On the side, Golden Crocodile Douluo originally thought that Wen Twelve would be seriously injured if he didn't die if he hit this sword.

Who knew that Wen Twelve in front of the doppelganger showed a smile, which made a trace of crisis flash in everyone's hearts.

Ignoring the spear, Wen Twelve grabbed the arm of its hand and let the spider spear stab inside him.

However, Bibi Dong found that the soul power in his body flowed down his arm towards Wen Twelve's body.

Bibi Dong was shocked, he was absorbing his soul power through the clone!

Seeing that he was absorbed two percent of his soul power in a blink of an eye, Bibi Dong couldn't break free from Wen Twelve's arm, and his attacks hit Wen Twelve's body one after another but had no effect.

It can't go on like this! To be squeezed dry, Bibi Dong gritted his teeth, and could only do this, forcibly cutting off his connection with the doppelganger.

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Pope, are you alright?"

The Titled Douluo next to him couldn't help but worry, and Bibi Dong wiped the blood from his mouth.

"It's fine."

Looking at Wen Twelve in the distance, his eyes were full of surprise.

How can it be so strong, it is also a Titled Douluo, such a weird martial soul, you must know that even in front of Qiandaoliu, there is no such feeling of powerlessness, it is a 99-level Titled Douluo, and the martial souls are all top-notch.

Rumble!

At this moment, an earth-shattering attack occurred beside him, gathering more than 10 of the strongest attacks of Title Douluo mixed together, emitting a dazzling light and spreading towards the surroundings.

The strong impact made everyone present retreat, only Wen Twelve stood faintly in place, looking at the center of the explosion.

The strong white light shrouded Wen Twelve in a blink of an eye, and continued to open and gradually spread, and the retreating Title Douluo was puzzled, why didn't Wen Twelve retreat? Does he still want to protect the Great Worshippers?

Then there was an earth-shattering noise and an explosion, and the power it carried caused many soul masters with lower strength outside the city to fly out.

And all the Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall looked at this powerful power, and they all seemed to feel that everyone's bones were gone.

After a while, the explosion finally dissipated, and the entire Wuhun City was destroyed, leaving a large pit only a few hundred meters deep.

Sou~

All the Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall walked towards the center of the explosion where Wen Twelve and Qiandaoliu were located.

Wen Twelve in the center of the big pit looked at the people who came over lightly and raised his eyebrows.

"Are you here?"

Suddenly, the scene was silent, how could it be! Everyone looked at Wen Twelve opposite, there was no injury at all, and even the clothes on his body were not damaged, and everyone wiped their eyes in disbelief, this is a hammer!

The full force of more than a dozen Titled Douluo, this is how many days, places, and talents have been created, but people have directly withstood the.

Even Qiandaoliu's face was extremely uncomfortable, compared to him, he looked much more embarrassed, if it weren't for the 6 soul bones inherited by angels in his body, maybe he would have died.

And Wen Twelve first used the Hungry Ghost Dao ability to absorb this attack, and when the explosion started, he only relied on two Wheel Tombs Border Prison to withstand the explosion.

"You're so timid, what about your courage just now?"

Looking at the people who were not ready to attack, they saw the Chinese twelve, and the eighth soul skill lit up red again.

Psychic Outer Path Golem

The mountains shook for a while, and in the eyes of all the Titled Douluo, a huge exorcism shell spun out of the soil behind Wen Twelve.

What is it?

Seeing the Outer Dao Golem, everyone's hearts flashed with doubts.

But the doubts didn't last long.

Golem Soul Power Chain!

I saw that more than a dozen chains formed by blue soul power were released from the mouth of the outer Dao golem, and the speed was extremely fast, attacking everyone.

Sou~

The many Titled Douluo who had no time to dodge were all bound by chains, and the soul power of their bodies surged towards the Outer Dao Golem.

On the other side, many people who dared to watch the excitement quietly slipped over and hid to the side.

Looking at the subdued Martial Spirit Palace, everyone's eyes were full of disbelief, that was more than a dozen Titled Douluo!

Maybe the entire Douluo Continent doesn't add up to so many! The strongest row in the Douluo Continent, but it was overturned by others? Although the people worship and rebel, but who is this person sacred?

In the big pit, looking at the people of the Martial Spirit Hall who couldn't move, Wen Twelve slowly walked over.

"Wouldn't it be better to be early? Do I have to do it? ”

Wen Twelve's ridiculous business reached everyone's ears, and it was indeed helpless to be angry, Wen Twelve's words were not wrong, so many people on his side did not win.

Bibi Dong and Qiandaoliu in the field fell into silence, watching the whole scene being controlled by Wen Twelve and one person, Qiandaoliu and the three worshippers around him forcibly suppressed the shock in their hearts, it seems that their intuition is right, this person really can't be provoked.

"Huh? Don't talk, huh? Then you're all gone. ”

Obviously, Wen Twelve's faint words and turned around made them understand that Wen Twelve was planning to really kill them, looking at Wen Twelve, who was about to do it, Qiandaoliu couldn't help but speak out, although because of his opinion, he and Bibi Dong stood on opposite sides, but the Wuhun Hall was created by him, and he didn't want it to be destroyed like this.

"Wait, this ......"

After thinking about it for a long time, Qiandaoliu didn't know what to call it.

Wen Twelve looked at Qiandaoliu with a smile.

"What, you want to try it too?"

Qiandaoliu quickly shook his head, took a deep breath, and said seriously.

"I am willing to offer the angelic inheritance, and I ask the lord to raise his noble hand and let go of the Wuhun Palace, and the Wuhun Hall is willing to return to the adult."

Through the battle just now, Qiandaoliu felt that Wen Twelve's unfathomable depths were even more, as a level 99 peerless Douluo, he was the closest existence to a god, but like that, he couldn't see through Wen Twelve, and he was horrified to find that as long as Wen Twelve wanted to kill him, he didn't resist at all.

This made him suspect that Wen XII was a god! It's just hiding his identity, which makes him find another opportunity to set foot in the divine realm.

Hearing Qiandaoliu's words, everyone's eyes widened, but unfortunately they couldn't make a sound.

"Oh?"

Wen Twelve seemed to be moved, touched his chin and thought about it, it is not a bad thing to recover the Martial Spirit Palace, and there is no need to help Suodun build up his strength, he will go directly to the ready-made, as for whether he will rebel? What I have to do now is to help Suodon and his group improve their strength, so that the people of the original Martial Spirit Hall will not dare to pretend.

As for other things, Thorton's brother? Tang San? Tang San's father and mother? A deep enmity with the blood of the Wuhun Palace? Then don't you just help him resurrect his mother, thinking of this, Wen Twelve slapped his hands and nodded in the expectant gaze of Qiandaoliu.

"Okay, then take me to see the Angel Martial Spirit first."

Listening to Wen Twelve's words, Qiandaoliu breathed a sigh of relief.

"No problem, come with me, sir."

After saying that, he flew forward, and Wen Twelve glanced at the people on the ground.