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

Yang Wudi watched his clan members die one after another. At this moment, his heart was completely broken. He finally understood why the corpses of the other four single-attribute clans were still dead.

It turned out that they were all the result of being humiliated and executed like this.

Chenchuan put one hand behind his back. As he moved his fingers slightly, a stream of bright red silk threads gathered from all directions. Anyone who came into contact would be divided into dozens of halves by the threads, without even a chance to react. Blood splattered on the spot.

Yang Wudi lay on the ground and roared loudly: "Chenchuan, stop it, stop it!"

"One person is responsible for what one does, and the disciples of the Po Yi Clan are innocent!"

Facing Yang Wudi's voice-breaking roar, Chenchuan remained unmoved and continued to slaughter all the disciples of the Po clan. Wherever he passed, blood gathered into a river.

Human heads shot up from the sky and piled up to form a special mountain peak. The endless stench hit your face, making people feel like vomiting just looking at it.

The shrill screams echoed over the Po Zhi clan, because there was no barrier set up in Chenchuan this time, and the civilians on both sides of the road had already heard the piercing roar, and every sound made their whole bodies tremble.

The soldiers of the Star Luo Empire hurriedly ran over, but unfortunately after they touched the gate of the Broken Clan, their bodies instantly turned into a ball of powder and disappeared without a trace.

The remaining soldiers were also frightened and immediately stepped back, not daring to take a step forward for fear that they would die.

In just a few moments, the strong smell of blood came out, causing the strong men of the Star Luo Empire to subconsciously pinch their noses.

"Inform your majesty immediately that the disciples of the Po clan have been destroyed."

The leading Soul Saint realm expert looked at the restrictions around the Broken Clan, his brows knitted together, and he clenched the sword in his hand, knowing that there was no way he could enter it.

"Yes, I will inform Your Majesty immediately."

The soldiers behind him also immediately ran towards the palace, leaving only the rest of them watching the blood dragon entrenched above the Po clan.

In the Po Zhi clan, Chenchuan put one hand behind his back, looking at the special energy condensed around Yang Wudi's body, and also showed a meaningful smile.

"Burning martial soul, hehehe, Yang Wudi, Yang Wudi, in the face of absolute strength, you, an eighty-two-level Soul Douluo, will undoubtedly not be able to kill an egg against a stone."

Chenchuan snorted disdainfully and waved his right hand again. Blood thunder fell from the sky and crashed into all the disciples of the Po Zhi clan.

At this point, the whole Po family, except Yang Wudi, were all dead!

On the ground, blood flowed into rivers, exuding a pungent smell of blood.

Yang Wudi stared blankly at everything in front of him, then suddenly laughed wildly. The laughter was filled with endless sorrow, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Chenchuan, you are a titled Douluo, but you are so decisive in killing. Even if you die, I will tell the world what you have done and make your soul fly away!"

Yang Wudi roared angrily, and while his hands danced rapidly, the eight soul rings on his body exploded instantly, and countless birds and beasts gathered from all directions. Unfortunately, in front of Chenchuan, this opportunistic skill was nothing more than a fly shaking a tree.

With a slight movement of his finger, thunder fell from the sky, annihilating all the birds and beasts in an instant, leaving only the blood mist in the sky, and crashed to the ground.

"Okay, now that the teasing is over, you can go and accompany Tai Tan, Niu Gao, and your old friend Bai He."

"You bastard!"

Yang Wudi stared with copper bell-like eyes and roared: "Chenchuan, our four single-attribute clans have never offended you, but you actually killed like this today, you devil!"

"Hmph, so what, Douluo Continent is a world where the strong are respected, and the weak are not qualified to live."

"When a person is about to die, his words are good. I will let you know clearly that Tai Tai, Niu Gao, and Bai He were all killed by me. And after you die, I will personally destroy the Haotian Sect and let you Four single-attribute clans reunited in the underworld."

As he spoke, Chenchuan raised his right hand and flashed a blood-red beam of light on his fingertips. The soul power in his body surged and condensed on his fingertips.

The beam of light in Chenchuan's hand gradually expanded, flicked out, and landed on the center of Yang Wudi's eyebrows. A generation of heroes died!

Seeing the lifeless Poichi Clan, Chenchuan turned around indifferently, completely destroyed the place, and then disappeared, leaving only the innocent souls and the smell of blood filling the air.

At this point, the four single-attribute clans have completely fallen.

When Chenchuan left, the restrictions surrounding the Po Zhi clan also disappeared. The royal family members of the Star Luo Empire rushed in immediately. Looking at the bloody scene, their jaws dropped in surprise.

Destroy the Po clan in the imperial capital...

This is obviously not taking the royal family of the Star Luo Empire seriously.

As an emperor, Davidson stared at the lifeless Po Zhi clan with cold eyes. At the same time, he saw Yang Wudi lying on the ground and died miserably, and said lightly:

"Check, check for me, I want to see who is so brave and bold that he dares to attack the Po clan."

"Yes!" Davison clenched the weapon in his hand. He was not too sad about the fall of the Po clan. He was only angry that the other party dared to take action in the imperial capital.

If he is found out, he will definitely pay a heavy price!

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The Tiandou Empire is three hundred miles away.

Chenchuan stared at the steep mountains and rivers in the distance. He came this time to scare the powerful people of Haotian Sect and told them that if they dared to go out of the mountain, they would definitely die.

Haotian Sect is the number one martial soul sect in the world. It is deep in the mountains and steep, only three hundred miles away from Tiandou City. The snow here has always been covered with snow, and there has never been any sign of melting.

On the top of the mountain, dozens of chains as thick as buckets are connected to another mountain. Behind it, stands a special sect. The sect building is like a fortress, which is jaw-dropping.

The main entrance is five meters high. Above the main entrance, the three characters carved in stone are vigorous and powerful, and they are grand enough to stand up to the surrounding mountains, Haotian Sect!

As the number one martial soul sect in the world, its glory was comparable to that of an invincible existence. Unfortunately, due to cowardice and fear of the strength of the martial soul palace, it finally retired.

When they were young, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were the two most outstanding people among the direct descendants of the Haotian Sect. Due to their outstanding talents and hard training, the two brothers, who were the sons of the previous generation sect leader, became the leaders of the new generation of the Haotian Sect. The outside world calls it the Haotian Double Star.

When Tang Hao was thirty years old, his soul power broke through to level 70, and his cultivation gradually caught up with Tang Xiao. In the same year, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao were ordered by their father to go out to practice for ten years.

At this time, Tang Hao received the second soul bone inherited from the sect, and was appointed as the next heir to the sect leader.

Relying on their extraordinary strength and the prestige of the Haotian Sect, the Tang brothers have carved out a world of their own in the soul master world within just a few years of experience.

Although they have not yet broken through level 80, they are already known as the Dual Douluo of the Haotian Sect.

In the fifth year of going out for training, the two met A Yin, and because they had a very interesting conversation, the three of them went together.

In the twenty years since the disciples of the Haotian Sect retired, the five remaining elders have successively cultivated into titled Douluo. Except for the second elder, who is a ninety-fourth level attack-type titled Douluo, the rest are all ninety-four. Titled Douluo of the attack system below level four, the elders of the Haotian Sect are headed by the second elder.

Not only that, the direct disciples of the Haotian Sect will awaken their exclusive martial soul when their martial soul awakens - the Haotian Hammer. Because of its great power and explosive power, it is known as the first of the martial arts souls of Douluo Continent's powerful attack weapons, and among all the powerful offensive weapons. The nemesis of Wuhun.

At this time, the Haotian Sect was performing a bet.

The second elder stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Tang Hao's son in front of him, and said calmly: "It's easy for us to forgive your father. You need to complete three things.

As long as you do these three things, not only can you recognize your ancestor and return to the sect, but we can also let your father return to the sect. "

Tang San's eyes flashed with a complex expression, which immediately turned into endless coldness. Leaving the sect was an eternal pain for his father, Tang Hao, so he came here today to seek justice for his father.

"Okay, I promise you, just tell me."

The Great Elder curled his lips and reminded indifferently: "Don't be happy so early. The deadline to complete this task is ten years. First, the soul power must break through level 80."

"Second, I want you to bring back the head of a titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall."

"Third, on the eighth soul ring, get a hundred thousand year soul ring!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Even Tang San couldn't help but froze on the spot.

He was confident that he could do the first two things, but the third thing was indeed a bit difficult.

Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, there is only one Soul Douluo who can possess a hundred thousand year soul ring, and that is the God of Death Douluo Chenchuan.

Besides him, Tang San couldn't think of anyone else who could add a hundred thousand year red soul ring to the eighth soul ring.

Thinking of this, Tang San fell into a dilemma. At the same time, he clenched his fists, stared at the five elders in front of him with a solemn expression, and then said solemnly: "Okay, I promise you, these three things can be done."

The second elder also laughed after hearing this, "Okay, gentleman, no joke, as long as you can complete these three things within ten years, not only can you pay homage to your ancestor, but you can also let your father return to the sect!"

"At the same time, you are also the next leader of the Haotian Sect. Only by sitting in this position can you have the opportunity to lead the Haotian Sect to a bright future!"

Tang San said without changing his expression: "Don't worry, I will definitely not break my promise. I, Tang San, will definitely become the youngest titled Douluo. I, Tang San, can definitely reach the realms that our ancestors could achieve in the past!"

"Hahaha, what a ridiculous joke."

As a cold voice sounded, the surrounding space suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes, and immediately the dazzling stars in the sky were torn apart. (End of chapter)