The Unusual Number of Douluo

Not long after, a few people met and sat down.

"Do you feel it?" Zhao Xuan asked in the first sentence after the meeting.

"Ok!"

Tang San, Hermione, and Ma Hongjun nodded together, with different colors on their faces.

"That should be Bibi Dong?"

Tang San's eyes rolled, and he felt a familiar smell of killing from the evil aura that had just erupted.

"There should be no one except her. It seems that she will be one step ahead of us after all and reach that level."

Zhao Xuan sighed for a long time. This news was not good news for them, but now they are not without resistance.

Zhao Xuan glanced at the few people in front of him, his face was slightly loose, there are three heirs of the gods, Bibi Dong, the new god is not too difficult to deal with, the strength of the few people may not reach the gods. However, the power held by a few people has changed in the direction of the gods. If he is the master and a few people are the auxiliary, it is not too difficult to deal with Bibi Dong.

"It's just that in addition to Bibi Dong, there are still several places that need our attention, such as Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu that haven't appeared for a long time. One of them is also likely to inherit the position of the angel god, and In addition, the evil god may not only be the god of death..."

"What do you mean?"

After several people looked at each other, Tang San asked.

Zhao Xuan pondered for a moment, then looked directly at several people and said: "When my divine consciousness broke through the ninety-nine level, I felt the gaze of several pairs of eyes, not only with the breath of the god of Rakshasa and the god of death, but also Some more subtle aura lurks."

"How strong are they? Is it sensed?"

Hermione asked with a gleam of light in her pale golden eyes.

"It shouldn't be restored to the level of the gods, otherwise they won't be lurking."

"Don't worry too much, and our progress is not slow. I just say it to make everyone mentally prepared."

"Unfortunately, there is so little time for us to grow up..."

Chapter 524: Night Attack

As the night darkened, a full moon hung above the sky, exuding a soft silver-white light.

"Whizzing!"

Dozens of figures flashed past the treetops, like ghosts, elusive.

Passing by the green peaks, they finally stopped at a mountain and looked at the pass lying on the top of the mountain.

Lingyunguan was brightly lit, and from a distance, one could vaguely see the guards walking in the past. They were abiding by their duties and guarding the most important town in the continent today.

"Ling Lao, you said why the Holy Woman had to let us attack this Lingyun Pass again. You also know the last time, if it hadn't been for that strange existence, we might have survived less than 50%."

"How do I know?"

The headed old man asked rhetorically, causing the title Douluo who was questioning his face to stagnate. He looked back at the other Title Douluo, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

The eyes of the person called Ling Lao are like falcons, gleaming in the night.

In fact, he did not know anything. As the only ninety-eighth-level Title Douluo among this group of people, his strength was relatively stronger than the others, and he was in Wuhun City a few days ago. I have felt a strange fluctuation.

It was for this reason that he had given Hu Liena's order, otherwise...

Looking at the city in front of him, a look of fear appeared in his eyes involuntarily, even though he was a titled Douluo with a high spirit power of 98.

"Be prepared, the Pope is not here, and the Saintess is the master of the Wuhun Empire."

Looking back, Old Ling saw a look of resistance and fear in the eyes of the Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall, he sighed and said.

He also knew that the last failure not only caused him, but also caused a certain psychological impact on many Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall.

Elder Ling couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Lao said: "Are you ready?"

Many Title Douluo glanced at each other, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only swallow them. They were always a whole, and it was even more impossible to split in this situation.

"Then go!"

Old Ling shouted, more than twenty Title Douluo swooped towards Lingyun Pass.

How fast is Title Douluo?But in the blink of an eye he crossed a terrifying distance of thousands of meters.

Old Ling and the others did not hide their figure, some Title Douluo in mid-air completed their martial soul possession, turned into several terrifying giant soul beasts and landed on the head of Lingyun Pass.

For a moment, the entire Lingyun Pass was filled with panic screams, and the Spirit Master of the Heaven Dou Alliance above the city head was slain, losing his helmet and armor, and fled in a hurry.

Facing a group of fierce Title Douluo, ordinary spirit masters were not much better than babies in front of them.

Old Ling didn't do anything. He frowned and murmured like a devil: "No, something is wrong...what about them?!"

The Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall was slaughtering frantically, but the Title Douluo of the Heaven Dou side did not respond at all. They escaped?how is this possible!

The more I thought about it, the more something went wrong, Ling Lao suddenly stunned and shouted: "Wait, everyone retreat!"

The Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall turned back to look at Old Ling, a little unclear, so why did they retreat?

Some of them suddenly realized something was wrong, their expressions changed slightly, and they began to withdraw.

At this moment, a joking voice faintly rose in the ears of the Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall.

"Retreat? Why retreat? Continue."

The Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall were extremely vigilant, and they consciously divided the lineup with three people as a team.

"Wait, this..."

In the crowd, Title Douluo suddenly exclaimed, looking at the Lingyun Pass below in shock, which also instantly attracted the attention of other Title Douluo.

Immediately afterwards, all the Title Douluo in the Spirit Hall were stunned, looking at the smoke-filled pass below with some sluggishness.

The world seemed to have been pressed the pause button at this moment, and the time and space at Lingyun Pass below seemed to be stagnated. People's horrified faces, sky-high smoke, and billowing flames, everything was in a static state.

"Why, what's the matter?!"

Title Douluo murmured in horror, only feeling his scalp numb.

Old Ling's eyes flickered, and he suddenly looked to the northeast, and shouted, "Northeast, be careful!"

"laugh!"

There was a tearing sound like a canvas being cut, several sword auras and spear halberds suddenly penetrated from the void, and the surrounding world wrinkled and began to fall off layer by layer.