Douluo: Summon the Holy Spirit Cult at the beginning!

Bang~!!!!

There's a roar, a bang, a bang~! ! ! !

In a secret private room somewhere, the table was violently overturned, and the cup of tea fell to the floor.

Bibi Dong looked gloomy.

"Damn, let's go!"

Wow~! ! !

The gorgeous platinum glazed robe was pushed behind her, and Bibi Dong quickly left this disgusting place with a gloomy expression.

"His Majesty the Pope...His Majesty the Pope...don't we take a look at the winner of the final Champions League attack type?"

Bibi Dong looked ugly.

"With that man here, will there be any suspense in this ending?"

After hearing what Bibi Dong said, Ju Douluo continued.

"Then, His Majesty the Pope, shall we hand over the five million or not?"

After hearing Ju Douluo's words, Bibi Dong did not stop her steps. She didn't even look back and just ignored them.

The Ming Empire repeatedly targeted the Wuhun Palace and took away the 100,000-year-old soul rings and 100,000-year-old soul bones that were within reach of Bibi Dong. This was a thorn in Bibi Dong's heart.

Five million more?

These five million should be regarded as the reward for the Ming Empire taking away his 100,000-year-old soul ring and 100,000-year-old soul bones.

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the other side.

On the playing field.

Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, made the final guarantee and guaranteed it, and order gradually returned to the playing field.

Under the spotlight, Xue Qinghe served as the final referee.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will be the assistant referee in the future. Friendship first, competition second."

"Reasonable discussion, stop at the point, formal competition does not need to be life-or-death."

Xue Qinghe gave his final instructions to Xu Nianan.

And Xu Nian'an also knew what she meant, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

If you provoke yourself, Wuhun Palace will have to pay the price.

Obviously, these five million gold soul coins are simply not enough.

look up.

Xu Nian'an and Qian Ya's eyes met. Seeing the murderous intent in Qian Ya's cold eyes, Xu Nian'an smiled.

It seems that the other party still doesn't know who is the prey and who is the hunter.

【Game start! ! ! 】

Huh~! ! !

At the moment when the competition was announced, a pair of golden wings on Qianya's back suddenly appeared. The golden light shone, and his face could not be seen clearly. It was extremely sacred, and a figure holding a long sword slowly emerged.

Five soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple and black, two yellow, two purple and one black, were slowly placed on Qianya's body.

"The first soul skill, Angel Assault!"

Without any hesitation or pause, the moment the game started, the moment the martial soul possession was completed, the first soul ring on Qianya's body flashed.

Immediately afterwards, a golden light enveloped his hand, and the golden sword instantly stabbed Xu Nian'an.

Bang~! ! !

When he was still three meters away from Xu Nian'an, he was suddenly blocked by a golden defensive shield.

The long sword stabbed hard at the defensive shield, and the defensive shield condensed with soul power caused water ripples to appear all around.

Seeing that his first soul skill could not attack Xu Nian'an at all, Qianya stepped back without any hesitation, and the second yellow soul ring on his body flashed.

Countless golden lights converged on the angel behind him, and the wings behind the angel trembled.

The next moment, it flew out instantly.

Pfft~! ! ! !

Pfft~! ! ! !

"The third soul skill, Whirlwind Wing Slash!!!"

Following a flash of purple light, a golden blade of light instantly broke through Xu Nian'an's defensive shield.

Xu Nian'an raised his eyebrows. This time he did not summon a defensive shield, but just watched Qianya's movements silently.

It seems that he is waiting for the other party's next move.

"Hmph, you are simply overestimating your capabilities and seeking death."

"The fourth soul skill, Angel Roar!"

"what!!!!!"

As a purple soul ring rose, Qianya suddenly opened his mouth, and the next moment, a sonic attack suddenly attacked Xu Nian'an.

"It's ridiculous, a worm can shake a tree." Now Xu Nian'an's mental power, after so many rounds of strengthening, has already condensed into a spiritual sea. Even a titled Douluo's mental power is much inferior to him, let alone a soul king. The spirit attacked.

Raising his hand, Xu Nianan instantly condensed a golden sword made of soul power in his hand.

"Shut up!!!"

The moment these two words were spoken, the sword in his hand was shot out instantly.

Referee team.

Xue Qinghe frowned.

"Get ready to save..."

Phew~! ! !

Before he could finish his words, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh instantly resounded.

Poof~! ! !

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qianya's spirit instantly weakened.

"How can this be!"

Qian Ya widened his eyes and stared at Xu Nian'an, the shock in his eyes almost revealed.

In fact, Xu Nianan never showed his strength to everyone from beginning to end.

The only time in the Continental Cup was that he only unleashed his pressure, and he was the leader of the One-way Spirit Hall.

Qianya is a soul king.

Unless Xu Nian'an explicitly released the pressure on him, he wouldn't even have a chance to know.

Because not qualified enough.

Buzz buzz~! ! ! !

Golden light continued to gather, Qianya gritted his teeth and stood up.

The powerful soul power in his body caused Xu Nian'an to break the long sword inserted into his abdomen.

The golden light continued to repair the injuries on his abdomen.

"Victory belongs to Wuhun Palace and the Angel Clan!!!"

With his loud shout, all the soul power in Qianya's body was mobilized, and the angel figure behind him became more powerful.

The golden sword in his hand kept trembling, and a black soul ring slowly fell.

Qianya.

Wuhundian, a branch of the Angel Clan and a branch of the Qian Family, is a very talented person among the Angel Clan.

This time, he was summoned by the Grand Priest to carry out an opportunity to make a name for Wuhun Palace.

Take this opportunity, and at the same time, to restore the glory of the angels.

Just... I didn't expect it.

Wuhundian was not taken seriously in the Continental Cup at all, and was even deliberately targeted... The man in front of him insulted Wuhundian. This alone was a capital crime.

Perhaps under the competition stage, because of his noble status, even the elders of Wuhun Palace may not be willing to offend him.

But this is during the competition. Even if he has a noble status and is extremely powerful in the Ming Empire, if he insults Wuhun Temple, he will insult the Angel Temple and the Qianjia, so... he must die! ! !

"The fifth soul skill, Angel Holy Sword!!!"

A huge sacred sword of light suddenly appeared, with yellow, yellow, purple and purple... soul rings slowly appeared and were wrapped around the sword.

Until the last huge black ten thousand year soul ring empowered this huge sword of sacred light.

Rumble~! ! ! !

As the long sword slowly moved forward, sharp sword energy suddenly swept around.

"Pay the price for insulting Wuhun Palace!!!"

"The Wuhun Palace is supremely glorious, long live the Angel Tribe!!!!"

Feeling the energy contained in this blow, Xu Nian'an raised his eyebrows.

Worthy of being a top-level martial soul angel, it contains the attributes of light and fire. This fifth soul skill is probably not something that ordinary six-ringed soul emperors may be able to master.

It's a pity that Xu Nian'an is not the Soul Emperor.

Glancing at the huge sword, Xu Nianan's lips under the mask slowly curved.

"It is the greatest honor in your life to be able to let me use my martial spirit in your realm."

"That alone is enough for you to be proud of."

The moment Xu Nian'an said these words, countless golden rays of light gathered, and pieces of golden dragon scales appeared slightly.

Groan~! ! ! !

Referee team.

Xue Qinghe's pupils shrank severely, and anger flashed in his eyes, full of anger, blame, resentment... Finally, he clenched his fists tightly together and turned around to leave. (End of chapter)