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

"Buzz!"

Ripples appeared in the space inside the secret room, and Jiang Jue's figure slowly emerged, looking at the altar with only a dozen blood beads left.

Jiang Jue called out softly, and a gray light flashed out from the Soul Refining Banner, transforming into the appearance of Alex.

"Mr. Yi, I'll need your help next."

"Just leave it to me with confidence."

Alex nodded slightly, a bright flame appeared in his gray eyes, a black fragment flew out from the undead plane, and then an obscure spell sounded.

Gray air currents were injected into the fragments, which gradually emitted an aura of evil, chaos, and tyranny, which gradually became consistent with the aura emitted by the angel throne fragment that Jiang Jue had just taken away, and the appearance was exactly the same.

Jiang Jue smiled slightly when he saw this scene. When he took away the altar fragments before, he secretly asked Old Yi to record its breath so that he could replicate it now.

As for whether he will be discovered, Mr. Yi’s skills are completely trustworthy.

As long as the altar is not activated, no one can tell whether the fragment is real or fake. Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao had already completed the upgrade of their soul ring age. For a very long time in the future, the altar will not be opened again.

After all, in order to increase the age of soul rings on this altar, the soul master to be upgraded must be under the age of twenty, and there are no such candidates in the Holy Spirit Church. The only person with the bone dragon martial soul, Yan Feng, has long been his.

"All right."

After a moment, Alex stopped chanting the spell, and the fragment in his hand slowly floated towards the altar, to where it should be.

"Thank you, Mr. Yi."

Jiang Jue said softly, and then began to walk in the secret room, looking around as if he was waiting for something.

One minute……

seven minutes...

Twenty-three minutes...

Alex looked at Jiang Jue who was circling around the secret room, with a look of confusion in his eyes, and couldn't help but ask.

"Jiang boy, what are you wandering around for? If nothing else, I will go back to comprehend the Law of the Undead."

"Ahem, it's okay, Mr. Yi, you can go back first."

Jiang Jue stopped, coughed twice, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked around again, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"That's not right. Now that I have repaired the Angel Godship and passed it on, why hasn't Bibi Dong shown up yet? Could it be that I took a wrong step?"

Jiang Jue frowned slightly and whispered in his heart in confusion.

Upon seeing this, Alex shook his head slightly, turned into a stream of light and re-entered the Soul Refining Banner.

This child was fine when he came, why is he hysterical now?
After a few minutes, Jiang Jue looked at the extremely silent secret room, pondered for a moment, and then disappeared into the secret room in a flash.

Although he didn't know what went wrong that prevented Bibi Dong from telling him the news, he would stay in Mingdu for some time in the future. He was not in a hurry to obtain the Rakshasa God's throne, so he had plenty of patience.

However, what Jiang Jue didn't notice was that when he was in the secret room just now, the mark of the God of Destruction on his right hand lit up imperceptibly.

……

In a dark space.

Countless black fogs surged up and filled the space. In the center of the space there was a huge black vortex, and a pitch-black throne with blood-colored patterns stood in it.

"Why is there the mark of the God of Destruction on his body? Could it be that the God of Destruction also wants to pass on his throne to him?"

A surprising voice sounded in the space.

The black fog in the space rolled and gathered into a woman with a voluptuous and curvy figure and a pair of blood-red eyes that looked quite unbelievable.

Because just now, when she was about to send a message to Jiang Jue, she suddenly felt a very high level of destructive divinity, which came from Jiang Jue. This sudden situation made her temporarily give up calling Jiang Jue.

"No, perhaps this is the best way. If the God King of Destruction passes the throne to Jiang Jue, and I, the Pope, pass the throne of Rakshasa to him, then Jiang Jue will have two thrones."

"It's still a first-level god and a god king. In this way, Jiang Jue's configuration of the god position will never be worse than Tang San, and this pope's revenge plan can also have an extra guarantee."

"Tang San, your good days are about to end!" A gleam of brilliance flashed across the woman's bloodshot eyes as she spoke softly, but there was a hint of madness in her tone that was about to be uncontrollable.

"However, why did this Pope still sense a trace of emotional power from him..."

……

"Greetings, Master's wife."

Not long after Jiang Jue returned to his Holy Son Palace, Feng Ling in red appeared in front of the door.

"Xiao Jiang, your master asked me to tell you that the rules for the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition have been finalized. He hopes that you can represent our Holy Spirit Church in the competition as the final trump card."

Feng Ling opened her red lips and said with a smile.

"Master's wife, this is of course no problem."

Jiang Jue heard this and agreed with a smile.

He is fighting for the Body Sect, but that does not prevent him from representing the Holy Spirit Sect. With the addition of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy in this competition, perhaps they can sweep the top three places in the competition and completely kick Shrek Academy out.

"Well, Master's wife won't bother you any more."

Feng Ling nodded slightly, and seeing Jiang Jue agreed, she smiled slightly and turned to leave.

In recent years, she has been radiant...

After Jiang Jue washed up, a blue light flashed in his palm, and two thousand-year-old black ice marrows appeared in his hand.

"It's time to increase Meng's cultivation speed."

Although he now has the support of the divine throne, Meng Hongchen does not, so everything must be planned early.

With this in mind, Jiang Jue changed into a luxurious black robe with golden patterns. After coming out of the Holy Spirit Church headquarters, he fluttered the wings of the evil god behind him and flashed towards Mingde Hall.

……

Mingde Hall.

The master's office.

"Bang bang bang!"

A crisp knock on the door sounded.

"Enter!"

"You little brat, you've been out for such a long time, and you still remember to come back."

Jing Hongchen raised his eyes and saw the person coming. He cursed with a smile, put down the rare metal he was carving, and sat up from the chair.

"Master, long time no see, you still look the same."

Jiang Jue closed the door and smiled slightly.

"Oh, why call me hall master? It's time to change the way you say it."

Jing Hongchen's expression changed, he adjusted the golden frame of the mirror, and spoke in a persuasive manner.

Ever since Meng Hongchen's martial soul transformed into the ultimate poison, his perception of Jiang Jue has greatly improved to a satisfactory level.

But later he learned from his grandson Xiao Hongchen that Jiang Jue not only gave him a magic herb to help him repair the damage caused by previous drug taking, but also gave him a 100,000-year-old golden soul bone. After that, Jing Hongchen liked his grandson-in-law more and more.

What happened to Jiang Jue, the evil soul master? Even if he was an evil soul master, he was still his good grandson-in-law.

What's more, his precious granddaughter has already set her eyes on the boy in front of her, and he would not stop her even if these things were not there.

He only has this one precious granddaughter.

(End of this chapter)