Chapter 177 Wang Quan Wumu must die
Now that they have come here, it is obvious that Bibi Dong has already known that the strength of the Wangquan family should not be underestimated, so she sent Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo, two level 95 Titled Douluo, to come here.
"Are you two sure that you want to become my enemy? If you leave now, I might be able to forgive you for the sake of Senior Sendaoliu. But if you persist in your stubbornness, then I will only have a broken pot. Posui, I will kill you all here."
"Arrogant junior, just because you don't have the qualifications, even two of our three titled Douluo are enough to hold you back. The rest only need to capture the hundred thousand year soul beast. .”
The corner of Demon Bear Douluo's mouth twitched, and he stared fiercely at Wang Quan Wumu in front of him. This guy wanted to stop the Spirit Hall's progress. He was simply courting his own life.
No matter how you say it, Wuhun Palace is the top force on the Douluo Continent. There are not even an odd number of titled Douluo, let alone a little guy.
Seeing that the other party was determined to do so, Wang Quan Wumu shook his head slightly. In this case, let's see the specific strength of the three Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall.
A fiery red owl appeared out of thin air, and above it, a beautiful woman also showed a smile.
The feathers scattered on the owl also wrapped around the buildings here at this moment. A strange smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, and the eighth soul ring on her body also quietly lit up at this moment.
"Destruction is really exciting."
"The eighth soul skill, blood boiling!"
I saw the feathers scattered in the air burning crazily with flames, and any creature that touched them was burned up in an instant.
Even the clear lake water started to boil after touching it, which was enough to show how powerful this titled Douluo's eighth soul skill was.
A strange smile appeared on Lingyuan Douluo's lips.
Wang Quan Wumu looked at Lingyuan Douluo in the sky with a hint of disdain in his eyes. Then he moved his fingers slightly, and an incomparable energy continued to spread out in all directions like a raging sea.
Ling Yuan Douluo raised her eyebrows. She also knew that Wang Quan Wumu's strength should not be underestimated. She didn't expect that just the sword intent he exuded would make her feel a sense of crisis.
"Although I am only at level ninety-four, it should be more than enough to destroy you."
"furious!"
The several Titled Douluo naturally knew that Wang Quan Wumu's strength should not be underestimated, and they immediately released their seventh soul skill, their martial soul true body.
Wang Quan Wumu shrugged indifferently. These guys wanted to provoke him. They really didn’t know how to live or die.
Wang Quan Wumu gently stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the surging soul power fluctuations continued to spread out in all directions like a raging sea. At the same time, circles of soul rings symbolizing strength also lit up at this moment.
As the spirit ring appeared, the masters of the Spirit Hall all stopped their actions at the same time, because what appeared in front of them at this moment was not an ordinary hundred-year spirit ring or a thousand-year spirit ring, but a ten-thousand-year spirit ring...
And a hundred thousand year red soul ring.
As black soul rings appeared one after another from the Spirit Hall's masters, they realized why His Holiness the Pope had arranged so many soul masters to come here.
Not only that, when the last few spirit rings appeared, the whole sky became oppressive, and the energy emitted at the same time also made the spirit hall masters marvel. It turned out that this guy's strength had surpassed the ancient extreme, and even the spirit ring configuration of the Pope was not a threat to him.
With the appearance of the nine soul rings, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood. Anyone who comes into contact with it will be filled with this bloody gas. They don't even have a chance to react, but they find that the energy in the body has been absorbed. .
"Six paths for ten thousand years, three paths for a hundred thousand years?!"
Ghost Leopard Douluo's throat rolled, and he subconsciously looked at the Demon Bear Douluo beside him. He didn't expect that Wang Quan Wumu actually possessed three hundred thousand year spirit rings. Is such unimaginable strength the limit that humans can achieve?
The four major clans with single attributes also rushed out, releasing their martial spirits without hesitation, ready to use their own strength to completely kill these guys here.
Looking at the endless stream of strong men from Wuhun Palace, those clear eyes reflected endless blood red. In an instant, the color of the world changed, and the blood of countless strong men was forcefully drawn out at this moment.
Shrill cries rang out in the Wang Quan family. Everyone was frightened by this sudden scene and some even wanted to run away.
It is natural that Wang Quan Wumu would not let the other party leave this place alive. Since he is ready to fight, then don't even think about leaving alive.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the cold sword energy suddenly shot out like a thunderous giant. The surging air waves also indirectly caused countless strong men to fall to the ground and died.
Demon Bear Douluo was very angry when he saw that the opponent's methods were so cruel. He immediately rushed forward and wanted to stop Wang Quan Wumu from continuing to kill innocent people.
Wang Quan Wu Mu looked at the strong men of the Spirit Hall with a cold gaze. At the same time, he raised his right hand slightly, and countless Wang Quan swords shining with golden light suddenly formed in the sky.
With the appearance of the Sword of Kingly Power, the soul masters of the Spirit Hall subconsciously stopped and looked up at the phantom of the Sword of Kingly Power in the sky.
Wang Quan Wu Mu moved his fingers slightly, and the shadow of Wang Quan's sword in the sky poured down on the people below like rain, and the air became distorted wherever it passed.
Anyone who came into contact with it was reduced to ashes. Even a Soul Douluo could not withstand this unparalleled attack and was killed on the spot almost instantly.
"Damn bastard, this guy is obviously only at the level of a 94th-level Titled Douluo, how can he burst out with the strength of a 98th-level Titled Douluo, how is this possible?"
Lingyuan Douluo said with a look of disbelief on his face.
However, this matter has completely exceeded their understanding. If Wang Quan Wumu cannot be dealt with, this guy will become the enemy of the Spirit Hall.
It can even be said that it will never be possible to turn things around.
Thinking of this, Lingyuan Douluo clenched his teeth, looked at the two Titled Douluos beside him, nodded slightly, and said in a voice transmission: "The three of us will attack together. If we can't kill Wang Quan Wumu today, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."
Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They also understood in their hearts that if Wang Quan Wumu did not die, the situation in the entire Douluo Continent would change.
(End of this chapter)