Douluo Angel of Death

This is Wuhun Hall, not a place for waste theorists.

Yu Xiaogang is just a name!

"Only Bibi Dong loves him."

Yu Han waved his hand, and eight spirit rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black and red rose from under her feet.

Yu Han's talent is not bad if he can become the elder of the Spirit Hall and the Soul Douluo at the age of forty.

What shocked Lin Yan the most was her eighth spirit ring, which was red, which meant that a hundred thousand-year-old spirit beast was buried in her hands.

There are two benefits of a hundred thousand year spirit beast, one is a hundred thousand year spirit ring, and the other is a spirit bone.Because the fall of a hundred thousand year soul beast is bound to have a soul bone.

Compared with those tens of thousands of years of spirit bones, one hundred thousand years of spirit bones are more valuable and rarer.

There is no shortage of soul beasts that have been tens of thousands of years old, but those over 100,000 years are very rare.Every soul beast will choose ten thousand year soul beast when it reaches the soul queen, and the constant hunting has reduced the number of ten thousand year soul beasts, and even fewer hundred thousand year soul beasts.

Yu Han's ability to have a 100,000-year spirit ring is not only lucky.

"Teach them well, the benefits are indispensable to you."

Among the three teachers, Yu Han valued Lin Yu most.It's not just her, they think so, and they let Lin Yu serve as the actual combat teacher and teach the students in the golden class.

...

"Are you here to find me?"

Lin Yu glanced at Qian Renling, frowned slightly, she didn't like trouble.Avoid trouble too early.

The corner of her mouth twitched, and even if Qian Renling came, she still brought Li Jiu'er.These two people are really inseparable.

"Are there anyone else here besides you?"

Qian Renling glanced around, "Isn't this your office?"

The Wuhundian Academy covers a large area, and there are several dormitory buildings alone, not to mention the teaching buildings.

The equipment for the golden class is the best, so it will naturally not leave the teachers behind.Each teacher is an independent office with a different location.

Hearing this, Lin Yu put down the cup in his hand, with a calm face, "Speak, find my purpose."

"Based on your impression of me, you don't need to come to me specially." Lin Yu still knows herself, she is very harsh on them, even harsh.

It stands to reason that they will not have a good impression of her.

"I heard Teacher Qu Zhi said that you came to teach us for other reasons." Qian Renling stared at her. "She said that people who have lost once don't want to lose."

Lin Yu's face remained unchanged when he heard the familiar words, "So you came to me just for a few words from her?"

"is it necessary?"

Her tone suddenly became cold, "Does my business have anything to do with you?"

"I teach you that it has nothing to do with the past."

Chapter 143 The Temple of Death "One"

The golden light submerged into everyone's body, and Ye Shanshan's soul power was intensified.Her original ruddy face turned pale, which was a manifestation of excessive consumption of soul power.

Although they are under heavy siege, Qian Renling is not in a panic.

Glancing at the long sword man, Qian Renling used his soul power, and the black soul power increased inversely in the temple.

It can be said that in this temple, thousands of people are like a fish in water.Solved the undead in front of him without the consumption of soul power at all.

After the undead dissipated, the power of their death condensed into Qian Renling's body, providing him with brand new power.

After killing the undead in front of him, Qian Renling speeded up, turned around, and helped the people next to kill those undead.

It may be that the environment here is too suitable for Qian Renling, and his combat power has risen several levels.

After a while, he killed the undead in the Temple of Death.At this moment, there were only the man holding the sword, the sculptural man staring at them and the nine members of the Golden Class in the temple.

After absorbing the power of the undead, Qian Renling's golden eyes were a little bit blurred, and his white face was red with a hint of red, as if he was drunk.

"A Ling." Li Jiu'er was surprised, she stretched out her hand to catch him, "Don't go any further."

It was extremely difficult for him to challenge the two guardian temple men alone.

Qian Renling ignored her, and there was more confusion in her golden eyes.At this moment, a wave of power gathered on his body, and the mark between his brows became clearer.

At this time, another wave of undead emerged from the ground of the temple.Qian Renling killed them with absolute speed, absorbing the power of death from them.

The more she absorbed, the little by little Qian Renling's consciousness sank.

Strength, obsession with powerful forces, affects his will.Everyone has something to fear, and Qian Renling is no exception.

The power of death condensed the undead again, and he seemed to have aroused fighting spirit, he took the trouble to kill these undead, leaving them dumbfounded.

"Jiu'er, who is he?" Hu Liena was shocked, her lips opened slightly, "Is he under control?"

Li Jiu'er shook his head, "No."

"There is something here that affected his mind."

Li Jiu'er's gaze suddenly sharpened, and she looked at the showcase.If she was right, Qian Renling had been watching here before.

This temple was full of weirdness, which made her feel resistance from her heart.

"Not controlled, then he..." Xie Yue's eyes were worried, "This temple is unknown to us."

"Destroy that thing," Qi Yefei pointed to the display stand, "I feel that the dark attribute power here comes from the display stand. As long as it is destroyed over there, Qian Renling can return to normal."

The light attribute is inherently different from the dark attribute, she can keenly perceive the existence of the dark attribute power.

Qian Renling's current situation is that he is affected by the power of the dark attribute.

"Destroy it."

Yan is an activist. After determining the target, he quickly walked towards the exhibition stand in order to destroy the sword.

After sensing his movements, the two sculptural men guarding the sword instantly blocked him.

"The sinner, don't repent yet!"

When the sword of the man with the long sword was about to cut Yan's body, two moon blades blocked it.

"Nana, Yan, the three of us will solve this guy." Xie Yue quickly hugged Yan out of its attack range, planning to deal with this sculpture with the power of three people.