The Unusual Number of Douluo

"Be safe and not restless."

Thousand Eyes Douluo said lightly, then looked at Zhao Xuan, as for Jiang Mo Douluo, he didn't dare say any more.

Thousand Eyes Douluo has a very high status in the Wuhun Hall. The people who followed were the previous Pope Qian Daoliu, and he retired when Qian Daoliu retired. He had been in the Elder Hall of the Wuhun Hall for a long time. many.

"Young man, you are blessed with talent. It is a blessing to be able to have such a strong strength. Why commit yourself to the Heaven Dou Empire? If you can join my Spirit Hall, we can give you what Heaven Dou can give you, but Heaven Dou cannot. We can give you yours."

"Is it okay to be the Pope?" Zhao Xuan smiled lightly.

Qianyan Douluo was slightly startled when he heard the words, while Jiang Mo Douluo and Qianjun Douluo looked at Zhao Xuan with gloomy eyes.

Who ever thought that after a little thought, Qianyan Douluo actually said with a serious expression: "If you join the Martial Soul Palace, it might not be impossible."

When these words came out, it was not only Jiang Mo Douluo and Qianjun Douluo, but even Zhao Xuan himself was surprised. Is this old man serious?

He looked at Qian-Eyed Douluo, Qian-Eyed Douluo's expression was calm without any fluctuations, just looking straight at him.

If you only look at the appearance, Thousand-Eyed Douluo looks no different from an ordinary old farmer. If it weren’t for his stunning pale golden eyes and the vast temperament, even Zhao Xuan would. Think so.

It's hard to imagine that he should have such a courage.

"I appreciate your kindness, but... this is impossible."

Zhao Xuan refused, Qianjun Douluo and Jiang Mo Douluo's expressions relaxed, they looked like they were relieved.

"It's a pity." Qianyan Douluo shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity."

Zhao Xuan said the same, with a trace of regret on his face. The old man seemed to be very talkative, but it was a pity that they were enemies.

"Om!"

In the void, ripples abruptly produced, Zhao Xuan moved his heart to look around, only to see the sudden appearance of golden eyes in the sky, covering the entire sky in an instant. It is airtight, and even the sun is blocked out.

And the thousand-eyed Douluo not far away, the yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black nine circle spirit rings are neatly set on his body, and his pale golden eyes The eyes are brighter, like two scorching suns in the slightly gloomy environment at this time.

Zhao Xuan chirped, and he took back what he had just said. This old guy was quite overcast, and he made a move without saying anything to start.

"Go on, I will contain him!"

Qianyan Douluo stared at Zhao Xuan, and then ordered Qianjun Douluo and Jiang Mo Douluo beside him.

"Yes!"

Qianjun Douluo and Jiang Mo Douluo rushed towards Zhao Xuan quickly. The Coiling Dragon stick in their hands radiated a little light, and the golden lines on it were like a dragon flying in the sky.

With fierce and murderous intent on their faces, the Panlong stick held high and slammed straight towards Zhao Xuan's front door.

"Can't move, no connection."

Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, then silently activated his soul skills.

Qianjun Douluo was immobilized by the first spirit ability, while Conquering Demon Douluo's spirit power was blocked by the second spirit ability. The two were prevented from attacking halfway through, and Zhao Xuan instantly entered a thunderous battle body state.

His whole body was exuding purple-golden light, and tiny thunder snakes leaped on the surface of his body. The blood in his body blended into the thunder rune, surging like thunder pulp from thunder, and his heart pounded. Beating, listening carefully, like thunder.

At this moment, Zhao Xuan's speed was as swift as thunder. At the moment when the two were trapped, he stepped forward to the immobilized Qianjun Douluo, and then kicked out a violent kick.

The moment the kick was kicked, the air even twisted, forming a huge hole out of thin air.

Qianjun Douluo's expression changed, but Conquering Demon Douluo was powerless at the moment, unable to mobilize the spirit power in his body to support it.

Thousand-Eyed Douluo's face was solemn in the distance, and countless chains were suddenly shot out of those golden eyes in the sky. These chains are composed of pure spiritual power. It is difficult to hide in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Zhao Xuan's eyes they are like candles. The fire is dazzling.

His movements remained the same, but outside his body surface, a tortoise-like hexagonal carapace appeared abruptly, which together formed a round defensive cover.

When those chains fell on the carapace, there seemed to be a "clang clang" sound, even if they crumbled inch by inch.

"Boom!"

Qianjun Douluo's body fell toward the earth like a meteor. The extremely fast speed made people unable to react at all. It had fallen to the ground in the blink of an eye, and a small piece of forest shook.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Demon Douluo's eyes were red as blood. Although I don't know what happened to Qianjun Douluo under this blow, it is certain that he suffered a blow from Lei Douluo who bombed a titled Douluo. It must be uncomfortable.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo are two brothers with deep feelings. At this moment, he naturally hates Zhao Xuan.

Jiang Mo Douluo took a blow with anger, and after the spirit power in his body resumed circulation, several spirit rings on his body lighted up at the same time, and the Coiling Dragon stick in his hand rippled and lifted heavy shadows, resembling a sacred dragon.

Zhao Xuan was surrounded by stick shadows in all directions. It seemed that he had been unable to retreat and was inevitable, but there was no tension on his face, and he was still very calm.

The third spirit ability-telecom fraud launched!

Leaving the phantom in place, Zhao Xuan walked a thousand meters away, and instantly escaped the "mortal situation".

The heavy cudgel shadows stirred Zhao Xuan's phantom body into a mass of fragments, and Demon Douluo was startled for a moment, and then as if thinking of something, he cursed abominably and looked around.

But after Zhao Xuan dodged and dodged, he could not stand still, and an old whisper came from his ear: "Spirit storm!"

"boom!"

At that moment, Zhao Xuan's consciousness fell into an instant blank.

A huge pale silver tornado suddenly rose up in Zhao Xuan's peaceful sea of ​​divine consciousness, and the entire sea of ​​divine consciousness was rippling because of it, and the primordial spirit in the center drifted like duckweed.

At that moment, Zhao Xuan's soul suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Town!"

Endless thunders gushing out of the sea of ​​knowledge, and they are besieged by the storm. These thunders are extremely violent and unstoppable.

But at the moment when Zhao Xuan's consciousness fell into a blank, the voice of Qianjun Douluo came out under the dense forest.

"Chengtian!"

The huge golden stick figure soars up, like the pillars of the mountains and rivers of Jiuding, bearing heaven and earth.

Qianjun Douluo's embarrassed figure sprang out from the dense forest below, holding the huge Panlong stick shadow, staring at him, staring at the lost Zhao Xuan fiercely.

Chapter 402

The fierce wind swept across, blowing the branches and leaves of the trees in the dense forest below, and the moment Zhao Xuan opened his eyes, he noticed the flying Panlong giant stick.

"by!"

Zhao Xuan cursed in a low voice, staring wide-eyed as he watched the giant Coiling Dragon flying over, and at the same time thunder surged in his hand, forming a huge thunder shield in an instant.

"Boom!"