Douluo: I love Qian Renxue alone, but I can kill with nine swords in a box!

Chapter 18 Wuhun Palace takes action!
  Listening to his teacher's words, Tang San's eyes finally gradually became a little clearer.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Yu Xiaogang quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was about to speak, but unexpectedly, a sudden sentence completely destroyed the little achievements he had finally built up.

"Tang San? You'd better avoid it, I'm going to make a move."

"you!!!"

"puff!"

Qin Shiyuan's teasing words completely broke Tang San's guard, and his blood spurted out.

"Die to me!!!"

He roared angrily, but before he could make any move, he was hit by a huge force from the back of his neck. His eyes turned white and he fainted on the ground.

"Oh, the reaction is quite fast."

Qin Shiyuan sneered and looked at Yu Xiaogang from behind who was directing Dugu Bo to knock Tang San unconscious.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill him yet. If I had come here just now, I would at most give him a lesson."

"Hmph! Don't be so pretentious. If you kill my student, I will make you pay with your blood one day!"

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly, his mouth was stiff, but there was a hint of hidden fear in his eyes.

"Oh? You? Hahahaha!"

When Qin Shiyuan heard this, he burst into laughter without concealing the joking in his tone.

"Why do you do it? With that martial soul of yours that can only fart? With this useless disciple like you? Or... with those two women of yours?"

"What did you say! Two...how did you know!"

Yu Xiaogang panicked, looked at Qin Shiyuan in disbelief, and said in panic.

"Hahahaha, don't be nervous, maybe I'm just talking nonsense?"

"Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's reaction, Qin Shiyuan smiled even more happily, said something incoherently, and then ignored it.

In full view of everyone, he carried Xiao Wu's body in one hand and dragged the shining hundred thousand year soul ring to the center of the spirit fighting arena.

"Your Majesty the Pope, I'm going to start now. Please protect me."

Qin Shiyuan sat down cross-legged, placed the body in front of him, looked up at Bibi Dong, revealing two rows of white teeth.

On the other hand, there was no strong reaction on Bibi Dong's face at this time.

Facing his words, she just nodded lightly.

"Don't worry, Lord Qin. As long as I'm here, no one will be able to disturb you."

Seeing Bibi Dong's appearance, Qin Shiyuan curled up his lips and had the answer in his heart.

"Okay, then Qin will start."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and the seven long swords surrounding him were sheathed one by one.

The Jiuyuan sword box was closed and stood quietly beside his hand.

Pulled by a light gray light, Xiao Wu's hundred thousand year soul ring slowly flew towards Qin Shiyuan.

As the spirit ring approached, he finally felt the unique pressure of the hundred thousand year spirit ring again.

Under this force, all the bones in his body trembled slightly, making bursts of crackling sounds.

Soon, the red halo came over Qin Shiyuan's head.

After changing in size, it was slowly put on the body of the Jiuyuan Sword Box.

His remaining seven soul rings seemed to be welcoming new people, and they also showed their figures under this strange movement.

Along with the crazy influx of scorching energy, a violent heat flow rushed into the body instantly.

In an instant, Qin Shiyuan felt his internal organs burning, and his body couldn't help but tremble violently.

Soon, a long-lost sense of comfort spread throughout my body.

The next second, he closed his eyes and his consciousness was completely immersed in the hot spiritual ocean.

……

"Your Majesty the Pope, that boy has already started, should we..."

Ju Douluo stood next to Bibi Dong, looking at Qin Shiyuan who was completely motionless, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"No hurry, just wait."

There was no anxious look on Bibi Dong's face, but instead there was a hint of worry in her brows. "This person is definitely not stupid, but he knows that I will take action, why do he dare to refine the soul ring so openly?"

"What other trump cards does he have? Does he really think that just one titled Douluo with some weird abilities can stop the seven of us from the Spirit Hall?"

"It's not right...it's not right..."

"His Majesty the Pope, take action, otherwise it will be too late."

Before Bibi Dong could think about it, a voice next to her ear interrupted her thoughts.

Seeing that the soul ring on Qin Shiyuan's body was gradually becoming refined.

The six elders of Wuhun Palace were already impatient.

Bibi Dong sighed inwardly, now that the arrow was on the string, she had to shoot it, and she was not given any more time to think.

Although she thought so, her eyes were extremely firm, and there was no hesitation in her tone when she issued the order.

"Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, you are responsible for stopping that Dream Douluo."

"His martial spirit is too weird. When necessary, you can use that move directly."

"Use martial soul fusion skills?"

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, Guan Yue and Gui Mei looked at each other at the same time, secretly shocked in their hearts.

They all sensed that their Pope valued this titled Douluo, so they did not hesitate and quickly responded respectfully.

"Yes!"

Bibi Dong raised her eyes, glanced at the other three people, and said in a deep voice.

"let's start."

Bibi Dong's expression was calm, as if he had just announced something ordinary.

"Boom!"

She held the scepter and lightly punched the ground, as if it was some kind of signal.

The moment the voice fell, three mysterious figures in black robes appeared in the spirit fighting arena like ghosts.

After throwing several small balls at his feet at the same time, he dodged and ran straight towards Qin Shiyuan and Shi Nian in the center.

"Not good! There are assassins!"

Seeing this, the sudden scene made many people scream in surprise, and they broke into a cold sweat for Qin Shiyuan.

Although they have never tried to absorb a hundred thousand year soul ring, just ten thousand years is already difficult enough.

One can imagine how disastrous the consequences would be if Qin Shiyuan was disturbed now.

"Go away!"

However, when Shi Nian, who was standing by, saw this, his expression remained cold.

Just a sharp shout with soul power, and the three attacking figures were stunned at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, three sets of eight soul rings with identical configurations instantly hung in the air in the spirit fighting arena.

"Just Contra? Boring."

Shi Nian curled his lips, and just about to take action to deal with the three of them, he found that the surroundings had been shrouded in a thick layer of fog.

This special mist not only blows away, but will surge back again at an extremely fast speed.

Moreover, it can also affect the soul master's sight to a great extent.

Especially in the center where Qin Shiyuan sat, from the outside, there is only a vague outline left.

However, the mere fog here would only affect the line of sight at most, and it would certainly not be able to block the Titled Douluo's perception.

"You can't help it so quickly? It seems that the master still overestimates Wuhun Palace."

Shi Nian shook his head with disdain and released three bursts of energy.

Just for an instant, the three eight-ring black shadows all froze, and after a few breaths, they fell to the ground completely silent.

Just as he was about to rush to Qin's location, two auras that were countless times stronger than before stared at him again.

"The two peak Douluo...are they the two beside Bibi Dong?"

Shi Nian raised his eyebrows first, and after calculating Yifan's time in his mind, he grinned playfully.

"Forget it, the time the master said is almost up. If you delay it a little longer, it won't matter if you can't get through."

"For the rest of the time, let's play slowly with the two guys..."

(End of this chapter)