Douluo: Lucky Star lost 700 games in a row at the beginning, and the harvest

"In my eyes, there is only light and justice."

"I am both light and justice!"

"boom……"

"It doesn't matter, this guy is really the young master! Only a six-winged angel can speak with such confidence!"

"One yellow, two purple and one black, you are worthy of being the young master!"

The Palace Master nodded and murmured.

After thinking for a while, the hall master shouted devoutly:

"Light will always prevail, and justice will prevail!"

Obviously, this temple master is a fanatical believer of the Angel God.

"Light will always prevail, and justice will prevail!"

"Light will always prevail, and justice will prevail!"

"The light will last forever..."

Although he didn't know what his own palace master was doing, since he had already shouted, if he didn't say something, he would be in trouble.

Although I didn't know what my colleagues were doing, they all shouted, and if I didn't say something, I would be out of touch.

Just like that, the people from the Spirit Hall, who originally came to arrest people, ended up all shouting devoutly, "Light will last forever, justice will prevail."

These words were the aspirations uttered by the Angel God before he set out to wipe out the "darkness" of the entire Douluo Continent.

Therefore, it is also widely spread by the believers of Angel God.

Qian Renxue: How about I leave?

"This old guy..."

Flanders looked at the eyes of the master of the Soto City Spirit Hall, and then turned his attention to Zhu Rong. He thought to himself:

"Could this kid really be a member of the Qian family?"

Although Flanders is not a member of the Spirit Hall, he still has a certain understanding of the Qian family.

After all, his good brother Yu Xiaogang, even the Saint of the Spirit Hall, the current Pope...

Zhu Rong's eyes turned golden, his expression did not change at all. He raised the Blade of Judgment high, looking down on everyone. Amid the calls from the Spirit Hall, he shouted:

"Meet the judgment!"

Chapter 95 Bond: Enemy, activated!

Due to the call from the Spirit Hall and the figure in the sky.

More and more people are coming to the Rose Hotel to watch the show.

"Meet the judgment!"

The voice of the Holy Spirit, light, and justice resounds in the air, and those who believe in light feel as if they are basking in the spring breeze.

Those who turn their backs on light are like a thorn in the throat.

Ru Meng had already been forced to fall to the ground at this moment.

He looked at the figure in the sky, unable to stop feeling fear, and trembling all over.

"How is it possible! His martial spirit, his spirit ring..."

There was a deep sense of disbelief in Ru Meng's frightened eyes.

Dai Mubai, who was being thrown down by the Eighth Stage, said: No one really cares about me anymore, right?

Zhu Rong moved, locking his mental power on Ru Meng, and gently swung the Blade of Judgment burning with golden flames.

"Ru Meng, be careful!"

When Tang San saw this, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He shouted and pounced towards Ru Meng.

Only he truly understood how strange Zhu Rong's martial spirit was. That kind of silent attack was impossible to block or avoid.

"what……"

Even though Tang San used his full strength to perform Shadow Phantom, he was still a step late.

As Zhu Rong swung the Blade of Judgment, golden flames appeared on Ru Meng's body.

"Zhu Rong, you!!!"

Seeing Ru Meng rolling on the ground in pain, Tang San felt as if something was broken in his heart, and tears of snow flowed from the corners of his eyes.

With trembling hands, he pointed at Zhurong in the sky, and his voice sounded like the evil hum from hell.

"I, Tang San, swear that in this life, the next life, and eternity, I will fight you till death!"

The purple Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand also began to change from the root at this moment.

The blue silver grass was wrapped in black lines, and gradually, it changed from purple to black...

If it was ten thousand years later, Tang San's transformation could be directly defined as an evil soul master.

But this was ten thousand years ago. As long as Tang San didn't do anything outrageous, burning, killing, and looting...

The Spirit Hall will not care about such things as "spirit mutation".

After all, when it comes to evil spirits, there are really few people who can compare to the current Pope, Bibi Dong.

Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, Death Spider Emperor, which of these two martial spirits is less evil?

These two soul beasts are almost universally hated in the soul beast world...

Zhu Rong, who wanted to light the fire for Tang San, was suddenly stunned.

The prompt sound ringing wildly in his mind made him subconsciously stop his actions.

"Congratulations to the host for lighting up the bond."

"The host and Tang San form a bond: rivals."

"Enemy, lit up."

"Congratulations to the host for winning the reward."

“Gained Passive: Nemesis.”

Nemesis: When Tang San is in the enemy camp, the host's overall attributes will increase by 50%.

When Tang San is in his own camp, this bond is temporarily invalid.

"???"

This is the second time Zhu Rong has activated his bond over the years.

The first time was to form a "grandfather and grandson" bond with Old Jack, and be rewarded with "God King Garen".

The second time, he actually formed a "rival" bond with Tang San, and was rewarded with the "rival" passive.

"Hiss, this passive is quite interesting!"

Seeing the passive effect of "Enemy", Zhu Rong couldn't help but take a breath and murmured:

"If I were to throw Tang San to the other side when I was fighting with a strong man, wouldn't that be equivalent to increasing my strength by 50% out of thin air?"

Having said that, it also depends on whether Tang San cooperates.

But judging from the current relationship between Tang San and Zhu Rong, Zhu Rong's idea is very likely to come true.

The enemy of my enemy is our own people.

"Hey, why did his aura suddenly surge so much?"

The higher-level soul masters felt the change in Zhu Rong's aura and their pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Because Zhu Rong did not use any soul skills, his aura began to surge. There is only one truth!

"He had hidden his strength before!"

"No, we can't go on like this, otherwise Tang San and Ru Meng will probably die here today. Oh, and Mu Bai..."

When Flanders saw this, he felt panicked and felt that he could no longer continue watching the show.

"But if I take action, will it offend them?"

Flanders glanced at the people from the Wuhun Hall in Soto City and thought to himself.

The old hall master may not be as strong as Flanders, but the Spirit Hall has more people and more power.

If Flanders openly offended the Spirit Hall, he would have no place in Soto City.

These people can't do anything to him, but there are definitely many people in the Spirit Hall who can kill him...

"Hey, why do you have to mess with the Qian family when there are so many other people you can mess with?"

After Flanders sighed, he released his martial spirit and flew towards the center of the "battlefield".

A powerful Soul Saint-level warrior suddenly intervened, instantly detonating the entire scene.

"Flanders, you dare!"

Upon seeing this, the master of the Wuhun Hall of Soto City roared loudly, and his own Wuhun was released in an instant.

His momentum pressed towards Flanders.

As a Soul Saint-level warrior, Flanders also founded a "three-no" academy. The Spirit Hall had already known his strength and identity.

Because Flanders is very powerful, and Shrek’s teachers are no pushovers.

The Spirit Hall then gave them face and did not forcibly demolish these academies.

"Palace Master, I have no ill intentions. These children are my Shrek students after all. It's okay for them to fight and play. There's no need to kill them."

Flanders spread his hands and said helplessly.

He didn't want to take the risk of offending the Spirit Hall, but he had no choice.

Not to mention Tang San and Rumeng, with Dai Mubai's identity, he absolutely cannot be allowed to die here!

A prince of a country was killed in broad daylight on the street. Doesn’t the Xing Luo Empire have any shame?