Douluo: Start by taking control of the Holy Spirit Church Saint

Chapter 107: The Buddha Appears in the Tang Dynasty

"Wang Dong..." Everyone had reacted at this time, but Wang Dong had completely disappeared. Thinking of the bodies that exploded before, several people felt their brains go blank.

The sudden change happened so quickly that no one had time to react.

Master Xuan suddenly waved his sleeves and swept away Xu Sanshi who was rushing forward, "Wang Yan, save people quickly. I'll go save Wang Dong." As he spoke, Master Xuan released his martial spirit in front of the students for the first time - the Taotie Divine Bull.

The strong stench made Wang Dong's chest feel stuffy. Her luck was really bad. The bandit leader, the messenger of death, chose her because he wanted to capture a hostage, and the more important reason was that the entrance to the tunnel was where Wang Dong was just now. It could be said that she was caught in an unprovoked disaster.

A chilling breath that gave people the feeling of baring fangs and claws rushed into Wang Dong's body from the front of her clothes where she was grabbed. It was chilly and full of evil, and there was a rolling stench. The chill was like countless poisonous snakes drilling into her body.

The messenger of death ran in the corridor at an astonishing speed. As he ran, his palms continued to slap on the wall, detonating the explosives he buried in the wall.

The reason why he was able to lead the Death Hand Bandits to roam the Mingdou Mountains was not only because of his skills as an evil soul master. More importantly, he was cautious. This was not the first time he had encountered a situation like today, but as long as he didn't die, it wouldn't take long for a brand new bandit group to be led again.

Wang Dong barely used her Xuantian Gong soul power to protect her internal organs and resist the evil soul power that surged into her body, but she did not try to fight back. The opponent's soul power was far stronger than hers, so it was not easy to resist.

At this moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded beside the Death Messenger's ears, "An evil cultivator who can make corpses explode with one hand, dares to hurt my daughter with just this little thing?"

A faint trident rune appeared on Wang Dong's forehead. The next moment, the messenger of death saw the eyes of the young man in his hand glowing with blue and gold light. It was a majesty that completely transcended this plane.

At this moment, at the exit of the tunnel, twelve figures were standing there quietly. When they saw the messenger of death coming out of the tunnel, the twelve people who seemed to have no breath immediately knelt on one knee and saluted the messenger of death respectfully.

The messenger of Death was stunned, and before he could react, a sharp spear flashing with golden light pierced through his chest. His soul power and even his vitality were all devoured by the spear.

"Good and evil cannot coexist since ancient times. You evil cultivators have already received your doom!"

Seeing their master injured, the twelve corpse slaves immediately pounced on Wang Dong with their fangs and claws bared, but Wang Dong just continued to make that indifferent sound, pulling out the golden spear in his hand from the chest of the Death Messenger and pointing it diagonally at the corpse slaves -

"Unpredictable storm."

Circles of golden halos floated towards them as the spears danced. The movements of these corpse slaves were immediately restrained by the halos. The unmatched binding force actually cut them in half, and green blood gushed out.

"When did so many evil cultivators appear on this Douluo Continent? Aren't these guys only gathered in that ghost place called Slaughter City? But I clearly had already..."

The voice seemed to be talking to itself, and it casually pierced the death messenger's head with a golden spear, nailing it to the ground.

At this time, the arrogant messenger of death completely lost his life because of the brutal methods of "Wang Dong". Wang Dong, with the trident pattern flashing on his forehead, was like a god possessed, sacred and inviolable.

After killing the evil spirit master, the corpse slaves swayed and slowly fell to the ground. Wisps of white air rose from their heads, and they could vaguely see the white air like human faces. But at this time, there was no resentment in their expressions. Only relief and respect remained. They stared at Wang Dong who stood proudly, and gradually disappeared into the air.

The imprisoned souls were released, and the bodies of the corpse slaves rotted and disappeared at an alarming speed. In the blink of an eye, only skeletons were left on the ground.

"boom--"

At this moment, a loud roar sounded at the exit of the tunnel, and then a figure soared into the sky and fell fiercely. It was the majestic body of Old Xuan, who finally arrived at the scene.

In a flash, Xuan Lao came to Wang Dong's side. The situation in front of him also made him stunned in his rage. The messenger of death was nailed to the ground by a spear, leaving only a large piece of corpse slave bones on the ground, and there was a rotten smell. Wang Dong was stunned by the side with the spear in his hand.

Originally, Master Xuan thought that Wang Dong was bound to be in great danger, and he was just doing the best he could.

But he didn't expect Wang Dong to still look intact. With his cultivation level, he didn't need to touch him, just sensing him could tell that Wang Dong was intact, his aura was stable, and he didn't look like he was possessed by an evil spirit master.

At the same time, a piece of information was transmitted into Wang Dong’s sea of ​​consciousness from the trident pattern on his forehead.

"Wang Dong, what happened? You actually killed this evil soul master by yourself?" Old Xuan asked anxiously, his old eyes full of questions.

Soon his attention shifted to the golden spear in Wang Dong's hand. The blood pressure emanating from it made even him, the owner of the Taotie martial spirit, feel like worshipping it.

"Yes, this is the family heirloom Golden Dragon Spear, which has a strong ability to destroy evil. I took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked him with this weapon." Wang Dong explained. "Golden Dragon?" Elder Xuan had never heard of this term. With Shrek's current knowledge, he was far from understanding the secrets of the dragon clan.

"Yes, Master Xuan, I..." Wang Dong responded, and immediately fell into a coma and was caught by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Master Xuan.

After a careful inspection, Master Xuan discovered that Wang Dong's soul power and mental power were almost exhausted. He thought it was because he overused the weapon and overdrawn it.

As Wang Dong fell into coma, the spear also turned into a stream of light, penetrated into Wang Dong's forehead and disappeared.

It seems that this student is of no ordinary background... After pondering for a moment, Master Xuan took her back to the cave where the Death Hand Bandits were located. At this time, the smell of blood in the cave had become increasingly strong.

The seriously injured students in the inner courtyard have been gathered together at this time. Except for Dai Yuheng who was seriously injured, the others are not in too bad a condition. Ma Xiaotao was too exhausted and just sat cross-legged on the ground to adjust her condition.

"Wang Dong!" Seeing Old Xuan carrying Wang Dong back, Xu Sanshi was the first to rush over, and the other people in the outer courtyard also quickly surrounded them.

"I'm fine." Wang Dong said weakly. Xu Sanshi hugged him desperately, tears pouring out uncontrollably, which made Jiang Nannan look a little strange.

The girl was observant and she was one of the few who noticed the word "Dong'er" that Xu Sanshi shouted when he rushed out frantically.

Could it be that Xu Sanshi’s sexual orientation has changed because he couldn’t get her to pursue him? He used to flirt with Beibei every day, and now it’s Wang Dong. Oh my god, what am I thinking?
Jiang Nannan had to put away this disgusting thought, and the look she gave Xu Sanshi became increasingly weird.

How could Xu Sanshi know what was in Jiang Nannan's mind? At this moment, all his thoughts were focused on Wang Dong, who was most likely a girl and could fuse his spirit with his.

The shadow of Jiang Nannan, which was originally engraved deep in his heart, gradually faded a lot after this battle.

Elder Xuan handed Wang Dong to Xu Sanshi and said, "He is fine. He just has a little overdrawn mental and spiritual power. He needs to rest."

Xu Sanshi couldn't hear anything at all. He hugged Wang Dong tightly, his eyes red, as if he had found something precious after losing it.

Wang Dong wanted to comfort him with a few words, but his mental and spiritual power were over-consumed and he was too tired. He raised his hand slightly but could not say a word.

"What's the situation?" Xuan Lao, who was releasing his martial spirit, turned his head and asked Wang Yan with a gloomy face as if water was about to drip out. Since the encounter with the 100,000-year soul beast in the Xingdou Great Forest that caused a large number of deaths and injuries to the inner court disciples, this was another major loss that almost occurred under his leadership. The shame in his heart was something that ordinary people could not understand.

After listening to Wang Yan's report that the two teams did not suffer much damage except Dai Huabin, Old Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Xuan, where is the messenger of death?" Wang Yan suddenly thought of the extremely threatening Corpse Explosion Soul King and couldn't help but ask.

"He's dead. He was killed by Wang Dong with a weapon of unknown origin." Old Xuan was so ashamed that he could only bite the bullet and explain to everyone.

After hearing his words, the ferocious and cold expression on Wang Yan's face relaxed a little. "Okay, okay, I finally avenged these innocent people. The messenger of death probably never thought that he would die at the hands of Wang Dong."

Elder Xuan opened his eyes again. Since no one in the two teams had any major problems except Dai Yuheng, the most urgent thing was to go to Xingluo City to participate in the competition. "Wang Yan, let's take them back to the barracks first. After Yuheng's injury stabilizes, we will rush to Xingluo City to participate in the competition. There is no time to lose, let's act immediately."

Everyone responded, came out of the cave, and directly released the flying soul guide to go to the military camp at the fastest speed. Dai Yuheng's injuries were not serious, and he would be able to recover to normal after some time of rest.

When Wang Dong woke up again, it was already noon and the strong smell of blood had long disappeared, replaced by the fresh air of the forest.

He found that his head was resting on a soft and moist place, which was very comfortable. There was also a broad and strong palm on his chest, and the slender fingers were right in front of him.

This is……

"what--"

Wang Dong's shrill shout echoed throughout the forest, and he immediately turned over and stood up, which made the owner of the palm scratch his head embarrassedly.

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