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

At first glance, it was a beautiful woman.

She seemed to be twenty-seven or eight years old, but her eyes seemed to see everything in the world, which was definitely not comparable to that of a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman.

The silver palace dress looks so perfect on her body. In terms of temperament, only Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace can compare with her.

The difference is that she doesn't have the same pressure as Bibi Dong, but she is no less noble. Moreover, this woman didn't have any soul power fluctuations, so she was obviously not a soul master.

This person is Tang Yuehua, a disciple of the Haotian Sect!

Tang Yuehua silently shed a line of hot tears, and the conversation between herself and Chenchuan emerged in her mind. Sure enough, in the near future, Haotian Sect will be completely destroyed in his hands.

Chenchuan sighed, it was not his fault, it was the Haotian Sect seeking death. After confirming that Tang Yuehua was fine, his eyes once again rested on the remaining family disciples.

At this moment, the Haotian Sect disciples took two steps back in fear, and some even knelt on the ground and cried. Unfortunately, everything would be in vain in front of the decisive Chenchuan.

"With the soul bone skill of the left arm, if the underworld is not crossed, Meng Po's water will come, and all realms will disappear!"

Chenchuan's left hand danced rapidly, and the entire Haotian Sect was wrapped in it. Any disciple who touched it would be hit by the forbidden energy descending from the sky, and his whole body turned into a rain of blood, scattering on the ground.

The thick smell of blood reverberated in the air, making Chenchuan's expression slightly intoxicated.

It was at this time that Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect, had a more determined face and became older again. At this time, he no longer had the demeanor of the past. What was left was just a man who saw his clan members being killed. Kill and fail to protect the old man.

"No, no!"

At this time, Tang Xiao's body was trapped by Chenchuan's soul bone skill and he was unable to move at all. He could only watch his clan members being killed one by one.

Chenchuan didn't have any mercy. After so many years of killing, at this moment, he already regarded anyone's life as nothing.

At this moment, several powerful Contra warriors from Haotian Sect rushed towards Chenchuan's position.

Chenchuan turned sideways, almost without any hesitation. The moment those people appeared, the blood-red Seven Kill Demon Sword suddenly moved.

In a series of red lightning, several Contras, before releasing their eighth soul skills, groaned miserably, and the sharp magic swords outside their bodies fiercely pierced their chests.

Blood fell from the sky like rain, with pieces of blurred flesh in it.

Cut off their heads and throw them on the mountain of corpses that towered high above the square.

Chenchuan's clear eyes also transformed into blood red at this time, and the soul rings around his body seemed to be unable to withstand the surge of murderous aura, and they were fighting crazily.

"All this is just your fault. If Tang Chen were still here, he would feel sad for you." Chenchuan grabbed his right hand from the air, and suddenly turned into a big hand and swept it in front of him.

About dozens of people floated up from the ground of Haotian Sect amid bursts of frightened screams.

With a frightened face, Chen Chuan clenched his right hand, and there were several bangs. Except for the heads, the bodies of these people exploded one after another, turning into blood and falling on the sky above the Haotian Clan. Drops of blood splashed on Tang Xiao The look on his face made his body tremble slightly.

Chenchuan looked at the murderous aura surging around his body and raised his right hand again unceremoniously. This time the person arrested was the descendant of Tang Xiao's grandson.

"No!"

Now that he had been offended, Chenchuan naturally couldn't let tigers make trouble. In front of Tang Xiao, he twisted off the head of the disciple in front of him and threw it to the ground.

He lowered his head and glanced at the murderous Chenchuan below, took a slow breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you really have to kill them all to be satisfied?"

"Since I have offended you, I will no longer keep Haotian Sect disciples." Looking at Tang Yuehua's face as pale as white paper, an inexplicable emotion surged in Chenchuan's heart, and he immediately turned his head and said cruelly. said coldly.

By doing this, the other party was seeking death. If the second elder of the Haotian Sect had not provoked him, then the Haotian Sect would not have been destroyed so quickly.

So now, there is no need to let the other party live.

Chenchuan stopped what he was doing, paused for a moment, and arrived in front of Tang Yuehua in an instant. Just when everyone thought he was going to attack Tang Yuehua, the former just sighed and said: "You'd better not stop this scene. Now that you’re done reading, let’s take a nap first.”

With that said, Chenchuan directly knocked out Tang Yuehua in front of him and placed her gently on the ground. The two of them were considered friends, so it was naturally impossible for him to kill Tang Yuehua.

Chenchuan turned around again and stepped lightly on the ground with his right foot. The entire mountain and river began to crack at a large scale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then exploded inch by inch under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Thick blood mist burst out in the sky, endless flesh and blood was scattered on the ground at this moment, and the bright red blood gathered into a river, adding a bit of endless fear to this place.

The second elder lay on the ground and saw his granddaughter and grandson dying tragically in mid-air. He could only roar incompetently. Even if he used all his strength, he could not break free from the restraints around his body.

"Chenchuan, if you dare, you and I will fight for 300 rounds!!!"

The second elder Tang Yin's heart was bleeding. Looking at the scene of mountains of heads piled up, he wished he could kill Chenchuan now. However, no matter how much he roared, Chenchuan showed no expression. Raising his right hand again, this time it was an ordinary person from the Haotian Sect. This person enjoyed the blessing of the Haotian Sect and built a house for him and offered gold soul coins.

Tang Xiao looked at the tribesmen who had risen out of thin air, and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. His hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "Devil, you devil, you have the guts to let me go, let me go!!"

"I just want you to watch your own people die on the spot!"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Chuan grasped his right hand, and hundreds of people immediately exploded, and their flesh and blood fell from the sky like a goddess scattering flowers.

Tang Xiao's body shook, and he directly broke the shackles of the soul bone skill, and rushed towards the Chenchuan in front of him like crazy, bound to make the opponent pay a heavy price.

However, Chenchuan didn't pay much attention to it and kicked the latter directly in the chest. Tang Xiao felt that all his ribs were broken, and his whole body hit the Haotian Sect hall like a cannonball.

"continue."

Chenchuan shook his blood-stained right hand and rushed into the Haotian Sect disciples again. Every time he waved the Seven Kills Demon Sword, the screams would rise and fall.

It keeps ringing in my ears like beautiful music.

The second elder Tang Yin was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of red blood again, stared with bloody eyes, and shouted: "Chenchuan, you bastard, if you have the guts, come at me, if you have the guts, come at me. ah!"

A screeching sound suddenly sounded.

The sharp blade penetrated directly through the latter's neck, and endless blood spurted out. The second elder Tang Yin stared unwillingly, covered his neck with both hands, and frowned: "You...you actually..."

"I attacked you, what's wrong?"

Chenchuan sneered, and while moving his fingers slightly, the blood-red Seven Kills Demon Sword returned to him again, "Continue."

No matter how you say it, Haotian Sect is the best martial soul sect in the world. Their combat effectiveness is still relatively strong. It's a pity that in Chenchuan's eyes, they are as small as ants.

If you want to provoke a demigod, you are undoubtedly not seeking death.

Chenchuan stepped forward with his right foot again, and colder energy fluctuations spread to the surroundings, completely wrapping the entire Haotian Sect together.

"Today, no Haotian Sect disciple can leave here alive."

Tang Xiao crawled out of the ruins with difficulty. Seeing his clan members dying miserably here one by one, he yelled like a broken voice: "Run, you guys run quickly, every one of you can run!"

After hearing these words from the patriarch, more and more Haotian Sect disciples gradually rushed towards the surroundings.

However, as soon as they touched the surrounding barriers, the forbidden energy descended from the sky suddenly came over them, and their whole bodies turned into rain of blood, scattering on the ground.

At this time, the Haotian Sect has been completely sealed off, with only entry and no exit allowed. Anyone who touches the barrier will be banned and obliterated, and will eventually transform into a ball of blood mist and disappear without a trace.

No body can be left behind.

The remaining Haotian Sect disciples also knelt on the ground anxiously. They were all still young and did not want to die.

Chenchuan walked forward slowly and said calmly: "Give you a chance to commit suicide to thank the world, otherwise, Haotian Sect will not leave any chickens or dogs."

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

Tang Xiao laughed miserably: "Hahaha, I didn't expect our Haotian Sect to have such a disaster. Chenchuan, you are very strong. I should have killed you when you came to the Haotian Sect, but I didn't. That’s what happened today!!”

Chenchuan was not irritated by this, but instead sneered: "If you had that ability, I wouldn't say much."

"This world is one of jungle. The strong can change the rules of the game, and the weak can survive only by relying on the strong."

Chenchuan stepped on the head of a Haotian Sect disciple, and the blood spurted out splashed onto Chenchuan's face.

"Don't worry, it's not just the people here. Of course, all the disciples who go out will be killed."

Tang Xiao roared angrily: "You devil, one day, you will definitely make you suffer the pain of thousands of ants eating your heart! I will wait for you in hell, and I will eat up your flesh and blood bit by bit."

"Hahaha, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. Likewise, even if I die young in the future, I can still kill your soul in the underworld."

The sword edge of Chenchuan danced, and Tang Xiao's head rose into the sky, and his body fell to the ground with a "plop". (End of chapter)