The Holy Spirit Cult's Great Enshrined Elder! Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao Arrives to Aid

"Trying to run?"

"Do you really think Shrek Academy is somewhere you can come and go as you please?"

Though the Golden Holy Dragon, Mu En, was badly wounded, as the master of the Sea God Pavilion, when someone had already come knocking at their door, wouldn't it be far too humiliating if he did nothing?

And Luo Feng's unexpected performance beside him had also given Mu En ample confidence.

If they could keep this Death God Douluo here today, then to all the Evil Soul Masters under heaven, it would absolutely be a crushing blow!

There was no time to lose!

Kill!

"Mu En, know when to stop!"

Just as the Dragon God Douluo and the Six-Winged Archangel began to pincer Zhongli Wu from left and right, a tremendous boom suddenly rang out from above the firmament.

At the nine o'clock direction, a huge mass of Dark Cloud drifted over.

And within it, there seemed to be a dragon-shaped creature roaming.

Judging from the feel of its scales and its form, it should have been a black dragon!

"It's you, Long Xiaoyao?"

At the sight, Mu En, whose hand had almost reached the Death God Douluo, stopped outright.

He also used his martial soul to block Luo Feng.

Then he sent a voice transmission filled with concern.

"Kid, stand behind me!"

Because the one who had come was none other than the Dragon Emperor Douluo, who had once been comparable to the Golden Holy Dragon.

He was also Long Xiaoyao, the grand worshiper of the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Heh, I truly never expected that we two old friends would meet again in such a way!"

Sensing Mu En's vigilance, Long Xiaoyao did not launch an attack at once.

Instead, he stood atop that enormous black dragon

and looked over the battlefield with world-weary eyes.

Especially when he saw the Six-Winged Archangel martial soul behind a certain someone, the corner of his eye visibly twitched.

And it was precisely because of this brief pause

that the Death God Douluo, who had been scared witless, finally gained a chance to catch his breath.

In an utterly sorry state, he fled to Long Xiaoyao's side.

"Many thanks for your assistance, Uncle Long. I truly didn't expect Shrek Academy to actually have something that counters me..."

What did it mean to be stubborn as a dead duck?

This Death God Douluo had clearly lost because his skills were inferior, yet with his mouth, he was still trying to leave himself a way out.

However, facing the Shrek experts rushing over from every direction, Long Xiaoyao did not dare act rashly either.

"Old friend, you know his identity too. Give me some face!"

After a moment of silence, Long Xiaoyao stated his demand.

He wanted to take Zhongli Wu away!

"Long Xiaoyao, I never expected you would now actually be in league with these Evil Soul Masters!"

Seeing his old friend and rival appear once more, Mu En's emotions at that moment were extremely complicated.

But there was one thing he understood.

Today, in all likelihood, they would not be able to keep the Death God Douluo here!

"Heh, Long Xiaoyao, I can give you face, but you can't take all these fellows away, can you?"

As he spoke, Mu En pointed at Shrek Academy.

Because they had been cooperating in the attempt to capture Ma Xiaotao.

These Evil Soul Masters had been wreaking havoc everywhere.

They had even caused many young students to lose their lives.

Long Xiaoyao could indeed take Death God Douluo away.

But if every last one of the remaining vandals was allowed to leave, what would that be?

"I'll only take the child with me. Do as you see fit with the others!"

At last, Long Xiaoyao compromised as well.

That was tantamount to tacitly allowing Shrek Academy to deal with the captives they had seized.

Among the eleven people who had come this time, four were Titled Douluo.

The rest were also experts at the Spirit Douluo level.

And that vice sect leader had already been subdued by Luo Feng.

If they really counted it up, Shrek did not come out at a loss.

Moreover, after the earlier coordination, the elders from Sea God Island all knew Luo Feng's special trait.

As long as this young man was allowed to slay enough Evil Soul Masters, his leveling speed would be like riding a rocket!

"All right. Then it's settled!"

"Take Death God Douluo and leave. As for whether the others can go, that will depend on their fate!"

Mu En did not bully anyone either.

The proposal he gave was enough to show the magnanimity of an elder!

"Thank you, old friend."

Long Xiaoyao gave a slight nod and grabbed Zhongli Wu by the shoulder.

The black dragon phantom beneath his feet slowly coiled, retreating to the edge of the battlefield.

But he did not leave at once. Clearly, he wanted to stay and catch up, or perhaps guard against Mu En suddenly going back on his word.

Seeing Long Xiaoyao give way, a relieved, gratified smile finally appeared on Mu En's aged face.

He withdrew the berserk thunderous pressure of the Radiant Holy Dragon, turned his head, and looked at Luo Feng with a gaze filled with deep appreciation and trust.

"Luo Feng, lad, it's all thanks to you today.

The talent and strength you've shown have far exceeded all of our expectations."

Mu En reached out with his withered palm and patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, his tone becoming incomparably solemn, yet carrying a hint of ease.

"That old fellow Long Xiaoyao and I haven't seen each other for decades.

There are some old scores and things in our hearts that we need to discuss alone."

At this point, Mu En turned his head and pointed toward the outskirts of Sea God Island and the outer courtyard below, where flames were still soaring into the sky and the sounds of battle rang out nonstop.

"As for those small fry still causing destruction down there... I'll leave them to you."

A sharp killing intent flashed through Mu En's turbid eyes.

"Didn't you say just now that your martial soul needs to absorb the power of Evil Soul Masters to evolve?

Go, child.

Tonight, Shrek Academy will lay out the grandest feast for you! Kill as you please. Leave not a single one alive!"

Hearing Mu En's words, which were practically an imperial decree to slaughter, the wicked smile at the corner of Luo Feng's mouth instantly widened.

This was a "buffet" personally approved by the Pavilion Master of Sea God Pavilion!

"Thank you for granting me this, Elder Mu.

You can rest easy and catch up with your old friend. As for the trash down below, I guarantee I won't let them take even a speck of ash out of Shrek."

Luo Feng gave a slight bow, then abruptly turned his head.

A terrifying pure golden divine radiance suddenly erupted from those deep black eyes.

"Bzz!"

Three pairs of broad, heavy pure golden wings abruptly beat in the night sky.

Luo Feng's entire body transformed into a dazzling meteor that tore through the darkness, carrying the terrifying pressure of an eighty-eighth-rank Spirit Douluo, as well as the absolute Law of Judgment from his five-hundred-thousand-year divine ring, like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.

He dove straight toward the area below where the aura of Evil Soul Masters was densest!

At that moment, on the outskirts of Sea God Island.

Blood Spider Douluo Sky Spider and Dark Cloud Douluo Dark Cloud were leading seven Spirit Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters.

They were locked in a fierce battle with the Shrek elders and inner court teachers who had rushed over.

Blood-colored spiderwebs filled the sky, carrying a violently corrosive poison that covered nearly half the plaza.

Pitch-black poison clouds blotted out the sky, leaving many young Shrek students collapsed on the ground in agony.

"Hahaha! Kill! Kill all these Shrek geniuses! Let them know the price of offending the Holy Spirit Cult!"

Sky Spider Douluo laughed madly, the eighth spirit ring in his hand flashing wildly.

However, just as they thought they had gained the upper hand and were preparing to expand their victory, a terrifying pressure that made them tremble from the depths of their souls, as if they had encountered their natural predator, suddenly came crashing down from high overhead!

"What... what is that?!"

Dark Cloud Douluo snapped his head up, his eyes widening in terror.

The ink-black night sky was suddenly torn apart by a dazzling pillar of pure golden light!

At the center of that pillar of light was an incomparably beautiful figure with six golden wings, like a god descending to the mortal world, plummeting toward them at an unimaginable speed.

"Deliverymen of the Holy Spirit Cult, coming all this way in the middle of the night to bring a meal. How hardworking of you.

To show my gratitude, I'll personally send you on your way."

Luo Feng's voice was cold and mocking, yet filled with endless killing intent.

Like the funeral bell of the god of death, it rang beside every Evil Soul Master's ears.