In front of the Pope's Palace, a bloody battle broke out!

The swords and swords were clanging, and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky. The murderous aura surged like a tsunami, like a strong wind swept across the ten directions, the temples collapsed, the walls collapsed, and the entire earth trembled violently!

At the top of the sky, Luo Xuanchen faced Pope Bibidong, his soul power was like a sea and his killing power was like a tide. The six titled Douluo fought bloody battles in the sky, and the colorful soul rings of light rose into the sky!

On the earth, Fang Xuandu fought against the heroes of the Martial Soul Hall. The six martial souls rotated around him. Every time he swung his fist, a large number of Knights of the Temple guards were blown up and blood stained the Pope's Palace!

"The wrecked dog at the time has really become a climate now."

The Pope Bibi Dong wore a brilliant crown on his head, and the luxurious dragon robe beside him, graceful and luxurious, like a noble and invincible queen, standing on the top of the sky, with a terrifying aura crushing the nine heavens and ten earths!

Her phoenix eyes were covered with frost, and she stared at the white-haired man in front of her coldly, and her mouth raised slightly: "But this is in front of the Pope's Hall, you can't allow you to be arrogant. I have three thousand soul masters, hundreds of soul saints, and ten titled Douluoes. I must have been told that you will never return!"

At this moment, all the powerful people hidden in the Spirit Hall were dispatched. There were ten title-level strong people, including the Soul Contra, Soul Saint, and Soul Emperor under them. Looking around, there were crowds of people on the huge square, with soul rings shining, and the total number of people was probably no less than three or four thousand!

Pope Bibidong guessed that someone would definitely come to rescue Fang Xuan, so he had already made full preparations for today's execution. In addition to the seemingly placed troops, there were also two or three thousand elite soul masters, hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move!

At this moment, the foundation of the Spirit Hall was revealed, and he vowed to capture Luo Xuanchen and Fang Xuan in one place. So many endless soul master troops could consume the two of them just by consuming them!

The Wuhun Palace is indeed profound in its foundation, beyond the imagination of the world!

"Kill Fang Xuan at all costs!"

"This is the iron order of His Majesty the Pope!"

"We must kill the roots of hatred in the cradle and kill!"

Sharp roars sounded, and the Spirit Hall went crazy. Thousands of guardians of the temple rushed towards Fang Xuan with red eyes. From a distance, they looked like a beast tide, which was very spectacular!

"ah……"

Fang Xuan's whole body was stained with blood and was so crazy that he roared wildly. He suddenly poked out his right hand and turned into a blue lightning, tearing a soul saint out again, and then knocked out ten temple guards, his body shattered, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!

The Blue Silver Emperor spread rapidly on the earth, forming a domain field with a diameter of dozens of meters. In the Blue Silver Emperor domain, Fang Xuan is a nearly invincible existence. This field will greatly weaken the soul power of the soul master, which is very suitable for large-scale melee!

Fang Xuan stepped on the blue silver field, waved his fists, and killed all directions among the powerful people in the Soul Palace. He was unstoppable. He killed the powerful soul master hundreds of meters in a short while. His supreme power shocked many people!

However, there are so many enemies!

More than 3,000 soul masters in the Martial Soul Hall!

Tight and endless!

There are no kills at all!

Under the fierce siege of thousands of powerful soul masters, even Super Douluo may be in blood, let alone Fang Xuan, who has just been released from prison!

Although he was strong, he could not withstand the siege of so many strong men. His soul and physical strength were consumed very seriously. He was stuck with the army of thousands of people and soon fell into a crisis.

"call out!"

A terrifying murderous intent came, Fang Xuan's heart was shocked, and he looked at him and found a soul douluo in the martial arts palace coming fiercely.

This is a peak soul controlo with a level 88. His cultivation is infinitely close to the titled Douluo. His martial soul is a flaming lion, burning, and the hot heat waves waving out like magma, making Fang Xuan feel as if he fell into a stove and was being scorched!

"Die! Little bastard!"

The peak Contra roared, and the flaming lion above his head was roaring wildly. His eyes appeared murderous intent, and he raised the crazy burning flame god fist, cleansing the void, melting it, and rushing towards Fang Xuan's chest with a fierce momentum.

"What can I do to Contra?!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold and motionless. Facing the attack of this peak Contra, he was not afraid at all, nor did he choose to dodge. Instead, he waved his fists and fought head-on to attack the latter!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two loud noises, the two of them were punched in their chests, their sternum collapsed, and they coughed up blood in large mouths. At the same time, they retreated seven steps backwards. They were all seriously injured, and no one could take advantage of it.

This soul contra in the Martial Soul Hall is really strong. The martial soul flaming lion is also the best among beast martial souls, and has barely possessed the title-level combat power.

In addition, in the fierce battle between thousands of people, Fang Xuan consumed extremely severe soul power, and this time he did not gain any benefit.

"Huh! Huh!"

Fang Xuan gasped, his face showed signs of fatigue, sweat dripping from his forehead, and even his breathing became rapid. He felt very tired, but the enemies around him were still endless!

At this moment, he missed his knife very much.

If there is a knife in hand, Fang Xuan will be fearless!

...

"Ha ha ha ha!"

In the sky, Luo Xuanchen laughed boldly, and he was alone in the top ten titles Douluo, but he was calm and had no fear.

The demon sword, red rain, slashed from the sky, with demonic energy rolling, ghosts crying and wolves howling, like a peerless demon sword slashing the sky in half, and in an absolutely tough and domineering attitude, he slashed the Pope Bibi Dongli, his body into two pieces, blood splashed and broken bones splashed, and the scene was extremely shocking.

This knife actually split the Pope in half, amazing the audience!

"The Pope of the Spirit Palace...but that's it!"

Luo Xuanchen's silver hair was fluttering, his expression was calm, looking at Bibidong, who was using his immortal body and reorganizing his body in a mess, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Luo Xuanchen! If you don't kill you today, I will not be a human being!"

A shrill scream came out, and the Pope Bibidong was furious. Although she had an immortal body that could be called immortal and could easily condense her broken body, being chopped in half by someone in public would undoubtedly greatly damage the face of the Pope of the Spirit Hall!

How can she gain a foothold on this continent in the future?

Thinking of this, Bibidong's heart was full of anger, staring coldly at the white-haired Luo Xuanchen in the sky, his chest was filled with murderous intent, and he was frantically repairing his broken body, preparing to fight for life and death with the latter.

"Huh? That's..."

At this time, Luo Xuanchen's pupils lit up and he found a black soul guide ring falling from the air. He grabbed the palm of his hand and grabbed the soul guide ring directly in his hand. A hint of surprise appeared on his face.

This is the soul guide that fell from Bibidong just now, but it is not Bibidong's, but Fang Xuan's soul guide ring!

Before going to prison, all the items on Fang Xuan were searched and scrambled, including this soul guide ring that stored many treasures.

The most important thing is that his knife... is stored in it now.

"Little madman, your stuff!"

Luo Xuanchen smiled gracefully and waved his long sleeves. The dark soul guide ring, like a meteor, slid across the void quickly to Fang Xuan, who was fighting fiercely on the ground.

Above the earth, in front of the Pope's house!

Facing a peak Conrat and hundreds of Templar Knights, Fang Xuan fell into a tough battle, bleeding all over his body, bruised all over his body, and his breath became more and more sluggish, as if he had reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

"Haha, you can't do it if you little bastard!"

As a strong man who suppressed one side, this Contra of the Spirit Hall naturally clearly noticed Fang Xuan's decline, his eyes brightened, and a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He took the opportunity to attack, and his strength exploded in full force. He waved the flame god fist and rushed towards Fang Xuan's head frantically, trying to kill him in one go: "Don't continue to struggle, go to death, little bastard!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The breath of death hit his face, Fang Xuan's face was pale and weak. Looking at the burning fist of flames, a hint of despair rose in his heart. Now his soul power was exhausted and it was difficult to resist this punch.

"call out!"

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded. Before he could react, a pitch-black soul guide ring had fallen into his palm, flashing with a deep light.

"This is...my ring!"

Seeing this soul guide ring of his own, Fang Xuan's dim eyes gradually lit up, and his right hand quickly passed through the ring, and a long black knife appeared out of thin air!

The moment when the black sword and Duanshui appeared in front of Fang Xuan, the black blade body trembled slightly, as if it was spiritual, and it made a passionate sound of a knife roar!

It knew that its owner would lead it to fight in all directions again!

Two lightning flashed out of Fang Xuan's eyes, and he grabbed the black knife with his hands. His whole body was in full swing and his blood-stained eyes gradually became sharp, like a sharp blade unsheathed through the sky and the earth, cleaning the void!

Growing from many life-and-death battles, growing up in the tempering of prisons,

At this moment, his artistic conception finally came true!

The perceptions from life and death, life and death, and reincarnation...

This is the intention of the sword of reincarnation!

Fang Xuan closed his eyes, as if he was united with this world. His blood-red killing sword aura was ignited all over his body. The long sword wrapped in the artistic conception of reincarnation suddenly swept out. The terrifying sword aura swept across the sky, and the entire void was twisted in vain.

"Ah...I don't want to die!"

"No! Impossible!"

"What kind of power is this? It's so terrible!"

"Help! Who will save me!"

Countless miserable screams sounded. Under this knife containing the artistic conception of reincarnation, hundreds of guardian knights in the Spirit Hall burst out on the spot without any resistance. Even the peak Contra's body was torn apart, bleeding on the spot, smashing to pieces!

The sky is dark, the earth collapses, the void is twisted, and the universe is reversed, just like the end of the world is coming!

Countless powerful people in the Martial Soul Hall were buried under this knife, with their bodies formed into mountains and blood as if they were like a river!

In the end, even the majestic and sacred Pope Temple collapsed, shattered, and melted...
Chapter completed!