Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 252 How will Li Zhexian and Qian Renxue handle this? Intruding into the territory of the Evil Eye Tyrant.
Inside the Angel Temple.

Qian Renxue's fingertips held half a cup of cold tea.

Turn to the latest page of "The Legend of Sword and Wine".

Sudden.

The wind chimes on the table tinkled.

She was unaware that an ice crystal swing had materialized three feet in front of her.

"Tsk tsk, someone's already written a book about that kid?"

Guangling Douluo sat casually on the swing, munching on a crimson spirit fruit, and said with a grin:
"Judging from this situation..."

"In a few days, someone might want to build a shrine for him and gild his statue!"

Qian Renxue's pretty face suddenly flushed red. She quickly closed the book and scolded her playfully:

"Fifth Grandfather has arrived, but he didn't even inform Xue'er!"

With a burst of cold air from his palm, Guangling Douluo used the force to propel the swing, swaying leisurely.

"I didn't even try to hide my footsteps, Xue'er, you were just staring at me so intently!"

He paused slightly, then continued:
"The Spirit Hall has been making a big move recently, and will be re-electing the seven major sects."

“That kid Li Zhexian has close ties with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Family, and the Wind Sword School.”

"Given his nature, he would definitely interfere."

click-

The ice crystal swing shattered with a crash.

The Radiant Douluo also vanished.

A wisp of cold air lingered for a moment before the towering snow.

Immediately.

The two largest and reddest spiritual fruits in the fruit plate in front of her disappeared.

"Hey, I can't just come all this way for nothing!"

Qian Renxue was already used to this grandfather's casualness, and shook her head with a smile.

Her golden eyes gradually darkened.

That woman's convening of the Seven Sovereigns was certainly not without ulterior motives...

The purpose is simply to use this opportunity to remove sects that do not submit to the Spirit Hall from the list of the Seven Sects, and then support a few obedient ones to take the top position.

If it gains the support of more than half of the seven major sects.

The Spirit Hall could then rightfully establish itself as a nation.

His ambition to conquer the world could no longer be concealed.

"Li Zhexian..."

Qian Renxue slowly clenched her slender hands, a hint of bitterness flashing across her beautiful face.

She had only rested for a short while.

But then he got up again.

Head to the land of the angels' trials.

"Completing the three tests of the angels is far from enough..."

"If I were strong enough, perhaps I could change everything..."

"Hehe, it's so sweet!"

Guangling Douluo walked briskly out of the corridor.

Outside the temple gate.

The three honored Azure Phoenix Douluo and the four honored Lion Douluo stood with furrowed brows.

"Guangling, last time you, Qianjun, and Jiangmo searched for Li Zhexian, didn't he explicitly refuse to join the Hall of Worship?"

The lion-like warrior has fiery red hair and a deep, resonant voice.

Light Feather Douluo nodded:
"Yes."

"If that's the case, why bother telling Xue'er?"

Lion Douluo raised his red hair and frowned, saying:

"Although the Hall of Offerings does not obey Bibi Dong's orders, it ultimately belongs to the Spirit Hall."

"If in the future we truly find ourselves at war with Li Zhexian..."

"How are you expecting Xue'er to put herself in this situation?"

Guangling Douluo paused in his act of eating fruit.

A rare serious expression appeared on that handsome face that usually carried a hint of cynicism:

How should one conduct oneself?

"Xue'er has finally met someone she likes. Should she hesitate and be afraid of 'what if' since it hasn't happened yet?"

"if……"

"If one day the Spirit Hall really needs us old guys to go to the battlefield, then let's go!"

"As for Xue'er and Li Zhexian..."

"Let them decide for themselves!"

"Living in the moment is true happiness!"

Guangling Douluo took a few steps forward.

They arrived beside Lion Douluo and Azure Phoenix Douluo.

He opened his palm.

The core of the spirit fruit was a little overripe.

"This spiritual fruit..."

"It would have been perfect if I had eaten it a few days earlier."

"Such a sweet taste, it's such a waste to wait until it rots before eating it."

The Light Feather Douluo hummed a little tune as he walked away into the distance.

A hint of a smile flickered across Qingluan Douluo's cold face.

"It's rare to see Guangling being reasonable." "In that case, let's just let Xue'er have her way."

"If things change in the future, we few will take the blame for her."

The lion-like Douluo's thick eyebrows were furrowed into knots.

a long time.

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Xue'er suffered a lot when she was a child."

"It's true that Li Zhexian has become much more cheerful."

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo emerged from around the corner of the corridor.

"Third brother, fourth brother, I told you before that we should let Xue'er and Li Zhexian take their natural course."

"Who can predict the future?"

There must be a solution that satisfies both sides.

In the evil forest.

Li Zhexian rode on the Yazi, searching for a suitable soul beast.

The ice book given to us by the Snow Emperor did indeed come in handy.

As the saying goes.

One side raises one person.

This principle also applies to soul beasts.

If he were in the Star Dou Great Forest, Li Zhexian would confidently say that he recognized the vast majority of soul beasts, and he knew even the rare beasts tainted by the aura of gods like the back of his hand.

But along the way...

The many soul beasts encountered in the Demon Forest.

However, most of them were unfamiliar species that he couldn't name.

The only way to identify it is by constantly comparing it with the ice book.

"The Ten-Thousand-Year Sword Demon Vine is indeed a good match for a sword spirit, but it's just too mediocre..."

"The Evil Lotus Sword Heart Beast of Ten Thousand Years, its soul skills are probably all sword moves, I don't think much of it..."

"The Evil Eye Tyrant of Ten Thousand Years... Hmm..."

On a page covered in frost.

A phantom of a soul beast appeared, with a single eye occupying most of its body and countless gray tentacles hanging down from its body.

Li Zhexian's eyes sparkled.

"The same race as the Evil Eye Tyrant, and also the dominant race in the Demon Forest."

"The Evil Emperor has hundreds of offspring, the strongest of which is already 100,000 years old..."

"Unfortunately, it still falls short..."

He frowned.

The Evil Eye Tyrant clan has a single attribute: they excel at mental attacks.

He had already grasped the essence of spiritual sword intent.

Adding another soul ring of the same type would only make it seem useless.

This won't work either!

That's not good either!

It wasn't that Li Zhexian had overly high standards.

His spirit ring configuration was simply too astonishing...

The third soul ring was the Dragon-Headed Sword Falcon imbued with divine energy; the fourth soul skill came from the immortal plant Life Tribulation Lotus, which only used one move in its lifetime; and the fifth soul ring was the slaying auspicious beast, the Sword-Bearing Yazi.

This sixth spirit ring...

Li Zhexian was unwilling to compromise.

A foul wind howled in my ears.

In the short time he hesitated, Xiao Yazi had already run a thousand feet away.

Wait until he comes to his senses.

Only then did I realize how eerily quiet this forest was.

Apart from the roar of the fierce battle between the Evil Emperor, the Snow Emperor, and the Ice Emperor at the edge of the sky, there was not a trace of any living creature in the surrounding area.

The entire forest was covered in snow.

However, the snow accumulation here is three times thinner than elsewhere.

"not good!"

"We've trespassed into the territory of a powerful soul beast!"

Li Zhexian's expression changed drastically, and he shouted urgently:
"Little Yazi, back off!"

The voice just fell.

"hiss--!"

A piercing shriek, originating from the same source as the Evil Emperor, ripped through the silence.

A massive, crimson spiritual torrent swept in, crumbling ancient trees and pulverizing rocks wherever it passed.

"Humph!"

Li Zhexian snorted coldly.

The little Yazi beneath him understood immediately, and with a powerful kick of its four hooves, it leaped into the air for several dozen feet.

Zheng——!
The Azure Lotus Sword was suddenly obtained.

The Dazhui point has a sword-like structure, its sword energy soaring to the sky.

"The Seventh Form of the Azure Lotus Sword Song - Boundless Thoughts!"

Fighting mental power with mental power!

Seven swords embodying sword intent slashed through the air!

The Azure Lotus Sword in Li Zhexian's hand instantly became transparent!

Wherever the sword passed, space distorted, consciousness became disordered, and with the force of collapse, the sword struck down!
(End of this chapter)