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

"Aren't you a soul master? You know how to consume enemies remotely, right? Do you need me to teach you this?"

Xuan Zi frowned and said in a deep voice.

For a moment, He Caitou was speechless.

Although what Master Xuan said was right, this could only be done when facing ordinary soul masters. That was Jiang Xiyue. Beibei could still be beaten like that even with the assistance of Huo Yuhao. Wouldn’t he just get beaten if he went up?

What's more, he could see that Jiang Xiyue could move through the strange golden spear in his hand. In front of her, his advantage as a soul guide was gone.

Did this old man Xuan really treat him as a member of the Sun Moon Empire? He used all his dirty tricks on him.

"Master Xuan, you are exhausted from the journey. Take a rest first. My second brother and I are going to participate in another competition. Today is the key match for us to advance to the next round for Xishui League."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Huo Yuhao quickly spoke up and said, "However, today is indeed the key promotion match for the three major forces in the underground arena."

In addition, every winner of the competition will receive a generous reward of rare metals, and advancing as a representative of the Xishui League is a huge fortune, so Huo Yuhao does not want to give up.

What's more, the champion prize of the underground competition has also been announced. As long as he can win the championship for Xishui League, he will receive a ninth-level soul guide as a reward. He can't help but be tempted by this.

After Huo Yuhao’s explanation, Xuan Zi nodded in understanding, but still reminded Huo Yuhao to focus on the competition.

"Xishui League, Xishui... This name sounds so familiar, it shouldn't be that Xishui..."

After Huo Yuhao and He Caitou left, Xuan Zi whispered something and then shook his head. There was no such a coincidence in the world.

He must be overthinking this.

"No matter what, now there is still a Golden Dragon Spirit Master. It seems that I have to investigate as well."

Xuan Zi then slowly walked out of the room.

On the high platform of Mingyue Hotel.

Jiang Jue looked at Huo Yuhao and He Caitou entering the Seqing Hotel again, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"For that little reward, he went to compete even though he was injured. He is really dedicated."

He had long known that in order to curb the development of the Xishui League, Xu Tianran had deliberately changed the project of this underground competition to the production of soul guides instead of a soul master competition, in order to play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses.

Although he had not studied soul guidance technology for a long time, and there were no soul masters of the younger generation in the Holy Spirit Church who were good at soul guidance technology, Huo Yuhao was good at it.

He only needed to pay a small reward to allow Huo Yuhao to win the underground competition for Xishui League.

"This should be the most useful time for Lao Huo."

"As a reward, I will leave my Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm Essence with you for a few days."

Jiang Jue's eyes became deeper and deeper, and he walked into the room. Jiang Xiyue left after eating, and now it was time for him and Meng to be alone in their own world.

……

Due to the decrease in the number of soul master teams, the third round of competition lasted only two days to select 32 teams, which will enter the subsequent round-robin competition.

The rules of the round-robin tournament are to divide the 32 teams into four groups, and the two teams with the most points in each group will advance to the quarterfinals.

Although the Tang Sect lost to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy in the first game, with two Soul Emperors, He Caitou and Jiang Nannan, and Soul Kings like Xiao Xiao, it is still no problem for them to fight against other ordinary teams.

Therefore, relying on the small points, he led the Tang Sect into the round-robin tournament.

Although Shrek Academy was not as strong as the Tang Sect in overall combat power, it also had the combat power level of a first-class team, and it had not encountered any strong teams before, so it naturally advanced successfully.

However, in the round-robin tournament, Shrek Academy and the Snow Demon Sect were grouped together...

After the third round of competition, there was finally two days of rest for the major teams to recuperate.

……

Demonic forest.

Holy Spirit Church Headquarters. Jiang Jue's figure flashed, and he slowly came to the mysterious secret room. Looking at the strange murals on the surrounding walls, Jiang Jue moved his mental power, and the heavy stone door slowly opened to both sides.

Now the competition has entered the round-robin stage, and there is only more than half a month left until the end of the competition. After the competition, the real highlight will begin.

If things go as expected, the God King Tang will definitely be waiting for him in the Qiankun Valley, ready to harvest him, the son of destiny.

But at the same time, he was also waiting for this opportunity to hurt the God King Tang!
On the other side of the ocean, after months of fighting, Regent and Liya led their undead army to conquer most of the sea areas, leaving only two areas of sea to be conquered.

As long as the opportunity comes, Jiang Jue can control the huge marine soul beasts to block the power of faith of the Sea God Tang San, and also make these sea soul beasts resent Tang San.

You know, the throne of God condensed by faith is not as stable as imagined.

But before that, Jiang Jue had to keep a backup plan. After all, the God King Tang was a true god, and it would be difficult to deal with him even if he sent down his divine thoughts.

And the day when Qiankun asked about the love valley was when he and the God King Tang really broke off relations.

So, now Jiang Jue is ready to have a good talk with the person in the secret room.

The position of Rakshasa is very suitable for him at this stage, and can also be used as a trump card to surprise the enemy.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jue took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and walked in.

He is determined to obtain the Rakshasa throne!

"Rumble!"

As Jiang Jue walked in, the heavy stone door behind him slowly closed with a dull sound.

Jiang Jue looked around, looked at the slightly shaking altar, and spoke softly.

"Senior, I'm already here, why don't you come out and see me?"

As Jiang Jue finished speaking, a faint yet slightly sharp female voice sounded.

"Interesting little guy, come in."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Jue felt the space around him fluctuate, and the next moment a special spatial field covered his entire body. Just like the space was folding, his body slowly dissipated in the air.

Jiang Jue's eyes moved slightly, but he did not show any resistance.

The next moment, Jiang Jue entered a strange space. There was an endless amount of power in this space, a power mixed with death, evil and darkness.

"Buzz!"

A humming sound was heard, and the mark of the Soul Refining Banner on Jiang Jue's left hand moved. The Soul Refining Banner martial spirit appeared in Jiang Jue's hand on its own, greedily sucking in the surrounding evil power.

Just like a successful match.

"It seems that this Rakshasa God Position is indeed a good match for my Soul Refining Banner Martial Soul."

Jiang Jue whispered in his heart and took a step forward. He saw the scene in front of him change again and a magnificent palace came into view. It looked very much like the Wuhun Palace ten thousand years ago.

Jiang Jue stretched out his hand and pushed open the white jade palace door in front of him. A lavender figure was sitting high on the Pope's throne in the palace, exuding a noble and cold aura, and her pretty face was extremely charming.

The beautiful figure looked at Jiang Jue as he walked in. Her purple eyes moved, and she slowly lowered her slender thighs. Her expression became more serious, but a hint of madness appeared in her eyes from time to time.

"What should I call you?"

"Senior, Rakshasa God, or... His Holiness the Pope?"

There was no fear in Jiang Jue's eyes. Instead, he walked forward slowly and asked with a smile.

And the graceful figure sitting in a high position in front of him was none other than the Pope of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago, the previous Rakshasa God - Bibi Dong!

(End of this chapter)