Chapter 164: Offerings From 10,000 Years Ago, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo (4K)

The young man who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Meng Hongchen was very talkative and very familiar with Jialing City. He took her to many places after leaving the night bar.

He was an expert in love affairs, and those disgusting love words came out very naturally and fluently. Since the young man's appearance did not meet the bottom line for choosing a mate, Meng Hongchen felt nauseated and couldn't help but dig his toes to the ground. He relied on hypnosis to hypnotize himself that this was Ling Bai's confession to her before he could bear it.

It was extremely dark. The young man and Meng Hongchen were walking on the streets of Jialing City. They wanted to hold hands or put their arms around their waists several times, but Meng Hongchen dodged them without leaving a trace.

The young man didn't take it seriously. Anyway, his purpose was not to take advantage. He smiled gently and said:

"Miss, it's late at night, it's time for us to have a nice night."

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Meng Hongchen said in a joking tone.

"Of course, I also have the highest expectations for Miss."

The young man was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was never cold. He stood up and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

There were no love hotels or luxury villas ahead of the young man, but only secluded paths. Meng Hongchen was relaxed on the surface, but his vigilance gradually increased.

It was too quiet around this trail, and the two of them disappeared at the end of the road, as if swallowed by the vast night.

"Have you just come to Jialing City, Miss?" the young man suddenly asked.

"Yes, this is the ruins of an ancient battlefield. I plan to come and have a look." Meng Hongchen replied casually.

The young man stopped, the expression on his face was slightly distorted, and he said with excitement and disdain: "As soon as I entered Jialing City, I seduced men everywhere. Counting me, I left with four different men in four days. The lust and sin on the young lady's body is really rich... "

Purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, circles of soul rings rose from under his feet. These six soul rings that exceeded the limit indicated the young man's unusual identity. There was a blood-stained ring on his hand. Hook lock.

Meng Hongchen was not nervous and panicked, but said calmly: "I heard that many beautiful women have died in Jialing City in recent times. It's all your fault."

"They deserve it!"

The young man completely tore off the mask of hypocrisy, revealing the true face of the evil soul master. He spun the bloody soul-stealing hook lock in his hand, and his tone suddenly increased:

"Look at you, you have soft skin, perfect figure, and a beautiful face that looks like it was painted by God himself, but why, why are you as slutty as they are!

But just in time, I have sensed the secrets of this Jialing City that have been buried for thousands of years. As long as I use the sinful souls as sacrifices, I can control them. I will be invincible. Those women deserved to die. Who made their souls full of the sin of lust? ! "

When the young man wanted to attack Meng Hongchen, he suddenly froze because he saw a pair of terrifying blood-red pupils. His long burgundy hair was now dyed strangely pale, and he was possessed by the Zhu Qing Ice Toad!

"I finally admit it, the evil soul master soul reaper..."

Meng Hongchen smiled coldly, and the young man instantly seemed to have bent into a big bow and flew out. He was hit with a high kick, violent Kun!

Any male creature hit by a vital attack would be in agony, and the evil soul master was no exception. The young man was half-kneeling on the ground and howling miserably. His voice could definitely be carried three miles against the wind, and those who heard it felt sad.

Meng Hongchen didn't have any sympathy for this evil soul master who had dozens of innocent lives on his hands. He jumped up and kicked in the air, hitting the young man's wrist holding the soul-stealing hook.

One foot landed on the ground and rotated with the help of inertia. The short skirt was like a blooming lotus. The white straight long legs brought strong wind. This time it was a roundhouse kick. The sound of the young man's forehead bone cracking sounded. He took off three meters on the spot and landed in the mud. Completely losing the ability to resist.

After Meng Hongchen finished this series of actions, he wiped the blood on the tip of his shoe in disgust. Two figures walked out of the darkness, and Xiao Hongchen looked at the young man's twisted face.

"Dare you scold my sister?"

A knee hit the face and blood splattered. The young man immediately let out a miserable wolf howl in pain, and his nose and tears were mixed in the red.

Ling Bai handed Meng Hongchen a long robe and jacket, and reminded Xiao Hongchen, "The evil soul master has strange abilities. To be on the safe side, there is no need to leave the whole body intact. The more broken it is, the better."

"Just what I wanted."

Xiao Hongchen smiled and took out a level-7 soul cannon. The cold and biting metal pressed against the young man's forehead. The air vibrated slightly, and a golden-red light brewed in the barrel.

"Who among us is the evil soul master?"

Before his death, the Soul Reaper looked at Ling Bai who gave the order and asked a question that hit his soul.

"boom--"

A strong blazing light illuminated the dark path, and the seventh-level soul cannon bombarded them at zero range. Not even the dregs of the soul reaper were left, but turned into a stream of air and drifted into the distance with the night wind.

Somewhere outside Jialing City, a dark fog enveloped the world. Two black figures in the fog trembled for a moment:

"Brother, the little guy who tried to summon us with his lustful soul is dead."

"It's a pity that after resurrecting with the help of the woman's Rakshasa power, we became Rakshasa subordinates, and Rakshasa God is the god in charge of evil thoughts in the world. We need the souls of those evil thoughts to regain the power they had thousands of years ago..."

"Brother, let's go find out which bastard did it!"

"Um."

After destroying the Soul Reaper with one shot, Xiao Hongchen blew the white smoke from the seventh-level soul cannon coquettishly. He was about to say a few words about filling the cup, but when he turned around, he saw Meng Hongchen yelling and coldly begging Ling Bai to hug him. hug.

"You're so cold!"

Xiao Hongchen angrily dragged his sister away. The dignified ice attribute soul master would feel cold if he wore less than two pieces of clothing. He couldn't find any reliable excuses!

"You are so lenient!"

Meng Hongchen shook off her brother's hand, walked gracefully to Ling Bai's side, and said softly:

"Since the soul harvester has been dealt with, let's stay in Jialing City for a few more days to see the ancient battlefield where two gods fought against each other ten thousand years ago. The Angel God, one of the four gods, is the source of the blood of the six-winged angels. Maybe you can find some of the legacy left by the Angel God."

"Okay."

Ling Bai nodded slightly. He never planned to leave Jialing City in a short time. He wanted to see who was waiting for him in Jialing City.

Meng Hongchen clenched her fists excitedly. As long as she didn't go back to Shrek Academy, she would have plenty of opportunities to climb into bed.

According to her observation, Ling Bai was definitely not an old-fashioned person who kept his chastity. Otherwise, after accepting Ma Xiaotao, he would definitely not allow women like Dugu Lin to approach him. Therefore, knowing that Ling Bai was willing to accept more opposite sexes, Meng Hongchen had some thoughts.

Glancing secretly at his brother Xiao Hongchen, who was staring at him like a thief, Meng Hongchen lowered his eyes and thought deeply about finding an opportunity to stun his brother so that he wouldn't disturb his home run plan.

"Boom--"

The pale lightning flashed, and the three of them looked up at the sky at the same time. The white lightning spread to most of the dark sky, followed by a deafening thunderstorm.

Xiao Hongchen squeezed in between Ling Bai and Meng Hongchen, ignoring his sister's murderous eyes, and said to himself: "It's going to rain soon, let's go back to the hotel and rest."

As soon as the voice fell, the rainstorm arrived as promised, and the whole Jialing City became hazy in the rain. The pale and gorgeous lightning imprinted the shadows of things on the ground like thick ink, and the shadows of the two uninvited guests in the sky were also cast together with the three people.

This is a pair of brothers who are almost cut from the same mold. Both of them are old men with white hair and beards. They look over 80 years old. They hold a long stick with a golden dragon in it. On the top of the stick are nine perfectly matched soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and five black.

"Dragon stick..."

"Super Douluo..."

The pressure at that moment made Hongchen and his sister feel breathless. This is definitely not something that ordinary Titled Douluo can do. Hongchen and his sister judged that the soul power of the two old men far exceeded that of their grandfather Jing Hongchen and almost all the ninth-level soul masters of the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, and reached at least the ninety-sixth level.

Xiao Hongchen stared at the two super Douluos, and Meng Hongchen subconsciously covered his red lips. Huge fear broke out in the hearts of the two brothers and sisters. In panic, they turned their heads to look at Ling Bai beside them. At this moment, he was their backbone.

"What should we do?"

Meng Hongchen lowered her voice. The level 6 soul armor had already wrapped around the delicate body. Although it was as fragile as paper in front of the Super Douluo, it would give her a subtle sense of security.

"Panlong Stick...96th level Title Douluo...Jialingguan, these can't be the two I remember."

Ling Bai said faintly. If the two Panlong Stick Super Douluos in front of him were really them, then things would become interesting.

"Who is it?"

Xiao Hongchen half-crouched down, and the third leg stretched out from behind his buttocks. Metal lumps emerged from his back, and the three-legged golden toad quietly possessed his body, and countless soul cores floated beside him.

"Do you know the Wuhun Hall?"

"I found out about it when I was investigating the six-winged angels. The super power established by the first generation of angel gods was the holy land of soul masters in Douluo Continent for a long time, and even surpassed the two empires of Tiandou Xingluo. In the end, it was destroyed by the Sea God Tang San and the Tiandou Empire." Xiao Hongchen said honestly.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall had seven great priests, each of whom was a Super Douluo above level 95. The sixth and seventh priests were a pair of brothers, with the spirit of Panlong Staff and the spirit power of level 96, and the titles of Qianjun and Jiangmo respectively."

"You are quite knowledgeable, you recognized the identities of our brothers just by the spirit and spirit power..." Jiangmo Douluo grinned, "Tell me, who killed the Soul Emperor who gave us so many evil souls?"

"I."

Xiao Hongchen held his head high and dared to take responsibility.

"You're still a young man with some backbone."

Demon Subduing Douluo nodded with satisfaction, and then changed the subject: "But you cut off my path, I have to hit you back. If you can handle it, I'll let you leave Jialing City. If you can't...

Remember to be careful in your next life."

Xiao Hongchen blinked dully, and the whistling Panlong Stick suddenly reflected in his eyes. He remembered his current situation, and the six soul rings lit up instantly, and all the soul guide cannons on his body were overloaded and fired!

The soul guide cannon fell on the Panlong Stick and sparked a little spark. How could a soul guide below level nine stop the Super Douluo? The Panlong Stick fell with the cannon, and the shadow still expanded in Xiao Hongchen's eyes. An unimaginable pressure broke out, and the whole Jialing City was shaken. Xiao Hongchen was like an ordinary toad, and he could only wail and die when disaster struck!

In the face of absolute strength, the soul guide he was so proud of was completely useless. When he felt death coming, Xiao Hongchen subconsciously waved his hand, as if he wanted to delay the arrival of death.

The high-pitched syllables cut through the air, like a sword cutting through the water, leaving a clear mark. The golden domain expanded rapidly, covering the sky.

Xiao Hongchen's throat loosened, and the suffocating pressure was blocked by something. He fell to the ground with a buttocks, and looked up to find that there was actually someone blocking him!

Six-winged angel!

Ling Bai!

After narrowly escaping death, Xiao Hongchen felt an inexplicable urge to cry when he saw the brilliant figure in the thunder and lightning. He grabbed Meng Hongchen's hand and sighed, "Sister, I will never stop you from pursuing him again."

Meng Hongchen pulled Xiao Hongchen up and snorted, "Idiot brother, you should have said it earlier. Isn't it a bit late now?"

The two super Douluos, Qianjun and Jiangmo, are coming fiercely. It is unknown whether they can escape and ascend to heaven today!

"Qianjun Worshiper, Jiangmo Worshiper, I have heard of you for a long time."

The golden light of the angel domain swept across the world. Ling Bai stood in the sky, holding the Angel Holy Sword. The six wings of the angel behind him flapped slowly. The six soul rings and six wings of yellow, purple, purple, black, black and red made Qianjun Douluo's pupils shrink to the size of a needle tip.

"Bang——"

Jiangmo Douluo fell back a few steps and barely stood firm. A look of surprise appeared on his face. The violent shaking of the Panlong Stick in his hand meant that he did not gain much advantage in the fight with the Angel Holy Sword just now.

"Six-winged angel..."

The two Titled Douluo reached out to touch the angel realm, as if recalling the past, and then a purple-black aura suddenly burst out of their bodies. The huge soul power forcibly broke through the surrounding angel realm. The dragon soul on the Panlong Stick seemed to come alive, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at Ling Bai, constantly releasing the overwhelming dragon power.

A trace of doubt flashed between Ling Bai's eyebrows. He thought that after Qianjun Jiangmo saw the six-winged angel, not to mention that the Li clan bowed and called Tang San the young master, at least they would not be so tense, and the two sides could sit down and talk.

Things didn't seem to go as smoothly as imagined. The fighting spirit of the two martial soul halls was still surging, and Ling Bai actually sensed an evil spirit from the soul power of the two.

The evil spirit gave him a very familiar feeling, just like the Death Prison Spider Emperor!

Or, the fallen Rakshasa God for ten thousand years!

Qianjun Douluo stared at Ling Bai, his tone was extremely complicated: "You look so similar to Xue'er, I should have remembered you when I saw your face...

You are back... You are actually back...

You have become so strong, much stronger than my elder brother and Xue'er of the same level, I believe you must be the hope of reviving the angel clan...

But I am very sorry, we who have been resurrected after ten thousand years can no longer disobey the orders of that woman, and her order is that as soon as we see you...

Capture you alive immediately!"