: Powerless to return to the sky

It was a flawless gray crystal, with a height and diameter of about one meter. Every section of the diamond-shaped appearance was shining with a fascinating charm.

At this time, the Son of the Holy Spirit and Soltut were clasping on the ground, pressing their hands tightly on the crystal, and continuously inputting the energy from their bodies into them.

With the supply of massive energy in the two people's bodies, psychedelic light flashed on each section of the gray diamond crystal. These lights gathered at the tip of the diamond crystal through refraction, and a gray evil pillar of light soared into the sky, even obscuring the sun's light.

A semicircular grey evil realm slowly appeared with the gray crystal as the center, and continued to expand with the input of the Son of the Holy Spirit and the power of Soltuat.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters, soon this gray evil realm came into contact with the town of the Slaying Capital.

"Ahhhhhhhh, my blood is burning, it's so painful, it's so painful..."

Countless fallen people emerged from the underground of various buildings in the town, screaming loudly, running around and killing each other wildly.

The blood of others can relieve the pain of blood burning on oneself, but it will then cause the blood in one's body to burn faster.

But even though they knew it was drinking poison to quench their thirst, these depraved people could only kill each other madly. Bloody foam was sprayed on the corners of their mouths. Because they left the scope of the city of killing, various soul rings kept flashing, and powerful soul skills were released one by one, and the town was quickly destroyed in the madness of these people.

The Son of the Holy Spirit looked at the fallen men who were covered in blood, screaming and spewing out all kinds of dirty words, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

He stood up, opened his hands like a savior in mythology, his lips slightly twitched, and the power of the evil god in his body was circulating.

"Hello, all fallen people, I am the Son of the Holy Spirit. Perhaps some of you have heard of my name. I am very sorry that your place of killing has been destroyed. I can feel your pain, and the Holy Spirit can feel your pain. Come on, enter this gray realm, join my Holy Spirit Church and believe in the Holy Spirit with me, your burning blood will be extinguished, you will receive the salvation of the Holy Spirit, and you will receive the powerful force that you can't imagine. End this dirty old world with me, and the new continent in the future belongs to us and only to us."

The voice of the Son of the Holy Spirit instantly spread around the town, and immediately attracted the attention of all the fallen people. Some of the people who came to the City of Killing recently heard of the name of the Son of the Holy Spirit and knew how powerful the Holy Spirit Church is.

With the mentality of being a living horse, they tried to step into the gray field that was still slowly expanding, and kneeled on the ground with their hands folded together.

"Dear Holy Spirit, I am your humble believer. Please, save me, my faith will only belong to you in the future."

A miracle happened. With the prayer of these people, a gray light wrapped around their bodies. In just a moment, the blood poison that was constantly tormenting in their bodies was completely eliminated, and the vitality, physical strength and soul power consumed were restored. Even the gray light washed their bodies and condensed into a set of gray, neat robes in the same style as the Son of the Holy Spirit.

This strange scene immediately attracted the attention of all the fallen people in the town. They immediately stopped killing and scrambled to run towards the gray field. However, when they entered the gray field for a certain distance, they needed to withstand great pressure if they wanted to get close to the gray crystal.

Therefore, the strength of these people is clearly divided by the strange force field of the gray crystal. The stronger the person, the closer they can get to the Son of the Holy Spirit and Soltuate.

There are only two people who can truly stand in front of the Son of the Holy Spirit and Soltut. One of them is a tall, white-haired old man with a red face and a ray of powerful blood light constantly overflowing from his body. It is obvious that his martial soul is extremely extraordinary.

"The lost Lamb, the powerful Titled Douluo, introduce yourself." The Son of the Holy Spirit said with a smile.

"Dear Son of the Holy Spirit, I... Cough, I'm sorry, I'm in the Yu Yue Changfeng, Wuhun Blood God Mastiff, the 93-level strong attack type titled Douluo. The titled Douluo of the time was Blood God Douluo. Later, because of the sucking of the soul master's blood, he was captured by the Demon Subduing Douluo of the Seventh Venerable of the Martial Soul Hall, and sent it to the City of Killing. It has been thirty years since then." The old man knelt respectfully on the ground and said.

The Son of the Holy Spirit smiled and helped Yue Changfeng up, and said, "You don't have to be polite. Since you have entered the gate of my Holy Spirit Church, you and I are all believers of the Holy Spirit, and you have equal status and no need to worship each other. From now on, you will be the five elders of my Holy Spirit Church, and the elder of the Blood God is the best wind."

Then, he turned his eyes to another white-haired old man with a blue face and a faint ray of soul fluctuations on his body, and asked with a smile: "This titled Douluo strong man, please introduce yourself."

"Hello, dear son of the Holy Spirit. In Xia Qinhai, the martial soul Yanmo Vine, the ninety-third-level control system titled Douluo. I and the Blood God Elder are brothers who have become singular. His blood God Mastiff devours the blood of living creatures, and my Yanmo Vine is the soul that sucks the soul. My titled was Yanmo Douluo, because the soul killer sucked the soul, was captured by Qianjun Douluo, the six worshippers of the Martial Soul Hall, and sent to the killing capital. It has been twenty-six years since then."

The Son of the Holy Spirit nodded with a smile and was about to speak, but Soltut, who was beside him, suddenly spoke.

"Xiaohai, do you still remember me?"

Qin Hai looked at Soltut's old face, his eyes shrank slightly, and he said in surprise: "You are, teacher?! Teacher Soltut?"

The Son of the Holy Spirit was stunned for a moment: "I didn't expect to meet your disciple of the Great Elder today."

Soltut smiled and nodded: "Qin Hai was discovered when he sucked his soul for the first time, and then he was chased by a group of soul masters. I happened to pass by and saved him and taught him some things. I was half of my disciple."

"That's great." The Son of the Holy Spirit smiled. "From today, you will be the sixth elder of my Holy Spirit Sect and the elder of Yanmo Qin Hai."

"No, Teacher Soltut is my elder, and his strength is far stronger than me. How dare I be the same as the elder with him?" Qin Hai shook his head vigorously.

Soltut waved his hand, but the smile on his face showed that he was very helpful to Qin Hai's flattery.

"If you enter my Holy Spirit Church, you will no longer be divided into seniority and seniority. You are all believers of the Holy Spirit."

"Okay then." Qin Hai stopped refusing and agreed.

A sword light flashed, and Lin Bai's figure appeared above the capital of killing, which immediately attracted the attention of the Son of the Holy Spirit and others.

"Isn't this our old friend Lin Bai? It's a pity that you came late. These people have become believers of my Holy Spirit God Church at this time."

The son of the Holy Spirit laughed, Lin Bai's face was as deep as water, the sword light turned and flew away straight away.

There are so many strong people here, and he is already powerless to turn the world back.
Chapter completed!