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The two daughters Zhang Lexuan, after hearing that Long Zhanye reported themselves as family members, were shocked by their age and cultivation.
A complex fluctuation flashed across their eyes in unison.
His legs shook slightly involuntarily and he took half a step back.
At this moment, they seemed to be facing a giant beast, and there was a hint of timidity deep in their hearts that they were unwilling to admit.
But after all, they had already sounded Sun Moon Divine Drum, and the sound of the drum seemed to have settled, with no room for withdrawal.
They know what kind of opponent they are about to face.
He also knew clearly that from the moment he set foot on this sky, there was no longer any way out.
I saw that the two of them released their own Martial Soul at the same time.
Behind Zhang Lexuan, a scarlet-bloody moon slowly rose.
The blood-colored moonlight spread across the entire night sky like a layer of silk that had been dyed countless times.
Long Zhanye's eyes suddenly lit up - her moon Martial Soul turned out to be not an ordinary moon, but Blood Moon.
He still remembered that the Martial Soul of his teacher Kong Deming was Silver Moon. The two were the same moon, but they were completely different.
This realization caused a slight alertness to pass through his heart, but that alertness was quickly swallowed up by a stronger will to fight.
As Zhang Lexuan and Martial Soul were released, the nine Soul Ring under her feet lit up one by one.
The first seven Soul Ring are standard Soul Ring Configuration, but just above the eighth and ninth Soul Ring, Long Zhanye's eyes lit up slightly.
Two red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring slowly rotated under her feet, exuding a sense of incomparable majesty and oppression.
The Soul Ring Configuration of Han Ruoruo is equally eye-catching - her first eight Soul Ring are standard Soul Ring Configuration, and the ninth Soul Ring is a bright red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Long Zhanye couldn't help but feel a burst of heartfelt emotion in his heart.
No wonder the genius called Shrek Inner Academy, with the title of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, Douluo, is really extraordinary.
If we continue to give these two people enough time and room to grow, maybe Zhang Lexuan will really be able to hit the realm of Limit Douluo in the future.
And that Han Ruoruo can at least reach the level of Super Douluo.
Their talents are so powerful that they are rare in the entire continent.
And Long Zhanye's mind was rapidly calculating at that moment.
Together, these two women own at least three pieces of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!
If he kills the two of them and seizes those Spirit Bone, it will be an extremely rich harvest for himself.
It may even allow his companions who have not yet gathered Spirit Bone to reach a higher level of strength.
However, at the moment when Long Zhanye's Soul Power pressure had just been released, he was about to take action with thunderous force.
A secret and cold spirit Divine Power quietly penetrated the noise of the night sky and accurately passed into his ears:
"Captain Long, please be merciful, spare the lives of the two girls in front of you, capture them alive and give them to me Holy Spirit Empire, how about that?"
Long Zhanye's movements stagnated slightly, and he recognized the source of the sound, which was none other than Zhongli Wu.
His brows furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face, but then he smiled.
He thought for a moment and then replied with mental strength. His voice was neither high nor low, but it carried a coldness that was as unyielding as a blade:
"Yes, of course, I can capture the two girls for you--"
"But your Asura Demon Sword will belong to me from now on, and Long will never give it back."
These words were like a huge boulder that struck the heart of Zhongli Wu in Holy Spirit Cult's camp in the distance, creating waves of waves.
His expression suddenly changed, and there was a surge of anger and annoyance in his eyes.
I really picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon, and the gain outweighed the loss.
He originally wanted to capture those two women and use Holy Spirit Cult's secret method to train them as his own Holy Daughter to make up for Holy Spirit Cult's already lost Offering Elder and Elder.
Unexpectedly, Long Zhanye used this as a threat to completely seize the Asura Demon Sword that he lent.
He wanted to have an attack, but in the end he was helpless...
Because Holy Spirit Cult has now founded the country, the losses of Offering Elder and Elder have made the entire skeleton of the Empire crumbling like an old tree that has been hollowed out.
He must add fresh blood as soon as possible, otherwise the newly-established country will not be able to maintain stability for a long time.
After all, his mother 'Ye Xishui' and his uncle 'Long Xiaoyao' are both over two hundred years old.
Even though they are still as strong as before, in the next hundred years, Holy Spirit Cult's pattern will inevitably undergo earth-shaking changes.
He must prepare for that coming future.
In the end, he could only suppress all the anger in his heart and chose silence like a beast that had to lower its head.
For the sake of Holy Spirit Cult, for the long-term development of the Holy Spirit Empire - what does it mean to temporarily lose an artifact?
As long as the two women in front of him can be taken under his command and become the mainstay of Holy Spirit Cult's future.
As long as Holy Spirit Empire can stand firm in this war sweeping the entire continent!
The gain or loss of a Asura Demon Sword is, after all, just a pawn across the river that is put into a larger chess game.
After Long Zhanye received the silent consent from Zhongli Wu, he originally planned to completely eliminate the two women in front of him within two moves.
With his current strength, in his eyes, level ninety-five and level ninety-four are just like candles in the wind, extinguished as soon as they are blown.
But since he had agreed to capture the two alive, he had to restrain some of his murderous intent and let go of his original thunderous vigilance and fierceness.
However, at the moment when his mind relaxed slightly.
Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo acted at the same time in tacit understanding, as if they were connected with each other!
I saw a long rope shining with golden light suddenly shot out from Han Ruoruo's hand.
But the long rope was swimming rapidly in the air like a spiritual snake endowed with life. Its trajectory was strange and changeable, turning left and right.
Speeding towards Long Zhanye.
This kind of Martial Soul, to be honest, Long Zhanye is the first time I have seen it.
The Shining Gold Rope was as agile as a living creature, drawing traces like golden ripples in the air.
And just when Shining Gold Rope was about to touch three feet in front of Long Zhanye, Zhang Lexuan lit up Eighth Soul Ring under his feet without hesitation!
The bright red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring instantly released circles of blood-colored ripples that were as solid as a substance.
Zhang Lexuan shouted softly, his voice clear and solemn:
"Eighth Soul Skill--Blood Moon Eclipse!"
At that moment, the originally bright moon in the sky was gradually stained by a thick layer of blood.
Like a drop of cinnabar slowly spreading in ink, the entire night sky was dyed a deep and depressing dark red.
A round of Blood Moon hung high in the sky, and the blood-colored light spread down like it was given substantial weight. In an instant, the colors of the world changed!
A blood-red beam of light suddenly shot out from Blood Moon.
Wherever that ray of light passed, the air seemed to have been completely evaporated in an instant, without even a trace of water vapor remaining.
Long Zhanye could clearly feel that a substantial sense of oppression was squeezing towards him from all directions at the same time.
That sense of oppression seemed to crush his bones, his flesh and blood, and his Soul Power under the bloody moonlight.