Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Chapter 451 Recovering the Extreme North
The sound of shouting and killing, the sound of fighting, and the roar of beasts continued to resound in the open plain.

The blood floated in the air and fell on the snow-capped snow, rendering the pure white and flawless snow into a bewitching red.

The smell of blood gradually spread out, filling everyone's nostrils.

On the battlefield, Qing Tian, ​​who was full of scars, led Mo Chen to break out of the encirclement, and headed towards the direction of the glacier.

Those who were about to pursue were blocked by Meihu and the others, but it was also because of this blocking that they completely lost the possibility of escaping.

Trapped in the encirclement of the Titled Douluo, the energy ripples generated by the soul power spread around.

The body of Meihu was smashed into the ice by Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Getting up from the ice, looking at the surrounding situation, the corner of Meihu's mouth couldn't help showing a smile.

"Hehe, it's really a tiger father without a dog daughter."

"It's really similar to that person back then."

"The person in charge of the Wuhun Empire, can we come and talk!"

Meihu glanced at the surrounding situation, reached out to wipe the blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, and stared at Yue Yi's direction calmly.

"What can we talk about with you, an evil soul master?"

"What qualifications do you have, meet our principal."

Four priests, five priests sneered, and when they were about to continue to attack, they heard a voice, which gradually sounded.

"Stop, let her talk first."

Yue Yi's figure appeared in mid-air, looking at the Meihu below.

"Although we are defeated, we still have a million troops."

"If you insist on killing them all, your Spirit Empire will also be seriously injured."

"And these soldiers are not soul masters, so please hold your hand high and leave them a way out."

"As for the matter between soul masters, we soul masters will resolve it."

"Otherwise, even if we die, we may not be able to pull down a few backs."

Meihu looked at Yue Yi with a calm tone.

Listening to Meihu's words, Yue Yi didn't speak for a while, with some thought in her eyes, constantly weighing the pros and cons in her heart.

"Put down the weapon in your hand!"

"Surrender without killing!"

Yue Yi withdrew the gun of order in her hand, turned around straight away, and stopped looking at the battle below.

"Put down the weapons in your hands and allow you to surrender!"

Meihu's voice sounded from above the battlefield, and then she looked at Golden Crocodile and the others, stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation, and went straight to meet them.

Ordinary soldiers can surrender because they have no soul power themselves, they are not soul masters, they are just ordinary soldiers.

As for the evil soul masters, whether they surrender or not, the result is the same. This point, Meihu and the others are very clear in their hearts.

The army below stopped fighting. The army belonging to the evil soul masters gradually put down their weapons and was guarded by the army of the Wuhun Empire.

And the rest of the evil soul masters all fell on the empty ice field, and the bright red blood stained the white and flawless snow red.

"Your Highness, are you still chasing me?"

"Only two people escaped from the encirclement."

The ghost came to Yue Yi and asked softly.

"Allocate enough people to escort these troops back to the Spirit Empire, and the rest will continue to chase, no matter who is gone."

"I can't leave Mo Chen either!"

Yue Yi spoke softly, without any hesitation.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Guimei agreed and went straight down to make arrangements.

Beside the vast glacier, a large ship stands quietly on the river.

Qingtian stood on the big boat, waiting anxiously.

On his body, bright red blood kept dripping into the glaciers. It was obvious that the injury was very serious.

"Your Highness, you can rest assured."

"Your Majesty, I will escort His Highness back to the Holy Church safely..."

Before Qingtian could finish his words, he felt a severe tearing pain coming from his body.

A sharp blade with a cold light pierced through the heart from behind, and bloody flowers fell from midair.

"The goal is too obvious, no one can go."

"I can only trouble you to make one last contribution to the holy religion."

Mo Chen pulled out the sharp blade, watched Qing Tian's body fall weakly, let go of the shackles that restrained the big ship, then jumped off the big ship and hid in the glacier.

The big ship is floating on the glacier.

Yue Yi led the people to the front of the glacier, looked at the big ship drifting ahead, and the Titled Douluo behind him went directly in the direction of the big ship, chasing after it.

On the other hand, Yue Yi closed her eyes and felt the surrounding situation carefully. The seraphim has an ability to feel uncomfortable when there are evil soul masters around.

Although Yue Yi's martial soul is not a seraph, this ability is inherited.

And now, she feels an uncomfortable feeling around her, but she can't be sure of the exact location.

"Your Highness, there is only one corpse on the big ship, and there is no sign of Mo Chen."

The golden crocodile rushed back with his people and said softly.

"Hehe, Mo Chen is really ruthless in doing things."

"Kill the person who desperately saved him, to fight for a chance for himself."

"Let's go back."

Yue Yi winked at the people around her, waved her hand and led them away.

Seeing Yue Yi's wink, everyone agreed, and withdrew their breath and hid in midair.

Gradually, after the sound completely disappears.

Mo Chen's figure emerged from the glacier.

"Go back and see if you can't leave from the glacier."

"Need to move away from other coastal cities."

"However, this time it really failed."

Mo Chen looked at the rapidly freezing hair, and staggered towards one direction.

"Well, I also think that you have suffered a crushing defeat."

"But Mo Chen, we met once, and you didn't even say hello, are you planning to leave?"

Yue Yi sat in mid-air, and a cold voice sounded leisurely.

Mo Chen, who heard the voice, couldn't help but froze. He raised his head and looked into the air, only to see figures appearing from the air.

His eyes were quietly watching himself.

"Sister Yueyi..."

"For the sake of our acquaintance, how about letting me go."

"Stay on the front line when doing things, and see you in the future!"

Looking at Yue Yi in mid-air, Mo Chen couldn't help showing a bitter smile on his face.

I kept thinking about countermeasures in my heart.

"Ha ha……"

"Stay on the front line and let you go?"

"Let you go, I'm sorry for my parents."

"I'm also sorry, the common people who have never fallen in the extreme north because of you."

"Back when you stole the tenth-level soul guide and used the tenth-level soul guide to seriously injure my parents, causing my parents to almost fall, did you ever do things to stay on the line."

"You occupy the extreme north, but have you ever left a line to the common people in the extreme north!"

The murderous intent in Yue Yi's eyes kept growing, and she stared at Mo Chen with cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)