From the Queen's Descends, Collapse Douluo

Chapter 229: Holy Spirit Hongmen Evil Spirit Banquet

(Forgive me, I used to be a teetotaler, I got a little tipsy the first time)

As night fell, due to the victory in the first battle of the continental collision, the whole Ming capital was immersed in lights and feasting. In the banquet hall of the Sun and Moon Palace, there were toasts, singing and dancing, and the sound of people bustling about.

Outside a seventy-meter-high palace, a blond angel sat on the top, overlooking the city below that was still prosperous four thousand years ago. Her pair of blue eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to see through the void.

"It's time to set off."

Qian Renxue turned over lightly, kicked her legs, and jumped down from the top of the palace. Like an elf, she fearlessly stepped into the undercurrent of the crowd ahead.

At this time, her arrival at the banquet attracted the attention of almost everyone.

She was wearing a palace dress and had blonde hair, which was particularly dazzling in the night. As she walked by, countless eyes were focused on her, with amazement, admiration, and awe.

"What a beautiful woman..."

“…She’s also very strong.”

Some people murmured softly.

She heard it, but did not stop and went straight to the center of the palace.

And darkness always accompanies light, and it is bigger and more numerous. Three dark black airs were quietly floating behind her, following her all the way.
"Welcome, Miss Snow." A maid led Qian Renxue to the door of the banquet hall and said respectfully.

Qian Renxue nodded and walked into the banquet hall, only to see that the huge banquet hall was already packed with various princes, nobles and dignitaries. In the center of the banquet hall, there were rows of tables and chairs, and the tables were already filled with rich and delicious dishes.

The people in the banquet hall were chatting animatedly, and Qian Renxue ignored them. She found an empty seat at the front and sat down, quietly picking up a piece of pastry and eating it, glancing around from time to time.

"Welcome everyone." A man who looked elegant stood up with a glass in his hand and said in a loud voice: "Tonight's celebration banquet is to honor the achievements of the warriors of the Sun and Moon Empire. I, the Crown Prince Xu Jing, would like to toast you all and all the warriors of the Empire who participated in the war."

As he spoke, the prince tilted his head back and drank the wine in the cup. The others also stood up, raised their glasses, and drank heartily, with a burst of enthusiastic applause.

Prince Xu Jing poured another cup and was about to continue drinking. Suddenly he looked to the right and saw the beautiful figure.

"Haha... this should be Miss Qian Renxue who is highly respected by General Xiao." Xu Jing walked up to Qian Renxue with a smile and stretched out his hand to shake hands with her.

Qian Renxue raised her head slightly, looked at the prince, and said indifferently: "General Xiao and I just met by chance, and we just happened to meet a common enemy."

When Xu Jing heard this, his eyes flickered a few times, but he said nothing more. He smiled and sat back in his seat.

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice entered my eardrums: "Your Highness the Crown Prince."

A man wearing a half mask and a purple robe slowly walked out of the crowd. When he passed Qian Renxue, he seemed to pause for a moment on purpose.

Seeing him, Xu Jing smiled again: "Master Gongfeng, you are a rare guest. As far as I know, you don't seem to like lively occasions, right?"

"Wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't come to such a historic moment?" The priest nodded slightly, his eyes looking at Qian Renxue through the mask.

Xu Jing smiled when he heard this: "Haha. Then please take a seat first, Master."

It was not known whether the purple-robed priest did it intentionally, but the position he chose happened to be on the left side of Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue frowned imperceptibly, secretly shocked, "Peak Douluo..."

"Spirit Hall..." the purple-robed priest whispered.

"...Does it remind you of something?" Qian Renxue was almost certain that this so-called Lord Worshiper was an Evil Soul Titled Douluo! !

The purple-robed priest paused while drinking and turned his head away. "You will soon remember us..."

woo woo woo...

The wind was very cold, but the Sun and Moon Palace, which was equipped with soul-guided heat lamps, should have been well heated. A sense of crisis arose spontaneously, and Qian Renxue was about to take action when the next moment this "palace" immediately erupted with a violent earthquake, as if there was an earthquake.

A cloud of black smoke rose out of nowhere, covering the entire palace. A decayed, desolate and gloomy atmosphere filled the entire place.

"The fifth soul skill, the sacred sword!"

Qian Renxue's eyes sharpened. She put the middle finger and thumb of her right hand together, gathering her soul power. A golden sword light shot out from the tip of her index finger, creating a crack in the black fog.

"Haha... that's a good reaction."

clack clack...

The scene inside the "Imperial Palace" suddenly became hazy, and then began to collapse. From the ceiling to the floor, countless fragments rolled down, and finally became clear again. Qian Renxue glanced around and found that she was standing in a deserted mass grave. Looking back, she couldn't even see the top of Mingdu!

Her eyes immediately locked onto the masked man in purple robe who was the first to walk out of the black fog.

"A level 98 Spiritual Evil Soul Douluo..."

Another five black shadows flew out and surrounded Qian Renxue. None of their spirit rings were lower than 9, and none of their spirit power fluctuations were lower than 95!

The purple-robed priest smiled grimly, his gray pupils flashing coldly under the mask: "I, the Lord, shall be given the title of Nightmare Demon."

"...I still underestimated your power to control the Sun-Moon Empire." Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, and the lightsaber in her palm became more solid.

"Deputy Leader, can we start now?" An Evil Soul Douluo licked the blade of the weapon spirit in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Spirit Hall, Spirit Hall... You who were once said to protect the common people, how does it feel to be stabbed in the back by the common people~" Nightmare Douluo stared at Qian Renxue sinisterly, with a strange smile on his gloomy face: "What a pity, if that Sea God had nodded, my sect should have erected a statue for him thousands of years ago to worship him."

"Haha, then I will send you to see Tang San."

Qian Renxue was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and started with her seventh soul skill, her martial soul's true form!

Nightmare Douluo did not dare to be arrogant, because the opponent was at the same level as him, and was a peak Douluo who specialized in defeating evil soul masters. Even though this match was six to one, the advantage was on his side.

"Everyone, quick victory!"

"Got the order!!"

God Realm, God Realm Committee.

"Xura, are you kidding?"

Outside the misty gate, the goddess of destruction and life looked seriously at the god in blood-red armor before her and asked, "This is no joke."

The latter nodded heavily and said in a deep voice: "Now, goodness and evil have just been reincarnated, the two new children are not mature enough, and my heir... Destruction. The God Realm will be temporarily entrusted to you and Life."

The God of Destruction snorted and folded his arms: "Ashura, you believe everything that kid named Tang San says? The throne of angels has been broken for 6000 years. I don't believe it. Even if that mysterious strong man has many longevity spells, how can a mortal live so long without becoming a god?"

The Goddess of Life also frowned slightly: "Besides, it is really against the rules for a God King to openly descend to the mortal world."

Yes, the person in front of them was none other than the first generation Shura God.

6000 years ago, his proud successor Tang San was severely injured by a mysterious powerful being who possessed the heir of the Angel God, and he is still unable to get out of bed to this day.

The inheritors of the new evil and good gods were just two humans who were newer than Tang San. After finishing the official duties on the Five Elements Continent, he thought he could retire and disappear, but he was "rehired" back to the God Realm by the first generation of the God of Good and Evil and continued to work for another 6000 years.

But today, he couldn't wait any longer and made a very unreasonable request to his other two old colleagues.

Happy New Year

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(End of this chapter)