Chapter 282 An Incredible Dream (Two in One)

Three days later.

The silence of the worship hall in the evening was unusual.

As if they felt a volcano that could erupt at any time, the oppressive atmosphere enveloped everyone's heart, causing them to hold their breath instinctively.

When passing by the entrance of the hall, they subconsciously lightened their footsteps and tiptoed, fearing that the tense deadlock would be broken by a little movement.

In the luxurious hall, six ninth-level soul masters who were enough to cause a stir in the outside world were gathered together, tense and looking at the woman holding a teacup and sitting lazily as if facing a great enemy.

Compared with the tension of others, the woman seemed to be unaware of the atmosphere that had dropped to freezing point, and sipped the steaming tea in the cup leisurely.

For no reason, looking at the precious tea in her hand that was beyond the reach of ordinary people, she suddenly recalled the scene two years ago when a little bastard with a stunningly handsome face but doing nothing all day asked her what she wanted to drink, but in the end he was stingy and only poured her a glass of boiled water.

"Heh"

After a meaningful sneer, she shook her head and sighed.

"Sure enough, you guys who are respected have more good things."

The old man sitting in front of her had no intention of chatting, and asked expressionlessly: "The famous Death God Douluo came to my worship hall just to drink a cup of hot tea?"

"What?" Under Kong Deming's vigilant eyes, Ye Xishui slowly put down the teacup, chuckled and asked back: "Is it not possible?"

Kong Deming didn't say much, but waved to a ninth-level soul instructor beside him.

"Go and divide half of the remaining tea in the worship hall and send it here."

"Yes, Mr. Kong."

Watching the ninth-level soul master leave, Ye Xishui couldn't help but glance at Kong Deming, and sighed: "As expected of the empire's first soul master, this kind of wealth and courage is really incomparable to that of others."

However, Kong Deming's eyes never moved away from Ye Xishui from beginning to end. At this moment, he was too lazy to distinguish whether the other party's compliment was sarcastic or sincere, and asked in a cold tone.

"Since the goal has been achieved, can Mr. Death leave?"

Although from the current situation, this Extreme Douluo does not seem to come with hostility, but his intuition tells him that Ye Xishui's appearance here is by no means accidental, and things may be far more complicated than he thought.

If a conflict really breaks out, even if he is confident that he will not lose to the other party, both sides will suffer losses after all. Based on the principle of less trouble, he now just wants to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

However, things went against her will. Even with such an obvious order to expel her, Ye Xishui still looked like she was turning a deaf ear to it.

"Why, are you so anxious to get me out?"

She took another sip of tea, chuckled and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, I have also encountered some problems in the field of soul guides recently. I finally came to the Worship Hall. I hope Silver Moon Douluo can help me solve my doubts."

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Kong Deming was silent, and his eyes gradually turned cold when he looked at Ye Xishui.

It seemed that he finally determined that this guy was just looking for trouble. He asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? I am sitting here drinking tea. Can I come to fight with you?"

As if he was amused by his questioning, Ye Xishui sneered and asked back.

"And if I really want to do something, can you stop me?"

"You can try."

Kong Deming narrowed his eyes slightly, and his aura surged all over his body, as if he could explode at any time.

But then, as if he suddenly realized something, his voice suddenly rose several degrees, and he asked in disbelief: "Are you trying to delay me?"

Sitting here and simply looking for trouble without taking action, he could not think of any other possibility except to delay time.

Thinking of Xu Tianran's sudden visit a few days ago, an idea suddenly rose in his mind.

Is the Holy Spirit Church trying to attack Xu Tianran?

But this doesn't make sense at all!

Not to mention that he had never heard of any conflict between the Holy Spirit Church and the Crown Prince before. Even if there was, according to the cooperative relationship between the Holy Spirit Church and the Sun and Moon Royal Family, this group of evil soul masters who had something to ask for would not make the situation so deadlocked.

Openly assassinating the crown prince in the palace, this behavior is tantamount to declaring war. Are they ready to give up cooperation with the royal family?

Or, did this group of lawless guys also bet on a certain prince, and now they are helping a certain prince clear the obstacles to succession?

The more Kong Deming thought about it, the more irritated he became.

How big a mess did Xu Tianran make! ?

I thought he just caused a little trouble, but this guy actually let a Limit Douluo personally take action to kill him!

How did you survive until now when you are so troublesome?

Limit Douluo.

These four short words represent the pinnacle of human personal power.

Even if the soul guide technology of their Sun Moon Empire has secretly reached a height that is unimaginable in the other three empires, there is still no good way to restrict this kind of soul master who almost transcends the secular rules.

The most feared thing for those in high positions is to be targeted by such guys. If they are ordinary people, they can try to survive by hiding their identities. For people like the emperor, who can escape the monk but not the temple, they are no different from lambs to be slaughtered in the eyes of the Limit Douluo.

It is no exaggeration to say that if this situation happened to him, he would not be able to sleep at night.

But no matter how dissatisfied he was, since this happened under his nose, he had to do something.

Thinking of this, Kong Deming subconsciously wanted to get up and go to the Prince's Palace to find out. However, Ye Xishui seemed to have expected his behavior. Blood suddenly bloomed on his body, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped everyone in the hall. human heart.

"Ye Xishui!!!"

Kong Deming also burst out with a ray of cyan light, helping him resist the pressure from the other party, and shouted: "Aren't you afraid of causing a break between the two parties if you act so wantonly!?"

"Break? Why the break?"

Ye Xishui curiously asked: "Isn't this palace in good condition and nothing happened? Did you sense that people from my Holy Spirit Cult took action against members of the royal family?"

Kong Deming choked and asked angrily: "Since you don't plan to do anything, why are you stopping me now?"

"Of course we are here to discuss the direction of the soul guide."

Not paying attention to Kong Deming's threat, Ye Xishui looked around and said slowly: "If you really want to count it out, it seems that I can be regarded as your senior?"

"Since you are a senior and I personally come to visit you, why don't you even show the courtesy and respect that you should have? You even make malicious speculations about me and make rude remarks about me because of something that is completely unfounded?"

Speaking of this, Ye Xishui's expression suddenly turned cold, and the pressure emanating from his body began to rise sharply. Except for Kong Deming, everyone present felt the strong sense of suffocation accompanied by fear, just like It was as if their throats were being strangled by an invisible hand. No matter how hard they struggled, it was of no avail.

In a daze, Ye Xishui's indifferent voice slowly reached everyone's ears.

"Based on this alone, not to mention that I am just releasing my aura now, even if I really fight you, the Sun and Moon Royal Family will not be able to do anything to me."

Nothing? Malicious speculation?

Kong Deming almost laughed out loud at Ye Xishui's shameless look: "What Death God Douluo means is that your Holy Spirit Cult won't do anything tonight?"

"You can understand it this way. Of course, the premise of not doing anything is that I can feel enough respect for my seniors from you."

"Otherwise, if I am not happy, I might directly demolish your worship hall."

She stared into Kong Deming's dazzling eyes, suddenly raised the corners of her lips, suppressed the invisible pressure on her body, and spoke with a sneer.

"Once something like this happens that no one wants to see, you may be able to survive in my hands, but others may not have this ability."

"..."

Seeing Ye Xishui's determination, Kong Deming was really unsure now.

Could it be that I thought wrongly?

The Holy Spirit Sect doesn't actually intend to take action against Xu Tianran, but has an ulterior motive?

Although he is not a member of the Holy Spirit Cult, due to the frequent contacts between the royal family and the Holy Spirit Cult, he still has some understanding of this famous Death God Douluo.

Although from the perspective of behavior, this guy is a moody and out-and-out crazy woman, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that everything she does has a strong purpose, and those seemingly crazy behaviors , in fact, they are just a means to achieve her goal.

But the problem is, even if he realizes that there is something fishy about this matter, he is not sure that he can directly investigate without the other party.

Just like Ye Xishui said, when a battle broke out with an Extreme Douluo at such a close range, he was definitely in a state of being too busy to take care of himself and had no ability to protect others.

He might not even be able to stop the opponent from killing a ninth-level soul master, let alone those members of the royal family whose cultivation level is not even a titled Douluo.

When Ye Xishui can play a greater role than him, being able to stabilize the opponent without spending a single soldier like now is the best result.

"I hope you'd better do nothing as you said. Don't think you can do whatever you want in this world. Maybe no one is your opponent, but you are by no means invincible."

Looking at Kong Deming who finally chose to compromise and sat back on the sofa, Ye Xishui chuckled meaningfully and said nothing more.

As for the ridiculous-sounding threat, she simply ignored it as a joke.

...Prince's Palace. In the study room, Xu Tianran flipped through the books in his hands casually, but the anxiety that enveloped his heart prevented him from reading a word for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he instinctively turned his head, frowning and looking at the bright moon rising higher and higher outside the window.

"Aren't you here yet? Are you ready to accept reality? Or do you have other plans..."

As the words fell, a sudden change occurred.

The exquisite metal pendant on his chest suddenly burst out with bright silver light, and an invisible translucent shield enveloped him without warning.

Judging from the ripples on the surface of the shield, it was obviously resisting something.

Before he could react, Xu Tianran felt a strong sting coming from his brain. Two seconds later, the metal pendant seemed to have been stripped of all the colors by an invisible hand, and it became dark to the naked eye. Go down.

Fine cracks spread from the surface of the pendant like spider webs. Immediately afterwards, the soul guide seemed to have reached its limit. After making an overwhelming soft and crisp sound, it disintegrated into dust all over the sky.

Like an elf under the moon that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, the silver-white powder reflects a strange light under the moonlight, illuminating Xu Tianran's dull face.

He stared at the scene in front of him absentmindedly, without any preparation for himself. Even if he did not think that the opponent would have a spiritual soul guide, he still prepared a spiritual defense soul guide. He was just grateful for a creepy chill.

The scarlet liquid snaked down from Xu Tianran's nostrils like a little snake and dripped on the ground. The strong sense of fear made his limbs cold, as if he fell into an ice cave, as if his life would not belong to him in the next second.

Broken.

He didn't even see the person who made the move, and a level nine spiritual defense soul guide was broken just like that.

Even if he had prepared for a rainy day, even if he successfully blocked this attack, even if he still had two soul guides like this, so what?

The opponent only needed to launch two more attacks just now, and he would be like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Can he really survive in front of this spiritual master?

Calm down, calm down...

Xu Tianran took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart.

Even if it was a spiritual title Douluo, it was impossible to destroy the ninth-level spiritual defense soul guide with a single spiritual attack. The person who launched the attack must have paid a huge price and wanted to kill him with one blow.

This kind of attack is definitely impossible to release three times in a short period of time, and he only needs to hold on until the Silver Moon Douluo in the Worship Hall arrives.

If the opponent cannot launch the same attack again, he will most likely take the approach of strong attack next...

As if confirming his guess, a deafening explosion suddenly came from outside the hall.

Xu Tianran suddenly raised his head and looked at the flames rising outside the window. An indescribable ecstasy flashed in his eyes.

The opponent attacked!

Outside the Prince's Palace, a short and fat figure covered in a black robe was proudly suspended in the air, and countless golden and red long guns and short cannons spread from his body like the thorns of a hedgehog.

The Prince's Palace below him was already riddled with holes and looked horrible. Countless tiny arcs of electricity were slithering like snakes in the broken holes of the building. The high temperature even burned the rocks red, and there was even a tendency for them to melt.

"Jing Hongchen! Stop it now!!!"

A tall figure with nine soul rings soared into the sky and roared at the black-robed figure: "Openly attacking the prince is a serious crime of treason. If you surrender now, you can get leniency!"

"Humph, everyone knows that the head of Mingde Hall is handsome and upright. How could he commit treason? I think you have recognized the wrong person!"

The short and fat figure snorted coldly, and with the crazy injection of his soul power, the dark barrel that looked chilling suddenly shone brightly, and the breath that was enough to destroy everything was brewing wildly in it.

"As for that cripple Xu Tianran, he is not only narrow-minded, cruel and incompetent, but also disregards the future of the Sun Moon Empire. If the future of the country is handed over to such a person, the consequences will be disastrous. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and completely eradicate this cancer!"

"You really have no shame! You are pretending to be stupid in a black robe. I can recognize your ball-like figure even if it turns into ashes. You are still handsome and upright. Don't you think you are worthy of it!?"

"Bullshit! Die old thing!!!"

As if completely enraged by these words, the short and fat figure roared angrily, and the gun barrels around him suddenly spewed out scorching flames, like the sulfur fire of the gods when they destroyed the world, and countless light balls tilted towards the hall below.

"You dare!"

The ninth-level soul instructor's eyes were bloodshot, and he threw out several translucent barriers in succession, which instantly enveloped the hall and isolated all the attacks.

Boom——

The blazing flames stung everyone's eyes. When the attack stopped, the several layers of barriers had already been riddled with holes like the building.

Although some shrapnel inevitably penetrated the barriers and landed on the building during this process, this round of attacks was successfully resisted, and the Prince's Palace was not seriously damaged.

While secretly relieved, the ninth-level soul engineer's expression gradually became ferocious, and his eyes looked at Jing Hongchen with scarlet eyes. His cold tone could not hide his violence.

"Jing Hongchen, it seems that you are determined to die today!"

The short and fat man snorted coldly, and the same murderous intent surged: "Come on, do you really think I'm afraid of you? After I get rid of you, the old thing, I will go and kill Xu Tianran, the dead cripple!"

The battle was about to break out. The two top soul engineers of the empire had already been overwhelmed by the raging anger. They took out their most proficient soul guides without hesitation and launched a fierce attack on their opponents.

A strong tremor hit, and Xu Tianran in the study almost turned green with anger as he listened to the roar outside the hall.

"Jing Hongchen, you deserve to die"

He had naturally heard the conversation between the two just now, and there was no doubt that his hatred for the head of Mingde Hall had deepened to a higher level.

But the next second, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Could it be that Jing Hongchen came alone to assassinate him?

Even if he hadn't considered that there would be a ninth-level soul master guarding him, he should have considered the situation when other powerful men in the palace noticed the movement and came to support him, right?

Fighting with people in such a big way is like deliberately attracting other people's attention.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, a strong premonition of death suddenly surged into Xu Tianran's heart.

No longer caring about hiding his strength, the customized ninth-level soul guide connected to his leg was instantly activated, and he jumped up from the wheelchair with his whole body.

The moment he stood up, the wheelchair beneath him was split into two by a sudden sword light.

"Um?"

A suspicious voice sounded, and Xu Tianran turned around. After seeing Huo Yuhao with a panicked look on his face, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"It's a good plan to attack in the east and in the west, but it's a pity that you didn't take into account my unknown title Douluo cultivation!"

Huo Yuhao was also decisive. After realizing that the plan failed, he didn't even think about saying a word. He turned around and ran away without hesitation, but he happened to bump into the old figure standing quietly at the door.

The next second, terrifying pressure descended on Huo Yuhao, making his bones creak under the pressure.

Huo Yuhao's body stooped uncontrollably as a painful groan erupted from his throat.

As if he had done something trivial, the old man looked at Xu Tianran expressionlessly and asked in a calm tone.

"Is Your Highness injured?"

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Kong came at the right time, outside."

It seemed that he had already anticipated what he was going to ask. Before he could finish his words, Kong Deming took the initiative to speak: "Jing Hongchen intended to rebel, but I have now suppressed him."

Xu Tianran was stunned. Hearing the sound of fighting outside the palace that had indeed disappeared, he lowered his head silently and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"Ha-haha, hahahahahaha!!!"

Amidst the crazy laughter that echoed in the study, Xu Tianran came to Huo Yuhao step by step, grabbed the snow-white hair, and forced him to raise his head to look at her.

"Don't worry, since you fell into my hands, I won't let you die so easily."

Appreciating the fear in those blue eyes, he couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth into a sinister arc.

"I will settle the grievances between us bit by bit with you!"

In the demiplane of the undead.

Looking at Xu Tianran, whose eyes were tightly closed but the corners of his mouth were raised crazily like a drooling fool, the Snow Emperor subconsciously glanced at Qiu'er beside him, and then looked at Huo Yuhao in unison.

"Is he a fool?"

"Forehead"

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but cough twice, and for a moment he didn't know how to explain it.

"Looking at him like this, he must have had a wonderful dream."