Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 115
"Master Qingyang, I'm really sorry, this old guy actually has a soul bone. We were negligent and couldn't kill this person on time."

Meng Yi had sweat on his forehead, and lowered his head to report to Qingyang.

At the same time, he took out a slightly dull yellow right arm spirit bone and handed it over.

It was precisely because of this spirit bone, which was somewhat beyond his imagination, coupled with the old guy's reckless style of play, that the two of them failed to win the gold pole in a short time.

For him, who is extremely concerned about face, this is tantamount to a blow.

And Po Jun on the side just bowed his head silently and saluted without any words, expressing his silent apology.

Qingyang nodded slightly, and slightly calmed down the restless soul power in his body. The visible phenomenon was that half of his arm was faintly entwined with golden thunder.

After feeling a little bit of the soul power that was mostly empty in his body, he turned his attention and looked at this soul bone.

This right arm spirit bone seemed to be of extraordinary age and extremely complete, which made him have to make a move. If it weren't for the powerful spirit power that contained everything in his body, others might not be able to kill with one blow.

In terms of quantity alone, due to his own insufficiency, Qingyang's soul power is nothing more than the sum of several soul masters. The reason why he is invincible is due to his extremely high quality.

And with this spirit bone, it was able to defend against two powerful Contras for a short time, which shows how extraordinary it is.

"Forget it, unexpected things are still excusable."

For the mistakes of the two, Qingyang did not care about it.

He turned his head to face Jin Yao, and said, "This spirit bone is somewhat related to yours, plus it has been helping me all the time, so you should keep it first."

After finishing speaking, he threw the spirit bone in his hand and precisely landed it in the astonished Jin Yao's hand.

Jin Yao opened his mouth, looked at Qingyang's unquestionable gaze, and finally accepted the soul bone.

Meng Yi and the others looked at Jin Yao enviously. Although the resources of the Wuhun Hall were unimaginably rich, the spirit bones were still extremely rare.

Even if they are the masters of the real power hall, they may not be able to have such a piece.

This incomparably precious cultivation resource can only be kept in stock in the treasures of the Angel family in the enshrinement hall. Others, even the Pope, may not have a few pieces.

Qingyang was able to hand over this soul bone to others without swallowing it himself, which made them envious, somewhat had some expectations for the future, and at the same time convinced Qingyang even more.

"Hall Master, if I'm not mistaken, this person is a hermit from the Golden Crocodile Clan. He was active in the Wuhun Palace decades ago, and it's been a while since I've seen him come forward."

"This time the other party came to the Douluo Hall to provoke, they must have been instigated by someone. From my point of view, perhaps those rebels have already begun to prepare for a general attack."

Although Po Jun didn't point out who it was, he pointed the finger at the group of rebels inside and out.

But as soon as his voice fell, the atmosphere in the hall became quiet.

Others, unlike Po Jun, have unparalleled confidence in the current situation because they understand enough.

For what Po Jun said, Qingyang had expected it.

In comparison, if it continues to drag on, the situation will become more and more difficult for those people, whether it is the redress of the Central Soul Master Corps, or the return aid of the Spirit Halls in various places.

Both are inevitable developments that can change the current situation. Therefore, if you want to achieve the opponent's goal, it is the best choice to carry out a decisive battle with the momentum of the crowd in a short period of time.

Only then can we use righteousness to welcome Qian Renxue back, support her to become the pope, and suppress all changes in the Wuhun Hall.

"It doesn't matter, they are destined to fail."

Qingyang's tone was relaxed and confident. Under his influence, Meng Yi and others gained more confidence.

Others didn't know it, but he could clearly feel that Pope Bibi Dong was already level 97, completely different from ordinary Title Douluo.

Even without Qingyang, this rebellion is doomed to end without a problem, and it will become a farce.

Now the rebel army seems to be powerful, including most of the halls of Wuhun City, but their high-end combat power is extremely lacking. Without the support of the shrine hall, no one will be Bibi Dong's opponent.

Those people probably thought that Bibi Dong was just an ordinary Titled Douluo.

Therefore, he dared to be so unscrupulous only with the acquiescence of the priests.

They never imagined that it had only been a few years since they broke through to Title Douluo, but Bibi Dong's cultivation had already reached a level that they couldn't even imagine.

It's not clear at all that the tacit attitude of the priests...is exactly what Qingyang spread.

Otherwise, with the arrogance of the priests, they would not pay attention to these people at all.

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Tonight, the world of Wuhun City is unimaginably deep.

Looking around, the lights are all extinguished and there is no sky, only the bright or dim fire lights everywhere, illuminating the dark night.

Since he entered Wuhun City, no matter when and where in his memory, regardless of day or night, Wuhun City is always bright and brilliant, which will never be extinguished.

At that time, I probably never thought that I would be the first person to subvert its light.

If the deacon who led him into the Wuhun Hall knew, he would probably want to twitch himself.

The Lord Inspector, looking at the night in front of him, his thoughts wandered unconsciously.

Why he has come to this point, even he himself is a little strange, perhaps this is also a kind of necessity.

No matter what, at this point, he has no way out after all.

"It's already at this time, some people... probably won't come."

With melancholy voice, Sean came over.

He glanced at the absent-minded Inspector Palace Master, and continued:
"Everyone is ready. The halls of each family have brought people close to the three halls. Next, it's time for us to act."

The familiar voice interrupted the divergent thoughts of the Inspector Palace Master.

Looking at Xiao En's inexplicably calm face, he restrained himself and remained silent for a while.

In the end, he let go of all his anxiety and distracting thoughts, and turned into a firm and decisive word:

"set off!"

Xiao En nodded, and looked ahead at the powerful soul masters standing on various buildings in Wuhun City.

Every one of them has at least the strength of Contra, and at a glance, there are already more than 20 of them.

These people, including the families of various halls, are exactly their confidence to fight against Bibi Dong with a clear-cut banner.

If those plans are also successful, there is a [-]% chance that they are already [-]% sure.

Xiao En sighed inwardly, if according to their plan, there would be turmoil around the Wuhun Hall, the Pope's already scarce manpower would be restrained, and Qingyang would be transferred away by Xingluo Invasion.

Coupled with the secret support of the two major sects of Tiandou, he never imagined that the Pope could resist him.

But now among the three stages, only one is successful, and they only hope that the future development will be as they wish.

(End of this chapter)