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

Chapter 76 A feasible idea

Jiang Jue looked at the devout Yan Feng below and waved his fingers gently.

The six-sided ghost dream cicada crawled behind Yan Feng's neck, stretched out its front legs, and poked Yan Feng's skin.

A drop of blood appeared, and under the chirping sound of the Six-Faced Ghost Dream Cicada, it turned into a special and strange pattern, which was the Six-Faced Ghost Dream Cicada itself.

Yan Feng seemed not to feel what happened to his neck. He was still crawling on the ground with a fanatical look in his eyes.

After the Six-Faced Ghost Dream Cicada finished all this, it gently flapped its wings and returned to Jiang Jue's hands.

Immediately, a thin white thread flew out from Yan Feng's head and floated into the throne under Jiang Jue.

The blood-red and dead gray throne trembled slightly, and then returned to normal. However, the throne, which was originally a little illusory, actually became more solid after the injection of this thin white line.

"It seems that my guess was correct, it worked!"

Jiang Jue said secretly in his heart, his eyes becoming more profound.

After obtaining the realm of Boundless Sea of Injustice and the mutation of the Six-Faced Ghost Dream Cicada, Jiang Jue had a bold idea.

That is to pull the new generation of the Holy Spirit Church into the illusion, and in the illusion, make them become their believers, absolute fanatical believers.

In this way, even if you are not in the church, these people will not only not pose a threat to you, but will also strongly support you.

Then, this Holy Spirit Church will eventually belong to Jiang Jue.

Now it seems that the plan is feasible.

"It's time to wake up from that dream and end the illusion."

Jiang Jue clapped his hands.

"Clap clap clap!"

The world began to shake, the blood moon in the sky began to shatter, the earth continued to crack, and the world was collapsing!
"boom!"

Jiang Jue and Yan Feng disappeared at the same time.

And this illusion disappeared into thin air.

On the platform, Jiang Jue looked at Yan Feng who was lying on the ground. He waved his hand, and the six-sided ghost dream cicadas stopped chirping, and the domain was also retracted.

But the two colors of dead gray and blood red had completely infected Yan Feng.

After a while, Yan Feng slowly woke up.

However, when he looked at Jiang Jue again, his eyes were extremely pious and he shouted loudly.

"I lost!"

His face looked crazy and mad.

Above the high platform.

"Fourth brother, your disciple must have been beaten stupid by the Holy Son. Why is he acting like a lunatic?"

"Would you like me to give you some brains so you can go back and give them to him?"

Masked Douluo approached Nether Douluo again and said with a grin.

"Yuesheng, if you keep talking, I will give you a sword."

Nether Douluo spoke coldly to Masked Douluo, and at the same time, he pulled the sword in his hand outward three points.

"If you don't say it, don't say it."

The Masked Douluo was not displeased at all. He ran directly to Zhongli Wu and said respectfully.

"Congratulations, Master."

"Oh~, what can I congratulate you for?"

Zhongli Wu asked in pretended confusion, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Sir Saint Son led the Soul Sect to defeat the Soul King. In addition to his hard work and talent, it's also because you are a good master."

"Hahaha, Mask, why didn't I realize before that you are so smart?"

Zhongli Wu laughed and patted Masked Douluo on the shoulder, looking as if he was optimistic about him.

At the same time, Zhongli Wu calculated the time in his mind and thought of what Jiang Jue said before the game.

"I am seven and he is three."

It turns out that it wasn't referring to the winning rate, but that Jiang Jue took seven minutes and Yan Feng surrendered three times.

"Hehe, this Yuesheng is really good at licking."

This thought emerged in the minds of many elders, and they also felt a little regretful.

Why didn’t they think of it just now? No wonder Masked Douluo made progress last time.

Yue Sheng deserves to die!

"Ah! Boss Yan actually failed."

Lu Genggeng was surprised and said in disbelief.

"Ahem, what Boss Yan? I only recognize Lord Saint."

A young man next to Lu Genggeng coughed twice and spoke.

"Hmm?" Master of face-changing?

……

"Get up!"

Jiang Jue said to Yan Feng.

"Yes...Yes, Master Saint."

Yan Feng got up from the ground and looked at Jiang Jue with burning eyes.

"good very good!"

"Disciple, it seems that you have not disappointed your master."

Zhongli Wu descended from the sky and looked at Jiang Jue with a look of relief.

"Disciple doesn't dare to embarrass Master."

Jiang Jue said with a firm look.

"Fourth Elder, take Yan Feng away to heal his wounds."

Zhongli Wu waved at Nether Douluo, and Nether Douluo flashed to Yan Feng's side.

Seeing Yan Feng still a little crazy, Nether Douluo slapped him in the face.

Yan Feng was slapped on the back of his head, and his eyes instantly became clearer.

"Hey, Master, what are you doing?"

"Follow me to heal my wounds."

Netherworld Douluo waved his hand, saluted Zhongli Wu, looked at Jiang Jue, nodded slightly, and then left the platform with Yan Feng.

It wasn't that Netherworld Douluo couldn't afford to lose, but he felt that his disciple was a little crazy at the moment and had to be taken away first, so as not to embarrass himself again.

What he valued most in his life was the sword in his hand and the face on his body.

"Disciple, your request has been granted by your master."

Then, Zhongli Wu pointed at Jiang Jue and said to the young men behind him.

"This will be your goal from now on."

"Yes, Master! I will definitely follow the footsteps of Master Saint! I will obey your orders!"

The young man just now spoke first, his eyes couldn't be more determined.

"Is there such a person who knows the current situation and is a hero?"

Jiang Jue's eyes swept towards that person.

The young man had a broad skeleton, which appeared to be protruding even with a wide black robe, making him look like a skeleton.

"What's your name?"

Hearing Jiang Jue's question, the man's face lit up with joy.

He is going to improve!
"Your Excellency, my name is Tang Dai."

"Ah, very good."

Jiang Jue nodded slightly and gave the other party an appreciative look.

Tang Dai's face was filled with excitement, and several other young men beside him also quickly shouted "Follow the footsteps of the Holy Son".

Zhongli Wu just stood aside and watched, without stopping it.

He was also building up momentum for Jiang Jue. His position would be taken over by Jiang Jue in the future, and this new generation was about the same age as Jiang Jue, and would definitely be Jiang Jue's right-hand man in the future.

Therefore, it is definitely not a bad thing to make a few people respect Jiang Jue now.

"However, we need to quickly decide on the person who will escort my disciple."

Zhongli Wu looked at the group of young people shouting in front of him, his thoughts churning.

Since he had agreed to let Jiang Jue participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition, it was naturally impossible for him to go back on his word, but he also absolutely could not let his disciple suffer any injustice in it.

……

"Xiaofeng, what happened to you just now?"

Netherworld Douluo held Yan Feng up and asked with some confusion.

He accepted Yan Feng as his apprentice because, apart from his talent, he valued Yan Feng's calm personality. Why did he behave so abnormally today?

"I'm fine, Master."

The wind does not feel the reason.

"Did the Holy Son make you stupid?"

Nether Douluo shook his head slightly.

"Master, you are not allowed to speak ill of the Holy Son."

"The Holy Son was educating me and making me face reality. He didn't beat me."

Yan Feng's eyes flashed red as he spoke solemnly.

The flying Netherworld Douluo suddenly froze in mid-air, a look of astonishment on his face.