Chapter 44: The body controls the underworld, and the divine power is as powerful as prison. It is declared that Yama, the tenth palace of the underworld, comes to see you! [Seeking for further reading]
The sky was misty and foggy, with heavy downpour mixed with the faint movement of lightning crackling the sky.
Everyone looked at the four figures emerging in the sky and the nine soul rings flashing beside them.
The scene fell into deep silence.
The next moment, everyone lowered their heads in fear, not daring to look any further!
【……】
Behind the screen of the inner sanctum.
Qian Renxue and the two titled Douluo Jiang Mo struck so quickly that Qian Renxue didn't even react.
It wasn't until she heard a familiar voice that she seemed to understand something. Her originally calm expression suddenly changed, and she spoke in disbelief.
"This is……"
"It's the voice of Qianjun and Jiangmo!"
"Why are they here? Could it be that the news of my defeat was passed to Wuhun Palace and let grandpa know about it? Or... grandpa simply wants Tiandou's share of the pie?"
Qian Renxue said in a low voice, if it was the former, it would be okay, but if it was the latter... Wuhundian would really become a mortal enemy of Qin Zheng in the future, which she would definitely not want!
Step——
Various thoughts flashed through her mind instantly, but Qian Renxue had no time to think about it anymore. She walked lightly towards the outside.
Now, nothing has happened yet, even if the enshrinement of Wuhun Palace arrives, as long as she opens her mouth, there is still room for redemption.
We must not allow Qin Zheng and the two priests of Wuhun Palace to form an irreversible hatred!
However, as soon as she stepped out of the screen position, she was stunned on the spot.
In her eyes, the calm young emperor always maintained a calm look in front of her, as if he could control everything in his hands no matter what situation he was in...
At this moment, although he didn't make a sound, his appearance didn't even turn cold, and there was no pressure at all.
But in those dark eyes, a cold light began to flash.
Qian Renxue knew very well that it was the murderous gaze of blood and fire.
Previously, Qin Zheng said that he would massacre the city, and even slaughtered all the tens of thousands of Tiandou generals outside the city who refused to surrender. This is what he looked like!
"Suffered."
【……】
Inside the pilgrimage hall.
Facing the four titled Douluo, Qin Zheng didn't notice that Qian Renxue had come out.
He just raised his head and looked at the several titled Douluo in the sky, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Coiling Dragon Stick, it seems that these four titled Douluo are all from the Spirit Hall."
The martial soul coiling dragon stick in the hands of Qianjun and Jiangmo is so symbolic that it is difficult for Qin Zheng not to recognize it.
but……
"Four titled Douluo gathered together just to kill me?"
"Oh--"
Qin Zheng's eyes were cold, he smiled inexplicably, and glanced around with his peripheral vision.
The palace was reduced to ruins by the Coiling Dragon Stick, as well as the black and white Wu Chang who was seriously injured by the Coiling Dragon Stick, and the Yin Gui Angel who was knocked unconscious by the Coiling Dragon Stick and did not know whether he was alive or dead, are all vivid in his mind!
If it weren't for the two titled Douluo beside Qin Zheng, Qin Zheng would definitely die at this moment!
“Interesting, really interesting.”
Qin Zheng spoke slowly, the aura of violence on his body became stronger and stronger, and his eyes opened and closed with murderous intent: "It's interesting, it's hard for me not to want to kill you!"
Swish——
As soon as these words fell, the scene immediately set off multiple waves.
"Is Qin Zheng crazy?"
The four Contra Deans focused their attention on Qin Zheng again, full of shock.
They couldn't believe it, let alone imagine it.
What did Qin Zheng say? It's killing!
He wanted to kill all the four titled Douluo above!
What is a title Douluo?
That is the figure who stands at the top of the Douluo Continent's pyramid. In the past few decades, apart from the death of Pope Qianxunji, has anyone heard of any titled Douluo dying?
No!
Now, Qin Zheng dares to say that he wants all four titled Douluo above him to die. Why does he have the right to do so? Just rely on the two titled Douluo under his command?
Where did he get the confidence to look down on the four titled Douluo?
【……】
"Huh? This kid is so brave!"
"However, with the protection of two Titled Douluo, his own soul power is not high, but he can still stand up to us in the eye-to-eye confrontation. I am afraid that the only one with such qualifications is Qin Zheng, who has suddenly emerged from the army."
"Good! You asked for it."
Qianjun Douluo's eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous intent everywhere.
They had attacked boldly before, which seemed terrifying, but in fact they had controlled their strength. Because Qian Renxue was still in the palace, they would definitely hurt Qian Renxue if they attacked with all their strength.
Therefore, they controlled the power, intending to force out Qin Zheng and the two titles next to him, so as to kill them quickly and then retreat, allowing Qian Renxue to break free and succeed as the crown prince Xue Qinghe. But they didn't expect that Qin Zheng would come out on his own without any pressure from them.
He even didn't take their four titled Douluo seriously at all!
Such an attitude is simply too rampant and too contemptuous of the four titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall!
"It's a pity that being crazy requires the ability to be crazy."
"But you didn't!"
"Get on the road and repent again in the next life!"
"The eighth soul skill, a critical throw!"
As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly raised his hand, and the Coiling Dragon Stick in his hand changed instantly. A strong blue light emerged, became several times larger, and crashed down towards Qin Zheng's position!
Boom!
The Coiling Dragon Staff pressed down, accompanied by the terrifying blue soul power lingering in the air. The momentum was too terrifying.
The eighth soul skill, Thousand Throw, can be said to be Thousand Throw Douluo's famous move, and it also represents his determination to kill Qin Zheng instantly.
Under the title Douluo, whoever stands in his way will die!
“Protect Your Majesty!”
The black and white impermanence next to Qin Zheng moved instantly. The mourning stick and the soul-enchanting bell in his hands were completely shaken, turning into a stick shadow blessed by thousands of ghosts, heading towards the coiled dragon stick with great momentum!
Boom!
The two collided, and the thousands of ghosts transformed from the mourning stick suddenly struck together with the coiling dragon stick. The majestic soul power spread out. Suddenly, the entire palace hall began to shake, as if it would collapse at any time.
However, this movement was only momentary.
Because the next moment, with a muffled sound of "Puch", Black and White Wuchang was blasted out one after another.
Even though the two of them are famous imps and handsome men in ancient times, they are only at level ninety-one at the moment and cannot cross the five-level gap to fight Qianjun Douluo.
In an instant, the ghosts in the sky collapsed, and the mourning stick was shot out.
The two titled Douluo were defeated instantly!
But the Coiling Dragon Stick, which was filled with terrifying soul power in the air, did not hesitate and slammed down on Qin Zheng's head.
At this moment, Qin Zheng no longer had a strong person protecting him.
In other words, Qin Zheng is bound to die at this moment!
At this moment, the entire audience was shocked, and even Qianjun Douluo had a smile on his lips.
"Qin Zheng is going to die?"
The four Contra Deans of the Elemental Academy looked at each other in disbelief.
They all couldn't believe that Qin Zheng was so murderous, strategizing, and even playing with their lives in the palm of his hand...
Really, he would die like this.
But in their hearts, they just wanted to let Qin Zheng die!
"Qin Zheng, you need to die!"
【……】
"Qin Zheng!"
Qian Renxue couldn't help but wanted to run out, but was suppressed by the tyrannical soul power in the air.
She was just a soul emperor at the moment, so how could she save people in the hands of a peak Douluo?
She could only look desperately at the coiled dragon stick exuding blue soul power in the void, moving down towards Qin Zheng.
"Qin Zheng!!!"
At this moment, all the eyes of the audience were fixed on Qin Zheng, their eyes were extremely complicated, and thousands of waves were stirred up in their hearts!
Only...
Qin Zheng, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at all this indifferently, his dark eyes dyed blue by the blue stick.
Even in everyone's eyes, he is the one facing death.
But what Qin Zheng has is indifference, the indifference that can see through life and death!
"Oh--"
"Four titled Douluo, Qianjun Douluo."
"What a great aura."
Until the Coiling Dragon Stick was about to touch in front of him, suddenly, he chuckled.
There was an undying chill in that smile. Immediately, Qin Zheng closed his eyes, lay down behind the dragon chair, and spoke faintly.
"Then I will play with you."
"The body holds the netherworld, and the divine power is as powerful as prison."
"Xuan, Yama, the tenth palace of the underworld."
"Everyone, meet me!"
(End of chapter)