Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

"Come on!"

The old man replied with a shy smile.

"Weng Xuan, what do you want to do? Let the wanted criminal go, even if you are an honorary elder, you will not escape death!"

Chrysanthemum Ghost's two Douluo's complexion changed drastically, and they were about to catch up.

He flew into the air, but was stopped by a big hand.

Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo looked down, but he was not ashamed to hold the sky with his hands.

"I told my disciples to leave me behind. If you pass by, how can I still be a teacher, don't you think?"

"This road doesn't work!"

The old man looked up to the sky and shouted loudly.

"Just because you are a waste, you want to stop us!"

Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo smiled disdainfully.

Countless chrysanthemum petals fell, and a huge ghost hand grabbed Lao Buxie.

"break!"

Lao Bushi smashed the ghost hand away with a punch, and the blood began to surge all over his body.

"Interesting!"

The old man who came to watch the excitement suddenly burst into smiles. He was quite pleasantly surprised to see his old brother make a move again.

"Ah? Master Douluo won't help subdue the traitor Weng Xuan?"

The cardinal was taken aback and then asked.

"What do you say is good about Wuhundian?"

The old man suddenly asked himself this question.

"That dead toad over there, leave this to me and the old ghost, you go after that little devil, if you can't kill it, you will be questioned!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo said coldly, at this moment he already felt the difficulty of being shameless, so he had no choice but to send that dead toad to chase and kill him.

"Yes!"

The cardinal saluted, and then chased after Mo Cheng.

At this time, the eyes of the old man were not ashamed to meet the old man.

Just for a moment.

"Then why don't I also go after the wanted criminal? I don't care about that trash."

The old man said with a smile on the side.

"Alright!"

Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo looked at each other and nodded.

The old man smiled strangely and disappeared in place.

"Since Weng Xuan is obsessed with your obsession, today is your death day!"

Chrysanthemum Ghost and the two Douluo said in unison.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

The soul power is surging, and it is affected for thousands of miles, and all the characters or soul beasts within the radius can feel difficulty in breathing, as well as fear!

The prestige of Title Douluo can be seen!

"There is a titled Douluo powerhouse fighting!"

Chapter 62

"Weng Xuan, today is your death day!"

Ghost Douluo's gloomy voice resounded, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Haha, I haven't really had a serious fight in more than ten years, and it's not certain who will win!"

In the face of the two Titled Douluo's outburst of soul power, Lao Busha still didn't change his face, and talked and laughed happily.

The palm was slowly raised, and it also slowly walked to the sky.

One step, the yellow century-old soul ring!

Step two, the yellow century-old soul ring!

Three steps, purple millennium soul ring!

……

Eight steps, black ten thousand year soul ring!

Every time he took a step, the faces of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo became more dignified.

"It is rumored that before his martial soul was abolished, he was at the level of Contra."

Ju Douluo said slowly.

So they thought they were old and not ashamed, so they came here.

In fact, Lao Buxie really came here, but when he took another step, the eight spirit rings were taken into Lao Bushii's body again.

At this time, a huge shock wave oscillated from the old shameless body.

"how can that be!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's pupils shrank. He didn't know how Lao Busha kept the spirit ring, but he could feel that Lao Busha was very strong at this time.

As far as the strength of that force is concerned, there is no need for the soul power exuding from them to be weak, and it may even be stronger than their level 94 soul power.

"It's been a long time since I've felt this feeling!"

At this time, Lao Busha changed a lot, his long white hair turned back to black, and even his face looked a few years younger.

Chrysanthemum Douluo only now knows why Lao Buxie is a useless person and can still be named Wuhun Temple. I heard that it was bestowed by the previous Pope himself.

There is a big secret hidden in this person.

But even so, the price of betraying the Wuhun Palace and rebelling against the Wuhun Palace is death!

"Second soul skill! The gate of hell!"

Ghost Douluo was the first to activate the soul skill.

At this time, in the front, back, left, and right directions centering on Ghost Douluo himself, stone gates with blood-red rays of light and skeleton grimaces rose from the ground.

Lao Bushi looked around, he and the Chrysanthemum Ghost were surrounded by four stone gates.

There are chains inside the stone gate, and there seems to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling inside.

It can't help but feel a little intrusive.

"The first soul skill! Great change ghost hand!"

Ghost Douluo activated again, and four huge ghost hands appeared from the four gates, riddled with holes, very scary.

Grab towards Lao Buxie.

"That's it?"

Lao Buxie smiled lightly, and punched it, the powerful force directly shattered the huge ghost hand, and even the ghost gate with it was directly smashed by Lao Bushie.

Then with one punch at a time, the four gates of ghosts released by Ghost Douluo were easily dealt with by Lao Busha.

Behind the mask, Ghost Douluo couldn't help taking a breath.

"The fourth soul skill, Chrysanthemum Blossom!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo cupped both hands, and a bright and magical chrysanthemum flew towards Lao Buxie.

Like before, Lao Bushi wanted to smash the chrysanthemum apart with a punch, but the moment the fist touched the chrysanthemum, the chrysanthemum exploded directly.

Smoke rises.

"My fourth soul skill, named Chrysanthemum Bloom, is extremely powerful!"

Ju Douluo sneered.

Amidst the smoke, the old and shameless figure suddenly rushed out.

"careful!"

Ghost Douluo shouted hastily.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow Ditan Hand!"

Ghost Douluo activated his soul skills, forming a formation from the ground, and countless unjust ghosts grabbed it upwards.

I want to restrain Lao Busha.

But Lao Busha's current speed, these ghost hands can't keep up at all.

Lao Bushi quickly walked in front of Ju Douluo, and smiled lightly.

Hit it with a punch.

"Second Soul Skill, Chrysanthemum Cover!"

A huge chrysanthemum appeared out of thin air, wrapping Ju Douluo inside.

Lao Bushi punched it, and the petals of the chrysanthemum scattered in all directions.

Chrysanthemum Douluo shrank his pupils, and the other party actually broke his chrysanthemum shield so easily.

"I'm afraid this punch will kill your life!"

Lao Bu shyly said with a smile, above the edge of the fist, the soul power surged, attracting flashes of yellow, purple and black light.

Under this punch is the power of eight spirit rings!

"The eighth soul skill, the Gate of Holy Light!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo was frightened, and countless portals filled with light appeared.

The old is not ashamed to punch down.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

……

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen explosions sounded, and Ju Douluo fell from the sky to the ground immediately.

"Cough cough!"

Although he blocked the punch, he was smashed to the ground in embarrassment.

Ghost Douluo shrank his pupils, and then flashed in front of Ju Douluo: "Are you okay!"

"It's okay, his strength is very strong, comparable to a level 95 title!"

Ju Douluo patted his sleeves, dusting off the dust.

"His speed is also very fast, comparable to level 95!"

Ghost Douluo also had to admit this, and every punch that Lao Bushi made was comparable to a level 95 titled Douluo using ten thousand years of soul skills.

"Do you still want to kill me?"

Lao Buxie said slowly, and landed in front of the two from the sky.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow Ditan Hand!"

The moment Lao Busha fell to the ground, Ghost Douluo launched this blow.

Countless ghost hands grabbed Lao Bushay's feet in an instant.

"The eighth soul skill! Ghosts and sprites!"

Ghost Douluo took advantage of his old shamelessness to be trapped, and immediately activated.

A large number of purple-black skulls rushed towards Lao Busha with howling wailing.