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Xuan Zi was so angry that his face was red, and the veins on his neck were throbbing!
Xian Lin'er on the side has an even more fiery temper. The Green Flame Dragon Spear in her hand is burning with blazing blue flames!
She pointed at Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng and shouted angrily:
"Scorpion Tiger Douluo!!"
"Zhang Peng, don't go too far! Last time, you were defeated by me. This time... I will definitely capture you!"
But Zhang Peng smiled and said, that smile was full of disdain and ridicule, "If you don't rely on that kid's mental assistance... just you?"
The implication is that without Huo Yuhao, she Xian Lin'er is nothing!
Just when the two were tense and a melee was about to break out, Feng Ling also came out and said a few words.
Her voice was still elegant, but with a hint of unquestionable majesty. "Xuan Zi... I admit, I am not your opponent!"
She paused, and a hint of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes, "But... there are only four of you!"
"And there are seven of us!"
"I don't believe it, we... can't save him today!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!
The dozen or so students named Shrek Academy all had their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces!
Holy Spirit Cult, that is the lair of Evil Soul Master, everyone can find it and kill it!
But now, they actually want to protect a person who has nothing to do with them Evil Soul Master.
Even Long Zhanye felt instantly surprised!
He did not expect that the people who came out to protect him were not people from the sect, not Mingde Hall, but... Holy Spirit Cult!
Xuan Zi was silent.
His old face looked uncertain.
He believed that with his Level 98 cultivation, even if Feng Ling tried his best, he would not be his opponent.
But the opponent has a large number of people, and... the dragon Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao who has never seen its head or tail, I don't know where it is!
If... he suddenly takes action behind his back, I'm afraid that he and these Shrek children will all die here!
At this time, Xuan Zi, after weighing the pros and cons, although he was itching with hatred, he had to make a rational judgment!
He decisively stopped!
He took a deep breath, and the voice was cold and full of murderous intent:
"I don't care what use this boy is to you? Next time I see him, I will make him... broken into pieces!"
Xian Lin'er looked at Xuan Zi who was so angry that he felt unwilling to do so.
She gritted her teeth, pointed at Zhang Peng, and yelled, "Zhang Peng... next time... I'll take your life again!"
Subsequently, under the leadership of the four elders Shrek, Shrek Academy and Tang Sect retreated one after another!
They just took this breath temporarily! Their grudges with Long Zhanye will not end here!
Watching their departing figures gradually disappear into the depths of the woods, Long Zhanye's tense body relaxed slightly.
He looked at the Evil Soul Masters in front of him who were still suspended in the air and exuding a cold aura, and he felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He didn't know whether he should be grateful for these Evil Soul Master, or whether he should be... thankful?
Are you glad that they appeared in time and saved a life? Are you glad that they removed the obstacles to their revenge?
The tense atmosphere gradually dissipated as Shrek everyone left.
But Long Zhanye's tense nerves did not relax even a little bit.
Because he knew very well that the seven cold and powerful auras in front of him might be more dangerous than Xuan Zi and others.
"Young man, we meet again."
Feng Ling was the first to speak, with a hint of lazy temptation in his voice, like a beautiful snake spitting out a message.
A meaningful smile appeared on her charming face.
"I didn't expect you have another name, Long Zhanye... it's a pretty good name..."
She paused, and a glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. "The leader asked us to wait for you here. Come on, come with me."
Long Zhanye's mind is spinning, leader?
Is it Zhongli Wu?!!
He must have some agenda by letting these people wait for him here.
But now, there are seven people on the field with the number Douluo, and fourteen eyes staring at him. Even if he wants to run away, it is absolutely impossible!
Long Zhanye sneered in his heart.
Zhongli Wu asked himself to see him, presumably because he wanted something from him.
For example, you value his talent, you want to win over him, and you also want to take advantage of his hatred.
In this case, before meeting the real owner, I should be safe and there must be no direct threat to him.
He took a breath and suppressed the Soul Power in his body that was about to riot.
He raised his head, glanced calmly at the seven figures, and nodded.
Under the "escort" of seven people with the title Douluo, Long Zhanye had no room to refuse.
He followed a few people and galloped away in the direction of Holy Spirit Cult's base camp.
Several hours of traveling.
They passed through the city, crossed the mountains and rivers, and finally came to a huge building complex full of weird Gothic style hidden in the mountains and forests.
The building was completely dark, with a towering spire, like a prostrate black beast, exuding a chilling aura.
Enter the gate that looks like the mouth of a giant beast and move forward along the deep corridor.
Long Zhanye was taken to a magnificent, church-like hall.
On both sides of the main hall, there are several thick stone pillars engraved with Runes neatly arranged.
The atmosphere in the palace was solemn and cold.
The five accompanying Elder, after entering the hall, walked to the left and right sides and sat in their own seats.
But only Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng and Feng Ling, one behind the other, continued to walk deeper into the hall with Long Zhanye.
Go under the high platform.
Zhang Peng stopped suddenly, and a rare and respectful look appeared on that sinister face.
He bent down and bowed deeply.
Feng Ling also stopped, raised her head, and faced the high platform.
The figure sitting on a huge stone chair made of unknown bones said:
"Master... the person you want... I have brought him back."
Long Zhanye looked up.
On the high platform, there sat a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with an unfathomable aura--Zhongli Wu!
Yes, it was the national master sitting next to Xu Tianran on the field that day!
He would never mistake that face!
Zhongli Wu nodded expressionlessly, his eyes scanning Long Zhanye several times.
Then, he waved his hand gently, and Feng Ling understood and stepped aside respectfully.
On the high platform, it was empty and silent.
Only Long Zhanye was left, standing under the stage, eye to eye with the towering leader Holy Spirit Cult.
"Boy..."
Zhongli Wu's voice, low and hoarse, echoed in the hall, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
"Today... but this religion saved your life! You said... how should you repay me?"
Long Zhanye heard this and immediately lost his composure!
He cursed in his heart, this old fox was so explicit when he opened his mouth!
They obviously took a fancy to his talent and wanted to use this method to make him owe a favor and then use it for him!
He hesitated for a long time, his stern face looking uncertain.
How should he answer? Should he pretend to be dumbfounded? Or be conciliatory?
At this time, Zhongli Wu looked at his appearance and smiled. That smile was cold and proud, as if he had everything under control.
"Boy..." He spoke slowly, with a hint of persuasion in his voice.
"Since you have a grudge against Shrek... I heard that you are still Heaven Dou Empire's person..."
"How about... join me Holy Sect... become my Holy Sect's Holy Son!"
He paused, and a trace of murderous intent flashed through his eyes, "At that time... let me see who dares to be disrespectful to you? Who dares to touch a hair on your head?"