The Unusual Number of Douluo

At this moment, Bishop Moro suddenly rushed towards Zhao Xuan. His spirit ring flickered, and he was holding a dark euphorbia in his hand. As the seventh spirit ring flickered, a ghost of euphorbia appeared behind him.

"thorn!"

A violent shout came from his mouth, and the illusion of the Euphorbia behind him merged into the martial soul in his hand. The entire Euphorbia exuded a black light. Under this black light, it seemed that everything died for it, and the void was also for it. solidification.

The two girls next to Zhao Xuan stiffened so hard to move under this pressure. Zhao Xuan frowned, and then sighed, the Bishop Moroccan who rushed in front of him said: "Stubbornly restless."

As he spoke, Zhao Xuan's whole body vibrated with blood, a thin layer of blood filled his body, and then he blasted a punch into the void in front of him.

"Boom!"

A dull voice sounded from in front of Zhao Xuan, as if a punch hit the surface of the water, wherever the fist touched, the inch of the space was broken by the strong punch, and the edge suddenly rippled, rippling in all directions.

Bishop Mor, who was stabbing at Zhao Xuan, suddenly noticed that the halberd in his hand was stagnant, and immediately the entire halberd trembled violently, and his powerful fist smashed through the void, before intersecting with his halberd.

The entire arm was trembling violently, and the wave seemed to be torn off his arm abruptly, and there was an abnormal flush on his face.

"puff!"

After a stalemate, he suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, the whole person flew out, and fell to the ground with a "bang". As the mud splashed, a large pit appeared on the ground, and the bishop of Moroccan lay in it.

Not far from him, his black halberd fell to the ground, and the smooth halberd shaft was shining with cold light.

It overflowed quietly like night, and the breeze was blowing slowly.

Both the two bishops and the rest of the Martial Spirit Hall belonged to stare at this scene in a daze, and then took a breath of air-conditioning.

Especially the two bishops who are similar to the bishop of Moroccan, feel that their backs are sweating cold. Their cultivation bases are both around the 82nd level, which is one level lower than the bishop of Moroccan. Punch on them.

The chubby Bishop Sang shuddered, and then ran towards the team on the left with Zhao Xuan's faint smile.

Chapter 366

Bishop Mori didn't know his life or death, and the other two bishops did not hesitate to surrender. Among the remaining group of soul masters, the confidants belonging to Bishop Sang and Bishop Mo also silently walked to the left.

But other than that, there were still more than a dozen people standing still in the field.

There was a murderous intent in Zhao Xuan's eyes. He glanced at the group of people and said indifferently: "Although I admire you very much, this is your own choice."

Although they all had the courage to die, many people still had their legs trembling at this time, and their eyes looked at Zhao Xuan with resentment.

But under Zhao Xuan's cold gaze, they couldn't move at all.

"Noisy!"

Suddenly, a series of thunder snakes spread out from the soles of Zhao Xuan's feet, and in an instant they had climbed to their feet. Under the terrifying Purple Heaven God Thunder, those soul masters who did not surrender were stunned by purple gold. Surrounded by the thunder, they were crushed into flying ash without even screaming.

"Guru."

Many of the surviving spirit masters of the Spirit Hall of Spirits watched this scene and swallowed, and their fear was all written on their faces.

"You dug a big pit for me on the spot, buried them all for me, and you two, let him scatter the Forbidden Soul to serve it."

The death of a dozen people's lives did not cause the slightest disturbance in Zhao Xuan's heart. He didn't even look at the dozen or so people before turning his head to give orders to those who had surrendered.

"Yes."

The surviving spirit masters of the Spirit Hall trembled all over, and an excited spirit nodded in a hurry to answer.

And Bishop Sang and Bishop Mo quickly ran to the side of Bishop Moro who had fallen into a faint, and fed him the Jihunsan.

Zhao Xuan looked at the fainted figure of Bishop Mor, his eyes narrowed slightly. He could kill other spirit masters at will, but Bishop Mor could not. This person is a Contra and the leader of this team. It’s also very good to get back the intelligence value of the empire and let the group of people from the Tiandou Empire’s Intelligence Department get some news.

After Bishop Sang and Bishop Mo finished Zhao Xuan's instructions, they looked up at Zhao Xuan and quietly waited for his next instructions.

The two knew that this person is a knife and I am a fish, if they don't know how to force them, the Bishop of Moroccan next to them is their fate.

Zhao Xuan slowly fell down when he saw this, and at the same time, he didn't forget to say to Xue Qingqing, who was stretched out from the tension beside him: "If you are afraid, close your eyes like Gu Li."

"I'm fine." Xue Qingqing replied, pursing her lips.

Zhao Xuan tilted his head and glanced at her, Xue Qingqing's tender and delicate face was tight, and the tension on it was easy to see.

He didn't say much. After he fell on the ground, he turned his head and said to the two men in awe in front of him: "Tell me who you are. Don't try to lie in front of me. If you have the confidence to escape my induction, maybe you can try. test."

The chubby Bishop Sang wiped a cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Don't dare, don't dare."

"That said." Zhao Xuan looked coldly.

"Yes."

Bishop Sang was startled. This was an unbelieving killer god, even if it only showed a little killing intent, he could not bear it.

So Bishop Sang replied honestly: "In Lower Santan, Cardinal Sang Yang."

Bishop Mo immediately replied: "Cardinal Mo Yan of Longyun City."

Santan City?Dragon Cloud City?

Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment and thought of the location of these two cities. Santan City is the main city of the southern province, and Longyun City is the main city of the northwestern province. How could the two get together?

"Tell me the purpose of your gathering here."

The two looked at each other, hesitating, and then stopped talking.

Zhao Xuan frowned and said coldly: "Don't forget your current identities."

Hearing this, Bishop Sang gritted his teeth and decided to make a complete showdown. If the murderous god in front of him is really murderous, he will be in a different place today before the people in Wuhun City can do it.

"We are one of the teams that once participated in the siege of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus family. After that action, the Pope ordered me to wait here and wait for the next instruction."

The team besieging the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus family?It's really good to think with myself.

Zhao Xuan felt this way when he saw this team for the first time. There were tens of thousands of soul masters who besieged the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus family. It is difficult to escape the empire’s traces with so many people. Some have returned to various Wuhun halls, but there must be some dormant.

Unexpectedly, there is such a team lurking in this sunset forest, which is only a few hundred kilometers away from Tiandou City.

A touch of joy rose in his heart, and he quickly asked: "Do you know where the others are lurking."

Bishop Sang shook his head: "I don't know."

"Really?" Zhao Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Really! It's more real than real gold. Even Bishop Moroccan doesn't know about it. We are divided into several teams. Each team is independent and has one-way contact with the Papal Palace. Only they inform us. We don’t know anything about others at all."

Bishop Sang said hurriedly, and Bishop Mo also nodded aside.

Zhao Xuan glanced at them, and after feeling the psychological fluctuations of the two for a while, he did not continue to question, instead he looked at the fainting Bishop of Moroccan.