Douluo Continent II: The Peerless Tang Sect: I, Huo Yuhao, join the Sun Moon Sect.

Chapter 837 Feng Ling's Sneak Attack!
Rumble!
Thunder roared, like celestial beings beating drums.

The purple arc of electricity surged up like a dragon entering the sea, instantly engulfing the figures of the Ten Offerings.

The expression on Ming Lei Douluo's face flickered uncertainly, like a candle flame swaying in the wind, his killing intent boiling.

"what!"

Intense pain struck, and the ten worshippers, their faces contorted like demons, let out a chilling scream.

His flesh quickly turned black and fell off like leaves, revealing his white bones. Through the gaps between the bones, one could vaguely see his internal organs.

He clearly hadn't expected to be ambushed by his fellow disciple, the Thunder Douluo.

With his attention completely focused on the angelic soul master, and having been caught off guard from behind, he was severely injured almost instantly.

His soul power surged within him, and a pale golden defensive soul guide shield appeared, as he tried to buy himself a chance to catch his breath.

Unfortunately, it was too late. As one of the few level nine soul masters in the sect, how could Nether Thunder Douluo have no precautions against the Ten Elders activating their defensive soul guide shield?

Almost instantly, a blue-black electric dragon roared out from the arm of the Thunder God, twisting its body and quickly transforming into a large net forged from lightning, covering him.

With a deafening roar of thunder, numerous cracks appeared on the soul-guiding shield, resembling a dense spiderweb. In an instant, the soul-guiding shield shattered.

"Ming Lei, you bastard, you must have tampered with my level nine defensive soul-guided shield, otherwise how could it be so vulnerable!"

The ten worshippers were filled with remorse, their eyes wide with rage, and they let out a shrill roar.

He watched helplessly as the Thunder Net tore through the Soul Guidance Shield and swept in, only able to mount a hasty resistance, with a large amount of black mist surging in an attempt to stop the Thunder Net.

The level nine defensive soul guide shield on his body was custom-made by Ming Lei Douluo some time ago, which cost a lot of money and resources. He never expected that the other party would secretly tamper with it, causing him to fall to this state today.

"Master, save me!"

He immediately cried for help, hoping that Feng Ling could lend him a hand, but at that moment, a sword light burning with golden flames descended from the sky and cleaved him in two from top to bottom.

The battle lasted only a moment. His eyes quickly became unfocused, and he let out a mournful, unwilling cry. In the end, he turned into ashes in the magnificent and vast golden flames.

"call!"

Ye Guyi felt the surging purifying power rushing in like a wave, and with each breath, she felt her strength increase.

"Ming Lei, what have you done?!"

Feng Ling glared at her, her face filled with disbelief. "Helping the Angel Soul Master kill the Holy Church's Elder? It seems you have betrayed the Holy Church and become a lackey of the Sun Moon Empire!"

The other elders and retainers also began to denounce Ming Lei Douluo, hurling all sorts of nasty insults, with Nangong Wan being the most scathing.

He even abandoned the attack on Ye Guyi and instead took two elders to attack Ming Lei Douluo.

After all, the strength of the Nether Thunder Douluo is actually very strong. He is not only an evil soul master at the Title Douluo level, but also a ninth-level soul master with a high status even in the Sun Moon Empire!
In terms of individual combat strength alone, there are very few people in the current Holy Spirit Cult who can suppress the Nether Thunder Douluo.

"Let's attack together to avenge the Ten Elders and show this guy what the consequences of betraying the Holy Church will be!"

The veins on Nangong Wan's forehead bulged. "Traitors are far more hateful than enemies!"

Soon, the three arrived near Ming Lei Douluo, whose ninth spirit ring flickered with a dark black light. The next moment, he transformed into a bolt of lightning, and no matter how Nangong Wan and the other two attacked, they could not harm him.

Meanwhile, Feng Ling and the other elders, along with the enshrined ones, continued their attack on Ye Guyi. Of course, although their attacks were fierce, Ye Guyi was no pushover. She flapped her three pairs of wings, constantly shifting and changing her position.

Wherever the angel's holy sword went, sword light surged like a tide.

Golden flames surged, as if a sea of ​​fire had descended upon the world.

The best defense is offense. Under Ye Guyi's relentless attacks, the group of evil soul masters could not harm her at all.

Instead, when the sword light surged forth, it melted away like ice and snow meeting hot water.

After all, angelic soul masters are naturally able to counter evil soul masters.

When Ye Guyi wielded the Angelic Holy Sword, his ability to restrain evil soul masters undoubtedly rose to a terrifying level. After all, this was the divine weapon of the Angel God!
Of course, this is also partly because Fengling did not go all out and was looking for an opportunity to turn the tables.

As Huo Yuhao's mole within the Holy Spirit Cult, she naturally couldn't bring herself to deal a heavy blow to Ye Guyi, whom Huo Yuhao had sent. Instead, she needed to find the right opportunity to help Ye Guyi kill these people.

"My Lord, please save us!"

"Damn you angelic soul masters, you can all die!"

In the distance, a large number of evil spirit masters were reduced to bloody messes, emitting painful cries. Accompanied by a series of sharp explosions in the air, golden longswords slashed down, sending flesh and blood flying, and many evil spirit masters turned to ashes.

Their strength had not yet reached the level of a Title Douluo, so their main opponents were the other members of the Angel Soul Master Group. Although they had a numerical advantage, they quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

After all, the members of the Angel Soul Master Corps are now much stronger than before. They not only have soul tools produced by Mingde Hall to assist in battle, but also carry a considerable number of sealed milk bottles to replenish their soul power at any time, allowing them to unleash their soul skills without restraint.

Of course, the Radiant Horse Spirits with divine attributes also contributed significantly to the battle. These spirits played a crucial role in every charge of the Angel Soul Master Corps.

Feng Ling's face immediately revealed obvious rage, and she transmitted her voice:

"I need to use my ninth soul skill, which will take some time. You all continue to surround and attack Ye Guyi, and buy me some time!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

The elders and retainers who were besieging Ye Guyi spoke with red eyes.

They knew that today either these angelic soul masters would die, or they themselves would perish in battle.

As the saying goes, enemies are especially hostile when they meet. The evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Cult have been hunting down the angel soul masters for so many years, and this long-standing hatred is difficult to resolve.

With a loud phoenix cry, Feng Ling transformed into a huge purplish-black phoenix, spreading her wings wildly. She rushed towards Ye Guyi's direction, her sharp wail echoing around her.

Her voice transmission entered Ye Guyi's mind: "Ye Guyi, prepare to make your move!"

At the same time, a purple sun appeared above her head, radiating endless evil.

Then, the purple sun emitted several slender beams of light, which struck the worshippers and elders who were besieging Ye Guyi.

The beam of light fell and exploded instantly, tearing apart the soul-guiding shield, and purple light surged out like a wave.

A thunderous roar echoed in everyone's ears!

Painful screams rose and fell, never ceasing.

(End of this chapter)