The Peerless Tang Sect’s Sun and Moon Glory

Among the four elders dispatched by the Holy Spirit Sect this time, Masked Douluo, because of his special martial soul, although far inferior to Zhong Liwu and Fengling, still has a soul ring ratio that exceeds conventional knowledge.

One yellow, three purple, and five black. Compared with the soul rings of normal soul masters, the colors of his nine soul rings are much darker. There seems to be a layer of gray fog blocking it.

The second, third, and fourth purple thousand-year soul rings on Masked Douluo's body shone one after another, and the light and shadow of the huge human face behind him suddenly moved forward, directly covering Xu Zihuang.

His strange laughter also became more and more shrill.

"Little thing, you are very courageous, and you dare to make trouble for the Holy Cult. But you are overestimating your abilities. Today, I will let you taste the taste of my resentful ghost mask devouring your soul. I will let you It starts to devour your soul from soul to soul, that taste, tsk tsk tsk..."

As he spoke, Masked Douluo did not hide his serious greed.

He could feel the strength of Xu Zihuang's mental and soul power. If it could be eaten by his magic maggots as nourishment, it would be of great benefit to his subsequent improvement in cultivation.

Zhong Liwu and Du Bushui both rose to an altitude of more than five thousand meters. With their cultivation, even the energy aftermath that spreads out during a fight is enough to threaten the safety of ordinary titled Douluo.

The ninety-eighth level super Douluo is already infinitely close to the limit of a human soul master.

The two simply moved the battlefield to such a restricted area in the air in a tacit understanding.

However, both Zhong Liwu and Du Bushu are paying close attention to the battlefields in other areas. It is difficult to determine the outcome of the battle between them in a short period of time. The direction of the situation basically depends on the people under their command.

Upon discovering that Masked Douluo had taken the initiative to find Xu Zihuang regardless of life and death, Zhong Liwu's expression suddenly changed, and his furious voice exploded in the air.

"Idiot! Don't fight him alone! He was the one who killed Wu Yun and Wu Yu. You Ming, go help Mask!"

Among the eight elders of the Holy Spirit Sect, Masked Douluo is the most abnormal. His magic maggot martial soul needs to continuously devour human brains and souls in order to cultivate. In this way, Masked Douluo's cultivation speed is indeed very fast, and even his own spiritual power can be improved by devouring the soul of the soul master. But the disadvantage that comes with it is that Masked Douluo's mental state is extremely unstable, and he is often in a state of chaos.

If Masked Douluo had a normal mind, he would be able to see that Xu Zihuang was unusual from what happened just now.

Zhong Liwu's words made Tian Centipede Douluo, Netherworld Douluo, and Netherworld Douluo, who had no prior knowledge, feel trembling in their hearts.

Sisters Wu Yun and Wu Yu are among the strongest in their Holy Spirit Sect. The powerful spiritual attribute martial soul is the spirit of revenge, and the two sisters also possess martial soul fusion skills. Together, they are enough to compete with any one of them.

"Fourth!"

This was not the first time that these titled Douluo elders from the Holy Spirit Sect had cooperated with each other. Tian Centipede Douluo Nangongwan shouted decisively, and the black seventh soul ring that was beating around him suddenly shone brightly.

The light and shadow of Wuhun behind Nangong Wan suddenly became solid, but his body had disappeared. The giant centipede, whose entire body was glowing with a faint green light, suddenly grew in size. In just one breath, its length became more than fifty meters. Hundreds of pairs of sharp feet blocked the bloody blades in the sky.

These bloody blades naturally come from the Blood Coagulation Douluo. The Blood Coagulation Douluo uses blood as its spirit. Not only can it control the blood in its own body and change the shape of the blood, but it can also use it as a medium to draw and control the blood in the enemy's body for its own use.

When a soul master possesses a beast spirit, the form of the true form of the spirit is created by combining the soul power with the origin of the spirit. It is not a true incarnation of a spirit beast.

But when Nangong Wan, who was in the true form of his martial soul, touched those bloody blades, he still felt like his energy and blood were surging and going retrograde. Under normal circumstances, the operation of the soul power in his body would probably be affected.

These monsters from the Noumenon Sect are really unlucky!

Nangong Wan cursed depressedly in his heart. Compared with him, the Blood Coagulation Douluo from the Noumenon Sect was more like an evil soul master.

The advantage he had in facing other soul masters in the past was gone at this moment.

Underworld Thunder Douluo also cooperated with Nangong Wan in time to take action. He suddenly slapped his right hand down, and a blue-black electric dragon instantly emerged from his arm. The blue-black electric dragon suddenly rushed down and exploded into a huge power grid covering a large area of ​​space, blocking Nangong Wan from the Blood Coagulation Douluo's subsequent attack. At the same time, smaller versions of the electric dragons condensed and formed on the surface of the power grid, as if they were given souls, and shot towards the Blood Coagulation Douluo and the Spirit Brain Douluo Langya.

The martial soul of Netherworld Thunder Douluo is Netherworld Thunder, a mutated thunder element martial spirit. In addition to having extremely strong thunder attributes, Ming Lei itself also has a hint of evil. This evil spirit needs to be absorbed in a pile of dead people. Therefore, the more the place with strong death energy, the stronger the strength of these three elders, Dark Thunder Douluo.

The Third Elder actually did not fall into evil ways when he was young. After all, even if he did not activate the evil spirit in his own Nether Thunder Martial Soul, the Martial Soul was still considered a relatively powerful existence. At least he is at the same level as Ling Luochen, the ice soul master from Shrek Academy.

It was after he failed to pursue Nan Shuishui, the leader of the Earth Dragon Sect, that he became an evil soul master in anger. He also practiced hard on the soul guidance tool and reached the realm of ninth-level soul guidance. The dual cultivation of soul master and soul mentor makes his overall strength far stronger than that of soul masters of the same level. Therefore, with only level 92 soul power, he can beat the fourth elder Nether Douluo, who has level 93 soul power.

The third elder, Netherworld Thunder Douluo, combines his own martial soul with the soul guidance device he developed, and has a unique fighting method. Using the soul guide to amplify the power of soul skills, all his attacks contain the power of the underworld thunder.

It is not only Nangong Wan and the third elder who cooperate with each other tacitly, but also the Noumenon Sect. With Lang Ya, a Titled Douluo of the Spiritual Department, being around, Nangong Wan and the Third Elder would not be able to take advantage easily.

Lang Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, and with him and Blood Coagulation Douluo as the center, the surrounding space began to distort violently. The feeling is like when a person is in a trance and sees ripples rippling around the fire, everything seems to have become illusory.

And the electric dragons released by Netherworld Thunder Douluo's soul guide also deviated from their trajectory and fell into the air.

Lang Ya's eyes were fixed on Nangong Wan and the fourth elder behind the third elder. Seeing the thick black mist emerging from his body, he snorted disdainfully: "Do you think you can break through the blockade of my spiritual realm?"

As he spoke, the ripples spread to the fourth elder in an instant. But the black mist has also covered the entire fourth elder Netherworld Douluo.

The fourth elder seemed not to be affected at all. The black mist turned around and left the area in the next moment.

Nangong Wan and the third elder smiled mockingly.

What about a titled Douluo with spiritual attributes? Can you stop the fourth child?

It was not without reason that Zhong Liwu chose to let Netherworld Douluo support Masked Douluo.

The martial spirit of Netherworld Douluo is the Netherworld Sword, the weapon martial spirit. His Netherworld Sword is very strange. When used, it can open a companion space, which is virtual and real, and unpredictable. Being in this accompanying space, one can be immune to the effects of all soul skills, unless the soul skills with spatial attributes directly affect his accompanying space.

A bit like escaping into the void.

The reason why Netherworld Douluo can be regarded as an evil soul master is because every time he opens the companion space, he needs to burn a person's soul as a sacrifice. At the Title Douluo's level of cultivation, he can seal up to nine souls, which means he can open the accompanying space nine times. It can be said to be a life-saving skill.

However, after the sealed soul is used up, it needs to be replenished. Despite this, among the evil soul masters, Netherworld Douluo is considered to be the least evil-doer.

But at this moment, the situation on Xu Zihuang's side suddenly reversed. He couldn't see clearly what Xu Zihuang had done. The light and shadow of the face released by Masked Douluo instantly melted into nothingness, and Masked Douluo himself seemed to have been severely injured, and his aura became extremely weak.

Xu Zihuang's figure instantly flashed in front of Masked Douluo, and his raised right hand was facing his face.

"Stop!" Netherworld Douluo's urgent voice came from the black mist. Black mist filled the air, and a cold light appeared, beheading Xu Zihuang.

In the midst of this electric light and flint, Xu Zihuang didn't even look at Netherworld Douluo.

"roll!"

A flash of purple-gold light passed by, the thunder condensed, and the Thunder God's Spear appeared in the control of Xu Zihuang's left hand. The luxurious Thunder God's Spear swept out, and the thunder light lingered on it, dispersing a lot of the black mist that enveloped Netherworld Douluo.

The Ultimate Thunder was born to be the nemesis of any evil spirit, and it was no problem to restrain Nether Douluo's martial spirit and ability.

Netherworld Douluo screamed, and the black mist where he was shrank, turning into the dark and deep Netherworld Sword body and slashing vertically.

"Ding——" The crisp sound of metal collision sounded, Netherworld Douluo's figure suddenly stopped, and his whole body was stained with purple-gold lightning.

As a titled Douluo, he was completely at a disadvantage in this collision.

But this is a matter of course. Although Xu Zihuang's current soul power cultivation is lacking, his combat power is far higher than that of ordinary titled Douluo. Not to mention that his ultimate thunder attribute can defeat these evil soul masters.

Xu Zihuang's expression was indifferent, but he still did not move his eyes away from Masked Douluo, and chuckled without any emotion: "Don't be anxious, it will be your turn next."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless purple-gold light spots emerged from the palm of his right hand, like fireflies floating all over the sky around Masked Douluo.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom--" The purple-gold light spots that compressed the ultimate thunder to the extreme suddenly untied, and the terrifying force of thunderous explosions completely engulfed Masked Douluo's body, followed by roars one after another. The sound seemed to shatter the void.

Firefly of Thunder!

The power of the Thunder Firefly is not as amazing as the Dark Demon Evil Thunder, but it is more than enough to kill Masked Douluo who can't reach level 91 soul power.

The purple-gold light dissipated, and Masked Douluo's figure had long disappeared in this space. A powerful titled Douluo evil soul master was forcefully wiped out by Xu Zihuang, leaving no trace of his body!

At this time, Xu Zihuang looked sideways at Netherworld Douluo with deep eyes.

After all, Netherworld Douluo is a titled Douluo, and his martial spirit is still a weapon martial spirit. Being restrained by Xu Zihuang is definitely not as powerful as Masked Douluo. Relying on his deep soul power, he finally resolved the purple-gold lightning on his body.

But when he met Xu Zihuang's eyes, his face was horrified and his whole body was cold.

Although Netherworld Douluo didn't know what method Xu Zihuang used, the mask lost the ability to resist in an instant and killed him. But the facts before us can already explain a lot of things.

He is indeed stronger than Masked Douluo, but not by much.

escape! He must not die in an unknown way like Mask!

This was the only thought in Netherworld Douluo's mind, and his body's instinctive reaction was even faster.

The originally black Netherworld Sword bloomed with dark green light, and a series of wails sounded like they came from the abyss of hell. You could vaguely see the broken light and shadow of several human figures, and then the light on the Netherworld Sword in the hands of the fourth elder became strange.

The green sword light refracted, dividing this space into two worlds. Another dark purple Nether Sword quietly appeared, keeping a parallel position with the green Nether Sword.

Immediately afterwards, the two Nether Swords overlapped each other, and the dark green and dark purple worlds also merged together. The two-color light flickers, like a void and strange space, boundless.

Xu Zihuang, who was in this void space, his expression did not change from beginning to end, and he said calmly: "I said, it will be your turn next."

Another dark purple spear appeared in his hand, it was the Spear of Destruction.

Xu Zihuang controlled the Thunder God's Spear and the Destruction Spear with both hands, crossed and pinned behind his back.

Two passionate dragon roars echoed in this space. Two giant dragons, dark purple and black purple, were intertwined and hovering around him. At this time, the Thunder God's Spear and the Destruction Spear became crystal clear, like crystal.

At the next moment, the shadows of two giant dragons flashed past as Xu Zihuang stabbed forward with his double spears. The shocking two-color spear light of purple gold and deep purple filled the accompanying space created by Netherworld Douluo. From the perspective of the outside world, only purple-gold and dark purple cracks were seen spreading on the surface of this space, and then shattered.

Xu Zihuang waved the Thunder God's Spear and the Destruction Spear lightly.

"Two dragons break the evil."

A hundred meters behind him, Netherworld Douluo was looking at Xu Zihuang's back in disbelief, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness. Rays of light overflowed from his body, the light condensed into strands, and then turned into extremely clear cracks.

After a few breaths, the luster in Netherworld Douluo's eyes disappeared, and his body and the Netherworld Sword in his hand exploded at the same time. No blood spurted out, but the body was broken and turned into ashes under the wash of the two-color light.

Netherworld Douluo died!

In such a short period of time, two titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Sect had been killed by Xu Zihuang. That balance was also broken.