Douluo: I am a rotten beast, I will become stronger if I accept disciples

Chapter 120: Spirit Hall Offering

Not far from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, several imposing figures stood in the sky.

The leader was a blond old man with a stern face like a sculpture of ice and jade, and pale golden pupils that were soul-scorching.

They are the five priests of the Spirit Hall. Each of them is extremely powerful, and the lowest one is a Titled Douluo at level ninety-six.

Suddenly, a piece of news reached the ears of the blond old man, causing his slightly narrowed eyes to suddenly widen.

In an instant, a terrifying golden soul power shot up into the sky, sweeping away the clouds in the sky.

The sudden change made the people standing by take their attitudes seriously.

Seeing this, Qingluan Douluo asked, "Great Priest, what happened?"

Qian Daoliu's face was not looking good, because the content that came into his ears was not good for him.

Although he has dominated the mainland for many years, he did not dare to say that.

"Lan Minghua, are you so confident? Even though you killed the lion, that's not a reason for you to be arrogant!"

He turned to Qingluan Douluo and ordered, "Third Brother, get them moving. It's time for us, the Spirit Hall, to demonstrate our strength to the world. Otherwise, any random person will dare to speak out."

Qingluan Douluo said excitedly: "Okay, great offering."

They have been waiting here and are getting impatient.

Not long ago, several powerful soul powers were transmitted from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and I have been itching to get my hands on them.

Qingluan Douluo brought Qian Daoliu's instructions to Guangling Douluo, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo, all of whom were ready to go.

"Let's go, it's our turn to perform."

Before he finished speaking, five figures transformed into five streams of light and streaked across the sky as dawn was about to break.

In the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, Chen Xin, Gu Rong and Yu Yuanzhen, the five of them stopped Ying Xian and his five companions.

However, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were relentlessly chasing Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Of course, the direct disciples of the three upper sects are not willing to be outdone.

Their strength may not be as good as that of Titled Douluo, but they can still attack Hu Liena and thereby prevent Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo from hunting down Tang San and Xiao Wu.

"Damn it, these ants are too much of a nuisance, I'm going to kill them first! Old Ghost, you keep chasing Tang San and that Soft Bone Rabbit!"

Ghost Douluo nodded, his figure flashed away, and he swooped down towards Tang San.

Ju Douluo stopped and turned to look at the disciples from the three upper sects who attacked Hu Liena.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

A fierce murderous intent swept over, and Tang Xiao and others noticed it.

Yu Yuanzhen immediately shouted angrily: "Juhuaguan, what do you want to do!"

"What to do? Kill them, of course!"

Before Ju Douluo finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his body.

A huge, strange-looking chrysanthemum slowly bloomed behind him, its petals as sharp as blades, emitting a heart-pounding cold light.

"Ninth Soul Skill—Withered Chrysanthemums, Wounds All Over the Ground!"

With his low shout, the sky inside the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was instantly covered by golden light.

Tang Xiao, Gu Rong and Yu Yuanzhen were furious and wanted to break away to interrupt Ju Douluo's attack, but they were entangled by Ying Xian and others.

"Go to hell, ants!"

The next moment, countless golden petals poured down like a rainstorm.

Each petal was as sharp as a knife, drawing brilliant arcs in the air and shooting straight towards the direct disciples of the three sects.

"Oh no! Get out of the way!" A disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect shouted in horror, but it was too late.

The golden petals were like the god of death's scythe, instantly piercing through his body and cutting him in half.

Another scream was heard as the chest of a Soul Saint from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan was pierced by the petals.

He looked down at the huge hole in his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

However, before he fell, more petals fell like raindrops, tearing his body into pieces in an instant, and blood gushed out.

"Help! I don't want to die!"

A Soul Emperor from the Haotian Sect tried to escape, but his legs were cut off by golden petals as soon as he took a step.

He fell heavily to the ground, blood gushing out from his broken legs. Before he could scream, he was minced into pieces by the petals that followed.

In the sky, golden petals poured down like a rainstorm, and on the ground, blood flowed like a river.

The bodies of the disciples from the top three sects were all chopped off, with broken limbs scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Ju Douluo looked down at all this coldly from the air, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

At this moment, a roar filled with rage exploded in his ears.

"Juhuaguan, I want you to die!"

"What!" Ju Douluo exclaimed, turned around and looked, only to find that Yu Yuanzhen had rushed in front of him at some point.

It turned out that Yu Yuanzhen used some of the soul bone fragments of the ancient dragon king that he brought out from the sect to raise his strength to a higher level.

He broke through the entanglement of the headless warrior and rushed in front of Ju Douluo in an instant.

At this moment, Yu Yuanzhen's right arm has completely transformed into a dragon, and the dark scales are shining coldly in the sunlight.

Five sharp claws carried violent blue lightning and grabbed Ju Douluo's chest with a shrill sound that tore through the air.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Ju Douluo's protective soul power was torn apart like paper, and the dragon claws penetrated his chest without any hindrance.

In an instant, blood gushed out from the wound, and the terrifying force made him draw a sharp arc in the air.

The next moment, the whole person flew backwards rapidly like a kite with a broken string.

With a loud bang, it fell into the audience like a meteorite.

"Cough cough..."

In the ruins, Ju Douluo coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, raised his head with difficulty, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"How could Yu Yuanzhen be so powerful that he could break through the defense of my Qirong Tongtianju with just one strike!"

The strange mushrooms reach the sky and are indestructible.

Ju Douluo's martial soul is the magical herb Tongtianju, which has the property of being indestructible.

Unfortunately, the Vajra Indestructible has no effect in front of Yu Yuanzhen now.

However, Yu Yuanzhen didn't want to give him a chance. He flashed and appeared in front of Ju Douluo in an instant.

At this moment, his eyes had completely turned into vertical pupils, emitting a terrifying murderous light.

"die!"

Another claw was swung out, and Ju Douluo barely dodged it by turning sideways.

Unfortunately, the dragon claw still brushed past his shoulder, and with a hissing sound, a cloud of blood was raised.

Ju Douluo was not willing to be outdone and immediately launched a counterattack.

The next moment, countless golden petals turned into sharp blades and swept towards Yu Yuanzhen.

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes flashed, he didn't dodge or evade, letting the petals cut into his body.

The moment the dragon scales collided with the petals, a sharp metallic sound was heard.

Despite this, bloodstains appeared on Yu Yuanzhen's body, but these injuries instead aroused his ferocity.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and earth, and a huge, as real as a blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex shadow appeared behind Yu Yuanzhen.

Then the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Ju Douluo.

Ju Douluo's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Yu Yuanzhen to be so crazy that he wanted to kill him without caring about his own injuries.

He hurriedly activated his soul power, wanting to use his soul skills again, but it was too late.

At this moment, Lan Minghua, who was watching the show in the audience, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Is it finally here?"

"What's coming?" Oscar looked around in confusion, "Who's coming?"

Before he finished speaking, a loud roar was heard outside the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect suddenly shook violently.

At this time, outside the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo's hands, which were holding the Coiling Dragon Stick, were numb from the shock.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this thing that can withstand the full force of my two brothers!"

(End of this chapter)