The Dragon Clan's magic knife slashed fiercely on the dark bell, and the magic knife bounced, but the dark green dark bell turned into nine colors in an instant, and an obvious crack appeared on the surface, and the nine colors on the surface of the crack The light flickered and expanded rapidly.
The dark bell let out a scream, and could no longer care about the dark phoenix. The bell shrank sharply, turning into a dark green light, and fled into the depths of the darkness with a "swish".
Tang Wulin held the Dragon Clan Dharma Saber, and the nine-colored figure floated to the ground, and with a "wow", a mouthful of blood spewed out.
With a flash of light, the Dharma Saber turned into the Gale Sword Demon Sima Jinchi again, and supported him, "Young Master, are you alright?"
Tang Wulin shook his head, "It's okay, what a powerful sonic attack." This was him, who had been replaced by an ordinary soul sage, and had already been wiped out by the shock of the incomparably strong sound waves just now.
Excessive Love Douluo controlled his own domain while paying attention to this side, at this moment he nodded secretly in his heart. Tang Wulin has truly grown up. The current him, in cooperation with his partners, can already compete with the strong in the soul master world. If it wasn't for the fact that his own three-word combat armor hadn't been completed yet. Even if he didn't use this martial soul fusion skill, he should be able to deal with that dark bell for a long time.
More importantly, his growth rate was too fast. Even in Tianhai City, these days, as long as he didn't see Tang Wulin for a few days, Amorous Douluo could feel that Tang Wulin had changed. After so many years of training, his strength improvement has entered the fast lane in a real sense. In a few years, when he becomes a Titled Douluo, his identity as the master of the Sea God Pavilion and the master of the Tang Sect will be completely complete. All well deserved.
Tang Wulin took a deep breath, and while releasing his mental power to focus on the distance, lest the dark bell go away and come back, he adjusted his breath.
His internal organs were injured by the shock before, but after this brief adjustment, they have recovered in sevens and eighties. The strong self-healing ability is no longer inferior to that of his elder brother A Ruheng.
Although he hasn't practiced the innate secret method yet, the effect of the Golden Dragon King's blood and a part of the innate secret method is already quite terrifying.
Sima Jinchi was beside him, and when he glanced at him, he was also secretly surprised. Because he could sense Tang Wulin's state to a certain extent, he was able to discover that his recovery was so fast.
On the other side, Excessive Love Douluo finally controlled Dark Phoenix. After Dark Phoenix completely fell into a coma, he held it on his hands.
"With her, we can explain something, which is enough to prove something." Excessive Love Douluo showed a faint smile on his face.
Since the reappearance of the Holy Spirit Cult, this is the first time Tangmen has gained the upper hand when facing the Holy Spirit Cult.
The trap was successful. Whether it was in the air or on the ground, when a division of mecha masters surrounded the entire battlefield, it meant that no evil soul master could escape.
Amorous Douluo left quietly with the Dark Phoenix, while Tang Wulin and the Blood Dragon Squad met with the general sent by the coalition headquarters on the surface.
However, their expressions soon became ugly. What they caught were not fresh 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 finally surrounded, but what they got were more than 400 corpses.
The stench was also highly toxic. In desperation, the coalition forces had no choice but to seal off this area first, and let biochemical experts solve the immediate problem.
And Tang Wulin appeared in front of Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie an hour later.
"Dark Phoenix? Dark Bell?" Chen Xinjie looked at the young man in front of him with burning eyes.
Of course, in today's situation, he would not personally act. As the master of the contemporary War God Hall, he needs to pay more attention to the overall situation.
"The identities of more than 400 evil soul masters can be determined, but do you have any evidence that they attacked our army?" Chen Xinjie said lightly.
Tang Wulin froze for a moment, didn't he ask the question knowingly? If it wasn't for a plan, how could there be so many evil soul masters, even high-level Holy Spirit Cults here.
"The two dark kings have fled, and all the evil soul masters have committed suicide. There is no evidence. How can we prove that it was the Holy Spirit Sect who made the previous attack?" Chen Xinjie's words were very sharp.
After a brief shock, Tang Wulin regained his composure, "So, you insist on sending troops immediately? I have no evidence. If you insist, I can't help it. I just did what I can. As for For the rest, it is up to you to judge and decide.”
Chen Xinjie smiled, a rare smile appeared on his serious face.
The young man in front of him was calmer and more outstanding than he had imagined. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how could that fellow Ming Jing Douluo have such a good successor!
"Come to the Temple of War God!" Chen Xinjie looked at Tang Wulin with a smile.
Although Tang Wulin was far more stable than his peers, and his mind had gone through countless experiences, he still couldn't help being speechless in the face of this Limit Douluo's way of talking.
"Come to our God of War Hall, and you will immediately be one of the Eighteen Gods of War. There are still two vacancies for the Eighteen Gods of War. Within five years, as long as you can become a Titled Douluo, the position of the next generation master of the God of War Hall It belongs to you. I will retire in fifteen years at most." Speaking of this, the expression of this Vast Sea Douluo suddenly showed a bit of vicissitudes.
The corner of Tang Wulin's mouth twitched, "Your Majesty, you have just met me, so you entrust me with such a heavy responsibility?"
Chen Xinjie said indifferently: "Some people have known each other for a lifetime, but they are just a person in my eyes. Some people only need to take a look at them, and I know that I have found my successor. You should know that the Temple of War is in the federal army. Fang's influence. I can also see that you have plans in the military. So, what could be more helpful to you than becoming the successor of the Lord of the War God Hall?"
Undoubtedly, Chen Xinjie was very strong, with a suffocating feeling of being so strong, and the conditions he proposed were also very attractive. Tang Wulin believed that as long as he agreed to him, then, without a doubt, he would go all out to support him.
"Thank you for your attention. It's just that I still have things to do. The Blood God Legion needs me even more." Tang Wulin couldn't tell the person in front of him that he was already the head of the Tang Sect, and even more so by the history of the Tang Sect. The owner of the Sea God Pavilion at Lake Academy. In that case, this Vast Sea Douluo might turn his face straight away. He could only use the Blood God Legion as his shield.
Chen Xinjie seemed to have expected that Tang Wulin would say this, and smiled lightly, "Okay, you can go now."
Tang Wulin frowned. He was really unpredictable about the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!
After a short thought, he gave a military salute to Chen Xinjie, turned around and walked out. Because he understands that with Chen Xinjie's character, as long as he doesn't approve of it, it's useless to say anything.
As for why he didn't tell about the Dark Phoenix, it was because, to Tangmen, the Dark Phoenix was more important. If it is handed over to the military, it is guaranteed that this person will be sent back.
"Wait a minute!" Just as Tang Wulin walked to the door of Chen Xinjie's office, Chen Xinjie stopped him.
"What orders does Your Majesty have?" Tang Wulin turned around and asked.
With a flick of Chen Xinjie's wrist, a piece of paper flew towards him like a sharp knife. Tang Wulin raised his hand to take it. There was a long list of numbers on it.
"This is my communicator number. If one day, you want to think about me today, you can call me at any time. Give me your number too."