Douluo: The Legendary Hegemony of Douluo

At the same time, in the southwest, in front of the Yin-Yang Temple.

Unlike other temples located in strange terrain, Yin Yang Temple was built in a prosperous small town.

And the residents of the small town are also very unusual. Without exception, the people here are all people with crow wings.

Of course, there are exceptions. The town is divided into two halves, half of which are men in black with crow wings.

And the other half is the man in white with white wings.

Yes, this is the jurisdiction of the twin Holy Spirits.

They stood on one left and one on the right behind an elder holding a hammer.

This elder was the Elder of the Liantang who survived under Chen Xiu's hands, and he is also the only living person who has mastered the method of making the Demon Sword.

Back then, in order to prevent such a weapon from appearing again, Chen Xiu slaughtered hundreds of people in the training hall with the blood-cleaning sword.

"Hey, you two little devils, can you say something nice, it's not cute at all to be so cold all the time."

Yin Ling looked at the elder of the hall, "Our duty is to assist you in repelling the rebels. Apart from that, we have not received any orders."

Yang Ling nodded, "So, we are not obliged to chat with you."

The elder of the hall covered his face, these two children were indeed trained by the apocalypse ruling, they both spoke so meanly.

"Forget it, forget it, old man, I'd better look at the scenery by myself."

In front of the Yin-Yang Temple, the Elder of the Refining Hall pushed the door out. Looking back, the two were exactly the same height.

Both are about 1.7 meters tall, and since the latest martial soul fusion, both of them have undergone great changes.

Yin Ling has long black hair, and there is not a trace of white in his eyes, which are pitch black.

He was dressed in a black teaching robe, with a tattoo of a wolf holding a hunting knife on the back!

Yin Ling has short white hair, and no pupils can be seen in his eyes, which are pure white.

He was dressed in a white robe with a tattoo of a white sheep holding a hunting bow on the back.

Elder Liantang looked at himself, he was wearing a messy blacksmith's coat, with sweat and oil stains on it.

Elder Liantang smiled wryly and shook his head, maybe today is his death day, but he is wearing such a suit of clothes.

Shaking his head, the Elder Liantang couldn't help recalling what happened a long time ago in his eyes.

At that time, his surname was Tang, and he was also a member of the Clear Sky School, but now, he is just a notorious blacksmith.

"That's all, all that's over."

Elder Liantang was carrying a huge dragon-headed hammer, and nine soul rings were always entwined around his body.

In order to deal with emergencies, the elders of Liantang decided to release their martial souls all the time to prevent the enemy from attacking them.

On the other side, outside the small town, an army of more than 4,000 soul masters has quietly approached.

They didn't fight over with great fanfare, because the leader of the team was Yan Douluo, the suzerain of the Fire Leopard Sect.

He is a new titled Douluo, so naturally he dare not be the same as those old titles.

He only has level ninety-one spirit power, so if he encounters someone with a higher level than himself, he won't be able to fight at all.

Li Yao and his gang drove the ducks to the shelves, and Yan Douluo really had no choice but to hold it back.

Although he can run away if he can't beat him alone, his disciples are different.

There are more than 4,000 people, and the elites of the sect are here. Once he leaves, what will these disciples do?

Can't the sect be opened?

"Master, don't be so depressed. There is a small town ahead. Let's find out what's going on inside first."

Yan Douluo looked at the red-haired young man beside him, this is his apprentice, even a younger generation can be regarded as a genius.

At only eighteen years old, he broke through to the fortieth level of Soul Sect.

"Hey, idiot, the first thing this time is definitely not a small fight, but a war on the entire continent."

"Except for the Clear Sky School, all the remaining seven sects participated. Even the Spirit Hall is no exception. Most of the titles with names and surnames on the mainland are called here!"

"The name of this battle is to punish evil spirits, but anyone who dares to escape in front of the battle, or does not work hard, may be labeled as an evil soul master."

Yan Douluo sighed, "If my guess is correct, the Yin-Yang Temple should be in this town, I just hope there is no title in it."

"Master, what are you afraid of, you are a Titled Douluo now!" Seeing the new fire in his apprentice's eyes, Yan Douluo knew.

This child's vision is still too narrow, thinking that Title Douluo has reached the peak.

In fact, it is not the case, among the titled Douluo there are also strong and weak, Yan Douluo can be said to be ranked just behind Poison Douluo.

The future is not certain, but right now he is definitely the weakest among Title Douluo.

When everyone walked into the town, there were thousands of people in a group, as long as they were not blind, they should have been spotted.

"It's strange, the people here are weird, they obviously haven't released their martial souls, but they have the flesh and blood of soul beasts growing on their bodies." Yan Douluo secretly thought that something was wrong.

He was about to order his disciples to evacuate the town, but it was too late...

boom! ! !

A giant hammer hit the entrance without warning, and a figure fell from the sky immediately after!

"It's already here, if you don't go in for a cup of tea, doesn't it seem that we, the Holy Spirit, don't know how to treat guests?" Elder Liantang said with a grin.

Townspeople with black and white wings slowly surrounded them, and they showed off their martial spirits one after another.

Levels ranging from forty to seventy, Yan Douluo gritted his teeth, "It's troublesome."

You can't fight here, you must lure this guy to another place first!

"Hmph, this is the valet way taught by you Holy Spirit? Reciprocity, I'll give it back to you!"

Yan Douluo Shi Wuhun's physique instantly became thicker, and immediately a layer of black fire spread across his body instantly!

Yan Douluo raised his head and roared, two identical heads grew out on both sides of his neck!

A black tail turned into a black fire extending from the buttocks!

"Hell three-headed dog! So it's you, hahaha!!!"

Seeing Yan Douluo's martial soul, the Elder Liantang suddenly burst into laughter.

Yan Douluo's face tightened, no! How could he recognize himself?

"Don't talk nonsense, I have never seen you before, I am Fire Leopard Sect Yan Douluo, since ancient times evil has prevailed, today you will surely perish here!"

Yan Douluo flew straight into the sky as he spoke, the Elder Liantang smiled disdainfully, "Then you are here, why are you running?"

"Are you afraid that I will reveal your secret? Hahaha! Alright, since you know the shame, I won't expose you, old man!"

The Elder of the Hall of Refining held up the giant hammer, and with one kick, his whole body was 180 feet high and stopped in the air.

Elder Liantang and Yan Douluo looked at each other, "Aren't you running away?"

An evil fire flashed in Yan Douluo's eyes, and the fangs in his mouth opened, "I will end you here, no one will know my secret!"

"Hahaha!" Elder Liantang looked up to the sky and laughed, "Are you so afraid that others will know your secret?"