Douluo: Summon the God and Demon Li Xin, Thousand Flows Tremble

Chapter 194: Hellfire Sun Wukong, fighting against the two Douluo Demon Subduers!

Seeing that the Spirit Hall army was at a disadvantage, the Seventh Lord, Subduing Demon Douluo, and the Sixth Lord, Thousand Strength Douluo frowned at the same time.

Two figures flew out from Jialing Pass like lightning, and a powerful aura swept the entire place in an instant.

The Demon-Subduing Douluo held a long red stick with red light lingering on it. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind whistled and the space was distorted.

Qianjun Douluo held a long blue staff, and every time he swung it, it was like thunder and the earth shook.

As soon as the two of them appeared, they rushed towards the core of the Xuanyong army. Wherever they passed, Xuanyong soldiers were blown away by the powerful force.

The Xuanyong army, which had been so powerful, suddenly slowed down in its offensive.

The Demon-Subduing Douluo roared loudly: "Don't even think about breaking through Jialing Pass!"

Qianjun Douluo also shouted: "Today is the day you die!"

When the soldiers of the Spirit Hall saw the two priests taking action, their morale was immediately boosted. They shouted and reorganized their defenses, launching a more intense confrontation with the Xuanyong army.

The Demon-Subduing Douluo and the Thousand-Strength Douluo displayed their violent strength and overwhelming momentum.

The hearts of the Xuanyong soldiers were instantly filled with fear.

Their originally determined eyes began to show panic, and the hands holding the weapons began to tremble unconsciously.

"Two Super Douluo attack together! What a terrifying power!"

"Can we resist it?"

The originally tight formation began to loosen.

Some soldiers even forgot to attack and just stared blankly at the two Super Douluos, as if they were frozen.

In the chaos, Xuan Yong's generals shouted at all costs, trying to stabilize the morale of the army: "Don't be afraid! Maintain the formation!"

But the opponent's power was too strong, and the soldiers' fighting spirit was crushed at this moment by the powerful strength of the two Super Douluo.

Unless a Super Douluo comes to stop the two priests, the Xuanyong army will not be able to attack Guanzhong at all.

Bibi Dong stood on the top of Jialing Pass, looking at Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo who were showing their might above the battlefield. The corners of her mouth lifted up slightly, revealing a smug smile.

Her beautiful and majestic face was filled with pride and confidence at the moment, and she thought to herself: "You are worthy of being the elder of my Spirit Hall. Such strength is enough to scare the Xuanyong army away."

Hu Liena stood beside Bibi Dong, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement, and said, "Your Holiness, the two Douluo masters Qianjun Jiangmo are indeed very powerful. The Xuanyong army is simply vulnerable in front of them."

The other Spirit Hall elders nearby also echoed the sentiment, praising the performance of the two Douluo Qianjun and Jiangmo.

In their eyes, the two Douluo Qianjun and the Demon Subduing Douluo were like two insurmountable mountains, blocking the attack of the Xuanyong army and demonstrating the majesty of the Spirit Hall.

"I, Old Sun, am here!" a loud shout resounded throughout the battlefield.

I saw a beam of fire falling from the sky.

A tall and mighty figure wrapped in blazing flames appeared in front of everyone.

He was surrounded by blazing flames, as if he was a demon that had escaped from the depths of purgatory.

He is tall and strong, with bulging muscles and full of explosive power.

Every muscle has clear lines, as if it were made of fine steel.

His face seemed to be carved by fire, with sharp edges and corners, revealing determination and courage.

His eyes flashed with red-gold light, like burning flames, and wherever his gaze went, it seemed as if it could burn everything to ashes.

The golden hoop on the head shone with a strange red glow, blending with the flames.

Her long fiery red hair fluttered wildly like a burning cloud of fire.

He was wearing heavy armor with boiling magma flowing on it, emitting suffocating heat.

The shoulder guards were like burning mountains, sharp and fierce. The Ruyi Jingu Cudgel in his hand was wrapped in flames, and the rod was red, as if it had just been taken out of a furnace, so hot that it was intimidating.

He glanced at the battlefield, seeing the panic of the Xuanyong army and the arrogance of the Spirit Hall, he grinned and revealed a look of disdain.

"What kind of evildoer is so arrogant here!"

He shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

His figure flashed, and he instantly rushed towards Demon-Subduing Douluo and Qianjun Douluo. He swung the golden hoop in his hand violently, bringing up a gust of wind and flames, as if he was going to turn the world upside down.

It is also a stick-type martial spirit.

But even with the combined efforts of Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo, they were unable to withstand the opponent's attack!
"So strong!"

"who are you?"

The two brothers were knocked away by a stick and stood in the air, looking at the person who came with caution.

"I am your grandpa Sun Wukong! Level 99, Ultimate Douluo, Martial Spirit, Ruyi Jingu Bang!"

When Sun Wukong fully displayed his terrifying strength, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo's faces were instantly filled with disbelief.

Their eyes widened, and the powerful soul power surging around Sun Wukong was reflected in their pupils!

"Level ninety-nine! How can you think so highly of my two brothers?"

"Both of us brothers are only level 96!"

Bibi Dong's originally calm face also showed a crack at this moment. She frowned and stared at Sun Wukong, secretly shocked in her heart:

"How is this possible? Sending out a Level 99 Ultimate Douluo to join the battle right after the battle begins? Doesn't he need to be the last to appear?"

Hu Liena was also shocked: "Is it just a bluff, or are the generals they sent this time really all at the Ultimate Douluo level?"

Everyone in the Spirit Hall was whispering to each other, and panic was spreading among them.

"Sending Ultimate Douluo right after the fight? Don't your Ultimate Douluo want money?"

"How can we resist such a powerful force?"

As for the Xuanyong army, after a brief moment of shock, there was a burst of cheers.

They seemed to see the dawn of victory and their morale instantly boosted.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo attacked together!
"The eighth soul skill, a critical throw!"

"The eighth soul skill, Demon Subduing Coiled Dragon Circle!"

Qianjun Douluo was seen holding up his blue Panlong Stick with both hands, his soul power gathered crazily, and the stick was shining with light, as if it carried a tremendous force.

With a loud shout from him, the Panlong Stick flew out of his hand and smashed towards the Xuanyong army like a meteor.

Wherever it passed, the air was squeezed and made a sharp explosion sound.

At the same time, the Demon-Subduing Douluo was not willing to be outdone.

He waved the long stick in his hand, infusing it with soul power. The long stick instantly transformed into a huge coiled dragon, pouncing towards the enemy with bared fangs and claws.

Panlong was surrounded by black mist, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

For a moment, the battlefield was brightly lit, and the powerful soul power fluctuations made the earth tremble.

All the generals and soldiers of Xuanyong changed their expressions.

Fortunately, this soul skill is not directed at me.

Sun Wukong was facing the attack of these two powerful soul skills alone, and the situation became grim.

(End of this chapter)