People in Doupo: The beginning of the game intercepts the rich woman Xun'er

At the same time, in the northwest direction where Xiao Ling was looking, a distorted void suddenly began to ripple like water waves.

Several figures shrouded in black robes seemed to sense something, and their dark pupils under their hoods turned towards Rayquaza at the same time, like poisonous snakes locking onto their prey.

The leader was wearing a black robe with dark gold patterns. The chains wrapped around his sleeves hung in the air, with dark red blood crystals condensed on the barbs at the end. As he raised his hands, a teeth-grinding friction sound was made.

"As expected of an eighth-grade peak alchemist, his perception is really sharp. He actually discovered us so quickly..."

The black-robed man's hoarse laughter smelled of rust. His withered fingers swept across the void, dragging out spatial cracks in the air. It was clear how powerful he was.

“Oh, so what if he can sense it in advance?” Another black-robed man sneered, stroking his chin, his eyes made more sinister by the dark red glow, “We ambushed him here today, he is already trapped, he can’t escape even if he has wings.”

"It's quite interesting." A man in a blue robe beside him suddenly sneered, and with his bony fingers he pushed away the swirling black mist.

"Knowing that there is a dead end ahead, instead of running away, he drives his beast straight towards us. Could it be that Xiao Ling has lost his mind?"

A black bone fan slid out from his sleeve. The skull totem on the fan was glowing faintly. With a slight wave, several dark purple wind blades were rolled up.
"But it doesn't matter. Whether it's voluntarily falling into the trap or struggling to death, it saves us the effort of searching manually..."

"Don't underestimate the enemy." At this time, a hoarse voice suddenly pierced through the crowd's laughter. A snow-white robe appeared from the black fog. The wrinkles on the old man's forehead were as sharp as a knife, and the tips of his gray eyebrows were frost-covered.

"How can Xiao Ling be a reckless person if he can disrupt the layout of our Soul Palace in Shengdan City? If he doesn't have some confidence, how dare he face us?"

"Moreover, Xiao Ling's Sky-Splitting Seat has been famous in Zhongzhou for a long time. I have also heard of it. He has a combat power comparable to that of a high-level Dou Zun, plus he can travel thousands of miles in an instant."

The old man narrowed his eyes, and his pupils reflected the slender black shadow approaching from the sky.
"If we let him come and go as he pleases, the ambush we set up today will be in vain and we will miss this opportunity. We must first restrain him firmly to prevent Xiao Ling from escaping."

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When the whispers of the people in the Soul Palace melted into the strange void, the Sky-Splitting Throne had already transformed into a silver lightning that tore through the sky.

The giant beast's slender body was like a dragon's tail, and every violent twist dragged dozens of overlapping afterimages among the clouds. Wherever it passed, the space was covered with spider-web-like ripples like a mirror, and even the howling gale was stirred into broken vortices.

Xiao Ling's clothes fluttered on its back, but his eyes were still calm. Mu Qingluan was holding a jade flute tightly, her knuckles turned white due to nervousness, but she was still trying to stay calm.

As Rayquaza continued to fly, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

Xiao Ling looked around and saw rolling gray mountains under his feet.

The jagged rocks crouched on the top of the mountain like ferocious beasts, the ancient trees entangled with dead vines were twisted into strange postures, and the entire mountain range was devoid of any life.

The roars of animals and the chirping of birds that were supposed to be heard in the past have completely disappeared. Only the dead silent wind blows through the canyon, making a whimpering echo, as if it is a dead zone where the soul has been sucked away.

With his terrifying mental power, he could detect that the air was filled with a faint strange energy, which was intertwined with the unique cold and gloomy aura of the Soul Palace, making this desolate land even more eerie.

Even Mu Qingluan, who was always in a tense state, noticed something unusual at this moment, and the thin sweat from her palms soaked her sleeves.

She subconsciously grabbed Xiao Ling's collar, her fingertips trembling slightly, and her voice was filled with worry that was difficult to conceal: "Brother, something seems to be wrong around here..."

Xiao Ling noticed the trembling of her fingertips, and covered the jade hand that was tightly grasping the collar with his slender fingers. The warmth rising from his palm dispelled some of the coldness.

The corners of his lips curled up into a calm smile, and his tone was as steady as before: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything, don't worry."

Seeing the determination in Xiao Ling's eyes and brows, Mu Qingluan's tense back relaxed unconsciously.

That familiar figure was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, calming down all the panic and tension that had just surged.

She nodded gently, clasped Xiao Ling's wrist with her backhand, and said with a little more reassurance in her voice: "I believe in you, Senior Brother, everything will be fine..."

After comforting Mu Qingluan, Xiao Ling slowly withdrew his gaze and looked forward. His eyes seemed to penetrate layers of void and stare directly at the four figures who had been waiting here.

The corners of his lips suddenly raised up a meaningful arc, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and he smacked his lips softly: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the Soul Palace really spent a lot of money this time."

His fingertips unconsciously stroked his chin, and he murmured to himself with a hint of amusement in his voice,

"Eight Celestial Lords Prison Land, Nine Celestial Lords Demon Rain, and Black and White Celestial Lords. It seems that they are determined to wipe me out here. They have really invested a lot of money. However, with this little strength, it is really not enough..."

As soon as Xiao Ling finished speaking, Liekongzuo suddenly raised his head, and a dazzling golden light burst out from his dark dragon pupils.

The giant beast roared towards the sky, and the sound waves caused the clouds within a ten-mile radius to explode, and the entire mountain range shook violently.

In an instant, the energy condensed in its mouth surged like boiling magma, turning into a dazzling beam of light that burst out!

Wherever the light column passed, the space shattered like pieces of broken glass, and violent strong winds gushed out from the dark space cracks.

Carrying a terrifying torrent of energy with the power to destroy the world, it evaporated all the poisonous miasma and clouds along the way, and even the mountains below were shaking violently.

This blow seemed to tear an eternal wound in this world!

The roar of the light column tearing through the sky was deafening, and it penetrated thousands of miles in almost the blink of an eye.

Mu Qingluan only felt a bright light in front of her eyes, and the next second, the torrent of energy that carried the power to destroy the world actually crashed straight into the seemingly calm void!

The originally smooth mirror-like surface of the space suddenly began to ripple, as if an invisible giant shield suddenly appeared, blocking the light column.

The terrifying energy collision exploded between heaven and earth, and all the clouds within a hundred miles were shattered.

Although the beam of light was forcibly stopped, it still caused the void to shatter into pieces. The dark space cracks spread like a spider web, with dark purple energy turbulence surging at the edges.

As the energy of the light column gradually dissipated, the entire airspace was riddled with holes, and broken pieces of space were suspended in the air, as if they would collapse into a black hole that would swallow everything at any time.

"Haha, your perception is quite good. You actually discovered our ambush place a long time ago, and even the location is so accurate." When Mu Qingluan and Xiao Ling's vision was firmly blocked by the space crack caused by the impact of the light column, a hoarse and cold voice suddenly exploded from behind, and the sound waves shook the rocks in the mountains like a substance, causing them to roll down.

A figure in a white robe slowly stepped out of the distorted space.

As the figure appeared, a chilling and cold aura spread like a tide.

In an instant, the temperature above the mountain range dropped sharply, and water vapor condensed into frost, floating down in the air.

"I really underestimated the perception of you, a peak eighth-grade alchemist. However, you actually faced the ambush and did not flee. You are really brave."

When the Eighth Heavenly Lord raised his hand, the countless space cracks that had been shattered by the energy impact were instantly smoothed out and restored to their original appearance.

"That's good. It saves us from having to go through so much trouble to escape after you escape!"

As he finished speaking, three other figures slowly emerged from the broken shadows of the void.

One of them was wearing a blue robe with ripple patterns, the corners of which fluttered in the wind; the other two were wearing black and white robes, with dark chains hanging from the black hems and white lapels embroidered with white bone patterns.

The man in blue robe took light steps and stood beside the man in black robe, while the two men in black and white tacitly fell half a step behind. The water vapor and frost air around their bodies intertwined, making the temperature around them even colder.

At the same time, Xiao Ling, who was standing on the dragon head of the Sky-Splitting Throne, collided violently with the gloomy gazes cast by the four figures in the air.

Rayquaza slowly twisted its body, stopped its continuous flying movement, and hovered in the sky hundreds of feet away from the four people from Soul Palace. The ink-black scales on its body emitted a cold light.

Xiao Ling lowered his eyes and glanced at the four people from the Soul Palace who had appeared. A scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his sharp voice, wrapped in a majestic fighting spirit, shook the four directions:

"Haha, the Soul Palace rats are nothing but clowns, you are nothing but dead bones in a tomb. Why should I, Xiao Ling, be afraid? Why should I retreat? Since you dare to fall into my trap today, I will kill you and use your blood to cleanse this continent of evil!"

Hearing Xiao Ling's undisguised sarcasm, the four people from the Soul Palace felt a surge of anger in their hearts, but as they had been immersed in darkness for so many years, they had long since stopped showing their emotions on their faces. The faces under the hoods were still hidden in the shadows, only the black fog surging around them became thicker, with a faint dark light flickering in it, as if suppressing the murderous intent that was about to erupt.

"As expected of a descendant of Xiao Xuan, you are really sharp-tongued..." The white-robed leader took a half step forward, and the blood crystal chain in his sleeve made a faint humming sound, locking Xiao Ling's aura tightly.
"However, I am curious. At your age, you have been promoted to Dou Zun. Could it be that the Xiao family's long-abandoned bloodline still hides some secrets?"

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it lightly. An inky rune burst out from his fingertips and turned into a ferocious ghost face in the air: "But it doesn't matter." The voice under the black robe became colder and colder, with unquestionable murderous intent.
"When you see the true methods of the Soul Palace, you will know how ridiculous those lofty words are. Those who are enemies of the Soul Palace."

Then, the ghost face suddenly opened its bloody mouth.
"There is only one way out, death!"

"Haha, you are qualified to talk about our ancestors?" Xiao Ling sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"If my Xiao family's ancestor were still alive, would you dare to call him by his name? Even if the Soul Palace Master came in person, I would still be a little bit afraid, but with you bunch of clowns! Today, I will let you know how foolish it is to be my enemy!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ling's figure was as fast as lightning. He took a step forward and tore through the void. The distance of dozens of feet was reached in an instant. The next moment, his figure was already standing in mid-air.

At the same time, as Xiao Ling's mind moved, the aura around him exploded, and a terrifying heat wave swept out with him as the center. Wherever it passed, the air twisted and deformed, and the space groaned as if it could not bear the burden.

In an instant, blazing flames rose from his body and turned into a sea of ​​fire that burned everything. The high temperature caused the surrounding clouds to evaporate instantly, and the energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles was boiling.

The pressure spread out like a mountain falling down on one's head. The entire mountain range was shaking violently under this momentum, as if even the space was distorted and deformed by this force.

And the Liekongzuo behind Xiao Ling twisted his slender body and retreated hundreds of feet backwards.

Just now, Xiao Ling had given it instructions through his spiritual sense, ordering it to protect Mu Qingluan at all costs.

"How is this possible?" Feeling the majestic aura that Xiao Ling exuded, Eighth Heavenly Venerable's pupils shrank suddenly, and the body under the white robe trembled slightly, "It's even more powerful than this old man, at least the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Zun!"

The face that had been calm just now was now filled with shock, and even the chains wrapped around his fingertips made a crackling sound due to trembling.

Jiu Tianzun beside him staggered back half a step, and the black and white shadows' faces changed drastically, and the aura around them became slightly disordered.

According to the Soul Palace's intelligence network, they knew everything about Xiao Ling's breakthrough to the Dou Zun level several years ago.

According to common sense, even if he practiced hard day and night and swallowed all the treasures from heaven and earth, he could only advance to the middle-level Dou Zun at most.

Even though his talent for cultivation was monstrous, within just a few years, he could at best barely reach the threshold of breaking through to a higher level.

It was based on this judgment that the Soul Palace made careful plans and sent out the Eight Heavenly Lords and the Nine Heavenly Lords, whose strength had reached the peak of the Eight-Star Dou Zun level, to act together, and assisted by the Two Elders, Black and White, who were two Six-Star Dou Zun Tianzuns. They believed that this situation was well-connected and foolproof.

But when Xiao Ling's aura exploded, the pressure was like a surging wave, as if it was going to collapse the entire sky.

That powerful aura was as unfathomable as the abyss and as boundless as the ocean, far beyond everyone's imagination.

Their eyes were filled with horror and they were stunned. Such terrifying power was like a heavy hammer that shattered all their carefully woven plans and set off a huge wave of shock.

Xiao Ling naturally had no intention of giving them a chance to catch their breath. He waved his hands rapidly, and the flames around him suddenly surged several times. Amid the red waves of fire, nine giant dragons formed by flames broke out of the ground.

The dragon's head was held high, its whiskers dancing wildly in the wind, and its pupils were burning with destructive flames, leaving scarlet afterimages in the void.

"Roar--" The dragon's roar resounded throughout the heaven and earth. Nine fire dragons, carrying a scorching breath that could burn everything, swooped down towards the four-member Soul Palace group.

Wherever it passed, the air was instantly ignited, space twisted into a vortex, and even the mountains below began to melt, emitting billowing white smoke.

Nine fire dragons swept over with blazing flames, and the pupils of the four members of the Soul Palace suddenly shrank.

But after all, he was a veteran warrior who had experienced countless life-and-death battles, and he recovered from his shock in an instant.

The leading Eight Heavenly Lords had a hawk-like look in their eyes and ordered in a deep voice: "The plan has changed! Xiao Ling's strength is far beyond our expectations, and we are definitely not able to deal with it right now!"

"Old Nine and I will hold him back first, Black and White, you guys send a message immediately! With our strength, Xiao Ling can't stop us for a while. This hidden danger must be reported to the Palace Master, and only by using the Soul Palace's strength can it be completely eradicated!" (End of this chapter)