Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 694: Lord of Ghost Market, take action!
"Everyone, your actions are indeed excessive!" A dark and deep voice suddenly sounded.

Then, accompanied by a chilly breath, a figure wearing an evil ghost mask came rushing over like a ghost in the dark night and landed lightly in front of everyone.

Behind him followed four men in black robes, also wearing different evil ghost masks.

"Ghost Killer!" Ximen Wenhua's eyes darkened slightly. When the name came out, the air seemed to condense a bit of chill. "Do you, Ghost Market, also want to wade into this muddy water?"

Guisha, the black market alliance - the lord of the "Ghost Market"!
Guisha's eyes flickered under the mask, as if he was smiling, "Brother Ximen, you are too polite. I just want to clarify our position."

"What you are doing today, do you represent the will of Fighting Soul City, or are you just fighting for the private interests of your family?"

Although he arrived late, he knew the whole story well, which made him have his own thoughts.

When Li Gui from the Bu Ren Lou branch took over the order, his subordinate was present at the time, and that was the man in black robe next to Li Gui.

"Oh? So, there are subtle differences?" Ximen Wenhua asked with a raised eyebrow, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

Guisha paced slowly, his tone firm: "Since ancient times, the way of assassins is to exchange their lives for money. It is only natural to get things done for money."

"It's all because of this muddled world, where cause and effect repeat themselves!"

"If you represent Douhun City, my Ghost City will give you enough face and discuss with you whether to stay or go with the rules of Buren Building."

"But if it's just a personal grudge, you must know that this dark city is a place jointly guarded by our Ghost Market and Unkind Building. You rushing in recklessly is too much of a disrespect for us."

Ma Tianyang's eyes shone when he heard this, "What if we insist on doing this?"

Guisha's body moved slightly, and the air around him seemed to tighten. "Then my Ghost City has the responsibility to maintain the peace here. The dark ghost city is definitely not a place where people can bully you!"

Fang Yuan sneered, "So what if it's a ghost market? What can it do to us?"

Guisha responded calmly, "Then let everyone see the majesty of the Dark Ghost City."

It is obvious that Guishi wants to preserve Buren Building, and behind this is the huge and complex network of interests of the black market alliance.

Losing Bu Ren Tower is like losing an important support point and losing the shield to protect the huge wealth, just like the combination of Tian Zhi Tower and Chun Qiu Pavilion to withstand the wind and rain together.

Zhong Yao interrupted impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense."

Binghuo also sneered, "With just the seven of you, you dare to act so presumptuous in front of thousands of soul masters in my Dark Ghost City?"

“Make your move!” Ma Tianyang leaped up, full of fighting spirit, “Ice and Fire, let me see how capable you, the Ice and Fire Glazed Bird, are. How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me, Jiu Tian Ni Huang!”

Before he finished speaking, the two sides had already intertwined like lightning, and a thrilling contest suddenly kicked off in the dark night of the ghost town. Firelight and soul power intertwined, illuminating everyone.

The first one to take action was Yang Jingxue, as archers are always the fastest to act.

She is a quick-attack shooter with extremely fast hands, as quick as lightning, as if time is invisibly accelerated in her hands.

In terms of attack speed, she is among the top five in the world.

She glided lightly, and instantly pulled the bowstring, which seemed light but actually contained a thousand pounds of force. As her fingertips danced, thousands of arrows burst out from her hands, like a sudden rainstorm in summer, dense and fierce, with a biting cold wind and unquestionable determination, accurately and accurately pounced on the approaching soul masters.

On the battlefield, figures fell one after another under the rain of arrows, leaving shocking arrow marks on their bodies, demonstrating her ultimate accuracy and ruthlessness as a shooter.

However, not all arrows could hit the target easily. Many soul masters still used their superb skills to dodge the arrows and, with an indomitable will, launched a more fierce charge towards the titled masters.

At this moment, Zhong Yao, who was at level 95, took a big step forward. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step was on the pulse of the battlefield.

He raised his arms high, and the Xuanhuang Bell appeared, suspended in the air, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

Following a thunderous roar: "Xuanhuang Jiu Mi - Dog Mouth!"

Zhong Yao gathered all his strength and hit the Xuanhuang Bell with both hands. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

The dog's mouth pattern on the clock face suddenly lit up, and a dazzling golden light burst out instantly, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

Then, a huge golden mastiff appeared in the air, its roar deafening.

The sound waves turned into tangible golden lightning, sweeping across the entire battlefield. Wherever it passed, the soul masters all felt an unprecedented shock.

The soul was pulled by this force and fell into a brief dizziness, with the soul power becoming a mess and difficult to control.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Soul Bell Explosion!"

Then, a destructive energy surged and spread in all directions with the Xuanhuang Bell as the center. Everything within a hundred meters, whether it was solid rocks or the soul masters' defenses, was turned into dust at this moment. The scene was so shocking that it was jaw-dropping.

The soul masters instantly fell into the abyss of despair. Some of them held their heads in their hands and wailed heartbreakingly, their souls being mercilessly torn apart.

Some collapsed to the ground helplessly, their eyes wide open, filled with fear and helplessness;
What's worse, their heads burst open like fragile porcelain under the irresistible shock wave, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, dyeing the surrounding air scarlet.
The entire battlefield was instantly shrouded in the shadow of death, with chaos and fear intertwined into a tragic picture.

At this critical moment, bursts of shrill ghost howls suddenly sounded in the sky, like a call from the underworld, cleverly counteracting Zhong Yao's raging sonic soul skills, and abruptly cutting off this devastating disaster.

Then, four black shadows came rushing in like ghosts. They were wearing black robes and hideous evil ghost masks. They were quietly distributed around Zhong Yao. They were none other than the four famous high-level Soul Douluos under Guisha's command - "Chimei Wangliang".

One of them had a hoarse and sinister voice, and he slowly said, "Xuanhuang Douluo, today, my four brothers will teach you a lesson."

Zhong Yao's face was as cold as frost. He responded calmly: "I have long heard of the name of 'Chimei Wangliang' in the Ghost Market. Today's battle is just what I want."

After saying that, the four of them shouted in unison, and the purple-black soul power in their bodies surged out like a river bursting its banks, instantly interweaving into a ghostly, eerie and terrifying magic circle.

Inside the magic circle, there are tens of thousands of evil spirits whispering and wailing. They are ready to drag all living beings into the endless dark abyss.

"Raise the ghost-killing formation!" Following this deafening shout, the formation shone brightly, and an unprecedented terrifying pressure enveloped Zhong Yao.

Just as Guisha was about to take action, he was stopped by Zhentian Douluo Fang Yuan.

(End of this chapter)