Douluo: Martial Soul Thresh, unlimited superposition of passives

Chapter 230 Returning to Wind City

Heaven Dou City.

Wuhun Temple.

In an extremely spacious office, Sak Ming was sweating profusely and his body was shaking slightly.

Salas, who was leaning on the chair, glanced at Sak Ming indifferently: "Sometimes you can be high-profile and arrogant, but sometimes it is absolutely necessary. You have to have the vision to see, otherwise you will die quickly."

Sak Ming swallowed and nodded vigorously: "The bishop said yes, the bishop said yes!"

"Damn it, I dare to offend the elders!"

As he said this, Sak Ming slapped himself twice, hard and loudly, and his face became red and swollen.

Salas still just glanced indifferently, then waved his hand gently: "Go away."

Sak Ming immediately nodded in agreement and prepared to leave.

But as if he suddenly thought of something, Sak Ming, who was walking to the door, suddenly stopped, then turned around and bowed his body to ask for advice.

"Uncle, how did you know that the man was an elder?" Sak Ming asked tremblingly, as if he was ready for Salas to be furious.

Under normal circumstances, Sakim would have to call Bishop Salas, but in situations like this, he would always call him uncle.

Every time Sakming had something he didn't understand, he would ask Salas this way, but in most cases he would be scolded or even beaten by Salas.

Hearing Sak Ming call him uncle, Salas's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he slapped Sak Ming hard. The strong soul force slapped Sak Ming to the ground, and his face was already a little red and swollen. , the swelling suddenly became larger, and blood overflowed from Sak Ming's mouth and nose.

"I have never seen that elder, but haven't I seen Dugu Bo? There is a little bit of Dugu Bo's soul power in that elder."

"The only one who can fight Dugu Bo and create such a commotion is a titled Douluo."

Salas has no other abilities, but he is still very good at sensing.

It is precisely because of his keen insight and ability to see details that ordinary people cannot see. In addition, his cultivation talent is not bad, and he has the strength of Contra, that he is able to sit in his current position.

……

Tiandou Royal Academy.

Kiosk.

A tall young man wearing dark blue clothing was looking ahead in a daze.

The young man's appearance is quite handsome, with a bit of coldness and arrogance between his brows.

At this time, a tall and thin young man wearing the uniform of Tiandou Royal Academy came over and comforted softly: "Captain, you don't have to think too much."

"Sister Yan left suddenly. Most likely it wasn't because you did something wrong. It was most likely because something happened."

"I hope so." The young man in blue sighed softly.

This young man in blue is the leader of the younger generation of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family, Yu Tianheng.

……

a few days later.

Return to Windy City.

When Lin Luo entered Huifeng City, he was more or less resistant.

It was only his first time visiting this place. The reason why he had such emotions was because the environment here was so harsh.

The entire city was filled with yellow sand, and the oncoming wind was also very strong. The yellow sand it carried was like a blade, and seemed to be able to cut everything.

Of course it would be fine for Lin Luo to have powerful soul protection, but he was a little distanced from such an environment.

Entering the city, you can see no human activity at all.

Not only were the buildings in the city covered in yellow sand, but the yellow sand on the ground was almost half a meter thick. It was a bit soft when stepped on, but it also gave people a sense that they could fall into it at any time. "It seems that I came at the wrong time. I probably happened to hit the returning wind."

Lin Luo sighed secretly in his heart.

Huifeng City is in a very special place. There are always a few days a year that it is invaded by yellow sand, and the entire city will be baptized by yellow sand. This is what Lin Luo is seeing now.

This period of time is called Hui Feng, and this is also the origin of the name Hui Feng City.

Lin Luo had already inquired about the situation on his way back and forth to Feng City.

But he didn't expect that when Fengcheng encountered the return wind this time, the environment would be so bad.

And he also admires the people living here very much. Their willpower is really firm and they have always stuck to this city.

Walking on the streets of Huifeng City, every house has its windows and doors closed.

Lin Luo walked all the way without seeing anyone, but he could feel the breath of life in this city.

Everyone seems to be hiding in their homes to cope with the extremely bad weather.

The yellow sand is so covered that some buildings can no longer be seen clearly.

But fortunately, the building of the branch hall of Wuhun Hall was still relatively conspicuous, and Lin Luo arrived at his destination quickly.

There were no surprises. The door to the branch hall of Wuhun Palace was also closed.
"Maybe I should wait a few days before coming here?" Lin Luo murmured, looking at the closed door.

Lin Luo's mental power was able to sense the presence of people in the branch hall of Wuhun Hall, although the number was not very large, only three or five people.

"Since you're here, let's try to see if we can meet Ghost Leopard Douluo's old friend..."

Lin Luo prepared to use his soul power to clear away the yellow sand in front of him, and then entered the branch hall.

But just when Lin Luo was about to take action, the yellow sand in front of him automatically parted, forming a path for Lin Luo, and he also arranged the stairs very considerately.

The yellow sand here is nearly one meter thick, and this staircase also has a meaning.

"come in."

An old voice came from the branch hall. At the same time as the voice sounded, the door of the branch hall also opened automatically.

Lin Luo nodded lightly and walked directly inside without much hesitation.

Through the soul power fluctuations caused by the movement of the yellow sand and the soul power fluctuations carried by the old voice, Lin Luo was able to judge the opponent's strength, and he was definitely a titled Douluo.

And this person was not among the people Lin Luo sensed when he used his mental power just now.

"In such a remote branch hall of Wuhun Palace, there are actually strong men of Titled Douluo level? This is too exaggerated. Is Wuhun Palace really like this?" After entering the branch hall, At the same time, Lin Luo couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But looking back, how could Ghost Leopard Douluo's old friend be an ordinary person?

The environment of Wuhun Palace's Huifeng City branch is comparable to that of Notting City, and can only be described as simple.

Or it was protected by that powerful existence, and not even a grain of yellow sand invaded it.

The lights in the branch hall were bright, and Lin Luo saw the people he sensed.

One of the middle-aged men, about 40 years old, came up to him with a smile: "Sir, please come this way, Mr. Duan is already waiting for you!"

Lin Luo nodded slightly, followed the middle-aged man up to the second floor, and finally stopped in front of the door at the innermost room on the second floor.

As soon as Lin Luo and the middle-aged man arrived, the old voice came from inside: "Come in."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation, but he had no intention of entering.

Lin Luo pushed the door open and saw a short old man standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back. His height was only just one head taller than the window opening.

"Did that guy from Ghost Leopard call you here?" the old man asked calmly.

(End of this chapter)