Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 92—Holy Spirit Cult Main Altar and Zhong Liwu

The reaction of the elders of the evil soul masters was a little slow, and then they all raised their heads.

At the entrance above, four figures were slowly descending here. Qian Lingjun, who was here for the first time, looked at this majestic underground palace and couldn't help but sigh: "Turtle!"

What kind of project is this!Beneath the ground outside the demonic forest, there is a building that can almost be described as a palace.

This building covers an area of ​​more than a thousand acres, and the inside is all built of solid granite, with various arrangements and extremely gorgeous.

After landing, Qian Lingjun curiously looked at the people standing in the square to greet them. Without exception, judging from the cold evil aura on their bodies, they were all evil soul masters with title Douluo or above.

One of them has a much stronger cultivation level than Fengling. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be Zhong Liwu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Without waiting for Zhongli Wu to speak first, Qian Lingjun took a few steps forward, as if inspecting the work, stretched out his hand and said: "My name is Lingjun, good evening, Master, it's really hard for you to wait for us here after the meal."

"?!" Zhong Liwu stared blankly at Qian Lingjun, who looked more like the leader than him, and showed a puzzled expression to Fengling.

Fengling just spread her hands and acted like you're used to it, I don't know the specific situation.

Letting go of his hand, Qian Lingjun shook hands with the titled Douluo Evil Soul Masters one by one, praised them for their hard work today, and encouraged them to keep up their efforts and create greater glory!

This wave of operations made this group of evil douluo who could stop children from crying at night feel a little less confident.

Something is wrong, very wrong, this saint seems to have a unique magical power, which can lead the people around her in a funny direction!

"Ahem, let me introduce you..." Zhongli Wula passed Qian Lingjun, intending to introduce Qian Lingjun to him like a kind elder.

"This is the third elder, with the title: Ming Lei, and he is the ninth-level soul master of our Holy Spirit Sect!" Zhong Liwu raised his hand and pointed at an old man in a cloak, who also pulled down his hood.

This third elder is an old man in his sixties, with long silver-gray hair hanging down his head. He has a very strong build. Although he is not young, his eyes are quite sharp.

"Hello, Third Elder!" Qian Lingjun saluted slightly, and continued to follow Zhongliwu.

"This is the Second Elder, title: Heavenly Centipede." The Xie Douluo that Zhongli Wu will introduce next has a handsome appearance, with white hair combed neatly behind his head, white beard fluttering, and a kind face. His smile makes it easy for others to like him when they meet him for the first time.

"Hello, Second Elder!" Qian Lingjun greeted again and looked at the next person.

"This is the Fourth Elder, title: Nether."

"Hello, Fourth Elder!"

"This is the fifth elder, titled: Bloody Hand."

"Hello Fifth Elder!"

"This is the Seventh Elder, title: Mask."

"Hello...", Qian Lingyun didn't even bother to say those two words, and just used the word "Hello" as a perfunctory excuse.

After briefly getting to know the Titled Douluo present, Zhongliwu said again: "The First Elder, the Sixth Elder and the Eighth Elder are currently on missions outside, and they won't be able to come back for a while. I'll introduce you when they come back."

"Okay!" Qian Lingyun nodded, spread his hands and said, "Master, the deputy leader will give me [-] million gold soul coins as pocket money if he promises me to join the sect. Now that I'm here, give me the remaining [-] million." Bar!"

A group of Evil Douluo: "..."

Ah, this is a saint who bought love with money!

The elders of the Holy Spirit Church did not respond on the surface, but they were already roaring in their hearts!

"This..." Zhongli Wu was silent for a while, then took out a gold card from the storage soul guide with some heartache, and handed it to Qian Lingjun.

Although they are very rich in the Holy Spirit Church, this little aunt who has [-] million pocket money is a gold-swallowing beast at first glance. It seems that the Holy Spirit Church will find a way to reduce the expenditure in the future.

"Hey! Leader, as the old saying goes, a thousand pieces of gold will come back again soon. If you give me this little money today, I will be able to make it back sooner or later. Besides, every penny means worth of goods! If only I had a penny. You don't want any money, can you rest assured?"

Qian Lingjun flirted with Zhong Liwu shamelessly. Although it was the first time they met, she was still as kind as an old friend (Qian Lingjun unilaterally believed).

"Okay!" Zhongli Wu suppressed the grievance in his heart, squeezed out a kind smile, and said, "Since the saint is here, why not choose a suitable guide among us to guide you in your future practice... "

At this moment, there was a terrifying fluctuation of soul power from the depths of the underground palace, and a wave of resentment spread out from the deepest part of the underground palace uncontrollably.

All the evil soul masters present showed horror in their eyes, and said with emotion: "With such a strong power, I really deserve to be the Supreme Master."

"Huh, what a strong resentment!" Qian Lingjun turned his body around and strode in the direction of the resentment.

"No saint girl, that kind of resentment cannot be tolerated by the soul king realm..." The third elder grabbed Qian Lingjun's wrist with quick eyes and hands, but he happened to meet those gloomy red eyes like rubies.

What kind of eyes are those, red all over, no whites, no vitality, only dead silence, the third elder swallowed, and hastily let go of his hands, letting Qian Lingyun go through the strong resentment alone, Step by step into the depths of the underground palace.

Along the way, the strong resentment seemed to have life, and they rushed towards Qian Lingjun who was alone, but they crawled silently in front of Qian Lingjun without exception, as quiet as a courtier meeting a king.

Seeing this, an ecstatic smile appeared on Zhongliwu's face. This is the aura that the Holy Spirit teaches Rakshasa saintesses to have!

In the deepest room of the underground palace, a woman wearing a black cloak was sitting on a bench, her body overflowing with bloody resentment from the inside out. Everything in the room was suspended in mid-air in a strange red color.

"Xishui, wake up, don't..."

There is another person in the room, that is a handsome white-haired old man, from his handsome features, it is not difficult to see the handsomeness of his youth.

The black-robed woman's hand dug deeply into the old man's shoulder, but the old man had no special reaction. Instead, he looked at the woman with unusual tenderness.

But when the woman dug out the old man's eyes with the other hand, the old man finally grabbed the woman's wrist.

The woman's hands looked weird, the palms and fingers were very white, and they looked like the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.However, there are dark red nails growing on it, and the nails are hook-shaped, which looks extraordinarily terrifying.

The old man sighed and pinched the woman's wrist, pouring soul power inward, trying to force her blood pressure back into the body, he hastily called softly: "Xi Shui, don't be controlled by evil nature."

As time passed, the blood energy in the room finally dissipated a little, but strangely, the resentment was not suppressed back into the woman's body, but instead gathered in other places on its own.

The old man hadn't encountered such a situation for decades, he let out a sigh, and used his vast mental power to explore the room.

In the passage, a figure was sitting cross-legged outside the door, absorbing the dark red resentment like a whale. Not only was the overflowing blood absorbed by her, but even the blood on the woman's body became thinner and thinner.