From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 289 Wuhun Mountain (2)

"Okay, Golden Crocodile, this is our family affair, don't interfere. I'll talk to the chief priest." The old man in white robe said helplessly.

These two old men were naturally the second honorific of the Elder Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the third honorific, Extreme Ice Douluo, who had just broken through.

"Jibing, it's not that I don't give you face, but the chief priest specifically asked for the opportunity from her. I'm afraid this is not something you and I can disobey. In my opinion, it's better to tie her up and take her back directly!" Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't take Leng Xiyao who was not far away seriously at all, and just "plotted" loudly.

Feeling the other party's firm attitude, Ji Bing Douluo couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Jinde Douluo's hatred for soul beasts is the greatest in the entire continent. It is said that his wife and children died at the hands of a 100,000-year-old soul beast. Since then, it was as if he had released a demon. The soul beast that caused the accident was skinned and tortured for several years before being killed. The entire race was completely exterminated. This is not the end. Every year on the anniversary of his wife and children's death, he would run to a forest and kill indiscriminately. No matter what kind of soul beast it was, he would kill it directly when he met it.

Naturally, he would not have any mercy on Leng Xiyao, who used the control of soul beasts as her trump card. If it weren't for Ji Bing Douluo being here, he would have killed her long ago.

"Of course I dare not disobey the instructions of the High Priest. However, as her great-grandfather, I am qualified to say a few words to her, right?" Ji Bing Douluo asked tentatively.

Hearing this, Golden Crocodile did not stop him. He turned his back and said, "Alright, but you'd better hurry up. The chief priest can't wait any longer."

Sighing softly, Ji Bing slowly stood up and walked in front of Leng Xiyao.

Leng Xiyao didn't look at him directly, but fiddled with a strange card. Then, the card seemed to evaporate and dissipated into the air.

After doing all this, Leng Xiyao looked at the old man in front of her who should be her great grandfather, and smiled: "Hello, great grandfather, are you here to arrest me?"

Feeling the twenty vicious dogs equivalent to hundred thousand year soul beasts vaguely surrounding him, Ji Bing Douluo had no fear at all. However, after hearing Leng Xiyao's question, he neither nodded nor shook his head. He just stretched out his hand and touched Leng Xiyao's head, just like an ordinary elder.

Leng Xiyao didn't give him the slightest chance, and pushed his hand away, her tone suddenly turning cold: "Oh, I almost forgot, I'm no longer a member of the Leng family, and you don't seem to be my relative either, so why do you still want to take advantage of me?"

Facing the Super Douluo of level 98, Leng Xiyao seemed to be fearless. She had no fear at all, nor did she have any special feelings towards the so-called great-grandfather in front of her.

Jibing Douluo was not annoyed, but just sighed and said: "The Leng family does owe you a lot. Back then, I was obsessed with cultivation and didn't know anything about these things. Otherwise, I would never let the direct bloodline of the Leng family fall into that situation."

"So?" Leng Xiyao narrowed her eyes. These words were like garbage and did not stir up any ripples in her heart. Seven or eight years had passed, and the last assassination attempt was only about a year ago. If the old man in front of her wanted to look for her, he would probably find her in less than three days.

"So you expect me to forgive the Leng family, put aside the past grudges, obediently hand over all my armed forces and trump cards, return to this shabby place where even dogs can't stay, and continue to live a life worse than a dog's under the contempt of that group of people?"

"Are you dreaming?"

Jibing Douluo did not respond to Leng Xiyao's words. He just glanced at the surrounding Zerglings and asked with a little doubt: "Is this all you can rely on? If that's all, then you can only go with me obediently. As long as you cooperate with the chief priest and explain your adventures over the years, I will ensure that you stay alive."

"Pfft." Hearing this, Leng Xiyao laughed angrily: "Old man, I think you are more than a hundred years old, how can you be as naive as those idiots in your family? Or is it that your Leng family's genes are like this, the older you get, the stupider you get, even worse than the three-year-old children on the street?"

Leng Xiyao did not have the slightest favorable impression towards the old man in front of her. He kept saying that he was doing it for her own good, but in reality, she was afraid that he would forget about her once she surrendered and let Qian Daoliu torture her.
"What a sharp-tongued little girl." Being scolded like this, Ji Bing Douluo couldn't hold back any longer: "If that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jibing Douluo instantly opened his martial soul, and nine soul rings of yellow, purple, black, black, black, and red rhythmically vibrated around his body. An extremely cold breath instantly spread out, rushing straight towards Leng Xiyao!
"Hehe, we still have to fight in the end. What's the point of saying so much just now?" Leng Xiyao laughed sarcastically and was not shaken by the momentum at all.

She can even swim in the thousand-year-old cold pond that can freeze a seventy-thousand-year-old soul beast. What is this mere cold air compared to her?
"Hmm? I underestimated you." Seeing that Leng Xiyao was fine, Ji Bing Douluo was a little surprised. Although this was just his own aura, it was still shocking that a mere Soul Master could withstand it.

"Then let's end it with this move."

"Second soul skill, freeze."

Before the last two words of the spirit skill released by Jibing Douluo were spoken, Leng Xiyao suddenly shouted:
"Tianmeng, go!"

Compared to Ji Bing Douluo's careless battle, Tian Meng was already ready to go. After hearing Leng Xiyao's command, he flew out, and ten soul rings, nine red and one gold, instantly appeared around him. Then he suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted:
"Eighth soul skill, martial soul seal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several platinum chains flew out from Tian Meng's palm. There seemed to be an invisible barrier between these chains, which imprisoned all the cold air around Ji Bing Douluo and condensed it into a tiny ball.

Jibing Douluo's face changed drastically. His martial soul was the ultimate ice. It was difficult to find the original body of this elemental martial soul. Who would have thought that this sudden strange soul skill would directly condense and imprison his martial soul, causing him to lose control of his martial soul!
A soul master cannot contact his martial soul, which is equivalent to being silenced. Although his soul power still exists, he cannot release his soul skills at all. If he relies on soul power alone, let alone this young man with strange tricks, even the group of ferocious beasts that can barely compare with the 91st and 2nd level Titled Douluo will be enough of a threat to him!
In addition to the special skills displayed by the system, Tianmeng's ten soul rings also provide some other skills, but the effects may not be able to match him as a pseudo-god.

For example, the soul skill just now looks powerful, but in fact it can only be released against one person. Overall, it only has the effect of a sealed soul skill, and can only have a greater effect on a character like Ji Bing Douluo who is more inclined to be a mage. If it is used against masters like Jin Crocodile or Qian Daoliu, even with a sealed soul skill, the opponent can still show amazing combat effectiveness.

But for now, this is enough!

(End of this chapter)