The Legend of Douba Resurrection

In the eyes of everyone's anticipation, ten majestic figures slowly emerged from the thick black mist.

As soon as they appeared, the temperature between the sky and the earth suddenly dropped a lot, and the thick black mist covered most of the fallen mountain top, which was a thousand feet long and wide, and even swallowed most of the light projected from the sky. .

For a moment, the peak of the fallen mountain seemed to have instantly turned into a ghost.

The elders of some sects in mid-air had sharper eyes, and instantly saw the cultivation of these ten soul hall powerhouses, all of them were fighting saint powerhouses!

"Ten fighting saints? The Soul Hall actually has such a foundation?"

"The Hall of Souls is really sinister and vicious. I said why they have been holding back for more than two years without making a move. It turned out that they planned to give Tianfu a ruthless blow."

"Hey, I'm afraid the Tianfu Alliance will fall this time. I didn't expect that the Soul Palace would still come up with ten fighting saints when it was defeated by the Tianfu. Is it true that the Soul Palace is actually as rumored by some people? There is the support of a large ancient imperial family behind it?"

The powerhouses from the major forces in Zhongzhou looked at each other for a while, and most of their words were denouncing the insidiousness of the Soul Palace and sympathizing with the robbery of Tianfu.

After all, for a terrorist organization like Soul Palace that endangers the whole of Zhongzhou, and even the entire continent, I am afraid that a normal person would not like them, and they might attack him one day.

It is really a great misfortune for Zhongzhou for such an organization to return to Zhongzhou!

"Hehe, it seems that our carefully prepared appearance effect is not bad."

Hun Miesheng, who was among the ten people, looked around and smiled in satisfaction.

Hun Miesheng, who had been resurrected once by the power of the soul clan, was resurrected by seizing the body of a low-level fighting saint from the soul clan. His value in the eyes of the high-level soul hall was much higher than that of a low-level fighting saint.

In addition, Void Swallowing Flame used the original fire to reshape his body, not only fully restored his cultivation, but also made his cultivation go a step further, reaching the realm of a six-star fighting saint.

He is very satisfied with all of this.

The shock and horror left on everyone's faces made him even more excited, yes, this is what he wanted.

Today, he must kill Xiao Yan on the spot under the watchful eyes of everyone, and revive the name of the soul hall of the largest super power in Zhongzhou in one fell swoop!

"Haven't Xiao Yan and people from Tianfu come over yet?"

The old soul demon beside Hun Miesheng frowned.

Judging by his lively appearance, it seems that the wound left by the Jinglian Demon Saint two years ago has completely healed, but it is also a fortune teller.

"just arrived!"

A chuckle resounded abruptly on the top of the falling mountain, and then spread rapidly within a hundred miles.

"The people of Tianfu are here!"

The Hall of Souls and the strong onlookers said a word almost at the same time.

It's just that the moods of the two are different, the former is contempt, the latter is pity, these are not listed for the time being.

"Buzz!"

I saw a space on the top of the fallen mountain suddenly began to rippling violently, as if a large number of strong men were coming from the other end of the space passage.

Apparently, the Hall of Souls has also been keenly aware of this.

"Huh? Such a violent spatial fluctuation? Is Tianfu planning to bring all their Dou Zun powerhouses to make up for it? It's ridiculous. In the battle of Dou Sheng Da Neng, the Dou Zun powerhouses are not even qualified to serve as cannon fodder." .”

The old soul demon glanced at the void and said with a contemptuous smile.

"It's just a pointless struggle."

Soul Miesheng concluded casually.

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"Buzz!"

The fluctuation in the void finally reached its peak, and dozens of figures appeared in midair strangely.As soon as these figures appeared, they instantly took away most of the field of vision.

The soaring aura of the dozens of fighting saints gathered together immediately dispersed the strange black mist that had not yet fully diffused, and the sky above the Fallen Peak was suddenly brightened.

If it is said that the diffused breath of the ten powerhouses in the Soul Palace occupied the entire Fallen Peak, then after the Tianfu strongmen arrived, the breath of the Soul Palace powerhouses was instantly compressed in Occupying the third floor of the Fallen Peak.

Before, this place was full of ghosts and creatures, but now it is Huanghuang Zhengdao.

The momentum of the Soul Hall suddenly declined!

One, two, three...seventeen, eighteen...thirty-four, thirty-five, a total of thirty-five Tianfu strong men, and every strong man is a fighting saint strong!

"I counted, and there are thirty-five strong men from Tianfu, and every strong man is a fighting saint. I must be dazzled!"

"Oh my god! There are thirty-five fighting saints! Where on earth did Tianfu get so many fighting saints!"

"What the hell! It turns out that Tianfu is really good at playing pigs and tigers!!"

"A total of thirty-five fighting saints, apart from those ancient emperors hiding behind the scenes, I am afraid that there is really no force that can overwhelm Tianfu."

At this time, the crowd near the Fallen Peak was like a frying pan about to boil, buzzing non-stop, with emotions ranging from amazement, shock, gratitude, and wailing.

"Thirty-five fighting saints? How is this possible? How can there be so many fighting saints in Tianfu?!"

The soul demon old man who was still mocking the Tianfu side for pulling Dou Zun to make up the number, his withered face instantly became extremely ferocious, and he roared hoarsely.

"Tianfu Tianfu, good, very good, very good!!"

Hun Miesheng still had a trace of shock on his face, and murmured involuntarily.