As soon as the voice fell, it was like rumbling thunder coming from the nine heavens, and the atmosphere in the entire Wuhun Palace camp became tense.
Countless soul masters looked around blankly, but they could never find the source of the voice. The surrounding soul masters of the Wuhun Palace were also dressed in ordinary clothes. Even if one or two people sneaked in, it would be difficult to spot them.
The panic and coercion made many people unable to lift their heads. Three figures walked out of the tent in the center of the camp at the same time. It was Bishop Mo and the other three. At this moment, the three of them looked solemn and looked very ugly.
Unlike those ordinary soul masters who were at a loss, the three of them were all soul masters at the level of Bishop of Wuhun Palace. They were very powerful. They looked for the direction from which the pressure was coming and looked towards the sky.
The soul power of the three people shook, and eight soul rings appeared on each of them. The twenty-four soul rings were dazzling and exuding brilliance.
The three of them are actually Contra-level soul masters!
As the soul power of several people shook, the pressure on the soul masters around them was greatly reduced.
Looking at the appearance of the three bishops, they were imitating each other. Circles of soul rings rose from their feet. In less than a moment, just like ink rendering rice paper, various soul rings flickered in the entire camp.
Looking down from the sky, a sea of soul rings suddenly appeared before his eyes.
Among them, the most colorful soul rings are yellow, and then purple. Between these two colors, the white ten-year soul ring and the black ten-thousand-year soul ring are the rarest.
The soul ring rose and fell, and the huge soul power surged straight into the sky. Zhao Xuan was also shocked and couldn't help but admired: "This scenery is really magnificent."
Yes, this kind of terrifying soul power fluctuation is just magnificent in Zhao Xuan's eyes. Among the countless soul masters below, in addition to the three Contra bishops, there are also many other strong men, soul saints, soul masters, etc.
Emperors and soul kings are no longer in the minority.
Zhao Xuan showed up with the shocked Gu Li and Xue Qingqing. The three bishops who were looking for Zhao Xuan were slightly startled, and then they narrowed their eyes. When they saw Zhao Xuan's face clearly, several of them were covered in blood.
He was shocked and his face changed drastically.
"Lei Douluo?!"
Bishop Mo exclaimed in surprise.
The faces of Bishop Sang and Bishop Mo also turned a little pale instantly. As bishop-level members of Wuhun Palace, they certainly knew Zhao Xuan's name. It can be said that Zhao Xuan is one of the biggest enemies of Wuhun Palace.
The number of titled Douluo who died in Wuhun Palace in his hands reached two!
The other soul masters had lower status, so they had never known such top-secret information. However, judging from the three words "Thunder Douluo" and the expressions of several bishops, they also knew that this time the enemy was a powerful one.
Titled Douluo, and he is an enemy rather than a friend.
The other strong men in the camp flew towards the position of the three bishops. A flying soul saint carried the pressure and flew from low altitude, landing next to the three bishops. He glanced at Zhao Xuan's figure in the sky with fear and asked.
Said: "Mr. Bishop, what should I do?"
Bishop Mo looked at the sky, and Zhao Xuan was looking at him with interest, with a half-smile expression on his face, as if he was curious about what choice he would make.
His throat trembled slightly, and he, who had always been proud, felt like a monkey trapped in a cage for people to watch.
"run!"
He opened his mouth and said, and the flying soul saint was stunned, as if he didn't understand.
"Run! Scatter and run! Now! Hurry!"
Bishop Mo roared, and the voice, blessed by his soul power, spread to every corner of the camp, and even the sentries lurking around him heard it.
Bishop Sang and Bishop Mo did not hesitate and each chose a direction to escape.
They knew that when facing a powerful man who could also be called the Great Demon King among Titled Douluo, their seemingly huge number of soul masters would not be able to make the slightest difference. It would be better to scatter around and run away, so as to survive.
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Seeing several bishops running away in panic, the ordinary soul masters were startled for a moment and then fled like frightened birds.
Zhao Xuan raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "Well, yes, it is a wise choice, but unfortunately it is useless."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light flashing in them.
The next moment, Xue Qingqing and Gu Li, who were standing next to Zhao Xuan, saw a faint purple field quickly spreading around. At the same time, Zhao Xuan waved his hand gently, and the behavior of the three bishops became a little "weird"
stand up.
The two looked at the surrounding area curiously, and Gu Li asked: "What is this?"
Zhao Xuan smiled and said, "Want to see it?"
"Um."
Gu Li nodded quickly, and although Xue Qingqing did not speak, the curiosity in her eyes could not be concealed.
"Then watch carefully, Wan Lei... roaring in unison!"
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a thunderbolt sounded from the sky. The fleeing soul master was startled by the thunderbolt. Although the spring thunder was rolling, this thunder came without any warning.
But the next moment, they discovered how naive their thoughts were.
After the first thunder sounded, there seemed to be silence for a long time, and then it seemed as if there was only silence for a moment, and countless thunders followed one after another.
The whole world resounded with terrifying thunder, and countless purple-gold thunders emerged from the void. They were wild, violent and sacred. The earth turned into a sea of thunder, with thunder snakes winding in it. Anyone who was touched
The soul masters they encountered were instantly turned into ashes.
There were screams in the Thunder Domain. These soul masters belonging to the Wuhun Palace never dreamed that one day they would be suddenly wiped out of this world.
The bright light of the thunder reflected the pale faces of those soul masters. They tried to resist, their faces filled with unprecedented fear.
Zhao Xuan stood in the sky, looking at this tragic scene and couldn't help but frown. Although he had killed many people, his heart was still a little beat at this time. Under his thunder, he fell.
There are not just a few dozen people, but hundreds of soul masters.
He closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, Zhao Xuan's eyes were calm.
But the two girls beside him couldn't bear it. Their faces were pale, and they looked at the scene below that was like a hell on earth. They bit their lips until they turned white and didn't realize it.
Zhao Xuan said softly: "If you can't bear it, then close your eyes."
Hearing this, the maid Gu Li closed her eyes without hesitation, but what surprised Zhao Xuan was that Xue Qingqing pursed her lips, and finally still opened her eyes to look at the scene below.
After staring at the girl for a moment, Zhao Xuan shook his head slightly.
With a thought, the thunder in the sky disappeared, and the terrain on the ground was also changed by the violent thunder. Trees were broken and defeated, and corpses were scattered all over the field.
Some survivors looked around blankly, their livers and gallbladders split.
Zhao Xuan, on the other hand, looked at the three figures with strange behaviors.