Jiang Ziya raised his hand and threw the Panlong Staff in his hand to Qianjun and Jiangmo, and said with a faint smile: "Go on, do you have any stronger moves?"

"I haven't taken action in many years. I hope you won't let me down."

Hearing Jiang Ziya's words, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo slowly said, "As you wish!"

next moment,
The Coiling Dragon Sticks in the hands of the two men continued to grow in size at a speed visible to the naked eye. The two Coiling Dragon Sticks covered the sky and the sun, and the light of the setting sun was blocked. Two dark shadows covered the entire village!

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

"The seventh soul ring, the true form of the martial soul!"

"I'll come first!"

Demon-Conquering Douluo floated in the air, red light bloomed in his eyes, and the whole world was dyed red with blood at this moment. A terrifying pressure was like the end of the world, seeming to destroy everything.

"The ninth soul skill, all, life, crossing!"

Boom boom boom! ! !
A red Panlong stick fell from the sky, broke through the clouds, and slowly fell towards Jiang Ziya. Everything around seemed particularly small in front of the Panlong stick.

Jiang Ziya looked up at the Panlong Stick in the sky. This domineering aura made him feel a sense of crisis, but it was only a sense.

"Although my strength has not fully recovered now, it is no longer something that ordinary ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo can resist."

"It's just a ninety-sixth level titled Douluo."

But at this moment,
Another voice sounded.

"Achieve Bodhi!"

I saw Qianjun Douluo walking between heaven and earth, as if he had merged with this world, and the fluctuations of soul power on his body were like the vast ocean!
Another blue stick also fell from the sky, broke through the clouds, and kept approaching Jiang Ziya!

The auras of the two coiling dragon sticks complemented each other, seeming to merge into one, and the power they exuded far exceeded that of a ninety-sixth level titled Douluo!

"With our two brothers working together, even the ninety-ninth level of our enshrinement hall would not dare to underestimate us. If we lose in our hands, you will be proud of yourself!"

To subdue the demon, Qianjun Douluo's voice is like a god, echoing quietly in the world.

"What a terrifying momentum. Can Lord Evil Lord really be able to withstand it?"

Tang San looked at the Coiling Dragon Stick in the sky, his body constantly trembling. In front of these powerful men, he was like an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

But because of this, Tang San's desire to become stronger became stronger!
"It's over, it's over, it's really over now."

"The soul skills that can be praised by thousands of Daoliu are simply not something we can resist."

"Mistress, let's run away quickly. We might be able to escape now."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and said quickly.

"Want to escape?"

"Yu Xiaogang, don't forget, but the Evil Lord has given you a chance to live a new life!"

Xue Beng looked at Yu Xiaogang and said with a cold tone.

Just as the two were arguing,

Jiang Ziya’s wild laughter suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

"Hahahahaha!"

"What a wonderful combination and soul skill!"

"Even a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine would not dare to be careless."

As he spoke, Jiang Ziya actually flew towards the Panlong Stick in the sky. His heart suddenly trembled at this moment!
"However, this evil master is not an ordinary soul master..."

"My martial soul is [Investiture of the Gods]!"

in an instant,
Everything in the world seemed to be still.

Fallen leaves, streams, and dust all pressed the pause button at this moment.

The Panlong Stick also stopped at this moment.

Suddenly,
There were bursts of sounds from heaven to earth.

thump...

thump...

thump...

"This... what is this sound?"

"Our soul skills have no response?!"

After subduing the demon, the two brothers Qianjun quickly looked around. At this moment, it seemed that only black and white were left in the world.

thump...

thump... thump...

This sound is sonorous and powerful, like a drum or a bell, and it is very familiar.

I see,

Jiang Ziya walked slowly towards the demon-slayer, Qianjun Douluo, with an evil smile on his face.

"You are still too weak."

"The eighth soul skill is to listen to the evil mind. Be still and stop it. The mind will be destroyed!"

boom!
Just listen to a crisp breaking sound!
Jiang Mo and Qian Jun Douluo suddenly felt palpitations, a sharp pain came from their hearts, their heartbeats jumped rapidly, making a thump thump thump sound. Qian Jun Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted, and he recalled the strange sound between heaven and earth just now, as if he understood everything.

"That... sound is actually... a heartbeat?!"

"is his……"

"Heartbeat?!"

When Qianjun Douluo understood, his heart had almost reached its limit, and the severe pain made him feel that his heart was about to break.

"Damn it, isn't the Evil Lord too strong?"

"You can easily crush the demon and two great sacrifices by yourself?!"

Yu Xiaogang said with excitement.

"Oh? Aren't you going to run away?"

Xue Beng looked at Yu Xiaogang with disdain.

"Hmph, when did I say I was going to run away? I, Yu Xiaogang, have always believed that the evil master can win!"

He actually easily crushed the two great priests, Jiang Mo and Qian Jun, with his own strength?!"

Yu Xiaogang said with excitement.

"Oh? Aren't you going to run away?"

Xue Beng looked at Yu Xiaogang with disdain.

"Hmph, when did I say I was going to run away? I, Yu Xiaogang, have always believed that the evil master can win!"

Yu Xiaogang sneered at Xue Beng, then looked up at Jiang Ziya and shouted, "Master Xie, come on, kill those two priests, and our strength will definitely increase dramatically!"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang finished speaking,
Jiang Ziya in the sky suddenly covered his left chest, feeling waves of pain and a flash of hatred in his eyes.

"Damn it, the old injury actually recurred at this time?"

"It seems that you still can't use soul skills that consume too much soul power."

Jiang Ziya could only retract his soul skills, and the heartbeat sound between heaven and earth gradually disappeared.

The two brothers Jiangmo Qianjun were instantly relieved and took in greedy gulps of air. The feeling of suffocation and heart palpitations just now was something they never wanted to experience again in their lives. It was simply worse than killing them.

"That guy seems to be injured."

The Demon-Subduing Douluo looked at Jiang Ziya, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Don't be impulsive. With his strength, even if he is injured, we are no match for him." "We must inform the High Priest of this matter!"

Qianjun Douluo said with serious eyes.

"Huh? Why didn't the Evil Lord take action?"

A look of doubt flashed across the faces of Yu Xiaogang and the other four people.

"Let's go first."

Qianjun Douluo said.

Demon-Conquering Douluo nodded.

However, just as the two turned around, a thin figure slowly walked towards them from not far away.

"You guys, are you making trouble around our territory without saying hello? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

Lan held two blades in his hands, looked at everyone and spoke slowly.

Demon Subduing Douluo, Qianjun Douluo, Jiang Ziya, and Yu Xiaogang all set their sights on Lan.

"Your territory?" "Are you from the Tiandou Empire?"

Demon-Conquering Douluo looked puzzled.

This village belongs to the Tiandou Empire. Could it be that the person in front of me is a commander of the Tiandou Empire?
"Chaoge City, Guard Commander, Lan."

Lan looked up at the Demon-Subduing Douluo and said calmly (End of this chapter)