Douluo: Summon the Holy Spirit Cult at the beginning!

Drenched in sweat, literally dripping with sweat.

What do you know?

What are you about to see? ? ?

The soul master who became a titled Douluo more than a hundred years ago is still alive today.

I'm afraid that when my fathers come, they all have to call me grandpa.

When they thought of this, everyone looked towards the outside of Ming City with fervent eyes.

Next, what we are about to witness is almost the top battle showdown on the mainland.

In the end...who can win?

The reason why they knew they would fight was because they had figured out the Ming Empire's style of conduct.

Ming Dynasty Criminal Justice is very overbearing. To solve the problem, you must first surrender and admit your mistakes.

Do your best to save face first.

Next, you just hand it over to your wallet.

A wallet would make the Ming Empire friendly, but of course, it must have money in it.

"Let him go? Ha... did I hear correctly?"

Long Xiaoyao looked at each other seriously.

"You disturbed the Holy Master, secretly entered the Ming Empire without permission, and provoked the imperial power."

"He came here without saying a word and just wanted us to release him."

"Why, your Wuhun Palace is nobler than my Ming Dynasty?"

Long Xiaoyao's words were very profound.

You know, the Ming Empire was undefeated against the two major empires, and even defeated the two major empires.

In the entire continent, no one dares to be more noble than Ming Dynasty.

Even if he is the Pope, he can only be on an equal footing with the Star Luo Empire and the Tiandou Empire.

The heads of these two empires could only bow their heads and surrender in front of Xu Nian'an.

"Those who want to bring you back, just... step on all these people and walk into Mingcheng!"

War is inevitable.

After it was clear that the Ming Empire would not release people under normal circumstances, Qian Daoliu did not hesitate at all.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, red, eight black and one red, the terrifying configuration flashed, and a golden long sword appeared in Qian Daoliu's hand.

"Let me drive the sin away from you!"

"Holy light shines!!!"

Mingcheng, the highest point of the palace.

Xu Nianan looked calmly at the imminent battlefield.

The golden light shines, and wherever the golden light shines, there is no fire in nature.

The dark world reflected by Long Xiaoyao was instantly dispelled.

The angel's holy light was an absolute attribute suppression for Long Xiaoyao.

Light restrains darkness, but... when the strength reaches a certain level, darkness also restrains light!

"The true form of the Dark Holy Dragon!!!"

Nine soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, red, two yellow, two purple, three black, and two red, appeared instantly on Long Xiaoyao's body.

A huge dragon with pitch-black scales all over its body, wings on its back, and two horns on its head suddenly appeared.

"Groan!!!!!"

Bang~! ! ! !

The earth shattered, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the river flowed backwards... Because Long Xiaoyao took the lead in activating the true form of the martial spirit, Qian Daoliu was forced to retreat dozens of miles in the air, away from Mingcheng.

"Can't see anymore..."

Xu Nian'an frowned. Originally, he was in Ming City and above the palace, but it was a little difficult to see the excitement outside Ming City.

Now Long Xiaoyao wants to prevent Mingcheng from suffering losses in the war.

Qian Daoliu was directly pulled dozens of kilometers away, and now it's better... completely invisible.

This is not possible.

It's a little bit dangerous to go out of Ming City to see the front line.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous city.

Moreover, Wuhun Palace is a little bit crazy now. What if Xu Nianan just went there and was beaten by Qian Daoliu, who had red eyes, and lost a soul skill for a second?

But Xu Nianan really wanted to see it, but there was nothing he could do.

"You, go to Elder Ming Lei and tell him that you want to see the battle between the National Master and the so-called Judgment Elder of Wuhun Palace, the enshrined head of the Palace."

After hearing Xu Nian'an's order, Xichang immediately took the order and retreated.

After a while, the entire sky above Daming City lit up with rays of light.

After a while, mountains and rivers slowly appeared, followed by two people fighting constantly in the air and on the ground, changing positions.

The figure flies very fast, with action in almost every second and every frame.

After a while, under the golden light behind Qian Daoliu, a stunningly beautiful woman with six wings on her back slowly appeared.

"Angel Holy Sword!!!"

Groan! ! ! !

Long Xiaoyao grabbed the forward swing of Qiandao Soul-flowing Skill and pressed forward.

The huge dragon head bit down hard on the angel's neck.

···

Poof! ! !

The next moment, the black dragon's chest was pierced by the huge golden holy sword!

Bang~! ! ! !

Buzz! ! ! !

····

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened in shock, feeling the rapid loss of soul power in his body. Without any hesitation, he used his soul skill to defeat the black dragon with one blow! ! ! !

Buzzing...! ! ! !

Feeling the pain in his chest, Long Xiaoyao's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The blood in the body flows extremely fast, and the soul power is quickly mobilized.

Within the body, the two soul cores began to resonate at the same frequency quickly, and then a series of fights began, until the last blow, the angel's true body was defeated.

"Sky-Breaking Claw!!!"

boom! ! ! !

A golden light fell quickly, a huge pit appeared instantly, and golden sword energy raged around it.

In the huge pit, Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with shock, confusion... to the point of numbness!

A golden soul power slowly lifted Qian Daoliu up, and his injuries were quickly repaired.

"You shocked me."

"You have surpassed who I was back then, and I would like to call you... Demigod!!!"

···

To be honest, Qian Daoliu was really shocked, very shocked.

During the fight with Long Xiaoyao, he felt that all of Long Xiaoyao's power came from him.

In other words, he has cultivated to this point all by himself.

"For a mortal to be able to do this, you can be proud of yourself."

The next second, Qian Daoliu said something incomprehensible.

Within the palace.

Xu Nian'an narrowed his eyes and stared at the holographic projection.

When Long Xiaoyao and Qian Daoliu were fighting, the thing that worried him the most happened.

A ninety-nine-level extreme Douluo who has lived for ten thousand years in later generations has dual soul cores that resonate at the same frequency, which means double the power.

For the ninety-ninth level peerless Douluo at this time, it is indeed enough to easily crush and defeat him.

This is completely the benefit for the development of future generations of soul masters ten thousand years from now.

However, this does not mean that ten thousand years ago today, the ninety-ninth level peerless Douluo was weak.

Because..., the three peerless Douluo who are currently alive all have one ability in common, and that is...borrowing the power of God!

"Angel blessing!!!"

Qian Daoliu's injuries recovered quickly, and a golden beam of light shot straight into the sky.

In the center of the continent, in Wuhun City... deep in Wuhun Palace... in a mysterious hall.

In the main hall, there is a beautiful angel statue with six wings on its back.

At this moment, the statue slowly emitted golden light, as if it came to life. A golden holy sword in her hand suddenly turned into a golden light and disappeared.

Flying into the sky with a golden light.

···

Buzz~! ! !

Boom! ! !

"Angel...Judgment!!!"

In an instant, a divine sword appeared in Qian Daoliu's hand, and his body exuded an unprecedented sacred light.

In the sky, a golden sword condensed instantly and fell heavily...!

"This kind of power...!!!"

Long Xiaoyao's pupils shrank.

···

Xu Nian'an narrowed his eyes... Are you going to lose?

Instinctively, he looked at the last remaining Ten Thousand Worlds character summoning card in the system space.