Chapter 396: Turn back time, long live the Holy Son
"..."
Qian Renjue finished in a whisper.
What else does the person in charge of Xingluo want to say?
But the team of soul masters belonging to the Tiandou Empire suddenly fell silent.
"What's going on?!"
They can feel it clearly.
They seemed to be locked by invisible energy, which made them feel a little frightened.
In an instant.
Between Qian Renjue's brows, a purple-black light bloomed.
Almost sweeping the entire square.
That's when.
All team members in the Tiandou Empire felt a sense of elation sweeping through their bodies.
Black and white alternate in front of my eyes, when it appears again!
Unknowingly, they were standing on the outside of the encirclement in the center of the square.
"Wow——!"
Everyone, including the knights protecting the Pope's palace, couldn't help but make an uproar.
Even the Pope couldn't help but change his temper.
Sword Douluo almost couldn't sit still and wanted to stand up.
Snap!
Ning Rongrong was stunned, and the gem in his hand fell to the ground.
"What's going on?!"
"It's him! The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace did it. How did he do it?"
"Obviously the martial arts spirit has not been activated"
"What kind of soul skill is this? I've never heard of it!"
"..."
Amidst the din, almost no one noticed.
Qian Renjue's face turned pale and instantly turned rosy.
Almost restored to its heyday.
Forcing the other party to transfer space is too expensive.
Not only the soul power, but also the mental power bottomed out instantly.
If it is not the first soul skill.
By turning back his own time for five seconds, Qian Renjue would no longer be able to fight.
Fortunately.
The cultivation level of the surrounding soul masters is not high.
Qian Renjue closed his eyes and chuckled, ignoring the comments around him.
Put your hands down and open your palms in front of you.
Yun Danfeng said lightly:
"Everyone, now you can start beating me up with all your strength."
"..."
All participating soul masters were silent.
They now have no hope of defeating Qian Ren.
What they call genius
In front of Qian Renjue, it was just a big joke.
"It's over, it's over!"
The person in charge of the Star Luo Empire staggered twice.
Just now, he thought it was the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace who was afraid of losing.
He didn't know until now.
The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is not afraid of losing.
This is because they are afraid that winning will be too easy and that the shock to them is not big enough!
"Haha."
Ning Rongrong let out a sweet laugh, but Ning Fengzhi had not yet recovered and had no time to stop her.
"Brother Shengzi is so handsome! Even more handsome than Grandpa Jian"
Ning Rongrong almost jumped up with joy.
Sword Douluo's face, standing next to Ning Fengzhi, turned slightly dark.
Well done. Just praise.
Why do you still want to step on your grandpa Jian? !
At Qian Renjue's signal, the cardinal put away the exclamation in his eyes.
Reminder:
"Everyone, get ready, the game begins!"
Hear the command.
Geniuses who have been suppressed for a long time seem to have found an outlet.
Someone kept shouting and encouraging.
"Everyone, even if we are going to lose, we should lose clearly."
"See his martial soul and soul ring!"
"That's right!"
"..."
"Let us go! Open the martial spirit"
Buzz!
More than one hundred and forty soul masters surrounded Qian Renjue in the square.
Summon martial spirits and soul rings.
That light made the surrounding palace knights couldn't help but feel excited.
That roar is a true reflection of everyone's heart.
If they all fail.
If you can’t see people opening martial arts and bright soul rings, then it’s really a failure.
I will no longer have the face to be regarded as a genius!
"The third soul skill, Wrath of Thunder! The fourth soul skill, Blue Lightning Divine Dragon Disease!"
"The fourth soul skill..."
"..."
The sounds of various soul skills were loud.
Qian Renjue looked at the person who was the first to roar and attack, a smile flashing in his purple eyes.
Is he the genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family?
Really proud.
"Brother! Come on!" Hu Liena stood on the edge and called out.
"Brother Holy Son. Ah!"
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but want to add fuel to the fire, but Ning Fengzhi covered her mouth.
There was chaos all around and no one noticed.
But it's always right to be careful, and the Qibao Glazed Sect still has to act a little better now.
Maybe it can play a key role in the future.
"Uncle Jian."
Ning Fengzhi turned to look at Sword Douluo before he started asking.
Sword Douluo said in a deep voice:
"It's spatial ability, a more subtle use than Old Bones."
"There seems to be something else."
Sword Douluo muttered to himself as he looked at Qian Renjue who was about to be swallowed up by various attacks.
He did notice just now
After Qian Renjue used that move, his aura became extremely weak.
But in an instant it was back to its peak.
He couldn't understand.
Bibi Dong knew this very well, with a little distress in her eyes
But more of it is pride and pride.
There is this fight.
The name of her Holy Son of the Spirit Hall will be resounding throughout the world of spirit masters.
Liu Erlong's face flushed.
Qian Renjue's power made her excited, and she shared weal and woe.
Buzz!
A powerful and thick hurricane swept around Qian Renjue.
Mixed with terrible thunder and lightning.
The traces of the attack on his body disintegrated under the shock of thunder and lightning.
Changing trajectories under the discharge of those hurricanes.
"Ah——"
When many soul masters were defending and avoiding attacks.
But only a few could notice that a power grid began to appear on the ground beneath their feet.
The power grid goes round and round.
Constantly vibrating.
The soul power in their bodies actually fluctuated, and the release of soul skills was hindered.
After the thunderstorm.
Following closely is the group attack skill mastered by Qian Renjue.
Thousands of thunder flashes!
Black thunder and lightning accumulated in the sky and exploded suddenly.
Those thunder and lightning struck like rain.
Everyone was eager to defend and had no chance to attack Qian Renjue.
"Damn, how could this happen! Ah——"
The captain of Thunder Academy was shot and flew out by Qian Renjue.
When they were baptized by thunder and lightning.
Qian Renjue was strolling around and moving through space, but no one could catch him.
Hit those pretty good soul sects with finishing blows.
And use the power of mind to deal with those soul masters who are still struggling to their death.
In order not to cause unnecessary casualties.
Qian Renjue just controlled his attacks within the range that Soul Lord could bear.
It can only cause shock, not burning.
"He's over here."
"This way!"
"..."
Teachers from those colleges
Looking at his students like headless flies, he covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look at them.
The Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is much stronger than they imagined!
How can Soul Saint describe this?
Contra is not an exaggeration!
Wuhun Palace, with this Holy Son here, is enough to prosper for hundreds of years!
If you add those special soul guides.
This world is going to be in chaos!
"Ah——"
Qian Renjue floated in the air and knocked down the members of the Kamikaze Academy.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
"The photo I just took seems to have a two-headed wolf?"
"Forget it. Never mind."
"Ah——"
Under the numb eyes of many college teachers and leaders.
In the square.
Only Qian Renjue was still standing among them.
They were wailing and rolling in pain, and some were even sleeping peacefully.
On the other hand, Qian Ren Jue.
But his breathing was just a little short.
This soul master competition is completely prepared by Wuhun Palace for the Holy Son to become famous
A stage set up for Wuhun Palace to promote the world of soul masters!
Let those special soul tools become a display stand for the cantilevered swords of major forces
But anyway.
This soul master competition is undoubtedly over.
The championship belongs to Wuhun Palace.
It belongs to him alone!
"The game is over. The winner of this game is my Highness the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!"
the cardinal declared excitedly.
"Long live the Son!"
The sound coming from nowhere set the whole square on fire.
"Long live the Son, long live the Son!"
"Long live Brother Holy Son."
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)