Douluo: I am the God King of Healing.

Chapter 108 It's up to the owner to beat the dog

As a titled Douluo, Jing Hongchen lost face and his face turned the color of pig liver.

Just as he was about to take out his soul guide and completely obliterate these two evil soul masters, Lin Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll do it."

She could see that Jing Hongchen was on the same level as Xuanzi, the non-staff elder of the Holy Spirit Cult. His soul power was really useless compared to Shrek's senior leaders.

Thanks to his development of the soul guide, he has a reputation that is no less powerful than a nuclear bomb.

Otherwise, the Mingde Hall in the Sun and Moon Empire would not allow thieves to enter Shrek every three days or two and steal at will.

Lin Wan'er waved her left hand, and the six different-colored soul rings behind her instantly lit up.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then revealed the emerald green realm of life.

"Stars, come for me!"

Lin Wan'er murmured in a low voice, and the surrounding air gradually condensed into bright green light clusters, which adhered to her soul ring.

The light group quickly grew in size, and finally turned into a dazzling star, falling to the ground. The ground shook, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The two evil soul masters who fled tried to avoid this violent wave, but failed.

The sound of cracking bones resounded in everyone's ears. The two of them were crushed by the fluctuations of the stars, and their bodies were shattered and turned into a bloody flower.

The dust dispersed, and Lin Wan'er's eyes shone with a life-like light.

She mobilized the realm of life, and Soraka's healing power continued to spread around.

As the fluctuations of falling stars disappeared, the scenery of the surrounding mountains suddenly improved. Flowers were blooming everywhere, green bamboos were lush, and it was a harmonious scene.

Jing Hongchen adjusted his glasses and looked at the indifferent Wang Qiu'er, exclaiming: "The saint's abilities are almost as good as those of the Titled Douluo. Is it possible that all the six-ring soul emperors who have passed the soul plan are as tyrannical as the saint?"

If Wang Qiuer gives an affirmative answer, then Jing Hongchen will have to think carefully about the Hongchen family's side.

After all, his two grandsons, Hongchen, are now just the Four Ring Soul Sect.

But even this kind of talent is a rare talent in the entire Sun and Moon Empire.

"Wan'er is special. If every Tianhun Sect disciple is like her, how can anyone else in the entire continent have the right to speak."

Wang Qiuer, who didn't like lying, looked at Xiao Hongchen who was stunned and wrote lightly.

"Who killed my apprentice?!"

At the entrance of another tunnel in the distant mountains, the Death Messenger who later single-handedly destroyed most of Shrek's core disciples was furious.

The messenger of death, who held his breath and used his special ability to see how his disciple died, was shocked when Lin Wan'er's meteor fell.

He hurried to hide deep in the cave to cover up the evil aura on his body.

Seeing the Death Messenger coming from the tunnel, ten people who stood motionless and seemed not even breathing immediately knelt down on one knee and respectfully saluted the Death Messenger.

"Get up, my corpse slaves, you stay here to protect me. My cheap disciple is in big trouble this time. That guy's aura is probably at the level of a Titled Douluo."

"But, hey, don't worry. In another 15 years at most, even a titled Douluo will have no choice but to bow before this envoy."

Thinking of the stunning faces of Lin Wan'er and Wang Qiu'er, the real messenger of death chuckled, seeming to have forgotten the horrific scene just now.

At this moment, suddenly, a young female voice sounded, "I'm afraid you don't have 15 years left."

The death messenger was stunned, quickly looked around, and shouted sharply: "Who is it, come out."

"I'm right here, where else do you want me to go?"

A strange and pure aura of the Dragon God suddenly surged from behind him. Subconsciously, the Death Messenger turned around and was shocked.

Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena wears a hood, and the mask is engraved with the emperor willow that covers her aura.She exudes the pressure of a top dragon god, enough to make the messenger of death unable to raise his head.

Her figure is graceful, but people dare not look directly at her, as if she is the real overlord of heaven and earth.

She held the spear with silver light in her hand, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

All the intelligent creatures around her could not help but feel awe and admiration for her.

"This ability, you, are you also an evil soul master?"

The Death Messenger said with a shocked look on his face, why didn't he know that there was such a strange woman in the remaining evil soul master faction?

While running in panic earlier, the cloak on his head had been lifted off.Revealing a face like a skeleton.

There seemed to be only a skin covering the face, and a pair of eyes that glowed with light green were full of shock.

"Evil Soul Master? How dare you confuse me with such low-class trash."

Gu Yuena's voice was filled with surprise. It was a rare opportunity for the dying person in front of her to linger.

Over the years, her body has been sleeping, and her consciousness has wandered around, and she has met all kinds of soul masters.

But she was the only person who had never seen her as an evil soul master, especially when the person in front of her was an evil soul master who did all kinds of evil.

The messenger of Death snorted coldly, forced himself to kneel down, and said in a cold voice: "Every evil soul master is a great being, and I am the spokesperson and messenger of Death."

"You are clearly young, but you dare to act like a ghost in front of this envoy. If you are really an evil soul master, if you reveal your identity to this envoy, we may still have a chance to cooperate. However, you have to tell me first, why don't you have a soul ring? "

"Messenger of the God of Death? It's really ridiculous. Even Destruction and Shura, who were high in the God Realm back then, didn't dare to claim to be the messenger of the God of Death."

The messenger of Death was stunned for a moment when the old voice said, "Asura is not an Asura, destruction is not destruction, I am a great evil soul master, you woman dare to blaspheme the God of Death, go to hell."

While speaking, he raised his hand and pointed forward, the third soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, and the purple soul ring with a bit of black air spread instantly.

The ten people around them who exuded a cold aura immediately moved and pounced on Gu Yuena like lightning.

"If you dare to attack me, you are fearless. Did you overcome the innate pressure? It's really interesting."

Gu Yuena sighed, her body did not move, she just raised a finger and lightly tapped towards the messenger of death.

A faint silver flame burned on her fingertips. Those who had been turned into corpse slaves by the messenger of death had just come within ten meters of her consciousness, and their bodies immediately stopped shaking violently.

Gu Yuena said lightly: "Let's have a taste of the backlash. Over the years, humans have brought new ideas to the soul beast clan. As their gods, they naturally have to absorb the essence."

As she spoke, the flames on her fingertips suddenly grew louder, and then, a burst of dragon roar suddenly spread, covering all ten corpse slaves.

The bodies of the ten corpse slaves began to stop shaking, and they slowly raised their heads one by one.

It can be seen that their skin is the iron-gray color of the dead, and their eyes are even more hollow.The nails on both hands were extremely long and purple-black in color, and the whole body exuded a rotten smell.

The messenger of death was surprised to find that he seemed to be unable to control these corpse slaves, so he hurriedly increased his soul power and activated his soul skills.

However, those corpse slaves didn't react at all. Even if he wanted to make these corpse slaves explode, he couldn't.

Gradually, a faint light began to shine in the eyes of the corpse slaves, which was the light of silver flames. A small cluster of silver flames gradually appeared in the eyes of each corpse slave, and they slowly turned around.

Their stiff faces began to express expressions of pain, hatred, and endless malice.

When they turned around and saw the messenger of death, they immediately rushed towards him like crazy.

"No, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

The Death Messenger's voice was full of disbelief, and he turned around and was about to run away.

But at this moment, Gu Yuena's eyes flashed with a cold light, and she softly shouted, "Kneel down."

The soul power of the Death Messenger was imprisoned, and he felt that the space around him was stilled by the silver-haired woman flying in the air.

He couldn't help but beg for mercy, trying to get Gu Yuena to let him go.

Because he knew that the corpse slaves he refined all used the soul master's body. They were not only extremely fast, but also invulnerable and powerful. They were his real trump card.

These ten corpse slaves will account for more than half of his strength.

At this time, these corpse slaves seemed to have recovered part of their consciousness when they were alive. How could they let him go?

And in this short period of time, the messenger of death was torn into pieces by his twelve corpse slaves.

His shrill screams could be heard even from miles away.

After killing the evil soul master, the corpse slaves swayed and slowly fell to the ground one by one. Wisps of white air rose from their heads. The blue air could be vaguely seen like human faces, but at this time their bodies There was no resentment in his expression, and all that remained was relief and gratitude.

Staring at the expressionless Gu Yuena flying in mid-air, she gradually disappeared in the air.

The imprisoned souls were purified, and the corpses of the corpse slaves decayed and disappeared at an astonishing speed. In a blink of an eye, only skeletons remained on the ground.

Closing her eyes and feeling the power of faith attached to her body by the human soul master, Gu Yuena laughed.

The next second, her body disappeared from the spot and disappeared.

Lin Wan'er eliminated the surrounding evil soul masters, plundered all the mineral resources, and followed Jing Hongchen back to the Mingdetang branch to rest with satisfaction.

When Jing Hongchen came back, the Eight-Huan Soul Master in charge of this site immediately came over and said with a wry smile, "Master, we have a guest."

"Who?"

Jing Hongchen felt a little strange. In his memory, no customer had such a high reputation, which made his subordinates show such bitter faces.

Is it possible...

While they were talking, suddenly, a strange voice sounded, "Jing Hongchen, please let me find a chance to meet you."

This sound didn't sound loud at first, but after it rang in my ears, it started to rumble, like thunder exploding in my mind.

What's even more terrifying is that this voice enveloped the entire Mingde Hall branch, and a few simple words actually made Xiao Hongchen feel like dark clouds were closing in on the city.

Jing Hongchen's face changed drastically and he said in a deep voice, "No, why did this old man come to see me?"

"Poison is not dead, why did you think of Mingdetang looking for me? Do you want to join hands to attack Shrek Academy and enter the world of soul masters?"

After Jing Hongchen finished speaking, he pressed an obscure switch on the wall, and a deep voice sounded throughout the entire branch of Mingde Hall.

With the injection of soul power from the Titled Douluo level, the security soul guide was activated.

A bright golden light rose into the sky, and the dazzling brilliance instantly enveloped the entire Mingde Hall.

Not only that, but vaguely, in the silent Mingde Hall, streams of Contra's aura suddenly burst out, rising into the sky like waves of air, intending to overpower the poisonous aura.

"Okay, okay! We haven't seen each other for many years, and you, old man, are a lot more forceful when speaking. It seems that you have spent a lot of money to acquire those soul tools to protect your property. I wonder if you can withstand my punch?"

In the Mingde Hall conference hall, strong flames of light shot up into the sky. A sudden count revealed that there were at least a dozen of them. Each of the rays of light that shot into the air was condensed and never dispersed.

Especially the green light pillar at the front is extremely thick, and the light even seems to cover up all the other light pillars behind it.

Jing Hongchen said coldly: "What? Old Monster Du, are you planning to start a war with my Mingde Hall in the Sun and Moon Empire?"

In the green light, a figure slowly appeared.

It was a tall old man with long dark green hair hanging behind him, but what was a little funny was that there was no hair on the top of his head, and he was actually bald.

The old man's face was as rosy as a baby's, and he didn't even have many wrinkles.

The only thing that can tell his age is the vicissitudes in his dark green eyes.

The people behind the old man also gradually appeared, with different shapes, but they were all top strong men who could defeat Jing Hongchen with their own cultivation and ignore the strength of the Sun and Moon Empire.

Dare to take the initiative to come to pick a fight and cause trouble for him, Jing Hongchen, even if he doesn't have enough strength.

These people are clearly coming with bad intentions.

"You are more aggressive than me when you talk. Is it possible that you, a little kid, have someone to support you and make your wings strong?"

As he spoke, he roared angrily, and a strong dark green light suddenly rose into the sky, dyeing Mingde Hall dark green.

The body's body surged instantly, enlarging it more than ten times in the blink of an eye.

The dark green skin bulged and turned into huge muscles like granite.

Only a pair of shorts on the lower body protected the vital parts.Of course, those shorts were obviously specially made, otherwise they would be burst by his huge body.

The most frightening thing is the soul ring on his body, two yellow, two purple, two black, and three red.

There are actually three 10-year-old soul rings!

With the full release of his martial spirit, the overwhelming arrogance seemed to shatter even the air.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. Although Lin Wan'er didn't know why Du Bushit was looking for Jing Hongchen, since she was here and became a guest of Mingde Hall, she would not allow people from the Noumenon Sect to dictate here.

"If the poison doesn't kill you, when will you be able to yell and scream in front of our Tianhun Sect?"

(End of this chapter)