Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

"snort!"

But just then, a cold snort rang out.

Then a crimson-gold light rapidly expanded in all directions, and the incoming soul-guided cannonballs abruptly stopped some distance from the train.

The light of the soul-guided cannonball dimmed instantly, and then cracks appeared on its body. It shattered completely, turning into a pile of scrap metal.

It was completely shattered by that sound just now.

At the same time, the people in each carriage reacted after hearing the commotion and immediately assumed fighting stances.

They also clearly saw where the attacking enemy was! It was a large army composed of mechs.

There were over a hundred mechs attacking, and the lead mech was strikingly black!

Each mech has a skull mark on its chest, and the most striking feature of that skull is the green flame-like pattern burning in the eye sockets.

It is the Green Skull, the resistance organization of the Star Luo Continent!

However, unlike the Black-level mecha in Douluo Continent, this Black-level mecha is modeled after a unique soul beast of Star Luo Continent—the Dire Wolf. Its claws and teeth attached to its four legs look extremely sharp.

He led his mecha legion toward the train, but when he saw the soul-guided train emitting a golden light, the soul-guided shells seemed to go silent.

The red mech froze, its movements abruptly halting. Having already prepared for an attack, its boosters blazed brightly as it tried to quickly distance itself from the soul-guided train.

"Since you've all chosen to die, then you can all stay here."

A cold voice came from the Soul Guidance Train, and a figure appeared in the sky above the train.

He was a burly old man; even through his clothes, one could feel the outline of his muscles, bulging like dragons and containing explosive power, beneath his ancient robes.

Although his hair was already gray, unlike the usual listless old man, this old man was surprisingly vigorous!

His deep eyes shone with a sharp, piercing light, without the slightest hint of turbidity.

At this moment, he was coldly surveying the strange beast-shaped mechs in the sky that were frantically unleashing their firepower. There was no panic in his eyes, only the icy rage of a powerful being provoked by ants!

However, the old man did not summon his spirit rings, seemingly believing that there was no need to use their power to deal with these mechs.

The old man's figure blurred, transforming into a golden streak, and he shot towards the group of mechs in the sky like lightning. His speed was so great that his figure was almost invisible.

Dozens of mechs fired their soul-guided beams at him relentlessly, but he didn't even bother to dodge, easily blocking all the attacks without sustaining a scratch.

He charged into the swarm of mechs, his hands moving like blades, wielding them rapidly, each attack shattering a mech to pieces. Under his onslaught, the mechs instantly collapsed.

Even the black-level mecha that tried to escape was grabbed back by his pair of soul power hands. Then, the powerful black-level mecha was torn apart by the old man's bare hands, as if it were made of paper. Its body disintegrated and parts flew everywhere.

Strangely, after dealing with the mecha, the old man did not withdraw his martial spirit. Instead, he continued to slowly scan the surroundings of the soul-guided train with his calm yet sharp gaze.

Suddenly, after sensing the movement of the aura in the shadows, the old man smiled disdainfully.

"Ha, you're asking for it."

Nine spirit rings, six black and three red, rose from the old man's feet, and dazzling golden light emanated from his body.

Just then, a soft "ding" was heard, and a figure appeared beside the old man. This figure was like a ghost and moved extremely fast.

The man held a scarlet dagger, its surface gleaming with an eerie light, and silently stabbed towards Song Yanming.

However, the next second, his dagger could not advance an inch further, as it was blocked by his body.

The assassin was immediately alarmed, and just as he was about to break free from the old man's embrace,

Suddenly, he felt a terrifying pressure coming on, and his breath caught in his throat. He was terrified. He could feel that his connection with his body was becoming weaker.

The assassin's heart tightened. His survival instinct made him instantly circulate his soul power, just about to unleash his soul skill to break free from this terrifying restraint.

Just then, the old man's deep and mocking voice rang in his ears like thunder: "You've really lived a long time, you've seen all sorts of things, there's actually someone who can fight a Body Sect Soul Master in close combat."

His voice was full of disdain and contempt.

As the old man spoke, he slowly turned around, his gaze piercing the assassin like a cold glint, a ferocious smile appearing on his face, like a demon from hell.

"Boy, let this old man teach you how to fight." His words carried an undeniable air of dominance and confidence.

As soon as they finished speaking, their figures shot into the sky like shooting stars. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in the air.

All Zuo Qiulun and his companions could hear were piercing screams coming from high above, sounds that seemed to come from hell, sending chills down their spines.

The screams were mixed with the sounds of bones shattering and soul power exploding; each sound was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

Finally, the two reappeared in everyone's sight.

The old man was carrying what appeared to be a person, if it could still be called a person.

The assassin's body was covered in wounds, his flesh was mangled and bloody, and his bones were broken into several pieces, some even piercing through his skin and flesh. Blood splattered everywhere like a fountain.

Her hair was disheveled and scattered across her face, obscuring her features, which were no longer recognizable as human.

Seeing the injuries, everyone gasped in horror, imagining just how bloody and gruesome the scene must have been.

The old man coldly tossed the assassin to Elder Peng Song, his voice low and firm: "He's still breathing. Interrogate him properly."

Peng Song replied respectfully, "Yes, Elder." He caught the assassin steadily with both hands, his eyes revealing a hint of respect.

This old man was none other than Song Yanming, the current Grand Elder of the Body Sect, a level 98 Super Douluo, and a contemporary Golden Body Douluo—a super strong individual in the Body Sect second only to the sect leader, Mu Ye.

He was the one who blocked the rain of soul-guided cannonballs just now, which is why Zuo Qiulun remained so calm. He had already discovered that Zuo Qiulun was protecting him in secret through his mental power.

It can be said that as long as this old man stands here, with his terrifying defensive power, as long as the Limit Douluo of the Star Luo Continent does not make a move, they will not be able to touch them.

As for why he appeared on this seemingly ordinary exchange group train?

The reason is simple: the number of young disciples in the exchange team sent by the Body Sect this time accounts for almost half of the sect's elite younger generation!

They are the cornerstone of the Body Sect for the next few decades and the hope for the sect's revival. Naturally, the Body Sect must ensure their safety.

However, this time they were venturing deep into the heart of the Star Luo Continent, and Mu Ye needed to deal with the Federation's high-ranking officials, so it was inconvenient for him to lead the team. Therefore, the Body Sect made two arrangements.

The Third Elder, Peng Song, is the first visible insurance, while he is the ultimate insurance to ensure the safety of the Body Sect disciples this time!

In fact, according to his own plan, if there was no major danger, he would remain behind the scenes and observe silently. But he did not expect that he would need to take action on only the third day.

At this moment, the support and escort troops from surrounding cities finally arrived.

In an instant, soul-guided mechs of various colors arrived, shining brightly. Just as they were about to search for the enemy, they only saw mech wreckage and broken soul-guided devices around the train.

Looking at the belated mecha force from the Star Luo Continent, Song Yanming said with a hint of meaning, "Hmph, they've arrived just in time."

Upon hearing Song Yanming's words, the commanders of the mech units looked embarrassed. They knew they had indeed arrived too late and missed this fierce battle.

One of the commanders, steeling himself, stepped forward, saluted Song Yanming, and explained, "Your Majesty, I am truly sorry. We set off immediately after receiving the message, but encountered some obstacles along the way, which is why we are late."

Please rest assured that we will accompany you throughout the rest of the journey and will be extra vigilant to prevent this from happening again.

Song Yanming gave him a cold look and said nothing.

He knew in his heart that there must be something else going on with the Green Skull organization's precise attack, but now that he was in the heart of another country, it was not the time to investigate.

He waved his hand and said, "Alright, you guys hurry up and finish this. We still need to continue our journey to Xingluo City."

The mech soldiers immediately sprang into action, skillfully operating their mechs to begin clearing away the wreckage.