."

This was the most direct thought in Zhongli Wu's heart.

"Roar--"

Driven by Zhong Liwu, the Bone Dragon King looked up to the sky and roared. His huge body instantly rose into the sky, and its terrifying wings flapped, blocking the clouds and the sun.It carried the god of death above its head and rushed straight towards Qian Lingjun.

It is such a huge body.The flying speed was so amazing, as if it was just a flickering, huge death scythe, it had already arrived in front of Qian Lingyun.

Six wind and fire vortexes also appeared in all directions at the same time, blocking several others who had not yet made their true sacrifices.

Extreme Douluo didn't react at all, and other offerings were beyond his reach. If he wanted to completely kill Qian Lingjun, he had to do it now!

When the sound!
The purple Rakshasa sickle and the black death sickle collided together, making a crisp hum.

The Rakshasa Scythe without soul nourishment did not generate enough Rakshasa evil power to counter it this time.

On the contrary, it was covered by the death energy contained in the death scythe.These terrifying death auras are eroding Qian Lingyun's body at a speed that is neither too fast nor too slow.

In the end, it penetrated directly into her body along the limbs, and even penetrated into Qian Lingyun's head, as if to erode her soul and spiritual sea.

But... as the old saying goes, stupid people have stupid blessings, and sometimes even the weakest soul skills can come in handy.

The brilliant sapphire on the crown flashed wantonly on Qian Lingjun's forehead. Two haloes of light, one blue and one white, spread outward with Qian Lingjun as the center, but they could only barely encompass Zhong Liwu.

The last of the four soul skills provided by Princess Hai made a great contribution at this moment.

Crown Soul Bone Skill [-], Spirit Lock!

Based on forcibly sealing one's own spiritual sea, while simultaneously locking all one's own spiritual abilities, mark the opponent.

"Little bitch, you have been eroded by my death aura. No matter how talented you are, you will fall here today. My death aura will continue to strengthen yourself by devouring your vitality until you are completely dead!"

Seeing Qian Lingjun, who was tightly entangled with countless black air threads all over his body, like a butterfly trapped in a cocoon, Zhong Liwu couldn't help but let out an unpleasant laugh.

At this moment, a strange white light quietly lit up in the black line.

It is not powerful, but it makes the countless black death energy melt away at a slow speed.

The power of purification, Imen will last forever!

"Old man, have you seen it? Absolute ~ restraint!"

Tearing the shackles brought by the black silk thread with bare hands, Qian Lingyun walked out of the black cocoon with a smile on his face, stretched his waist unsatisfied, and hummed softly: "The disobedient little skeleton will be whipped!"

A transparent white long whip appeared in front of Qian Lingjun, and with a swipe in the air, it landed on the Bone Dragon King's head from a long distance away.

Undead magic, death whip, can directly attack the soul of the enemy.

After adding the power of purification, all undead creatures can feel the happiness of the seven wolves.

The Bone Dragon King looked up to the sky and screamed.

In an instant, strands of white light shrouded its head along the force point.

Its soul fire meets this white light.Suddenly, it was like butter meeting a hot knife, and it sank without any resistance.

Undead creatures are undead creatures, no matter how strong the Bone Dragon King is, he cannot escape the category of undead creatures.

And Qian Lingyun is the only necromancer in Douluo Continent today!
The power of purification is the nemesis of any undead creature, no matter how powerful the undead creature is.

"Zhongliwu! This Bone Dragon King is very good, but... as the saying goes, the capable ones live here."

Stepping on the head of the Bone Dragon King and Zhongliwu' affectionately looking at each other for a second, Qian Lingjun smiled and said sarcastically:
"I think you are getting old, you can't handle this thing, so I have to do it!"

"What do you mean?!", Zhongli Wu's heart tightened, and a certain premonition called ominous came to his heart. He suppressed the fear in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I killed you!" ×2
When the two brothers of Zhanhundouluo approached Zhongliwu, he realized it later, and growled in disbelief: "When did you come here?!"

"Of course it was just now!"

Soul-Slaying Douluo pierced the top of the 'God of Death''s skull with his sword, then stamped on the hilt of the sword, nailing the entire slender red sword body into it.

"Zhongliwu, why are you so slow in reacting!?"

"Is he suffering from Alzheimer's disease?", Soul Slayer Douluo stepped on the back of the 'God of Death', thrust all the soul-slayer knives into Zhong Liwu's back, then slowly exerted his force, from the middle downwards, and pushed the huge 'God of Death' 'split into two.

At this moment, Zhongli Wu couldn't understand what happened.

When the death energy entered his body before, Qian Lingyun had already started to plot against him, how could a soul skill that shields himself from the sea of ​​spirits have such a large range!

There must be something wrong with that blue and white halo!That thing made his actions and perceptions sluggish!

"Don't you think it's too late to find out now? I learned this from you! It's bad, it's bad!" Qian Lingjun squinted his eyes and smiled, and whipped the Bone Dragon King's huge head with whip after whip superior.

Wuhun was wounded one after another, Zhongliwu's body suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the shrill and inhuman screams echoed in the air. Spit out of the mouth.

"How could I lose to you? I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

When Zhongli Wu raised his staff again, he trembled a little.The terrifying atmosphere spread again, and his aura didn't seem to be affected by the heavy damage he had suffered.

Until Heaven Punishment Douluo slowly flew over and used his cross that was two people high to send Zhong Liwu flying away.

"Old Zhong! You can't win. Haven't you noticed that everyone doesn't play with you seriously?"

"Old man, are you humiliating me? You have the ability to fight one-on-one!" Zhongliwu climbed up from the ground again like an immortal Xiaoqiang, and glared at the group of enemies: "One-on-one! Come one-on-one! That's it! One-on-one, the kind where no one is allowed to intervene!"

Puff—

Zhang Peng couldn't hold back and laughed out loud...

"Master! We are evil soul masters! Why are you still alive and coming back?" Qian Lingjun casually rubbed his palms and said suddenly:
"By the way, do you know why you have been in seclusion during this period of time and don't know any news?"

"What do you mean?" Zhong Liwu was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, then he shook his head and roared: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible, you don't really think that the deputy leader loves you more than Jin Jian!"

While talking and laughing, Qian Lingjun opened the gate of the undead again and pulled Feng Ling over.

"You... You betrayed me too? I treated you well! How could you..." Zhongli Wu pointed at Feng Ling and asked in disbelief.

If the third elder and the eighth elder betrayed him, then Zhong Liwu would still understand. After all, his strength and status were inferior to others, so he had no choice but to take refuge in Qian Lingjun, a little bitch.

But Feng Ling, his deputy leader, and his wife also betrayed him, that kind of frustration is absolutely unacceptable to him.

"What kind of betrayal? I'm abandoning the dark and turning to the light!" Feng Ling tilted her head and looked at Zhong Liwu, then walked directly behind Qian Lingjun, "Follow the Saint, and I will have a chance to break through to level 98, or even level 99. Following you, I'm just a tool that can be discarded!"

"Don't talk to me in the future, I'm afraid the saint will misunderstand you!"

"Feng! Are you still calling her a saint?" Qian Lingjun patted Fengling on the shoulder with dissatisfaction and raised his eyebrows.

After reacting, Feng Ling understood the idea and immediately changed her words: "Cult Leader!"

"Hey! That's right! I'm already the leader! Naturally, you can't call me a saint." Qian Lingjun nodded with a smile on her face, and looked at Zhongliwu again: "Look, I didn't say that, I can only It’s my fault that you are incompetent, I have no future with you!”

"Brother, this is murder!", Miepo Douluo poked Soul Douluo with his hand, and couldn't help complaining.

"Murder! You have to kill your heart!" Soul Slayer's old face froze, and the scar on his face twisted a few times, he said in amazement: "It's so scary!"

"Master! There's more!" Qian Lingjun scratched his chin and said sarcastically: "I have visited all of your branches. There are thousands of holy servants in total. Guess what? Hey! I packed them all up and took them away!"

"Don't worry, you don't have to thank me, I promise you that I will definitely give full play to their value and try to prevent them from becoming people like you."

"Little bitch, if you take away my thousands-year-old Holy Spirit Sect's foundation, I won't let you go even if I turn into a ghost." Zhong Liwu looked at Qian Lingjun with eyes full of resentment.

"Don't worry, how can I let you be a ghost with such a good soul like yours? I will definitely accept it with a smile. After all, the soul of a Super Douluo is not easy to find!"

As the words fell, countless strands of black energy quietly condensed behind Zhongli Wu, and a black figure quietly emerged.

A short dagger that was as black as ink was fiercely inserted towards Zhong Liwu's cervical spine.

Zhongliwu, who was shouting hysterically, was shaken all over his body, and his eyes became dim in the next instant, and gradually lost their brilliance.

This is a mirror copy soul skill that Qian Lingjun hasn't used for a long time, and it's been completely beaten by Zhongliwu just now, so what if he doesn't return it!
Using the Rakshasa sickle to draw out Zhongliwu's cursing soul, Qian Lingjun dug out his ears and stuffed him into the skull relief on the Rakshasa sickle.

With the nourishment of the soul of a Super Douluo like Zhongli Wu, the Rakshasa Scythe flashed that strange purple light again.

(End of this chapter)