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At this moment.
Whether it was the sad Huo Yuhao or the surprised Long Zhanye, they all gradually recovered from the afterglow of Wang Qiu'er Sacrifice.
The golden halo slowly dissipated, and the bloody lightning falling from the sky also stopped at some point.
The two people's eyes met in the air, without words, only an instinctive alertness to each other's existence.
During several fights between Long Zhanye and Huo Yuhao, he could clearly feel that the opponent had at least two extremely high-quality pieces of Spirit Bone.
Kill him, take away his Spirit Bone, and then give the body to Masked Douluo. Then you can get some benefits from that greedy old fox.
But Huo Yuhao might not think so either.
Among his Sea of Consciousness, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm and Ice Empress were hurriedly reporting to him the terrifying Soul Power fluctuations on Long Zhanye.
Two people are wary of each other, covet each other, and are always ready to sink their fangs into each other's vital points when they reveal their weaknesses.
There must be an end between them. So why not today?
Buzz - Two soft beeps, almost at the same time.
Huo Yuhao and Long Zhanye actually released Martial Soul at the same time.
One is Soul Saint without Seventh Soul Ring, and the other is Soul Douluo without Eighth Soul Ring.
But the auras emanating from the two of them were surprisingly evenly matched.
Above Long Zhanye's forehead, Sky-Propping Eye slowly opened his mouth.
Huo Yuhao and Spirit Eye lit up at the same time, and purple-gold light flowed deep in his pupils.
Two pairs of eyes and four gazes collided silently on this charred land, causing invisible energy ripples in circles.
Just when the two of them were at war with each other and were about to take action--
Long Zhanye's heart suddenly tightened!
An almost instinctive warning of crisis licked the back of his neck.
He didn't look back, but he knew that something was approaching at an extremely fast speed.
His Double Pupil turned rapidly in his eyes, capturing the looming black mist in the distant sky.
The mist surged like a tide, carrying a cold aura that made his soul tremble slightly.
"Guyi!" Long Zhanye shouted, but the voice had not yet fallen.
His figure flashed like Gui Mei, and Spirit Eye, who was so fast as Huo Yuhao, only captured an afterimage.
The next moment, he had appeared beside Ye Guyi.
One hand held her waist, the other hand gently patted her shoulder, and a soft Soul Power enveloped the frightened woman.
Ye Guyi didn't even have time to utter a exclamation before a golden light was absorbed into Storage Belt around Long Zhanye's waist.
Huo Yuhao felt puzzled by this and frowned slightly.
What does this mean?
At the critical moment when the fight is about to take place, put your companions away?
The answer will be revealed soon.
In the distance, a black mist was drifting in at an alarming speed.
The mist was as thick as ink and rolled like boiling water. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, the air was stagnant, and a disgusting smell of decay hit our faces.
"Hahaha--!"
A roar of laughter exploded from the black mist, the laughter was hoarse and harsh.
"A kid who disturbed Rising Sun City, and a kid who abducted the leader..."
"Hahaha... none of you can escape today!"
Before the laughter ended, the black mist gradually converged, as if it was tightly grasped and compressed by an invisible hand, and a thin figure emerged from it.
It was an old man wearing a black robe. The large robe remained motionless in the morning breeze, as if the fabric itself was some kind of living thing.
His face took on a sickly lavender color, like the scars left by frostbite.
The pair of eyes sunken deep into the eye sockets, cloudy yet sharp, glanced back and forth between Huo Yuhao and Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye already has a judgment in his mind--
Holy Spirit Cult, Evil Soul Master.
He just felt a strong and cold breath coming towards him.
Just in case, he withdrew the released sperm Divine Power early and hid in the dark to observe.
In his perception, the breath was cold, sticky, and lingering.
He knew at that time that there was a high probability that Holy Spirit Cult's pursuers had arrived.
The reason why Ye Guyi was decisively included in Storage Belt was not only because he was afraid that she would be affected by the battle, but more importantly--
On Ming Capital Spirit Guidance Competition, the scene where Ye Guyi faked his death was witnessed by many Holy Spirit Cult Elder.
If they were allowed to see the lively "Ye Guyi" appear next to Long Zhanye at this time.
Then those shady transactions between him and Holy Spirit Cult will probably end here.
And those transactions are the talisman that allows him to still roam within Holy Spirit Cult's sphere of influence.
What puzzled him was that the aura of this strong man was comparable to Third Elder and Fourth Elder.
Long Zhanye quickly searched for the memory in his mind about Holy Spirit Cult's senior executives--
He extracted a lot of information from Masked Douluo, including the list of Holy Spirit Cult's internal banned numbers Douluo and Evil Soul Master.
But he had never seen the lavender face in front of him before.
Not anyone mentioned by Masked Douluo.
There are only two possibilities: either Masked Douluo is lying to him and deliberately hiding some powerful people!
Either--
Holy Spirit Cult's background is much deeper than Masked Douluo is willing to admit.
At this time, Huo Yuhao had an extremely suppressed pain and anger on his face.
His fists clenched loudly, his knuckles turned white, and his nails almost pierced his palms.
"Holy Spirit Cult!" His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper.
"Evil Soul Master--!" His eyes were fixed on the old man in black robe.
"If it weren't for you, Qiu'er wouldn't be Sacrifice!"
In his Sea of Consciousness, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm communicated with him hastily, conveying a message to him - join forces!
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, condensed his essence Divine Power, and extended it in the direction of Long Zhanye.
He did not attack, but turned the information he wanted to convey into Spiritual Sharing--
"Put aside personal grudges first and fight the enemy together!"
He used Divine Power to transmit his voice and spoke very fast, as if he was racing against time.
"The enemy is strong and we are weak. If you persist in your stubbornness, you may end up being defeated by them all!"
Long Zhanye refused directly.
He cut off Huo Yuhao's tentative spiritual connection.
"It's you who's afraid, not me!"
With Long Zhanye now at level 80 and Soul Power, he didn't take the title Douluo seriously at all.
The Golden Dragon Bloodline in his body was boiling, and the newly fused Power of Fate was still rushing through his meridians.
He is confident that he can compete with the person in front of him with the title Douluo!
Huo Yuhao heard this and felt very anxious.
Long Zhanye ignored Huo Yuhao, and he didn't even look at Huo Yuhao again.
All his attention was locked on the old man in black robe.
"You two brats--" the old man in black robe finally spoke.
"Should you take the initiative to go back with me... or let me do it myself?"
Huo Yuhao smiled.
Then he raised his hand, stretched out his index finger, and lightly hooked it in the direction of the old man--
A standard, nakedly provocative gesture.
"Oh? I don't think I will stay here today."
Long Zhanye, however, frowned slightly and said, "This senior--"
"Zhongli leader went to a mysterious place in order to become stronger."
"Why did you get kidnapped by me?"
When the old man heard this, the clouds on his lavender face became even thicker.
"The leader has been breathless for several days-"
He stared at Long Zhanye, "Did you use treacherous means... to kill the leader?"
There was a hint of temptation in his voice, as well as a hint of murderous intent.
Huo Yuhao's eyes widened and his gaze wandered back and forth between Long Zhanye and the old man.
He learned from Ma Xiaotao not long ago--
Holy Spirit Cult leader Zhongli Wu is a Super Douluo who is not weaker than Xuan Zi.
And he, Long Zhanye, a Soul Saint.
No, it's Soul Douluo now. Can he actually control this powerful man who stands at the top of the continent?
In his heart, there was an unspeakable absurdity and shock.
What on earth is this person going to do?
Long Zhanye's expression remained unchanged and his tone remained calm. "Senior, if you don't believe me, I can take you to see it myself."
The old man smiled sinisterly, and that smile was like a gaping wound on his lavender face.
"You still want to deceive me?" He shook his head.
"I don't believe it."
"What's the explanation..." He paused and his voice suddenly turned cold, "Go back to the Holy Sect... I'll do a soul search and then make a decision!"
Soul Search--
That is one of the most cruel methods Holy Spirit Cult!
Forcibly tear apart the opponent's soul and read through the memories. The soul-searched person may have a nervous breakdown at the least, or lose his soul at worst.
Long Zhanye shook his head slightly.
This old man was indeed not easy to deceive. He sighed inwardly.
He whispered, "It doesn't matter... one against two... it doesn't matter either!"