Douluo Dalu: The Unrivaled Panlong Zhentian

The strength of the Holy Spirit Church is not only reflected in the many high-level evil soul masters it has, but also in the special abilities of the evil soul masters themselves. The training methods of evil soul masters are often extremely cruel and evil, which allows them to often display some strange and powerful skills in battle, making it difficult for opponents to defend themselves.

This time, the Holy Spirit Church dispatched the third elder, the sixth elder, and the eighth elder among the eight elders.

The third elder of the Holy Spirit Church, Dark Thunder Douluo, a level 92 Titled Douluo, and a level Soul Guide. He once pursued the leader of the Earth Dragon Sect, Nan Shuishui. He combines the power of his own martial soul, Dark Thunder, with the soul guide he developed, and has a unique set of combat capabilities.

The Sixth Elder, Abomination Douluo, a Titled Douluo at level 92, has the spirit of Abomination, a kind of undead creature. Once hurt, he can devour corpses to recover.

The Eighth Elder, whose martial soul is the Nightmare Demon, is a level 91 Control-type Titled Douluo, also known as Sleeping Nightmare, who likes to devour people’s mental energy.

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At the command of the Eighth Elder, the followers of the Holy Spirit Church scattered and began to prepare to carry out the order.

At the same time, in another unknown corner, the mastermind who carefully arranged all this was quietly observing every move of the Holy Spirit Church with a group of mysterious people.

There was a faint smile on his face, but there was a deep light in his eyes.

"They finally took action!"

"Holy Spirit Church? Humph!"

"I never thought that after our family has been closed off for thousands of years, this continent has bred so many evil spirit masters."

"This guy who replaced the Spirit Hall's Shrek, I don't think he's that good!"

Qiangu Tianzong: "My fellow elders, after thousands of years of silence, it is time to let the reputation of the Panlong Stick resound throughout this continent once again."

"Let the Holy Spirit Church be the first stepping stone for my Abundant Church and our Panlong Stick to become famous." He whispered to himself, his voice full of confidence and determination.

The delegation of the Church of Abundance gradually approached with the followers of the Holy Spirit Church.

Qiangu Tianzong, as one of the behind-the-scenes planners of the Church of Plenty and also the prospective patriarch of an ancient and mysterious family, is well aware that this battle is of great significance both to the Church of Plenty that he founded and to his own family.

The Panlong Stick, a divine weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years, once made the entire continent tremble with its fame, but as time goes by, it seems to have been forgotten by the world.

Now, Qiangu Tianzong is determined to use this battle to let the glory of Panlong Stick shine on the continent again.

"Everyone listen up and prepare for battle." Qiangu Tianzong's voice was low and powerful. Through a special communication method, it was transmitted to every team of the Church of Abundance.

Although those scattered angel spirit masters were far apart from each other, the moment they received the order, they seemed to be gathered together by an invisible force. They each adjusted their status and prepared for the upcoming battle.

Under the gloomy sky, the three elders of the Holy Spirit Church, Nether Thunder Douluo, Hatred Douluo and Nightmare Douluo, were like the darkest ink stains in the night. They each led the believers under their command, like an unstoppable black torrent, surging towards the team of the Church of Plenty.

There was a depressing and weird atmosphere in the air, as if even the wind was trembling and did not dare to pass through it easily.

Dark Thunder Douluo, his black robe rustled, lightning leaped on his fingertips, and from time to time, a low roar was emitted, which was the most direct warning of the coming storm. His eyes were deep and cold, as if he could see through the deepest fear and despair in people's hearts.

Hateful Douluo had a distorted face and a heart-pounding sneer on his lips. Each of his steps seemed unusually heavy, as if every step was stepping on the heart of his opponent, making people involuntarily feel an indescribable disgust and fear.

As for Sleepy Nightmare Douluo, he looked relaxed and contented, with his eyes half-closed, as if he was out of the matter, but the faint black mist surrounding him kept changing, foreshadowing that invisible dreams and nightmares were about to cover this land.

The believers followed closely behind, with complex emotions on their faces. Some were as cruel as wolves, with cruel curves on their mouths and bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes; others were extremely excited, dancing with joy, as if they were about to witness a grand carnival. At this moment, these evil soul masters completely removed their disguises and revealed their truest and most evil nature.

Long Wan'er, Ye Guyi and Huo Yuhao stood side by side in the center of the cage built of despair. Surrounding them was the dark power of the Holy Spirit Church that was surging like a tide. The oppressive feeling was like a huge rock pressing down on their heads, making the air freeze. Every breath seemed to cause a heavy echo in their chests.

Although they felt a sense of alarm in their hearts, they were more determined and unyielding in the face of unknown challenges.

At this time, guarding them was the third elder from the Qiangu family, the 92nd level Title Douluo Qiangu Yongyuan. He held the Panlong Stick in his hand, his figure was upright, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through all the falsehoods in the world. As the owner of the Panlong Stick martial spirit, his perception ability was extraordinary and far exceeded his peers.

"It seems that what Tianzong said is true. The Holy Spirit Church is indeed chasing us relentlessly." Qiangu Yongyuan's voice was low and powerful, revealing unquestionable majesty.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if even time was about to stop. Suddenly, a thunderous roar broke out from the crowd of the Holy Spirit Church, like a beast out of a cage, and evil soul masters from all directions rushed out like black ghosts, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, full of greed and desire for Long Wan'er and others.

"Kill..." This cry, like thunder, instantly tore through the silence of the night and ignited the fanaticism and madness in the hearts of the evil soul masters. They shouted with a morbid desire for the blood and soul of the genius soul master.

"I have never tasted the blood of a genius soul master!"

"Hahaha, me too, that soul must be incredibly delicious!"

Facing this sudden attack, Long Wan'er couldn't help but curse inwardly, her heart filled with anger and resentment. "We have already left the borders of the Sun Moon Empire, but this group of evil soul masters are still chasing us so relentlessly!"

Long Wan'er only felt that these evil soul masters were just very angry because this group of people were like a bunch of dog-skin plasters.

Ye Guyi had a stern look on his face, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see through all the darkness.

"Evil Soul Master!!!"

"Ye Guyi, let's go!"

Before Long Wan'er could say anything, Ye Guyi's cry was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the night sky and igniting the fire of war in her heart.

She moved her body and shuttled among the evil soul masters like a ghost, waving her sword, the sword light was like a weave, and every strike was precise and ruthless. In an instant, several evil soul masters fell under her sword.

Long Wan'er didn't expect Ye Guyi to be so tough. He rushed forward before she said anything. "Good, you have some courage!" Long Wan'er felt that people like Ye Guyi were very much to her liking, so she couldn't help but praise him.

Then she rushed into the battle holding the golden dragon spear.

Huo Yuhao had already matured a lot, so he just shook his head.

Qiangu Tianzong had already told him about the plan against the evil soul masters, so he was not panicked about the so-called evil soul masters trying to capture them, because he knew they were absolutely safe.

Huo Yuhao also used his mental power to assist in the battle.

The evil soul master and the guarding soul masters who were protecting Long Wan'er and others were on the verge of a fight, and the battle unfolded in an uninhabited area of ​​the Xing Luo Empire.

Here, Long Wan'er and Ye Guyi stood back to back, the two cooperated tacitly, the sword light and fist shadow intertwined, forming an airtight defense line. Each of their attacks was accurate and accurate, directly hitting the evil soul master's vital points, even in such a chaotic battlefield, they seemed to be at ease.

Huo Yuhao stood not far away, his eyes closed, his hands gently raised, as if guiding the power of the surrounding space. As he moved, ripples began to appear in the air, and an invisible force spread across the battlefield. Whenever an evil soul master tried to approach Long Wan'er and the others, this force would silently repel them, or even knock them out directly.

“I’m good at mental interference and space distortion.” Huo Yuhao thought to himself, with a confident smile on his face.

However, there were still too many evil soul masters. Even though Long Wan'er, Ye Guyi and the others were extremely powerful,
"Evil soul masters, you are so brave!!!" Just at this moment, a thunderous roar sounded.

Qiangu Yongyuan appeared, holding a Panlong Stick, and nine soul rings appeared one by one.

Qiangu Yongyuan suddenly jumped up, and the Panlong Stick drew a perfect arc in the air, with a whistling sound, and went straight to the most rampant ones among the evil soul masters.

"Panlong Poxiao!" He shouted softly, and the Panlong Stick instantly expanded and turned into a lifelike dragon. The dragon's roar shook the sky, and the huge dragon body wrapped around several evil soul masters, binding them tightly, and then suddenly exploded, turning into light and shadows all over the sky, swallowing up the evil soul masters who tried to escape one by one.

The evil spirit masters were all horrified when they saw this, but their madness did not dissipate, instead it aroused their ferocity. They all used their own evil skills to try to resist the terrifying power of this Title Douluo.

However, in front of Qiangu Yongyuan, these struggles seem so powerless.

“Hehehehe…” Just when Qiangu Yongyuan’s attack was about to fall on those evil soul masters, a strange laugh rang out.

Qiangu Yongyuan's attack was blocked.

“Who is it!!!” Qiangu Yongyuan’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.

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A stronger evil aura suddenly erupted from the evil soul masters. An evil soul master wearing a black robe and a ghost mask walked out slowly, his eyes flashing with a strange red light, as if he could see through the deepest fear in people's hearts.

"Humph, a few little guys dare to be enemies with the Holy Spirit Church?" He sneered, his voice hoarse and sinister, "Today, I will let you see what true despair is!"

After saying that, he waved his hands, and the air in the entire battlefield began to distort. Black mist surged out from the ground and quickly filled the entire space.

The combat effectiveness of the evil soul masters was dramatically improved at this moment, while the guard soul masters felt unprecedented pressure.

"Everyone be careful!" Qiangu Yongyuan saw this and immediately reminded loudly.

"A vain person can only play some tricks in the dark. Humph!" Qiangu Yongyuan snorted coldly.

"Hahahahaha!"

"As expected, there is a Titled Douluo!" The sinister voice sounded again.

"Hehehe, the soul of a Titled Douluo. My little cutie can't wait to try it out."

"The sooner we solve it, the sooner we can report back. The leader and the others are still waiting for our news."

Then three figures in black robes appeared above the battlefield.

These three people are none other than the three great elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, Nether Thunder Douluo, Hatred Douluo and Nightmare Douluo.

With the appearance of the three elders of the Holy Spirit Church, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield instantly became more solemn. Nether Thunder Douluo, Hate Douluo and Nightmare Douluo, each of them is a terrifying existence on the continent, and their arrival undoubtedly adds more variables to this battle.

"Hmph, a mere Church of Abundance dares to contend with my Holy Spirit Church?" The voice of Nether Thunder Douluo echoed on the battlefield like thunder. His figure flashed and he appeared in mid-air. The soul guide in his hand flashed with lightning, as if it would trigger a devastating storm at any time.

"Hate Douluo, devour them, let the fear of these ants become your strength!" Hate Douluo's voice was low and hoarse. He opened his arms as if to embrace the entire battlefield. The bodies of the defeated evil soul masters began to turn into black shadows and poured into his body. His aura became even more terrifying.

Sleepy Nightmare Douluo smiled gently, and a faint black mist was released from his eyes. The black mist was like a living entity, silently spreading to the team of the Church of Plenty, trying to invade their spiritual world and create chaos and fear.

Facing the joint pressure from the three elders, Qiangu Yongyuan's expression became extremely solemn. He knew that it would be difficult to resist the joint attack of the three Titled Douluo by himself. But even so, he had no intention of retreating.

"Panlong Staff, Panlong protects the body!" Qiangu Yongyuan shouted, and the Panlong Staff in his hand instantly burst into dazzling light, turning into an indestructible barrier, firmly protecting him and Long Wan'er and others behind him. At the same time, his soul power surged, and the nine soul rings complemented each other, showing his powerful strength as a Titled Douluo.

"Hate, devour everything!" Hate Douluo roared, and his body suddenly rose up, like a huge undead creature, and pounced on Qiangu Yongyuan. However, the explosion in his body shook him back again and again.

"That's... the power of light?!" Dark Thunder Douluo and Nightmare Douluo looked at each other, with a flash of surprise in their eyes. They didn't expect that this Titled Douluo actually possessed the power of light.

"Hmph, a mere power of light dares to act so presumptuously in front of us!" Minglei Douluo snorted coldly, and then the three of them joined forces to charge towards Qiangu Yongyuan.

(End of this chapter)