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

"Crack! Click!"

The moment the shadow behind Jiang Jue solidified, violent lightning struck down madly, gathering around Jiang Jue to form pools of brilliant lightning.

And that phantom seemed like the Lord of Thunder in the world, with a majestic yet vague appearance. The moment it appeared, countless thunders burst out with great joy.

"Boss Jiang, the power of faith you have injected is too strong. If you continue like this, your body will probably collapse!"

Lei Ming floated beside Jiang Jue and spoke in an anxious tone.

At this moment, Jiang Jue seemed to have turned into a bloody man, with bright red blood constantly oozing out, but every inch of his skin, flesh, and bones became crystal clear under this power.

"Keep adding!"

Jiang Jue felt the intense pain coming from his body and clenched his teeth. Instead of stopping, he mobilized more power of faith and injected it into the divine seed in the sea of ​​​​spirituality.

At the same time, Jiang Jue frantically practiced the Infallible Golden Body Technique. The shadow behind him gradually shrank and moved towards Jiang Jue. Mysterious purple-gold runes gradually spread on Jiang Jue's skin, and even his hair was reflected in purple.

"In that case, I, Lei Ming, will sacrifice my life to accompany you, Boss Jiang, to go crazy for once today!"

Upon seeing this, Lei Ming made up his mind, and the purple-gold thunder once again continued to connect to the forbidden soul skill - the descent of the Thunder God!
"Use the divine seed as the root, the power of faith as the source, and break through the soul realm!"

"With the body as the foundation and the power of faith as the source, break through the realm of the golden body!"

"And that fulcrum is you, Thundergod Shadow, give it to me, Condense!!!"

Jiang Jue felt the changes in his whole body, a look of determination appeared in his eyes, and he frantically concentrated on the phantom of the Thunder God behind him.

He never forgot that only gods can fight against gods. With his mortal strength, it is impossible for him to hurt Tang San, let alone this divine consciousness with the strength of a first-level god.

But today, he will truly experience the power of God!

When the Infallible Golden Body is cultivated to the highest and most extreme level of the Golden Body, one will have a body infinitely close to the god level. Jiang Jue is now going to use the power of faith to raise this limit infinitely again.

The divine seed of the Lord of Emotions, infused with the power of faith, can be temporarily transformed into divine consciousness, allowing the mental power to reach the realm of God.

But these two points also need a fulcrum of balance, and this fulcrum is the forbidden magical skill given to him after the awakening of Thunder's bloodline, the coming of the Thunder God!
"Come! Let me see what this divine realm is like today!"

Jiang Jue roared in his heart and continued to compress the shadow of the Thunder God behind him into his body. The purple-gold runes on his body surface also became more dazzling.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Above the sky, the space continued to tremble and explode, and waves of violent aftermath spread outward, turning the gold and silver in the sky upside down. Large areas of black void were shattered, and purple, black and azure constantly collided and intertwined, and divine power gushed out.

"Bibi Dong, is this the result of your ten thousand years of lingering life? You've become even weaker!"

The piercing sound of swords and horses rang out, and Tang San, holding the halberd in both hands, chopped down at Bibi Dong fiercely. Blue light burst out, as if wrapped in an endless ocean.

"Boom!"

Bibi Dong's pale hands tightly grasped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. The faint light filled with evil power kept flickering, and the sharp light suddenly gushed out and smashed together with the halberd's light.

But after blocking the attack, Bibi Dong's consciousness became even more illusory, and her whole figure kept retreating, with an imperceptible hint of fatigue on her pretty face.

With only a wisp of consciousness left, she is indeed no match for Tang San now.

"Ten thousand years ago, I failed to wipe out the remnants of your evil Martial Soul Empire. Today is the perfect time to get rid of this trouble. If you obediently hand over the Rakshasa throne, this God King can still give you a decent treatment."

Tang San held the golden trident horizontally in front of him, with a cold light in his eyes, but when he mentioned the position of Rakshasa, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

His power in the God Realm is insufficient. If he could have one more first-level main god under his command, he would be one step closer to his goal of controlling the God Realm.

"The Evil Spirit Empire? If I remember correctly, after you became a spirit master, you also led the Spirit Hall to help, right? Now you have labeled it as evil. This is really hypocrisy to the extreme."

Bibi Dong adjusted the divine power surging in her body, and then said sarcastically, "What's more, after the destruction of the Spirit Hall, is there still a spirit master organization that can help ordinary civilians awaken their spirits for free? Is this what you consider a prosperous age? Have you forgotten your roots after you've had enough?"

"Sharp-tongued!"

Tang San's face darkened when he heard this, and he let out a low cry.

"I am where I am today because of my teacher's teachings. What does this have to do with your Spirit Hall?"

"What about your teacher? Did you take him to the divine realm to enjoy a peaceful life, or did you stay in the lower realm and die of old age?"

Bibi Dong's pale red lips curled up into a sneer, and the mockery in her eyes was self-evident.

"How dare you! You are just a defeated general, yet you dare to lie!"

When Tang San heard this, his expression kept changing, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and he slashed at Bibi Dong again with the golden trident in hand.

"It seems that we still have to use that move, but this is also good, wasn't this move prepared for Tang San in the first place?"

Bibi Dong raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand again, whispered in her heart, and there was a sense of relief in her purple eyes.

"Come and fight!"

"Ghost Demon Rakshasa!"

Bibi Dong wiped her palm across the sharp blade of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and in an instant, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe glowed again, and the surrounding space appeared with intricate fragments of space, like broken blood-stained lenses, spreading towards Tang San.

"To consume spiritual consciousness in exchange for attacking is extremely foolish!"

A sneer flashed across Tang San's lips, and he slashed out with his left hand, sending out a halberd-like light. A wave of uncertain wind flew out, and then he waved his right hand, and overwhelming blue-gold vines wrapped around Bibi Dong.

"Blue silver cage!"

"Blue silver entanglement!"

He knew very well that once Bibi Dong started to consume her spiritual energy, it would not last long. He only needed to consume it and wait for her to die naturally.

As for Jiang Jue below, he was even less worried. How could a mere mortal go against a god!

"Whoosh!"

The blue-gold vines were cut off by the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, but their large number did slow down Bibi Dong's pace.

Time passed bit by bit, Tang San kept urging the Blue Silver Grass to wrap around Bibi Dong. He could clearly feel that Bibi Dong's aura was getting weaker.

The speed at which Bibi Dong swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand gradually slowed down, and her consciousness gradually became illusory, as it was wrapped by layers of blue silver grass.

"Well, this farce should end now. Bibi Dong, it's time for you to accept your punishment!"

Tang San looked at the scene before him, a smug smile emerged on his face, he slowly stepped into the void, the golden trident in his hand bursting out with dazzling light, and went towards Bibi Dong.

A mere weak remnant soul is inferior to him in terms of level and quality, so how could it be his opponent?

But just as Tang San approached the large group of blue silver grass, a cloud of extremely dark smoke suddenly burst out, and a huge purple-gold spider suddenly rushed out, breaking through the space in an instant, and instantly enveloped Tang San in its body.

"Is this... a combination of the Death Spider King and the Soul Devouring Spider King?"

"No, Bibi Dong, you actually burned your spiritual consciousness!"

As the blue silver grass in front of him shattered, a ball of bright flame emerged from it. That ball of bright flame seemed to be able to burn everything in the world.

(End of this chapter)