Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Chapter 39: The Plane of the Undead and Suppression

Jiang Jue ran back without leaving a trace and retreated to a relatively safe location, but he did not leave.

How could he leave when what he really wanted to do hadn't even started yet?

He looked at the beast soul released by Zhang Peng and thought for a moment.

Zhang Peng's scorpion tiger martial spirit was derived from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, and it needs to constantly devour the blood and souls of soul beasts to evolve itself.

What he released now were all beast souls formed by the combination of the souls of soul beasts that he had absorbed and his own mental power and soul power.

This is Zhang Peng's specialty, and it is very difficult to deal with. The beast soul is extremely resistant to physical attacks, and it has both physical and spiritual attacks. As the user, Zhang Peng can transform into any of the beast souls at any time to launch a surprise attack.

But now it is obviously one level weaker, because Zhang Peng has just self-destructed the twelve strongest beast souls.

These beast souls have now been frozen in the Eternal Frozen Realm before they even reach the Ice Emperor, and then shaken by the Ice Emperor, turning into ice debris all over the sky.

"boom!"

Zhang Peng's tiger paw collided with the Ice Emperor's front claws. Even though Zhang Peng's martial soul's true body was nearly ten times the size of the Ice Emperor, he was gradually suppressed by the Ice Emperor.

The huge figure kept retreating, and the originally dark tiger seal was also covered with frost, and a look of pain was revealed in the pair of huge tiger eyes.

After becoming a Titled Douluo, each level up becomes extremely difficult, and this is even more so after becoming a Super Douluo, as the distance between each level will continue to widen.

Zhang Peng was no match for Ice Emperor to begin with, and now he was injured. Moreover, the match was at Ice Emperor’s home court. With these two factors combined, there was no doubt that Zhang Peng would lose.

"Since you are going to die, I won't let you have an easy life!"

There was a surge of madness in Zhang Peng's dark purple eyes, the soul core in his body was running wildly, wind and thunder suddenly rose on his body, and a black ball of light was brewing on the scorpion hook on his tail.

His Scorpion Tiger Martial Soul inherited the three attributes of darkness, lightning, and evil from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. At this moment, he integrated these three attributes into one and unleashed the strongest attack.

"Go! Dark Demon Thunder!"

The black ball of light on Zhang Peng's scorpion tail grew against the wind, with a diameter of more than three meters, and headed straight for the Ice Emperor.

"Ice King Protects the Body!"

The Ice Emperor let out a sharp hiss, and the scales on his body lit up. The green and ice colors blended into one, and the ultimate ice was released, transforming into a gigantic Ice-Green Emperor Scorpion!
"Boom!"

The explosion sounded like thunder, countless strong winds raged and howled, the ice field cracked, and hideous cracks continued to spread.

The smoke cleared, revealing the two figures.

Zhang Peng has already exited the state of his martial soul's true body. He looks like he is paralyzed, his steps are unsteady, his face is pale, and his eye sockets are sunken.

The Ice Emperor was also in a rather miserable state. Some of the dazzling scales on his body had exploded, and some parts were still surrounded by black air.

After all, this was Zhang Peng's fatal blow, and it really hurt the Ice Emperor.

But it was of no use, because there was a murderous intent flashing in the crystal yellow eyes of the Ice Emperor, and he was already rushing towards Zhang Peng.

"boom!"

With just one strike, Zhang Peng flew backwards like a broken sack, covered in blood.

"The Holy Son should have left..."

Zhang Peng was in a trance, muttering to himself.

This was the first time in Zhang Peng's life that he risked his life for someone else. The feeling was indescribable.

However, the pain that Zhang Peng expected from falling to the ground did not come, and it seemed as if he was caught by someone.

Zhang Peng opened his eyes hard and looked at the figure that caught him.

"Holy Son! How could you…"

"Mr. Zhang, close your eyes and take a rest. When you wake up again, everything will be fine."

It was Jiang Jue who caught Zhang Peng!
Zhang Peng could no longer hold on, closed his eyes and fainted.

With his feet landing on the ground, Jiang Jue slowly put Zhang Peng on the ground. At the same time, he secretly mobilized the vitality in the gold of life and injected it into Zhang Peng's body to save his life.

"Human, I am very curious, why don't you leave?"

Bingdi looked at Jiang Jue and asked with some confusion.

Just now, this human clearly had the opportunity to escape, although he certainly could not escape its range, but he didn't.

"Ice Emperor, you have injured my Holy Church's people, so you will have to pay a price."

Jiang Jue's voice gradually sounded, his tone indifferent. A gust of cold wind blew, and his black robe rustled, but Jiang Jue stood tall, staring at Bingdi.

"What a boast! Just a mere soul master like you?"

"joke!"

"Quickly bring me my Ten Thousand Years of Ice Marrow, maybe I can give you a quick death!"

Bingdi sneered and walked towards Jiang Jue.

Jiang Jue looked at the approaching Bingdi, the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, and a hint of confidence in winning flashed in his eyes.

"Come out, Yilao!"

As Jiang Jue's voice fell, a deathly grey halo appeared on Jiang Jue's body, which was extremely strange.

Immediately afterwards, the gray airflow from Jiang Jue's body continued to spread to the surrounding space, and the space it spread to also turned gray. In this area, silence became the main theme, as if time and space had stopped.

A gray figure emerged from behind Jiang Jue, and an indescribable momentum instantly pressed towards Bingdi.

“This… this is divine power!”

The Ice Emperor was astonished. He had felt this pressure that surpassed everything ten thousand years ago, when someone became a god.

How could a Soul Master have such a thing?

"How dare a little scorpion bully my people!"

The gray figure was Electrolux.

Ilex just waved his hand, and a hexagram formation flew out from his hand, quickly covering the Ice Emperor.

"What is this?"

The Ice Emperor wanted to hide, but he couldn't. The hexagram formation was like a lock that directly trapped the Ice Emperor.

The moment it wrapped around the Ice Emperor, two strange forces spread within the formation.

At this moment, the Ice Emperor felt that it was isolated from the outside world, and could not even feel the ice that it knew best.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Ice Emperor raised his front claws and continuously hit the barrier of the hexagram formation, trying to break it.

As it struck, tiny cracks appeared on the hexagram array, but it did not break.

This hexagram formation is not so easy to break. Jiang Jue and Alex spent two and a half months and used countless materials to refine it.

"Yi Lao, let's start."

Jiang Jue looked at Alex and spoke calmly, but there was a hint of excitement behind the calmness.

Electrolux nodded slightly and moved his right hand.

A huge black gate a hundred meters long appeared out of thin air at the feet of the Ice Emperor. The black gate was carved with the images of countless undead creatures, exuding an ominous aura.

"Gate of the Dead, open!"

With a clanging sound, the huge black door slowly opened, like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth and swallowing the Ice Emperor.

"Whoosh!"

After Bingdi was swallowed, the entire gate disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

In the plane of the undead.

The figure of Ice Emperor appeared, and the hexagram formation had dissipated.

It looked around, feeling a little panicked. It seemed to have come to another world where everything was so strange.

The whole space was dark, and in the sky, there was a strange sun hanging. The sun was completely black, and there was a mysterious purple light around it.

The terrain was undulating, and as far as the eye could see, it was completely bare, without any plants. The ground was all black as if it had been stained with ink. A chilly atmosphere was constantly coming from all directions.

Not far away there were a few low-level white skeletons fighting each other.

"This...is this still Douluo Continent?"

(End of this chapter)