Chapter Eighty-Four: Old Horseman, Watch Me Absorb the Star Dafa

"Dare not be ashamed, I see that your soul ring is all a trick, and the old man makes you have nothing to hide!"

Qianjun Douluo flashed out in an instant, coiling the monstrous giant hand to suppress the past, the giant hand was might, mixed with the terrifying power of Super Douluo.

"It's broken!"

As soon as this dead old guy came up, he exerted all his strength, wanting to abolish Lu Han in one blow.

"Old fellow, even my apprentice dares to move, looking for death!"

Bibi Dong's wrist snapped, wanting to come to the rescue, and at the same time, Lu Han's voice sounded in Bibi Dong's ears.

"Teacher, don't panic, he wants to suppress me, then I'll let them worship the hall today to see the foundation of the Pope's lineage!"

Lu Han relied on his spiritual power to transmit his voice, and Bibi Dong was isolated from the outside world, so no one could intercept Lu Han's voice.

Even if Qiandaoliu is there, you can't spy on what he's talking about.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's eyes condensed slightly, especially Ju Douluo suddenly woke up, it seemed that the dark soul mark that day was not picked up by Lu Han, but he snatched it from the evil soul master.

He, along with the ghosts and the few Titled Douluo, formed the power of the Pope's lineage.

If someone like Lu Han with the potential to defy the sky can join, then their papal lineage will have the possibility of fighting against the worship hall.

Judging from the talent that Lu Han is currently showing, becoming an Extreme Douluo is a sure thing, and what they lack is such a peerless existence.

Immediately after, Lu Han fought with Qianjun Douluo.

The divine light went hand in hand, and the soul energy raged like a violent wind, causing the void to hiss.

Qianjun Douluo's palm was easily avoided by Lu Han, and the two of them struggled while swaying upward, until they hit the dome of the Hall of Elders, and they still refused to give up.

"Stop!"

The demon subdued the two of them, but it was too late.

I saw that the two of them blasted open the jade dome of the Hall of Elders in a burst of roars, and they hit dozens of meters in the air vividly.

"Boy, your strength is really amazing to me, my soul power has reached the level of level 92 at a young age, but it's a pity, the old man is a level 95 Super Douluo, you are destined to crawl at my feet!"

Qianjun Douluo is right, it's not that Lu Han can harden level 95 Super Douluo, but that Qianjun Douluo has been testing all the time, and he didn't use all his strength at all.

In the final analysis, his soul power is still only at the level of 90~91, and with the blessing of the 100,000-year vitality of the Ten Thousand Demon King, his physique has increased several times, so he was judged by Qianjun to be level 92.

"Old thing, it's really shameless, I might as well tell you, I'm fifteen years old, and I haven't practiced for more than a year, but what about you? At least seventy or eighty, I'll send you two words: shame! ”

After Lu Han finished scolding this, he instantly distanced himself, lest this guy be angry and give him a dragon stick.

After all, such a stuffy stick, even Tang Hao was uncomfortable.

"Evil obstacle, I'm going to kill you, give me death!" Qianjun Douluo roared angrily and chased after him, but he was always half a step slower.

"Hahahaha, if you want to catch up with me, practice for a few more years!"

Lu Han thought that the most important thing was speed and body technique, even the Ten Thousand Demon Kings who had cultivated for more than 500,000 years couldn't catch up with him, let alone this old horseman.

The two flew all the way, passing through many palaces and buildings, attracting the attention of countless people.

Some of the Templars raised their spears in front of each other, ready to blow the whistle of the attack, and many of the cardinals flew to their feet, ready to launch a pursuit.

"Stand down!"

In a trance, Bibi Dong appeared in front of the group of cardinals and stopped them.

Everyone in the Martial Spirit Hall who saw this scene didn't understand that the powerful aura in the sky should have come from a certain worship or elder.

But who is that young figure?

Bibi Dong is condescending, her cultivation is undoubtedly much stronger than Qianjun Demon Suppression and others, when she led the crowd to encircle and suppress Tang Hao, she alone was enough to make Tang Hao feel a sense of crisis.

Therefore, half a second after Bibi Dong appeared, the demon subduing and the chrysanthemum ghost were late, and as for Salas and the others, they had not been seen for a long time.

"Hum hum Qiandaoliu, do you see it, this is the real pride of the sky, it's a pride of heart, it's a pity that he is my Bibi Dong's person."

Bibi Dong stared deeply in the direction of the depths of the Hall of Elders.

She doesn't know if Qiandaoliu is there, but the inheritance of Seraphim is there!

Since Bibi Dong took office, the contradiction between the Pope and the Offering Hall has become increasingly deep, and the Wuhun Hall is under the control of the Pope on the surface, but in fact it is in the hands of the Worship Hall.

Sometimes, Bibi Dong even has to obey the will of the Great Worship.

100 meters away!

Lu Han and Qianjun Douluo are still fighting for immortality, and Lu Han's million-year-old soul skills are criss-crossed, so that they can meet Qianjun Douluo's coiling dragon stick, but they are also gradually showing their decline.

"If this stalemate continues, I will definitely lose, and it seems that there is only a magnifying move."

Lu Han made a decision immediately, but before his ultimate move could be released, Qianjun Douluo's coiling dragon stick was ever-changing, and it smashed down fiercely.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Optimus Pillar!"

The coiling dragon stick turned into a real size of Optimus Prime, and if it was really hit, it would be fatal!

"Hemp egg!"

The Mist Concealment Technique spun violently and dodged the fatal blow, but Optimus Prime couldn't contain his strength and slammed into a storage hall, directly smashing out a large hole like a sinkhole.

"Old immortal, you can really do it, hehe, watch me absorb the star Dafa!"

As he says, the Star Absorbing Dafa is the new name that Lu Han gave to the Devouring Skill, which is not only catchy, but also domineering enough.

When Lu Han drank out the Star Absorbing Dafa, Qianjun Douluo subconsciously wrapped himself up, with his rich combat experience over the years, he didn't dare to be careless.

"Heh, what an old fox, but it's fine!"

Lu Han stepped out, and the fifth soul ring instantly shone brightly, and the golden glow filled the sky.

As soon as the hegemony realm came out, it more or less restricted Qianjun Douluo's movements, and then the brilliance loomed, with Lu Han as the center, spewing out hundreds of wisps of evil aura.

The black qi is not evil, but with the blessing of the original murderous energy, combined with the breathtaking spiritualism, it seems to be more evil than the evil soul master.

The devouring power suddenly broke through Qianjun Douluo's defense line and haunted him.

"What's the matter, my soul power is draining? No, it's life force! ”

The face of the six worshippers changed greatly, if he was allowed to continue to rampant, it wouldn't take long for him to turn into a dried corpse, so he hurriedly used his soul power to dispel these black qi.

But this process, Lu Han is very beautiful.

"I'm getting older, but the blood is still fragrant."

Unable to allow Qianjun Douluo to think too much, he immediately burst out with the most extreme power, directly annihilating the devouring power on his body.

This time, he finally began to really face up to the kid in front of him.

There is a certain gap in the soul power of the two, it stands to reason that he should have suppressed Lu Han a long time ago, but he didn't expect to end up in such an embarrassment.