Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Chapter 41 Refining the Nangong Bowl

As the mist increased, the ice on the Masked Douluo's body gradually melted away.

All the golden liquid finally flowed into the Masked Douluo's mouth.

The liquid transformed from these light elements can thaw the frozen soul of Masked Douluo.

"Uh-huh."

The Masked Douluo's eyelids trembled slightly, but he couldn't open them.

"Yi Lao, what is he doing?"

Jiang Jue looked at Alex in confusion. According to his perception, the blood in the Masked Douluo's body had started flowing again, and the soul core also started to work.

As a Titled Douluo, it is difficult for him to die as long as his soul core is intact.

"He doesn't want to wake up. Just give him some external stimulation."

After Jiang Jue heard this, his face turned dark. It turned out that this masked man was dreaming here.

How can you sleep at your age?

"Clap!"

Jiang Jue slapped Masked Douluo's face with two big slaps and shouted with concern.

"Elder Yue, wake up, wake up!"

After Jiang Jue's cordial wake-up service, the Masked Douluo had a dazed look in his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Hmm? I just seemed to see my deceased grandmother..."

"Too milky..."

"Clap!"

Jiang Jue saw that the Masked Douluo was still a little confused, so he gave him two caring big bastards.

"Cough cough!"

Masked Douluo coughed twice and his eyes became clear.

"Son, are you coming down too? It seems like none of us have managed to escape the Ice Emperor."

Masked Douluo sighed softly, looking sad.

"We are not dead yet. It was Elder Zhang who saved us."

"Ok?"

When Masked Douluo heard this, his eyes lit up and he muttered.

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be so kind. I will definitely burn more paper for him during festivals in the future."

Jiang Jue held his forehead with his right hand. He never expected that this Masked Douluo had such a strange way of thinking. Did he eat too much brains?

"Mr. Zhang is not dead, but he is injured. We need to find a safe place to treat his injuries."

"That's great, let's go."

When Masked Douluo heard that Zhang Peng was not dead, his face lit up with joy and he quickly stood up.

"Why does my face hurt? This is weird."

Masked Douluo rubbed his face and muttered in confusion. He remembered that Ice Emperor's attack should have hit his chest, so why did his face hurt?

Jiang Jue's eyes were a little vague, and he quickly handed Zhang Peng to the Masked Douluo, and then the three of them left quickly.

……

In an ice valley in the middle area of ​​the Far North.

"Son, you know what, Elder Zhang is still quite capable. He didn't die from such a serious injury."

The Masked Douluo sat cross-legged behind Zhang Peng, circulating his soul power into Zhang Peng's body. With the infusion of the Masked Douluo's soul power, Zhang Peng's complexion gradually became rosy.

Jiang Jue sat on the other side, absorbing the soul power from the outside world and adjusting his mental state to the best, because next, he still needed to deal with Nangong Wan.

"Elder Yue, please pay attention to the outside world. I will meditate first."

Jiang Jue said to the Masked Douluo solemnly, he was really a little worried.

"Don't worry, Holy Son, just leave it to me."

Jiang Jue looked at the mask deeply, and said nothing more, going deep into the sea of ​​spirit. This is already the middle area of ​​the Far North, the strongest soul beast is only 50,000 years old, and the strength of the masked Douluo is still acceptable.

In the sea of ​​spirit, Jiang Jue summoned the Soul Refining Banner, called the Soul Devouring Knife into his body, and transformed it into a gray light and entered the Soul Refining Banner.

"Elder Nangong, it's so comfortable to live in there."

A crisp voice was heard, and Jiang Jue appeared not far from Nangong Wan.

At this moment, Nangong Wan was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a frown on his face. Ever since he came into the Soul Refining Banner, he found that this space was absorbing his mental power all the time, just like a robber. After coming in, everything was his.

Nangong Wan also tried to call Jiang Jue, but got no response. Because of Jiang Jue, he could not see the situation outside, so he thought that Jiang Jue and the others had not yet gotten rid of the Ice Emperor, so he had to give up.

He meditates now only to ensure that his soul power does not dissipate too much.

Hearing Jiang Jue's voice, Nangong Wan suddenly opened his eyes, eyes full of surprise.

He knew that Jiang Jue and the others had already escaped from the Ice Emperor.

"Son, what's going on in the outside world?"

Nangong Wan could not hide his excitement. Although he already had some guesses in his mind, he still asked. At the same time, he looked at Jiang Jue's spirit body and had a bold idea.

"Elder Nangong, everything is fine outside, but I have something more important to ask you now."

Jiang Jue said softly with a smile on his face.

"Oh~, Holy Son, what do you say?"

Nangong Wan asked doubtfully.

"I wonder if Elder Nangong is used to living here? Do you plan to live here for a long time?"

"Ok?"

Nangong Wan didn't react for a moment, but suddenly seemed to understand something. Looking at Jiang Jue with a smile on his face, his heart skipped a beat.

"Could it be that Jiang Jue wants me to become a member of this Soul Refining Banner?"

When Nangong Wan thought of this, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"Holy Son, you are joking. This elder still wants to continue to make contributions to the Holy Church. How can I live here for long?"

When Jiang Jue heard this, his smile widened.

"Elder Nangong, you have to be flexible. You see, I will be in charge of the Holy Spirit Church in the future. You become a member of my Soul Refining Banner. In a small sense, you are making a contribution to me. In a big sense, you are also making a contribution to the Holy Spirit Church. Do you think what I say is right?"

“Right… not right!”

"Son, is there no room for negotiation?"

Nangong Wan looked at Jiang Jue viciously and spoke word by word.

The thought in his mind also took over.

"How dare you! This Saint Son is trying to persuade you with good intentions. I hope that Elder Nangong will not be ungrateful. Now that you have lost your body, what can you do if you go out?"

"Isn't there something ready here? This elder has been coveting you for a long time."

Nangong Wan stopped pretending and spoke directly.

Jiang Jue deserves to be the Holy Son, and so do I, Nangong Wan!

Jiang Jue was not surprised when he heard this. Instead, he waved his hands and more than thirty beast souls appeared behind him.

There were twelve-meter-tall twin cyclops, the strange evil eye, the soul-eating raven with scarlet eyes, the ice soul war tiger with rising fighting spirit...all these beast souls were staring at Nangong Wan.

“Hehehe, Jiang Jue, you think you can do anything to me with just these beast souls?”

"Today I will let you know what it means that a Titled Douluo cannot be insulted!"

Nangong Wan roared, and green mist emerged from his body. He turned into a giant centipede. His body kept twisting, and the eerie aura became more and more intense.

"Go!"

Jiang Jue waved his hands, and the beast soul behind him, which was ready to attack, roared and rushed towards Nangong Wan.

"Humph! Courting death!"

The giant centipede transformed by Nangong Wan spewed out a dark green poisonous gas, and the beast souls in the front instantly melted into poisonous water.

When Nangong Wan saw this, he felt that victory was in his grasp and his attack became even more fierce!

(End of this chapter)