Ju Zi Collapsed, Douluo Intangible Cultural Heritage Six Thousand Words

The original pale golden color was also gradually fading.

A Linked Soul Tool led by a Soul Saint truly could not withstand it with only that bit of stored energy. It could only be used in an emergency.

Just as the enemy was about to launch their third round of attacks, and the situation was hanging by a thread, the purple eye hanging on the Soul King priest's chest blazed with light.

A holy and magnificent voice rang out in his heart. "Application approved. Temporary control authority has been issued. The Undead Six-Winged Angel will enter the battlefield in three seconds. Please guide and issue commands accordingly."

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"The Undead Six-Winged Angel has descended. For the glory of the God of Light and Undead, crush them!"

In an instant, blazing Holy Light bloomed from above the heavens.

That was the Heavenly Kingdom Stairway!

The overwhelming pressure instantly made countless Soul Engineers' hearts tremble violently.

They forced down the fear rising in their hearts and subconsciously turned to look back.

However, what greeted them was the merciless Holy Sword in the Undead Six-Winged Angel's hand.

"T-Titled Douluo..."

This was the last thought that flashed through the seven-ring burly man's mind.

Immediately afterward, he only felt a sudden burst of scorching heat on his neck, and then his vision went black as he completely lost consciousness.

This burly man should have been glad he was not an Evil Soul Master.

Otherwise, under the burning of the raging Holy Flame, even his soul would have been burned to nothing.

When the remaining Soul Engineers saw their boss instantly killed by the other side, the thought of fleeing had only just risen in their hearts.

But as the Undead Six-Winged Angel unleashed its soul-shocking force at full power, they could not even