Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

In the silent hall, Yang Wudi, the clan leader, also clenched the teacup in his hand. In an instant, the teacup was crushed into powder.

"So, the destruction of the three major families has something to do with the Qibao Glazed Sect?"

Yang Wudi stared at the man in front of him with cold eyes and said calmly: "Seven Treasures Glazed Sect...why do they do this? Our four single-attribute clans have never offended them!"

He and Bai He were good brothers, and now that he learned that his good brother had been wiped out, he was even more angry. However, out of helping his tribe, he could only swallow his anger and silently investigate the cause of this matter.

He wanted to see who had done such a cruel thing? !

The man beneath him replied respectfully: "Yes, Chenchuan, who calls himself the Killing God Douluo, did everything because this guy is the only one in the Tiandou Empire who can possess such cruel methods. The grandson of Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Chenchuan is here."

Yang Wudi frowned and said: "What a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what a Killing God Douluo Chenchuan. After I break through to the eighty-ninth level, I will make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect pay a heavy price!"

"Pass my order to inform all the disciples who have gone out to come back to prevent a sneak attack by the powerful Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. At the same time, send additional manpower. Anyone who is from the Tiandou Empire will notify me immediately!"

The disciples of the Po clan nodded one after another. They already knew about the destruction of the four single-attribute clans. The opponent's next target would definitely be them, so countermeasures must be taken in advance, otherwise if an accident occurs, the consequences can be imagined. Know.

Yang Wudi stood up and said calmly: "I want to see His Majesty. The royal family of the Star Luo Empire should also help us solve this problem."

Relying on the situation of the Star Luo Empire's royal family, Yang Wudi naturally took control of it, thinking that even if the other party really took action, he would probably be attacked by the Star Luo Empire. By that time, the Qibao Glazed Sect would become the target of public criticism. Presumably Qibao Liuli Sect would not do this.

However, he overestimated the importance that the Star Luo Empire placed on the Po Clan.

Although Po Zhi Clan is useful, it is not a wise choice to offend the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Moreover, not long ago, the incident in Wuhun Palace was also spread to the ears of the powerful people in the empire.

After learning that Wuhun Palace suffered heavy losses and that the Qibao Glazed Sect's death toll was less than a hundred, he became increasingly timid towards Chenchuan, so he decided not to get involved in the affairs between the four single-attribute clans and Chenchuan.

Until now, Yang Wudi didn't know that he had been abandoned by the royal family of the Star Luo Empire.

At this time, Chenchuan had also arrived in the Xingluo Empire. After asking around, he found out the location of the Po Zhi Clan.

Seeing the alert look of the Po Zhi Clan, Chen Chuan also showed a hint of coldness. Do you really think that with the protection of the Star Luo Empire, you can survive in your own hands?

It's simply asking for death.

Chenchuan sat on the chairs on both sides of the street, quietly waiting for time and watching the number of disciples from the Po Zhi clan who continued to enter.

As the saying goes, cut the grass and eliminate the roots. Since we have become enemies, we naturally have to kill them all to avoid future troubles.

All they have to do is wait for all the disciples of the Broken Clan to return before they die.

However, at this time, the Po Zhi clan did not know that death was approaching. If they had known, they would not have returned to the clan.

Chenchuan grabbed a disciple of the Po Zhi clan and asked indifferently: "Let me ask you a few questions. If you tell me, you can live."

The disciples of the Po clan were also frightened and panicked. They immediately nodded and said that as long as they didn't kill them, they would say anything.

"First, how many disciples do you have in the Po Yi Clan?"

"Reporting back to senior, there are three hundred and eighty people in total."

"Second, how many people have left the clan and how many have come back?"

"There are thirty-eight disciples who left the clan, and twenty of them have returned so far. The remaining eighteen will come back tonight."

This disciple was already scared to death and told everything he knew, hoping that the other party would not kill him.

Chenchuan smiled indifferently. It was exactly as he had guessed. Yang Wudi already knew his identity and would definitely recall all the disciples who had gone out. He believed that there was no problem with the impregnable Po Zhi clan.

With a crunching sound, the disciple of the Po Zhi clan in front of him fell to the ground and died on the spot. Even before he died, he did not want to believe that he was dead.

Still staring with bloody eyes.

Chenchuan moved his fingers slightly, and the disciple's body instantly transformed into a ball of powder and completely disappeared from this world.

In this case, you only need to wait for the other party to return, and then you can officially take action.

……………… The moon was dark and windy, and on a murderous night, a trace of blood slowly dispersed from the sky. Chenchuan’s figure, like a life-seeking Rakshasa, slowly appeared in the air.

Feeling the strong murderous aura, Yang Wudi immediately flew out of the hall, staring at the figure that came through the air.

"Today, no chickens or dogs will be left in the Po clan." The cold voice suddenly spread throughout the entire Po clan.

Although the sound was not loud, it caused all the disciples of the Broken Clan to run over and watch what was happening in front of them.

Gradually, hundreds of descendants of the Po clan gathered in the entire square. However, when they saw the Chenchuan that looked like the arrival of the god of death, the disciples were immediately filled with fear.

Yang Wudi, the leader of the Po clan, flew out of the hall fiercely, stared at Chenchuan in mid-air with a fierce gaze, and roared: "You are the God of Death Douluo Chenchuan, you dare to kill my disciple of the Po clan?!"

Chenchuan's pupils turned blood red and he said calmly: "Douluo Continent is a place where the weak prey on the strong. There is no need to offend or not offend. If you want to blame, I blame you for not joining the Haotian Sect."

"I am the Killing God Chenchuan. Remember when I am reincarnated," tell me my name and you will be exempted from tolls! "

Chenchuan suddenly waved his right hand, and the invisible soul power instantly transformed into a blood-colored dragon that was a hundred meters long. In an instant, it hit the ground directly, killing all the Poichi clan disciples in front of him.

Seeing the tragic death of his clansmen, Yang Wudi's eyes turned red, and the eight soul rings on his body quietly lit up, "Killing God Chenchuan, you are looking for death!!"

Chenchuan landed smoothly on the ground. Looking at the special aura on Yang Wudi's body, he became very interested. He wanted to see what kind of strength Yang Wudi had and how dare he call himself an invincible existence under the Title Douluo.

Yang Wudi clenched the soul-breaking gun in his hand with one hand, and then suddenly shot it towards the location of Chenchuan. The cold breath roared in, shattering the surrounding soul power.

Chenchuan put one hand behind his back, then raised his fingers to directly block the oncoming soul-breaking gun, and said lightly: "Hehehe, not bad, not bad, it is indeed the best soul-breaking gun martial spirit, and it is indeed extraordinary."

Seeing that his attack was blocked by Chen Chuan's two fingers, he also cast a horrified look, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard, you killed my old buddy. Today, even if it means death, I will fight with you." perish together!!!"

Blood-red light spread around the body, and the seventh soul skill on Yang Wudi also quietly lit up at this moment, "The seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial spirit!"

A blood-red figure suddenly appeared behind Yang Wudi. The cold soul-breaking gun became huge and shot out like a javelin toward the Chenchuan in front of him. The air everywhere it passed became distorted.

However, just when Yang Wudi thought he could win, he suddenly discovered that Chenchuan was unscathed, and the soul energy formed around his body completely enveloped the soul-breaking gun.

The energy condensed by the soul power was compressed little by little, directly shattering the shadow of Yang Wudi's soul-breaking gun.

"The fifth soul skill, break it!"

Yang Wudi did not believe in evil and rushed forward again. He wanted to see how virtuous and capable the other party was and why he was killing people here!

"The insignificant struggle of striking an egg against a stone."

Chenchuan waved his right hand, and the soul-breaking gun in Yang Wudi's hand exploded instantly, and at the same time a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out. Immediately, his body hit the ground hard like a kite with its string broken, and a cloud of dust was thrown up. .

"How can this be!"

Yang Wudi clutched his chest, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared with copper bell-like eyes, somewhat confused as to why he was so powerful!

Chenchuan's face was expressionless, without even looking at Yang Wudi. His hands changed the magic formula and created a restriction. The restriction that immediately wrapped around the Po Zhi Clan suddenly moved and slowly shrank.

Those disciples of the Po Zhi clan who fled to the edge looked desperately at the shrinking restrictions and experienced two extreme changes. One change was that they completely gave up resistance, and the other was that their eyes turned red and they used their own strength. The soul power, regardless of everything, rushed towards Chenchuan like a moth to the flame.

The screams of the tribesmen reached Yang Wudi's ears. His body began to tremble violently, and waves of sadness surged in his heart. He tried to resist, but his body seemed to be crushed by Mount Tai, and he could only kneel on the ground, unable to move. Half a point.

Yang Wudi's eyes showed deep hatred. He looked at Chenchuan and said word by word: "Since my Po clan has suffered this disaster, then let me die together with you."

Seeing Yang Wudi's crazy look, Chen Chuan's expression suddenly changed, and he glanced into the distance. Then a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he waved his right hand, and the shrinking restriction suddenly intensified.

Suddenly, the blood-red restriction over the Po Clan came over instantly. In the process, all the Po Clan within it died one after another before they even had time to scream.

Yang Wudi shouted crazily, "You bastard, kill me if you dare, bastard!!!"

"Don't worry, the other major families are like this too. There are no young or old on the Huangquan Road. With the other four single-attribute clans accompanying you, you, the Broken One Clan, are no longer alone."

Chenchuan said indifferently. (End of chapter)