Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 126
At this time, Meng Yi had already dealt with everything outside and came here.

He looked at the exquisite, luxurious and magnificent hall in the past, and there was still an unconcealable shock in his eyes.

Cautiously walking through this ruined place, he quickly glanced at the distraught rebels, and then hurriedly walked towards Qingyang.

The collapse of the mountains in the distance is not yet over, and even at a short distance, a loud rumbling sound can still be heard.

Meng Yi knew very well what caused all this, so his expression became more respectful.

This kind of terrifying mighty power that truly changed the world was beyond his imagination in the past. Even Titled Douluo couldn't do this step, right?

"Hallmaster, all the people outside have been taken down. Please issue an order on how to proceed next."

When he came to Qingyang, he respectfully asked for instructions.

At the same time, the restrained golden light on Qingyang's armor sprinkled on his body, and a warm and comfortable feeling emerged, making him slightly intoxicated.

Even, even the soul power in his body that hadn't fluctuated for a long time, unexpectedly increased a little bit like this.

Meng Yi was terrified, followed by a burst of heat.

Qingyang's unknown and powerful martial spirit, apart from its desperate and terrifying lethality, actually has such a magical effect!
It is even more shocking than the inherited martial soul of the Angel family!

in case……

Quickly stopped this thought, Meng Yi restrained his inner pursuit of powerful power.

He knew that these things were beyond his control.

"Temporarily imprison them in the Douluo Palace. After the situation in the city stabilizes, the Pope will have a trial waiting for these people."

Qingyang's calm voice made Meng Yi nod quickly.

Needless to say about the trial, not only that, the scene must be grand, and the number of spectators must not be small.

The huge chaos in Wuhun City was ultimately to give everyone an explanation, and it was also a necessary means to prove that Bibi Dong's majesty was still there.

These, as the master of the palace, he naturally understood.

Qingyang withdrew his gaze, and turned to look at the people of Douluo Hall who rushed over from a distance.

Po Jun and Wang Dafu were breathing steadily, and the members leading behind them were also full of energy, it could be seen that they didn't expend much effort.

Qingyang felt his exhausted mental state, and he had a little idea, then raised his hand slightly, and finally used his soul power.

The spirit ring of wood emerged from the front of the body, slowly ascending to the sky and continuously rotating and expanding. Under the illusory green light, a strange sealing power fell into the bodies of all the remaining rebels on the scene.

Immediately, the spirit ring was retracted, the spirit power faded, and the pressure and frightening power that had been faintly emanating all this time were disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

All the martial spirits in different shapes lost their function and retreated from the possessed state. No matter how hard they tried, they could not break through the blocking force.

"These people have also been dealt with according to what I said. They have lost their soul power. They are not much different from ordinary people now."

Looking at the people in Douluo Palace who came to him, Qingyang said in a flat tone.

It's just these ordinary words, but Wang Dafu and others bowed their heads and said yes, not daring to have the slightest doubt.

Compared with before, Qingyang's majesty is even thicker.

Wang Dafu had complicated emotions in his heart, so he thought of it.

Perhaps this is what the terrifying achievements he witnessed and the peerless strength brought to Qingyang.

Seeing that everyone had heard his order, Qingyang didn't stop, turned around and walked away, he sensed that person, who was waiting for him there.

But here, he doesn't have to worry about it anymore, someone will do everything for him, after all, these people are the elites in the Spirit Hall, their ability is unquestionable.

So, in the fading light of the armor, Qingyang showed his figure, and walked in that direction step by step.

Vaguely, it seems that Qingyang can be seen and feel a depressive and boring emotion.

Po Jun stood up, moved slightly, and the armor all over his body made the sound of colliding gold and iron.

After watching Qingyang leave, he turned his head and looked over.

The rebels who were so proud and worried them so much before now looked like beasts without sharp teeth and claws. Although they still posed a certain threat, they were equivalent to ordinary people.

Contra, whose soul power has been suppressed, will never be able to cause harm to him at the same level.

Compared to this, in addition to losing their powerful strength as fangs and claws, these people also lost one more important thing.

That is the spirit.

Without this thing, they will never be able to return to their peak form.

Po Jun sighed inwardly, and he walked in front of Xiao En.

"It's shocking and unacceptable, isn't it?"

Hearing this voice, the old-looking Sean just moved his eyelids, but didn't react any more. He still sat on the rubble ruins with no manners, staring blankly at the ground.

At this time, he has lost his concern for external things, and is only immersed in his own world. He can't extricate himself for a while, or he doesn't want to face it.

Not only him, but also the other elite members of the hall and the strong family background who were brought in were all like this. Qingyang had already left a deep shadow in their hearts.

"I don't plan to say anything. Compared to you losers who are destined to have no future, the present of us people is more important."

"Look back on these last days."

After finishing speaking, he personally lifted the head of the Wuhundian Soul Master Academy, and led him to the temporary prison of Douluodian.

In this way, it can be regarded as giving him the last trace of face.

Outside the city, an elite army with strong bodies, possessed by spirits, and full of spirit rings, under the leadership of Intis, is officially entering the city of spirits at a chaotic but inexplicable orderly pace.

On the road, people who don't know the current affairs stop in front of them from time to time, there are even not weak soul masters, and many resist.

But it's useless, no matter who it is, facing this elite army of soul masters, they are all crushed to pieces like powder.

Because of their killing and clarity, the chaos in Wuhun City subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the situation was not right, countless people fled, dropped the murder weapon in their hands, and found an unoccupied corner to hide.

In the noisy Wuhun City, there seemed to be no human voices suddenly, only countless burning buildings remained, and the scarlet blood that started to dry up all over the ground.

In silence, the Central Soul Master Legion slowly advanced towards the inner city with unstoppable firm steps.

At the same time, the deep and dark sky finally released the first ray of sunlight in the morning, shining on the devastated and traumatized Wuhun City.

Everyone in the city unanimously realized.

Its daybreak.

(End of this chapter)