The Legend of the Dragon King: Draw Tang Wulin's blood at the beginning

Chapter 268 The Blacksmith Association is blocked, six powerful men

After Long Yuan left the Poseidon Pavilion, it was still early. He spoke to Zhuo Shi and then drove his black-level mecha towards the Tiandou City Blacksmith Association.

During this period, he encountered several groups of evil soul masters on the road, killing everyone on sight, causing destruction and conducting raids.

He shot without hesitation.

Now, his soul power has reached level 88, and even ordinary titled Douluo are no match for him.

The evil soul master he encountered was quickly dealt with by him.

Arriving outside the headquarters of the Blacksmiths Association in Tiandou City, shouts were heard from a distance.

He quickly disappeared into a hidden place, put the black-level mecha into the storage ring, and then walked towards the Blacksmith Association.

When he arrived at the gate, he frowned. At this time, the gate of the Blacksmith Association was blocked.

"Hand over the murderer, hand over the murderer!"

There were at least a thousand people blocking the door, shouting wildly.

Some excited people even threw stones, eggs, etc. at the interior of the Blacksmiths Association.

A yellow line was drawn in front of the association, and police officers were inside to maintain order.

But it was obvious that they could no longer stop the agitated people.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Long Yuan found an opportunity to consult an elder brother about the situation.

The elder brother was also a little excited and said:
"The thing is like this. According to the investigation and monitoring, before the attack on Tiandou City, at least a dozen of the terrorists who detonated fixed soul-guided artillery shells ended up at the Blacksmith Association.

We suspect that the Blacksmiths Association has something to do with the Holy Spirit Cult! "

Long Yuan frowned. There was absolutely no way that the Blacksmiths Association would be related to the Holy Spirit Cult.

I'm afraid this is just an outlet that the people are looking for.

The headquarters of the Blacksmiths Association has been besieged for several days, and now the door can only be closed.

This incident has had a huge blow to the reputation of the Blacksmiths Association.

Long Yuan still remembered that his teacher Zhenhua was assassinated once.

That assassination was probably related to the Holy Spirit Cult.

As the only divine craftsman in the mainland, there is no doubt that Zhenhua, if he will not be used by the Holy Spirit Cult, will definitely be a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, and they all want to get rid of him quickly.

Long Yuan did not join the Blacksmith Association for the time being, but used the spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm to observe the people.

Soon, he discovered that all of these people were ordinary people, and none of them were soul masters.

And he found that among the troubled people, there were several leaders evenly distributed.

Whenever there is a pause in the clamoring and rioting of the people, they are always able to speak out at the right time and set off another wave.

There are sixteen such people in total, and they are evenly distributed among the area of ​​thousands of people.

Long Yuan also quickly discovered the characteristics of these people. They all wore communicators on their ears, which were very advanced micro communicators.

"Hand over the murderer and severely punish the Blacksmiths Association!"

The people shouted loudly.

"The president of the blacksmith association comes out and gives us an explanation!"

"People from the Blacksmith Association should be put on the guillotine, you damn evil soul masters..."

All kinds of scolding came and went.

After figuring out the situation, Long Yuan concentrated his energy, waved his palms, and water droplets fell from the sky, accurately focusing on the communicators on the ears of 16 people.

As soon as I thought about it, the water droplets on the communicator melted into ice in an instant. With a click, the communicator cracked open and fell from my ear.

His mental power has reached the Shenyuan realm, and he can easily handle the communicators of sixteen people at the same time.

"Ok?"

Sixteen people discovered the anomaly at the same time, and their expressions were not very good. They were holding frozen communicators in their hands, and their faces were confused.

Some people even couldn't help but look at the sky. It wasn't raining. What was going on?

woohoo hoo...

But at this moment, a strong wind blew at the scene, and a blizzard immediately appeared, falling from the sky.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the blizzard made people stagger around.

All of this was naturally done secretly by Long Yuan.

He didn't believe that these ordinary people could still stay here and shout in such a big snowstorm. "Damn, damn, okay, why is there a snowstorm?"

"Hey...it's so cold, let's go, let's go!"

The next moment, all the people had finished running, the blizzard stopped abruptly, and only sixteen people were left on the scene.

They all looked at each other, the weather must be too weird.

At this point, each of them had a damaged micro-communicator in their hands.

"Okay, it turns out it was you who did it!"

A policeman saw the miniature communicator in their hands and immediately rushed to arrest them.

Although some people resisted and ran away, in the process, these people were attacked by the mental power of the Longyuan Divine Realm. After a while, they were dizzy and collapsed to the ground. All of them were taken away by the police.

The police took away sixteen of the troublemakers, and the people also left one after another. Long Yuan took this opportunity and walked into the Blacksmiths Association.

After a while, he took the elevator and chatted about the floor Zhenhua was on.

"I knew it was your boy who did it!"

As soon as they arrived at the door of Zhenhua's office, Zhenhua laughed loudly and walked out to greet him.

"teacher!"

Long Yuan quickly bowed and saluted. It seemed that Zhenhua had already known that he was coming.

"Come in!"

Zhenhua patted Long Yuan's shoulder, and the two walked into the office together.

Entering the office, Long Yuan frowned. There were actually six people inside.

Makino, the leader of the Noumenon Sect, is also there.

"teacher!"

Long Yuan quickly saluted Makino.

Makino smiled and scolded: "You boy, please do us a favor!"

Long Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the teachers wanted to take advantage of the situation.

The purpose is to wait for the people to rush into the gate, and then Teacher Zhenhua comes forward to lure out the people from the Holy Spirit Sect who want to intercept and kill him.

Unexpectedly, it was destroyed by Long Yuan.

But fortunately, Long Yuan never showed up from beginning to end, and no one recognized it. It was his doing.

It would just be mistaken for the weather.

"Okay, Long Yuan, let me introduce to you. These two are from the Federation War Temple. They are both contemporary war gods from the War Temple!"

Zhenhua smiled, pointed at the two middle-aged women opposite and introduced them.

Long Yuan still knew something about the Temple of War. There were a total of eighteen war gods in the Temple of War. They were the mainstay of the Temple of War.

All eighteen war gods are powerful at the level of Titled Douluo.

Directly appointed by the Federal Parliament.

Of these two gods of war, one is named Tang Liyue, also known as Bingyue, and the other is named Zhuxuan, also known as Morning Cat.

"Hello, Your Majesty!"

Long Yuan quickly saluted.

Afterwards, Zhenhua pointed to another middle-aged man and said:
"This Heavenly Saint Douluo Xu Shengqun from the Spirit Transferring Pagoda is one of the four great Spirit Transferring Envoys in the Spirit Transferring Pagoda today!"

Long Yuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly bowed and said:

"Hello, Your Majesty!"

Xu Shengqun looked at him with interest, nodded to him and said:

"Are you Long Yuan, the disciple of Deputy Tower Master Tianfeng Douluo?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Xu Shengqun's eyes lit up and he said with a smile:

"Not bad, the deputy tower master has accepted an excellent disciple!"

Then, Zhenhua's eyes turned to the last one, and a touch of respect appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)