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Chapter 1235 scheming

The dragon clan magic sword slashed hard on the dark bell. The magic sword bounced up, but the dark green dark bell instantly turned into nine colors, and a clear crack appeared on the surface. The nine-color light on the crack surface flickered and expanded rapidly.

The dark bell screamed, and no longer cared about the dark phoenix. The bell suddenly contracted and turned into dark green light, and escaped into the depths of the darkness with a "swoosh".

Tang Wulin held the Dragon Clan magic sword in his hand, and Jiucai's figure floated to the ground, and with a "wow", a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

A flash of light, the magic sword turned into the violent wind sword demon Sima Jinchi, holding him, "Young master, are you okay?"

Tang Wulin shook his head, "It's okay, what a powerful sound wave attack." This is him. If he had changed to an ordinary soul saint, he had long been destroyed by the shocking soul in the extremely strong sound wave just now.

While controlling his own domain, Duosheng Douluo was paying attention to this place. At this moment, his heart nodded secretly. Tang Wulin has grown up in a real sense. Now, he and his friends can compete with the strong people in the soul master world. If it weren't for his own three-character battle armor that had not been completed, even if he didn't use this martial soul fusion technique, he would have been able to deal with the dark bell for a long time.

More importantly, his growth rate is really too fast. Even if he is in Tianhai City, over the past few days, if he doesn't see Tang Wulin for a few days, he can feel that Tang Wulin has become different. After so many years of cultivation, his strength has improved, and it will be truly entered the fast lane. In a few years, when he became the titled Douluo, his identity as the leader of the Sea God Pavilion and the leader of the Tang Sect will be completely deserved.

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, releasing his mental power to focus on the distance so as to prevent the dark bell from returning, while regulating his breath.

His internal organs were shocked before, but after this brief adjustment, he had recovered. His self-healing ability was no longer inferior to his senior brother A Ruheng.

Although he has not yet practiced the innate secret techniques, the effect of the Golden Dragon King bloodline and some of the innate secret techniques is already quite terrifying.

Sima Jinchi was right next to him and looked at him, and was secretly surprised. Because he could sense Tang Wulin's state to a certain extent, he found that his recovery was so fast.

On the other side, Duo Sheng Douluo finally controlled the dark phoenix. After the dark phoenix was completely unconscious, he held it on his hands.

"With her, we can also explain something, which is enough to prove something." A faint smile appeared on Dusheng Douluo's face.

Since the Holy Spirit Cult reappeared, this is the first time that the Tang Sect has gained the upper hand when facing the Holy Spirit Cult.

The trap is successful. Whether in the air or on the ground, when a division-based mecha division surrounds the entire battlefield, it means that it is impossible for an evil soul master to escape.

The passionate Douluo quietly left with the dark phoenix, while Tang Wulin and the Blood Dragon Squad opened with the generals sent by the coalition command center.

However, soon their faces became ugly. What they caught were not lively evil soul masters, but evil soul masters who vomited black blood and didn't know how to commit suicide.

A total of more than 400 evil soul masters were eventually surrounded, but they were more than 400 corpses.

The smell of stench is also strongly toxic. In desperation, the coalition forces could only block this area first and let biochemical experts solve the current problems.

Tang Wulin appeared in front of Chen Xinjie, the Hanhai Douluo, an hour later.

"Dark Phoenix? Dark Bell?" Chen Xinjie looked at the young man in front of him with a burning look.

Of course he would not take action personally in this situation today. As the master of the contemporary God of War Temple, what he needs to pay more attention to is the overall situation.

"The identities of more than 400 evil soul masters can be confirmed, but have you obtained evidence of their sneak attack on our army?" Chen Xinjie said lightly.

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment. Didn’t he ask clearly? If he hadn’t had any intention, how could there be so many evil soul masters, or even senior officials of the Holy Spirit Sect here?

"The two dark kings escaped, and all the evil soul masters committed suicide. There is no evidence. How can we prove that it was a previous attack made by the Holy Spirit Sect?" Chen Xinjie's lyrics were very sharp.

After a brief surprise, Tang Wulin had recovered from peace, "So, did you insist on sending troops immediately? I don't have any evidence. If you persist, I can't do anything. I just did what I can. As for the rest, you have to make a judgment and make a decision."

Chen Xinjie smiled and smiled rarely on his serious face.

The young man in front of him was more calm and excellent than he thought. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "What kind of virtue is the one who is Mingjing Douluo? Why can he have such a good successor?"

"Come to the Temple of War!" Chen Xinjie looked at Tang Wulin with a smile.

Although Tang Wulin is much more calmer than his peers and has experienced countless trials, he still can't help but feel speechless when facing the way this extreme Douluo talks about others.

"Come to our God of War Temple, you will be one of the eighteen Gods of War. Now the Eighteen Gods of War still have two vacant positions. Within five years, as long as you can become the titled Douluo, the position of the Lord of the God of War is yours. At most fifteen years, I will retire." Speaking of this, the expression of this Douluo in the Hanhai suddenly showed a bit of vicissitudes of life.

Tang Wulin's mouth twitched, "Mian, you just met me, have you just entrusted with such an important task?"

Chen Xinjie said lightly: "Some people know each other for the rest of their lives, but they are just one person in my eyes. Some people just need to take a look and I know that I have found my own successor. You should know the influence of the Temple of War in the federal military. I can also see that you have some intentions in the military. So, what else can help you more than becoming the successor of the Temple of War Lord?"

Undoubtedly, Chen Xinjie is very strong, and it feels suffocating. The conditions he put forward are also very attractive. Tang Wulin believes that as long as he promises him, then there is no doubt that he will do his best to support himself.

"Thank you for your attention, but I still have what I want to do. The Blood God Legion needs me even more." Tang Wulin could not tell the person in front of him that he was already the leader of the Tang Sect, and even the leader of the Sea God Pavilion of the Shrek Academy. In that case, this Hanhai Douluo may turn against him directly. He could only use the Blood God Legion as his shield.

Chen Xinjie seemed to have expected Tang Wulin to say this long ago, and smiled indifferently, "Okay, you can leave."

Tang Wulin frowned. He was really elusive about the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Sure enough, Jiang is still so hot!

After a brief thought, he saluted Chen Xinjie and turned around and walked out. Because he understood that with Chen Xinjie's personality, as long as he did not agree with anything, it would be useless to say anything he could.

As for why I didn't tell the story of the Dark Phoenix, it was naturally because, for the Tang Sect, the Dark Phoenix is ​​more important. If it is handed over to the military, this person may not be released back.

"Wait a minute!" Just as Tang Wulin walked to Chen Xinjie's office, Chen Xinjie stopped him.

"What are the instructions for the Cang Mausoleum?" Tang Wulin turned around and asked.

Chen Xinjie's wrist shook, and a note flew towards him like a sharp blade. Tang Wulin raised his hand to take it, with a long list of numbers on it.
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