After crossing into Douluo, I relied on cultivating immortals to counterattack

She walked down slowly, heard subtle footsteps coming from below, and unexpectedly met a boy with short silver-gray hair.

Looking into each other's eyes, Qingxi nodded politely, took a step to the side, and passed by.

Xie Yue put away the amazement in her eyes and looked back at the girl who was walking away in a black dress and walking gracefully.

"A new face that I haven't seen before, a newcomer to Wuhun Hall?" Xie Yue frowned slightly, with some interest in her light red eyes.

After thinking for a moment, he came to the door and asked the guard guarding the door, "What is the origin of that girl just now?"

"Lord Hui Xieyue, he is from the enshrinement hall." The guard nodded and replied.

Hall of Enshrinement...

Xie Yue thought in her heart, stopped asking, turned around and entered the library.

When Qingxi returned to Guang Ling Hall, the room was empty and lifeless. It was obvious that Guang Ling had not returned and the little white tiger was not there either.

She looked at the vast snowy scene outside the window, raised her hand to catch a small snowflake, and watched the snowflake melt on her fingertips, inevitably thinking of that young man.

He should be...going on a mission.

In the next few days, Qingxi went to the library during the day and practiced his soul power in the palace at night.

She wandered outside the Guangling Palace for a long time and studied a soul gathering array, a replica of the soul gathering array.

The soul power is gathered in a moment, and the soul power is circulated throughout the body by relying on the mind method. Compared with the mainland's so-called meditation to enhance soul power, the soul power absorbed by the mind method operation is obviously several times the normal amount. In addition, she has developed the soul gathering method. Formation, in just a few days, the soul power broke through to level 60.

However, the sixth soul ring of the Qiankun Stick...

Qingxi was silent, with struggle in his eyes.

She is not a kind person, but if the sixth soul ring comes at the expense of 20 soul beasts that are over 5 years old, then the seventh soul ring, the eighth soul ring, the ninth soul ring, and the tenth soul ring.

How many soul beasts must be sacrificed?

On the other side, within the Tiandou Empire, was the Tianling Mountain Range.

Mountains that look like natural chasms span the entire Tiandou Plain, isolating this land into two worlds.

There are green ancient trees, towering rocks, and at the end of the official road is a military tower built between the cliffs.

This is the only way to get to Tiandou City, and it is also the most important defensive city in the Tiandou Empire. Once a war breaks out and the front line is lost, this city will be the most important direction.

With Baizhang Mountains as a barrier and an open plain in front of it, the enemy has nowhere to hide, and it has both offensive and defensive capabilities. It has always been a battleground for military strategists.

Yes, this is Jialing Pass.

Behind Jialing Pass is a prosperous city.In front of Jialing Pass, there are nomadic people who still maintain the original grazing industry, and most of them live in no fixed place.

At this moment, it is located at the foot of the mountains to the west of Jialing Pass.

The ancient trees are in the sky, the chirping of cicadas echoes in the empty streets, and the blue flowers growing in the gaps between the bluestones are covered with wet blood.

A hand wearing a platinum glove picked off the flower. The young man's silver hair swayed in the wind. His blue eyes looked at the bloody flower in his hand. There was no expression on his handsome face. This was a precursor to his anger.

The little white tiger lying on his shoulder swayed and flew up, curiously looking at the dead town in front of him.

"This time, didn't even leave any corpses?" Qianjun frowned, wearing the same golden armor as Jiang Mo, looking at the destroyed town with cold eyes, and the blood everywhere showed some kind of uneasiness. .

"It seems that you are late again, where is Bee Bell Douluo?" Jiang Mo's usually unruly and flamboyant face was now full of seriousness, and the hand holding the dragon-coiling staff rattled.

This is Bee Bell Douluo's hometown, and they relied on Bee Bell Douluo's messenger bees to arrive so quickly. It only took an hour for the news to arrive. Could it be that the evil spirit master escaped again.

The evil soul master's traces were strange, as if he appeared randomly, and he was very powerful. Often by the time they received the news, those villages had been dead for many days.Even now, they don't know who the other party is, because everyone who has seen that person is already dead.

"The blood is still wet, so he probably hasn't gone far yet. Search separately and send a signal as soon as you find it." Guang Ling looked at the wet blood on the little flower, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a little murderous intent in his eyes.

This time, there were only three of them on the mission, and no one else.

It's not that the Pope's Palace didn't want to send people to help, but in order to deal with this matter, some of the soul masters sent out to investigate found clues, but they died without even having a chance to escape.

For this reason, Bibi Dong had already lost one Titled Douluo, two Soul Douluo, and several Soul Masters below Soul Saint.

Seeing that the elite soul master finals were about to begin, and news about Tang Hao's son broke out, the Pope's Palace could no longer handle the matter and could only leave it to them.

"Once you encounter someone, you must not be stubborn. Your own safety comes first." Qianjun nodded in agreement, and he and Jiang Mo took the lead to disperse and leave.

Guang Ling summoned ice wings and turned into a stream of light and flew into the town, followed closely by the little white tiger.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and soon they saw a half-destroyed Wuhun Palace, with the statue of the seraph already in disrepair.

Guang Ling settled in front of the palace. Two rays of light, one red and one blue, came from the east and west and stood beside him.

The palace door was ajar, and there was a fishy smell in the air. The little white tiger, covered in fur, let out a low growl of "meow" in the direction of the palace door.

The three of them looked at each other and stepped up the stairs. Guang Ling walked at the front and pushed open the palace door.

In an instant, the expressions of the three people changed slightly. The palace was full of wreckage. The body near the door was okay, but there seemed to be a violent explosion in the middle. Only lumps of flesh and blood or internal organs were left on the ground.

At a glance, there were at least a hundred people, probably all the people in the entire town, here.

Guang Ling knelt down and looked at the little girl who was only about five years old by the wall. She was already dead, with a horrified expression, her blood was dry, and her skin was like a dead tree.

There was also a little boy about two years old in her arms, who also died in a tragic condition.

Guang Ling stretched out her hand, closed the girl's eyes, opened her thin lips lightly, and spoke in a hoarse and low voice, like an old man.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

The terrifying murderous intention spread in his eyes, and a layer of frost formed on the surrounding ground.

"It's Bee Bell Douluo." Qianjun picked up the bloody Elder Ling on the ground, and looked at the corpses on the ground that were no longer distinguishable, and his cold eyes were filled with pity.

The woman who was supposed to have a bright future died here.

The saddest thing is that they don't even know who their enemies are.

"Don't let me know who it is!!" He slammed the demon-subduing dragon stick on the ground with an extremely angry expression.

Guang Ling seemed to have noticed something. He and Jiang Mo walked to the innermost corner of the hall. They looked at each other and opened the body of a woman leaning against the wall.

Behind is a half-meter-high cave, covered with a transparent lattice that resembles a honeycomb. Inside, a little girl curled up. She heard the sound and huddled up in fear.

"No, don't come here..." The girl, about two years old, covered her ears, full of fear and fear.

It's Bee Bell Douluo's method.

The three of them were silent for a moment. Jiang Mo took a few steps forward, clenched his fist with strength, and punched several times in a row before breaking the barrier.

He carefully held the girl in his arms and looked at Guang Ling and Qian Jun, "What should I do?"

"Take it back." Qianjun said quietly, "Maybe she knows some clues."

The only survivor of this disaster was Bee Bell Douluo who sacrificed his life.