Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 221 You're not getting away!

Deep inside the mine, the lights were dim, and the damp air was filled with the smells of rust, blood, and an indescribable stench of decay.

More than ten evil soul masters dressed in black robes sat around a rough stone table, on which were spread several soul guide drawings and maps, one of which clearly marked several important nodes of Heaven Dou City.

A gaunt old man with snake-shaped tattoos on his face tapped a spot on the blueprint with his finger: "This batch of fixed-installation soul-guided cannons must be transported into the designated location in the city in batches this year. As for the shells of level seven and above, it is too difficult to transport them in. They will be disguised as ordinary soul-guided device parts and slowly transported through the black market over two or three years."

"Remember, it's better to be slow than to arouse the suspicion of any power."

Another burly, bald man with a fierce aura said in a deep voice, "Old Snake, why go through all this trouble? In my opinion, it would be faster to just detonate a few outer outposts, create chaos, and send the goods in during the confusion."

"Fool!" the gaunt old man known as Snake Elder shouted sternly, "If you want to die, don't drag me down with you. Don't forget the plan from above. Heaven Dou City is just one of the storage points. The real feast isn't here. We can't expose ourselves prematurely!"

The bald, burly man's face turned red from the scolding, but he dared not argue back.

Just then, a cold, shrill voice came from the shadows in the corner: "Old Snake is right. But I have a feeling uneasy. Haven't the sentries outside reported back for too long?"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere around the stone table tensed slightly. The old snake's eyes sharpened, and his withered fingers instantly flicked out several gray-black threads of soul power, which stretched out towards the cave entrance as if they were alive.

Almost at the same moment he extended his soul power.

"boom!"

"Enemy attack!" The bald, burly man reacted the fastest, roaring as dark red soul power burst forth from his body. Eight soul rings suddenly rose, and his body rapidly expanded, his skin covered with a thick layer of keratin and bone spurs, revealing him to be some kind of powerful beast spirit.

Snake Elder was not to be outdone. His figure retreated like a ghost, and with a flick of his sleeve, a large swath of gray-black poisonous mist spread out, accompanied by a mournful wailing of souls.

It not only obscures vision, but also has a strong effect of mental and physical corruption.

His seventh spirit ring also lit up, and his entire body transformed into a fleeting gray shadow, which was his true spirit form, the Netherworld Ghost Shadow.

The other evil soul masters also released their martial souls one after another. In an instant, the soul rings in the depths of the mine flashed wildly, and the strange soul power fluctuations were like a boiling oil pot.

However, while they reacted quickly, the attackers were even faster!

A blazing golden-red flame, tearing through the darkness of the rising sun, crashed violently into the pervasive poisonous fog!

Wherever it passed, the gray-black toxic fog hissed as if it had encountered its nemesis, and was purified and evaporated.

Leng Yaozhu's figure appeared in the firelight. Her face was covered with frost, and she raised her slender hand, her five fingers loosely clenched.

"burn!"

hum!
Centered on her, the temperature of the surrounding space suddenly soared to a terrifying level, the air distorted, and the rocks turned red.

It was not just a physical high temperature, but also contained a kind of artistic conception. The poisonous mist released by the snake elder melted away like ice and snow and quickly dissipated.

"Heavenly Phoenix Douluo?! Impossible! How could you be here!" The gray shadow that the Snake Elder had transformed into let out a sharp scream, filled with disbelief and panic.

Leng Yaozhu's appearance was completely beyond their expectations.

His response was Leng Yaozhu, who pointed her fingers like a sword and slashed through the air.

A purplish-gold fire line, condensed to its extreme and only as thick as a hair, appeared out of thin air. Ignoring spatial distance, it instantly pierced through the seemingly indestructible beast spirit defense of the bald, muscular man, passing right through his swollen chest and leaving a hole that was bright from front to back and charred at the edges.

The bald, burly man's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt as he looked down in disbelief at the large hole in his chest.

The raging soul power instantly dissipated, the martial soul was dispelled, and the massive body crashed to the ground, the life force in its eyes quickly extinguished. A powerhouse close to the level of a Title Douluo was instantly killed in one move.

"Old Bear!" Snake Elder was shocked and furious, but he knew he was no match for Leng Yaozhu. His Netherworld Ghost Shadow True Form rapidly faded as he prepared to use a secret technique to escape.

"You can't escape!" Su Qiu had appeared in the path that the Serpent Elder's true form was trying to take when he appeared. He raised the strange holy spear in his hand and gently thrust it into the void where the Serpent Elder was.

"town."

Snake Elder suddenly felt the surrounding air become viscous like glue, as if the space was being sealed and reinforced by an invisible force.

His true form, a ghostly figure capable of passing through walls and disappearing into the shadows, was trapped in the most solid amber, making movement extremely difficult and causing his soul power to stagnate.

"What is this?!" Old Snake screamed in horror, boundless fear rising in his heart.

This seemingly young boy possesses such unpredictable and bizarre methods!

Su Qiu did not answer, but looked at Leng Yaozhu.

Leng Yaozhu took a step forward and arrived in front of the imprisoned Snake Elder. She grabbed him and dragged him away, saying, "I'll interrogate him first. You take care of the aftermath."

"no problem."

Su Qiu watched as Leng Yaozhu, carrying the immobilized snake, transformed into a streak of fire and disappeared into the depths of the mine.

He didn't disturb them, his gaze sweeping over the remaining evil spirit masters inside the cave.

These evil spirit masters had lost all their ferocity; their faces were ashen.

Some tried to struggle, but under the unbreakable spatial confinement casually set up by Su Qiu, they couldn't even circulate their soul power smoothly. They could only twist their bodies in vain, their eyes filled with fear and despair.

"I ask, you answer. No, forget it." These low-level thugs definitely won't give us any useful information.

He flipped the holy lance in his hand, and golden light filled the entire space.

Without a sound, the evil soul master, along with his soul tools and storage equipment, was crushed and annihilated by that strange golden light, leaving only a few specks of ashes scattered, without even being able to utter a scream.

The whole process was quiet and swift, as if these people had never existed.

Ashes drifted down.

Su Qiu gently raised the Holy Spear, letting the ashes fall onto its tip.

"Dawn".

The auspicious beast Xiaxi leaped out, slowly crawled forward on the gun, and sniffed the wisp of ash.

"Find someone."

Xia Xi rubbed her nose and activated her Soul Skill, Destiny. Since it was a Soul Skill she had provided, she naturally used it more effectively than Su Qiu.

"It's just like a dog." Guang also chimed in, clicking his tongue and saying, "Who raised it? It doesn't have the lion-like strength of the first Three-Eyed Golden Lion at all."

Xiaxi, who was looking for someone, suddenly turned around and bared her teeth and claws at him.

Golden light flowed around Xiaxi, and she closed her eyes, the vertical pupil on her forehead glowing slightly.

The almost invisible ash particles in the air seemed to be drawn by invisible threads, slowly swirling and recombining around her.

“Eeya.” Xia Xi’s voice carried a strange ethereal quality.

(End of this chapter)