Douluo: I can steal other people's martial arts

"How is it possible? How did this kid do it?" Supervisor Luo Man said with a shocked look on his face.

Even he wasn't aware of the scene just now, let alone anyone else.

In just an instant, all ten of his subordinates died! This method is simply unheard of.

Which family is he a descendant of? Why are there no records in the Great Soul Fighting Arena or the Spirit Hall?

Was that his martial spirit just now?

No...that black box has no martial soul characteristics at all.

"Now, you have two minutes and eight seconds!"

Faced with everyone's hatred, Ling Mo remained indifferent and carefully looked at the cup in her hand. There was no wine in it.

Their hospitality is not very good, it seems they need to be taught a lesson...

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Ten brothers died in an instant, and the rest panicked.

"Just now, those people from the Fierce God Team seemed to have died under this black box. This guy is so weird..."

For a moment, Rothman, who was originally determined to take advantage of others, began to hesitate!

From the above characteristics, Lingmo must have a great origin.

But... in his impression, it seems that there is no sect with a series of characteristics like Lingmo!

"This little brother, I think! Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

The conversation changed and Rosman was scared! Yes...he wanted to test Lingmo's background.

"Misunderstand?"

Good guy, do you want to cover up what happened before with just one sentence?

"I don't know if I misunderstood you. Now...I don't want million anymore, I'll change it to million..."

With one sentence, the whole audience was shocked.

"You are opening your mouth like a lion, aren't you afraid of holding on?"

Rothman almost shouted.

I originally wanted to take advantage of Lingmo's money and pocket it, but suddenly...not only did I not keep it, but I had to put in million.

This is something that is simply impossible. If the higher-ups find out, the next result will be beyond his imagination.

"The lion opens its mouth? You can think so..."

"That's too much. Boss, let's go together. I don't believe this kid can cause trouble..."

No one can accept million! If all of this were released, this big spirit fighting arena would probably be declared bankrupt.

If they were chased from above, they would come down, and none of them would be able to escape.

"Little brother, look...can we discuss it? I can give you your original million, plus a little compensation from me, to make up to million. What do you think?"

Rothman is not sure! The black box in Ling Mo's hand is really weird!

"thirty million……"

It was better not to say anything, but once he spoke, Lingmo added another ten million.

At this time, even if Rothman could bear it, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Your Excellency insists on this, then we will have to fight to the death..."

"The fish is dead and the net is broken? Are you worthy?"

When the conversation changed, Ling Mo took out the peacock feather and fired it instantly...

In Rossman's horrified expression, the seven soul emperors behind him were killed instantly...

Yes, that’s an exaggeration!

In front of Peacock Ling, the so-called Soul Emperor was vulnerable!

Some people were beaten directly into a sieve, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Seeing that only Rosman and Ling Moli were left in the room, the atmosphere instantly solidified.

clap clap clap...

Suddenly, the door to the room was opened, and an old man in red robe walked in, clapping his hands.

Judging from the image and characteristics, this person seems to be from Wuhun Palace!

"Wonderful, wonderful! I didn't expect that Silvichy City would hide such a talented young man..."

After the man in red robe walked in, Rossman's body was shaking, as if he had seen a ghost, and he couldn't stand still.

Fear and uneasiness completely occupied his heart.

The one in front of me is mentally suppressed.

"Sir... Sir! You... why are you here..."

With a trembling tone, Rothman could hardly stand still.

"waste!"

The man in red robe looked at him coldly and slapped him, causing Rossman to faint.

"Red-clothed leader? Wuhun Palace? Sure enough..."

As soon as the other party appeared, Ling Mo probably understood something! It turns out that behind this big spirit fighting arena, there is also a spirit hall!

Not only that, in addition to Wuhun Palace, there are also other sect forces involved, a luxurious lineup composed of several major forces.

No wonder no one has dared to cause trouble in the Great Soul Fighting Arena for so many years. Those who stand behind their feelings are all big guys!

"Martial Soul Hall! It's such a grand ceremony, but it's a pity... Even if the Pope comes today, it will be useless..."

Ling Mo replied coldly, this farce will not end with the appearance of Wuhun Palace!

"Thirty million! You really dare to ask, do you think I will agree?"

Originally, Ling Mo thought that the bishop of Wuhun Palace had appeared and the matter could be discussed carefully. Unfortunately... the other party didn't take Ling Mo seriously at all.

Contra?

An invisible suppression hit her face, and Ling Mo passively opened her peacock wings.

The moment the martial spirit appeared, the opponent was obviously stunned for a moment!

"External soul bone?"

Then, a greedy look appeared! It seems that Lingmo is destined to be eaten.

It came with force and gave Ling Mo a powerful blow, which immediately angered Ling Mo.

"You succeeded in irritating me! Wuhun Palace? Next, face my anger..."

Suddenly, a huge sword fell from the sky. The red-clothed leader took the sword head-on before he could retract his greedy gaze.

boom……

moment! A powerful explosive force directly shook the entire soul fighting arena.

Those who had not left the Great Soul Fighting Arena at this time fell into panic.

The building instantly collapsed and turned into a ruin. Three rays of light flew away to the west at the same time!

"what happened?"

For a time, the entire soul fighting arena was in chaos.

Over at Shrek's group, Flanders counted the people present and prepared to take them back! I found that Ling Mo was missing.

He immediately asked anxiously: "Where is Ling Mo? Where did he go?"

Tang San: "I don't know. I seemed to have said that I was going to get the money just now..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge building behind him suddenly collapsed, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

"No, Xiao Mo may be in trouble..."

Tang San, who was thoughtful, immediately thought of the seriousness of the matter.

He rushed into the ruins regardless of his own safety, but... before he could rush in, he was directly stopped by the master.

"Xiaosan, stay calm! Xiaomo will be fine..."

The master tried to persuade him, but how could Tang San remain calm? Ling Mo had saved his life many times. The relationship between them was not that of blood brothers, but better than that of blood brothers.

Regardless, Tang San activated the Eight Spider Spears and rushed directly along the ruins.

There is another figure who is faster than him, that is Zhu Zhuqing!

A pair of purple wings spread out and rose up. Zhu Zhuqing wanted to find Ling Mo among the ruins.

It's a pity... There is no figure of Ling Mo in this huge ruins.

Tang San was frantically digging through the ruins. He could feel that Ling Mo's aura just disappeared here.

Unfortunately... no matter how hard he dug, he couldn't find Ling Mo.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, looked even more crazy and completely lost his sense of proportion.

For a time, Shrek and others joined in the excavation process.

It all happened so fast! Flanders' face was dark, and his anger came from his heart.

Just such a student disappeared into thin air under his eyes.

The self-blame in his heart could not be buried. If he had not insisted on participating in this soul fighting, this accident might not have happened.

Ling Mo disappeared, and along with it, all the staff of the Great Soul Fighting Arena died in this disaster.

No one knows what happened! No one knew whether Ling Mo was alive or dead.

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