As the night deepens, the Green Hotel becomes brightly lit.
The two evil Douluos sat opposite each other, with a table filled with exquisite food and wine in the middle. The air was filled with the rich aroma of the food, which made people's appetites grow.
"Brother Death Prison, I'll toast you again!"
Nangong Wan raised his glass to Ling Bai with a warm smile on his face.
"Brother Nangong, you are too polite."
Ling Bai smiled back, holding a glass of wine in his hand and shaking it gently.
They all have their own ulterior motives. Evil soul masters also value interpersonal relationships. The Super Evil Douluo with extreme attributes is the first of its kind in the world. Nangong Wan believes that being friends with the Death Prison Douluo can only bring benefits.
Ling Bai set his sights on the Xishui League controlled by Nangong Wan. The Xishui League was the undisputed number one underground force in the Sun-Moon Empire and had accumulated countless wealth over the years. They could even offer ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells as rewards!
Such ill-gotten gains must be handed over to the angels for purification!
The two of them toasted each other, and the atmosphere became harmonious and friendly under their deliberate efforts.
Nangong Wan saw that the scene was almost ready, and couldn't wait to say, "Brother Siyu, to be honest, our Saint Sect's leader Zhongli is eager to recruit talented people, and you are the one he wants most!
Why not wait for a better day? I'll introduce you tonight."
"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Nangong!"
Ling Bai was more eager to join the Holy Spirit Church than he was. The two of them flew high in the sky towards the Holy Spirit Church headquarters in the night.
The Holy Spirit Church headquarters is located in the underground space of the Demon Forest near Mingdu. They fell back to the ground. Nangong Wan looked at the Death Prison Bone Dragon with envy and said:
"Brother Shiyu, it's convenient for your martial soul to mimic the bone dragon. It's equivalent to keeping your martial soul's true form at its peak at all times."
Martial soul mimicry is when a soul master absorbs the first soul ring of the same type as his martial soul, allowing the martial soul to become independent from the soul master.
Soul mimicry is not some secret method. At the Soul Master Competition, the female soul master with dual control of ice and fire from the Qianling team chose this path. Nangong Wan thought that Ling Bai loved to command the mimic souls to fight.
"They both have their merits."
Ling Bai was not going to explain kindly, so he just went with the flow and said, "The martial soul mimicry can allow the martial soul to exist in the outside world for a long time, but the price is that the soul master loses the strength of the martial soul, and relies entirely on the martial soul to protect the weak body."
"Hahaha, I'm used to the spirit possession. I want to try a different style occasionally!"
Nangong Wan laughed and walked forward to lead the way, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes imperceptibly, and he secretly kept Ling Bai's words in his heart.
Weak body.
The two walked to an ordinary open space outside the Demonic Forest. Nangong Wan triggered a mechanism, and a metal door suddenly rose up. He deliberately lowered his voice and said in a deep voice:
"The Saint Lady will remain immortal, and the Saint Emperor will live forever."
"Ding ding ding!"
The password was correct, and the metal doors opened to both sides with a bang, revealing the true appearance of the Holy Spirit Church headquarters. A building complex that could be described as a palace appeared in front of Ling Bai.
The Holy Spirit Church covers an area of more than a thousand acres and is built entirely of solid granite, with all kinds of layouts extremely gorgeous.
When Ling Bai stepped into the Holy Spirit Church, the curve of his mouth was harder to suppress than AK.
Who in the family understands? The six-winged angel has entered the base camp of the evil soul masters!
There are many evil soul masters and holy servants living in the underground space, at least thousands of them, and their cultivation levels are all from the third to the seventh ring. Ling Bai dare not imagine how much his soul power will expand if he kills them.
Dozens of figures came through the air. The leader was handsome, with white hair neatly combed behind his head and a kind smile on his face. It was easy to leave a good impression on people when meeting for the first time. He said, "Death Prison Douluo, the Holy Church has heard of your great name for a long time."
"Master Zhongli, nice to meet you."
Ling Bai's tone was calm. He could feel the soul power surging in the old man's body like a raging tide. The concentration of his soul power was not inferior to that of the original sect master Du Bushi. His identity was obvious.
The Holy Spirit Leader, Zhongli Wu.
Behind Zhongli Wu are the elders and priests of the Holy Spirit Church. Each of them is an Evil Douluo so great that even children would not dare to cry at night in the outside world. The most outstanding one is the evil woman next to Zhongli Wu, the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Church and the ninety-seventh-level Evil Phoenix Douluo Feng Ling.
Ling Bai glanced at the dishes and snacks, and his eyes couldn't help but stay on Evil Phoenix Douluo for a few seconds.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that he had the lustful heart that all men have. After all, she is not young anymore. Ling Bai is just a little curious about how charming Feng Ling is to make Zhongli Wu and Yan Shaozhe, a pair of uncle and nephew, fall in love with her.
Needless to say, her appearance was extremely beautiful. What caught people's attention was the dark red lines extending from the corners of her eyes to her temples. Her enchanting temperament was so alluring that one could hardly resist.
At the same time, the evil Douluos of the Holy Spirit Church also looked at the Death Prison Douluo who was famous in the outside world and had the reputation of being the number one evil soul master on the continent.
Everyone looked at the Death Prison Bone Dragon under Ling Bai's feet, its majestic white bone dragon body, its scarlet dragon claws that were curved like the Grim Reaper's scythe, and its domineering dragon power that was spreading wantonly. As an expert, they could not help but nod their heads frequently.
Zhongli Wu glanced at Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng received the signal and immediately stepped forward with a scornful smile on his face. He said provocatively,
"Death Prison Douluo, I am Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Worshiper of the Holy Church. I heard that you are very strong. Even Taotie Douluo Xuanzi was defeated by you. Do you dare to fight me?"
This was a plan that Zhongli Wu had made in advance. Although Death Prison Douluo had an impressive record, seeing is believing. He wanted to witness Death Prison Douluo's abilities with his own eyes, and planned to send someone to challenge Death Prison Douluo head-on.
He and Feng Ling are the chief and deputy chief. If they are defeated, the Holy Spirit Church will lose face. Zhang Peng is a priest of the Holy Spirit Church. His soul power is on par with that of Death Prison Douluo, both at level ninety-six. He is an extremely suitable candidate.
Zhang Peng won, which meant that Death Prison Douluo was just a show-off, and from now on he would just treat Death Prison Douluo as an ordinary subordinate.
Zhang Peng lost, which means that Death Prison Douluo lived up to the rumors. His status will rise as a result, and he can also use his strength to shut the mouth of the veteran Evil Douluo. Zhongli Wu can arrange some lucrative tasks for him with peace of mind.
No matter who wins or loses, the Holy Spirit Church will gladly accept it.
Ling Bai's mind moved slightly, and he guessed what Zhongli Wu was thinking. However, this battle was an open conspiracy. Facing the searchlight-like eyes of more than a dozen Evil Douluo, he said lightly:
"I accept your challenge."
Seeing this, Zhongli Wu coughed lightly and said in a pretentious manner: "Xiehu, Shiyu, we are all evil soul masters, there is no need to be on edge when we first meet, peace is the most precious...
If you want to fight, remember to fight from high altitude. Our base can be built under the Demon Forest thanks to the Evil Emperor. Don't disturb the Evil Emperor's sleep."
The two of them snorted coldly at the same time, and turned into two beams of light, rushing out of the Holy Spirit Sect's base camp and straight into the sky. The evil soul master of the Holy Spirit Sect could not bear to fall behind, so he flew to the side to watch the battle between the two super evil douluos.
It is not accurate to say that they are the two super evil Douluo, because Zhang Peng is not an evil soul master in the strict sense. He just devours some blood of soul beasts to assist in his cultivation.
Back then, Dragon God Douluo Mu Lao personally took action to arrest Zhang Peng. After a careful study, he found that there was very little evil energy in him, so he let him go. However, Zhang Peng later joined the evil soul master organization Holy Spirit Church.
The two men were so arrogant that dark clouds were everywhere they looked. Lightning kept falling around them, like strange giant trees piercing through the sky into the clouds.
Provocation was Zhongli Wu's request. Zhang Peng himself did not underestimate the intention of Death Prison Douluo. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, rose up. The seventh soul ring lit up instantly, transforming into a strong black giant tiger.
The giant tiger was over fifteen meters long, with its tail raised high and the scorpion-like tail hook on the tip flashing black light. The dark clouds in the sky gathered at Zhang Peng's feet, and its pair of dark purple eyes were gleaming with ferocity.
The Death Prison Bone Dragon took a closer look and wondered, isn't this the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?
No, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is not that low!
At most, it's a miniature version!
No problem, fight like the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger!
The only time the Death Prison Bone Dragon suffered a loss in its life was when it faced the Hundred Thousand Years Old Dark Demon Evil God Tiger in the Star Dou Great Forest. From then on, it remembered its breath deeply. Now, when it faces the Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, it regards it as a drill for a revenge battle!
Nine soul rings of grey, black, black, black, black, red, red appeared. Even though the evil soul masters had a secret method to increase the age of soul rings, the soul rings disguised by the Thousand Charms still shocked the group of evil Douluo.
Zhongli Wu stared at the gray soul ring intently, and no one knew what he was thinking.
The Death Prison Bone Dragon was filled with fighting spirit, Ling Bai naturally would not suppress its desire. The rule of the soul master world was that the fist was the biggest, and only by crushing the Scorpion Tiger Douluo head-on could he order food freely in the Holy Spirit Church in the future!
The fourth soul ring glowed brightly, and the Death Prison Bone Dragon came up to create the Eternal Wound!
The dragon claws crossed and slashed the blood-red forked blades of light. In an instant, the entire space seemed to collapse, and the sky darkened instantly. Zhang Peng was horrified.
Are you kidding me? This is a ten thousand year soul skill! ?
He raised his head to the sky and let out a hoarse tiger roar. Countless beast roars echoed in the air. The eighth soul ring glowed with a deep black light. Dark shadows continued to emerge in the dark clouds. They were soul beasts of different forms, rushing towards Ling Bai with a shrill roar.
Among the evil spirit masters watching the battle, Blood Demon Douluo, a level 93 Holy Spirit Church worshiper, stroked his beard and exclaimed,
"Old Zhang is under a lot of pressure. His Scorpion Tiger Martial Spirit is a subspecies of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. It is an absolute top-level martial spirit. Few people in the Holy Church can suppress him at the same level. Death Prison Douluo is really amazing!"
The fourth soul skill was exchanged for the eighth soul skill. On the surface, Death Prison Douluo had the upper hand. Nangong Wan excitedly waved his fist secretly. He had an average relationship with Zhang Peng, but he hit it off with Death Prison Douluo from day one. They toasted each other at the wine table. If they exchanged gifts a few more times in the future, they might become sworn brothers. He definitely hoped that Death Prison Douluo would win.
Zhang Peng's eighth soul skill is called Twelve Beast Masters, which releases beast souls combined with his own mental power and soul power. The core is the twelve thousand-year-old beast souls that he has tempered for many years.
The beast soul has extremely strong resistance, and has both physical and spiritual attack capabilities, and Zhang Peng can sneak into any beast soul at any time to launch a surprise attack.
A beast soul was sacrificed to transfer the Eternal Wound. Just as Zhang Peng was about to launch an attack as before, a shrill scream suddenly rang out. The beast soul seemed to have encountered an absolutely restrained natural enemy, and it screamed in panic and wanted to escape.
Zhang Peng's face turned pale with horror. He clearly felt that the beast soul he had worked so hard to refine was actually resisting violently, and was even beginning to break away from his control and fly around.
He hurriedly looked at Ling Bai. It was only possible that this guy did it!
Two evil flames jumped between Ling Bai's black eyes, and a huge scarlet vortex formed between his breaths, like a rotating black hole, greedily devouring all the souls around!
The ultimate talent of the Death Hell Spider Emperor, Soul Devourer!
Soul Devourer comes from the Soul Devourer Spider Emperor, and is also an important reason why the Death Hell Spider Emperor is called an evil martial soul. The soul ring and soul are all nutrients for its growth!
The beast souls were unable to put up any resistance and were sucked into the soul-devouring vortex one after another. Zhang Peng tried his best but couldn't protect even one of them. Seeing this, some Evil Douluos with lower soul power said in a terrified voice:
"Is this the Death Prison Douluo? He seems to be more evil than the leader..."
As soon as the words fell, a sharp and piercing sound of metal friction suddenly resounded in the sky. The evil soul masters looked up in great astonishment and saw seven hundred-meter-long chains dancing wildly in the sky like seven blood-stained dragons.
The surface of the blood-red chain was engraved with all kinds of mysterious evil patterns, and strange eyes full of resentment opened and closed on the chain. As the chain danced wildly, the eyes were so disturbing that even the evil soul masters frowned when they saw it.
The fifth soul skill of the Death Hell Spider King, the Rebirth Lock!
Zhang Peng has traveled across the continent for a hundred years, and he was still able to react to the encirclement of the seven rebirth locks. While his body quickly retreated, his ninth soul ring exploded, and the scorpion tiger's true body spread into countless black shadows.
"twist!"
As soon as Ling Bai shouted, seven rebirth chains screamed and strangled Zhang Peng's fleeing shadow!
The bloody chains stabbed in and out from all directions. After just a few back and forths, the rebirth chains entangled all the shadows!
The fleeing shadows stopped. No matter how they used their soul skills to resist these strange chains, they could not stop the strangulation like a maggot attached to the bone. It was like the arrival of the god of death. Knowing that it was coming, they could only wait quietly and were helpless.
Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng reappeared in the sight of Zhongli Wu and others. His limbs were pierced by the Rebirth Lock, and the chains were wrapped around and tied him up directly.
The sharp chain blade stopped an inch away from Zhang Peng's forehead, and the chilly air that penetrated gave him goose bumps all over his body. Zhang Peng's pupils magnified the blade tip countless times, and his throat rolled subconsciously, and then he saw Ling Bai's evil face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"The demonstration is over. Are you satisfied, Scorpion Tiger Worshiper?"
Zhang Peng turned his head with difficulty, his face pale and said:
"Death Prison Douluo, I surrender to you..."
The ultimate death that came with the Rebirth Lock was too terrifying, like it had its own locking and penetrating effects, and his ninth soul skill to save his life was completely ineffective. As long as Ling Bai wanted, his head would burst out a large pool of red liquid in the next second like a rotten watermelon falling to the ground.
After the battle, Zhongli Wu stepped forward at the right time, clapped his hands in high spirits, and announced loudly:
"From now on, Death Prison Douluo will be ranked as a worshiper of the Holy Church, enjoying the blood food of the deputy leader level. All disciples of the Holy Church must obey the orders of the Death Prison worshiper!"
He said to Ling Bai solemnly: "Death Prison Prison Prisoner, I feel like a fish in water when I have you!
The Holy Religion is lucky to have you!"