The young man who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Meng Hongchen was very talkative and very familiar with Jialing City. After leaving the Ye Se Bar, he took her to visit many places.
He was a veteran in the love field, and he spoke those corny love words very naturally and fluently. Since the young man's appearance did not meet the bottom line for mate selection, Meng Hongchen felt nauseous after listening to him. She couldn't help but tap her toes on the ground. She only endured it by hypnotizing herself that this was Ling Bai confessing his love to her.
It was extremely dark. The young man and Meng Hongchen were walking on the streets of Jialing City. They tried to hold hands or hug each other's waists several times, but Meng Hongchen avoided them without leaving a trace.
The young man didn't care. His purpose wasn't to take advantage of him. He smiled gently and said:
"Miss, it's late at night, we should spend a good night."
"I hope you won't let me down."
Meng Hongchen said in a joking tone.
"Of course, I also have the highest expectations for you, Miss."
The young man was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was never cold. He stood up and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.
There was no love hotel or luxurious villa ahead of the young man, only a quiet and secluded path. Meng Hongchen seemed relaxed on the surface, but his vigilance gradually increased.
The path was too quiet, and the two disappeared at the end of the road, as if swallowed by the night.
"Miss, have you just arrived in Jialing City?" the young man suddenly asked.
"Yes, this is the site of an ancient battlefield. I planned to come and take a look." Meng Hongchen answered casually.
The young man stopped walking, his expression twisted slightly, and he said with excitement and contempt: "As soon as she entered Jialing City, she seduced men everywhere. Including me, she left with four different men in four days. The lustful sin in the young lady is really strong..."
Purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, circle after circle of soul rings rose from under his feet. These six soul rings that exceeded the limit foreshadowed the young man's unusual identity. There was a bloodstained hook on his hand.
Meng Hongchen was not nervous or panicked, but said calmly: "I heard that a lot of beautiful women have died in Jialing City recently. It's all your fault."
"They deserve it!"
The young man completely tore off his hypocritical mask, revealing his true identity as an evil soul master. He spun the bloody soul-stealing hook in his hand, and his voice suddenly became louder:
"Look at you, with soft skin, perfect figure, and a beautiful face that looks like it was painted by God himself. But why, why are you as lustful as them?
But it just so happens that I have sensed the secret of Jialing City that has been buried for thousands of years. As long as I use the sinful souls as sacrifices, I can control them. I will be invincible in the world. Those women died worthy deaths, because their souls were filled with the sin of lust!"
When the young man wanted to attack Meng Hongchen, he was suddenly stunned because he saw a pair of terrifying blood-red pupils. The long wine-red hair was now stained with a strange pale color. Zhu Qing was possessed by the Ice Toad!
"Finally admitted it, the evil soul master soul harvester..."
Meng Hongchen smiled coldly, and the young man instantly bent like a big bow and flew out. He was hit by a high kick, Bao Kun!
Any male creature who gets hit in the vitals will be in excruciating pain, and the evil soul master is no exception. The young man half-knelt on the ground and howled miserably. His voice was so loud that it could be heard three miles away, and anyone who heard it would feel sad.
Meng Hongchen had no sympathy for this evil soul master who had dozens of innocent lives on his hands. He jumped up and kicked in the air, hitting the wrist of the young man who was holding the soul-stealing hook.
She landed on one foot and spun with the help of inertia. Her short skirt looked like a blooming lotus and her straight white legs brought up a sharp wind. This time it was a roundhouse kick. The sound of the young man's forehead cracking was heard. He flew three meters on the spot and landed in the mud, completely losing the ability to resist.
After Meng Hongchen finished this series of actions, he wiped the blood from the tip of his shoe with disgust. Two figures walked out of the darkness, and Xiao Hongchen looked at the young man's distorted face.
"Dare you scold my sister?"
A knee strike caused blood to splatter in the face, and the young man immediately howled miserably in pain, with snot and tears mixed in a pool of red.
Ling Bai handed Meng Hongchen a long coat and reminded Xiao Hongchen, "The evil soul master has strange abilities. To be on the safe side, you don't need to keep the whole body. The more broken it is, the better."
"Just what I want."
Xiao Hongchen smiled and took out a seventh-level soul guide cannon. The icy cold metal pressed against the young man's forehead. The air vibrated slightly, and a golden-red light brewed inside the barrel.
"Who among us is the evil soul master?"
Before death, the Soul Reaper stared at Ling Bai who was giving the order and asked a question that struck his soul.
"boom--"
The strong incandescent light illuminated the dark path. The level 7 soul guide cannon bombarded at close range, leaving not even a trace of the soul reaper. It turned into a stream of air and drifted away in the night wind.
Somewhere outside Jialing City, dark fog enveloped the world. Two black shadows in the fog trembled for a moment:
"Brother, the little guy who tried to summon us with the lustful soul is dead."
"It's a pity. After being resurrected with the help of that woman's Rakshasa power, we became Rakshasa's subordinates. Rakshasa is the god who controls the evil thoughts in the world. We need those evil souls to restore their power from ten thousand years ago..."
"Brother, let's go see which bastard did this!"
"Um."
The soul reaper was blown to pieces with one shot. Xiao Hongchen blew away the white smoke from the seventh-level soul guide cannon in a showy manner. Just as he was about to say a few pretentious words, he turned around and saw Meng Hongchen yelling and begging Ling Bai for a hug.
"You're so cold!"
Xiao Hongchen angrily dragged his sister away. A dignified ice-attribute soul master would feel cold without wearing two layers of clothes. He couldn't even find a reliable excuse!
"You are so nosy!"
Meng Hongchen shook off her brother's hand, walked gracefully to Ling Bai's side, and said softly:
"Now that the Soul Reaper has been dealt with, let's stay in Jialing City for a few more days to see the ancient battlefield where two gods fought against each other ten thousand years ago. Legend has it that the Angel God, one of the four gods, is the source of the bloodline of the six-winged angels. Maybe you can find some of the Angel God's legacy."
"Can."
Ling Bai nodded slightly. He had never planned to leave Jialing City in a short time. He wanted to see who was waiting for him in Jialing City.
Meng Hongchen clenched her fists excitedly. As long as she didn't go back to Shrek Academy, she would have ample opportunities to climb into bed.
According to her observation, Ling Bai is definitely not an old-fashioned person who likes to remain chaste, otherwise after accepting Ma Xiaotao, he would definitely not allow women like Dugu Lin to get close to him. Therefore, knowing that Ling Bai is willing to accept more opposite sexes, Meng Hongchen began to have some thoughts.
Secretly glancing at his brother Xiao Hongchen who was staring at him like a thief, Meng Hongchen lowered his eyes and thought deeply about finding an opportunity to knock his brother out so that he would not disturb his home run plan.
"Boom—"
A pale flash of lightning passed by, and the three of them looked up at the sky at the same time. The white lightning spread to most of the dark sky, followed by a deafening thunderstorm.
Xiao Hongchen squeezed in between Ling Bai and Meng Hongchen, ignoring his sister's murderous gaze, and said to himself: "It's going to rain soon, let's go back to the hotel and rest."
As soon as the words fell, the rainstorm arrived as expected. The whole Jialing City became hazy in the rain. The pale and brilliant lightning imprinted the shadows of things on the ground as deeply as thick ink. The shadows of the two uninvited guests in the sky were also cast together with the three people.
This was a pair of brothers who were almost cut from the same mold, both of them were old men with white hair and beards, and looked to be over 80 years old. In their hands they held a two-foot-long stick with a golden dragon coiled around it, and on the top of the stick were nine perfectly matched soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and five black.
"Panlong Stick..."
"Super Douluo..."
The pressure at that moment actually made the Hongchen siblings feel breathless, which was definitely not something that an ordinary Titled Douluo could do. The Hongchen siblings judged that the soul power of the two old men far exceeded that of their grandfather Jing Hongchen and almost all the ninth-level soul masters of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, and reached at least the ninety-sixth level.
Xiao Hongchen stared at the two Super Douluo, while Meng Hongchen subconsciously covered her red lips. A huge fear broke out in the hearts of the brother and sister. In panic, they turned their heads to look at Ling Bai beside them. At this moment, he was their backbone.
"What should we do?"
Meng Hongchen lowered her voice. The sixth-level soul guide armor had already wrapped around that delicate body. Although it was as fragile as paper in front of the Super Douluo, it would give her a slight sense of security in her heart.
"Panlong Staff...96th level Title Douluo...Jialing Pass, these can't be the two people I remember."
Ling Bai said dimly, if the two Panlong Stick Super Douluo in front of him were really them, then things would become interesting.
"Who is it?"
Xiao Hongchen half-knelt down, with a third leg extending from behind his buttocks. Metal lumps emerged from his back. The three-legged golden toad quietly possessed his body, and countless soul guide cores floated beside him.
"Do you know the Spirit Hall?"
"When investigating the six-winged angel, I found out something by the way. The super power established by the first generation Angel God was the holy land of soul masters in Douluo Continent for a long time. It was even above the two empires of Tiandou and Xingluo. In the end, it was destroyed by Sea God Tang San and the Tiandou Empire." Xiao Hongchen said honestly.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall had seven great priests, each of whom was a Super Douluo above level ninety-five. The sixth and seventh priests were a pair of brothers. Their martial spirits were the Coiled Dragon Staff, and their spirit power was level ninety-six. Their titles were Qianjun and Jiangmo respectively."
"You are quite knowledgeable, you recognized our brothers' identities just by our martial spirits and spirit power..." Demon Subduing Douluo grinned, "Tell me, who killed the Soul Emperor who gave us so many evil souls?"
"I."
Smile in this world, hold your head high and dare to take responsibility for your actions.
"Young people still have some backbone."
Demon Subduing Douluo nodded with satisfaction, and then changed the subject: "But you blocked my path, so I must hit you back. If you can handle it, I will let you leave Jialing City. If you can't...
Remember to be more careful in your next life."
Xiao Hongchen blinked dully, and the whistling Panlong Stick suddenly reflected in his eyes. Then he remembered his current situation, and the six soul rings lit up instantly, and all the soul guides on his body were overloaded and fired!
The soul guide cannon fell on the Panlong Stick and sparked a little spark. How could a soul guide below level nine stop the Super Douluo? The Panlong Stick fell with the cannon, and the shadow still expanded in Xiao Hongchen's eyes. An unimaginable pressure broke out, and the whole Jialing City was shaken. Xiao Hongchen was like an ordinary toad, and he could only wail and die when the disaster came!
In the face of absolute strength, the soul guide that he was proud of did not play any role at all. When he felt death coming, Xiao Hongchen subconsciously stretched out his hand and waved, as if he wanted to delay the arrival of death.
The high-pitched syllables cut through the air, like a sword cutting through the water, leaving a clear mark. The golden domain expanded rapidly, covering the sky.
Xiao Hongchen's throat loosened, and the suffocating pressure was blocked by something. He fell to the ground with a thud, and when he looked up, he found that there was actually someone blocking his way!
Six-winged angel!
Ling Bai!
After escaping death, looking at the brilliant figure in the thunder and lightning, Xiao Hongchen inexplicably felt the urge to cry. He grabbed Meng Hongchen's hand and sighed, "Sister, I will never stop you from pursuing him again."
Meng Hongchen pulled Xiao Hongchen up and snorted, "Idiot brother, why didn't you tell me earlier? Isn't it a little late now?"
The two super Douluo Qianjun and Jiangmo are coming fiercely. It is unknown whether they can escape and ascend to heaven today!
"Qianjun Gongsheng, Jiangmo Gongsheng, I have heard of you for a long time."
The golden light of the angel realm swept across the heaven and earth. Ling Bai stood in the sky, holding the Holy Angel Sword in his hand. The six angel wings behind him flapped slowly. Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and red, the six soul rings and the six wings made Qianjun Douluo's pupils shrink to the size of a needle tip.
"Bang——"
The Demon-Subduing Douluo stumbled back several steps and barely stood firm, a look of surprise on his face. The violent shaking of the Panlong Stick in his hand meant that he did not gain much advantage in the fight with the Holy Sword of Angels just now.
"Seraphim..."
The two Titled Douluo stretched out their hands to touch the angel realm, as if recalling the glorious days of the past, and then a purple-black aura suddenly burst out from their bodies. The huge soul power forcibly broke through the surrounding angel realm. The dragon soul perched on the Panlong Stick seemed to come alive, and a pair of dragon eyes stared at Ling Bai, continuously releasing tremendous dragon power.
A hint of doubt flashed across Ling Bai's brows. He thought that after Qianjun Jiangmo saw the six-winged angel, not to mention that the Li clan would bow down and call Tang San the young master, at least they would not be so hostile, and the two sides could sit down and have a good talk.
Things didn't seem to be going as smoothly as imagined. The fighting spirit of the two Spirit Hall priests was still surging, and Ling Bai actually sensed an evil spirit from their soul power.
The evil spirit gave him a very familiar feeling, very much like the Death Hell Spider King!
Or, in other words, the Rakshasa God who had fallen ten thousand years ago!
Qianjun Douluo stared at Ling Bai, his tone was extremely complicated: "You and Xue'er look so similar, I should have remembered it when I saw your face...
You're back... You're back...
You have become so strong, much stronger than my elder brother and Xue'er of the same level. I believe you must be the hope for the revival of the angel clan...
But I'm very sorry, after being resurrected ten thousand years later, we can no longer disobey that woman's order, and her order is that as long as I see you...
Capture him alive immediately!"