Douluo saves the Pope

Chapter 144 Thoughts from all sides, Poseidon Douluo Bo Saixi 【Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket】

In the killing capital, the dark and wide room reveals endless dark red, and the crazy and bloody atmosphere fills every corner here.

The tall figure in a red cloak was pacing back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pot at this moment, his already pale face was already extremely ugly.

Naturally, he has already noticed the extreme aura of the four worlds outside the city. Now that the territory of the killing capital has been broken, he can't get any sense of security here. Instead, he looks like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Although he didn't know why the four guys from outside the city hadn't rushed in yet, he knew that his good days of domineering were coming to an end, and if he didn't run away, he might lose his life.

"Who the hell, who broke the restrictions of the Slaughter City!!" The Slaughter King's pale face became more ferocious as he yelled frantically.

At this time, four figures in black standard armor were kneeling in front of the skeleton throne inlaid with blue amethyst.

The figure trembled, and a panicked voice came from the black mask: "Great King of Slaughter, what should we do now!"

The Slaughter King's face was distorted, his facial features tightened together, he turned his head and grinned, "What should I do?"

"Fight? Have at least four Limit Douluo fight outside?"

"Run? Surrounded by water, where are you running from?"

The black-armored knight panicked and said, "But we can't just catch him without a fight, just sit and wait for death!"

The King of Slaughter laughed madly: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"boom!"

A cruel look appeared on his pale face, and two bloody beams shot out from his scarlet eyeballs, piercing through the bodies of the four knights in an instant.

"what!!"

Hearing the painful wailing of the knights, the King of Slaughter let out a strange laugh of "Jie Jie". Two sharp teeth came out of his lips, and he opened his mouth to bite on the neck of one of the knights.

The black-armored knight who was bitten resisted desperately, but to no avail. Immediately, the King of Slaughter ignited a surging red light, covering the entire room. The moment the other three people were affected by the red light, their bodies melted like mud.

"Kang Dang"

The ownerless black armor fell to the ground hollowly.

The Slaughter King shook off the mummy in his hand like throwing a tattered sack, licking his scarlet teeth, exuding an extremely crazy aura.

"Boom"

The Crystal Skull Throne was torn apart by his punch, and the flying crystal fragments were directly embedded in the surrounding walls.

"Since I have destroyed my old lair, none of you humans should think about it!"

"Come on, come on everyone! The more people come, the better, Jie Jie!!"

The sound in the house was like ghosts, as if the evil spirits from hell were whispering and uttering the most vicious curses.

At this time, just north of the Slaughter City, an old man with wrinkled skin and a haggard face was looking at the Slaughter City in the distance.

This person is Sword Douluo's master, the Level 99 Sword God Messenger Feng Shatian.

Dozens of windblade tornadoes were surrounding him, and he was very powerful, but he was ready to go and had no rush to make a move.

The old man looked in the direction of the killing capital, Gujing Wubo's eyes stirred up a wave, and he whispered.

"The domain of the gods in the killing capital has been broken. I think it must be as the Lord Sword God said, there are gods here who have descended to attack. To be on the safe side, we should not rush in until we have a clear understanding of the situation."

After all, Feng Shatian turned his head and looked in the other three directions, where there was an aura comparable to his.

Among them, what concerned him most was the bright energy surging in the west.

"Qian Daoliu, hehe."

Feng Shatian's words contained boundless killing intent and sharpness, and the burlap on his back seemed to be wrapped with mysterious objects, as if he had sensed something at this time, and the "clang" sound of the sword came out.

In the west, there is a huge golden seraph phantom standing right now. The phantom continuously absorbs the light particles in the surrounding space, accumulates power, and becomes more and more solid.

The solemn-looking old man in civilian clothes was wrapped in a golden phantom, holding a solid holy sword of light in his hand, and a bright flame that could burn everything was burning on the holy sword.

Qian Daoliu looked in the direction of the Slaughter City and sneered, "You bastards, don't you want to go ahead and take risks?"

"Hehe, since you don't move, don't expect me to move."

Qian Daoliu wondered: "What is the origin of the one in the east? Why doesn't this deity have any impression at all."

Qian Daoliu shook his head in doubt and looked to the north, his old face showed a look of boredom: "Why is this old thing Feng Shatian still not dead? What kind of shit luck did you have to let you find the inheritance of God?"

When Qian Daoliu was annoyed, a beautiful image flashed in his mind, and he taunted: "Even if you become a limit Douluo, so what, once you become a god envoy, you will lose the chance to become a god forever. When my granddaughter grows up, You are all ants."

While muttering, Qian Daoliu noticed Nanmian where there seemed to be a roaring sea, and his expression became complicated and ugly.

"Bo Saixi, long time no see."

Qian Daoliu's words revealed nostalgia, but the hand holding the angel's holy sword was full of veins, full of unwillingness and anger.

In the southern sky, the phantom of the sea covered everything.

In the azure sea, the waves are rolling and the waves are rough, and the scales are racing, the scales are flying, and the claws are flying.

With a graceful figure, wearing a bright red sacrificial robe, sea blue wavy hair hanging down her waist, her beautiful face exudes a mature and dignified charm.

Seagod Douluo Bo Saixi completely ignored the auras from the other three sides, and focused on looking in the direction of the Slaughter City.

Bo Saixi said urgently: "Finally, I have the opportunity to go on land. I have to hurry up and complete the task assigned by Lord Seagod, so that I will have time to do it."

In Bo Saixi's mind, a tall figure holding a dark golden Haotian sledgehammer, domineering and heroic, flashed thoughts, sadness and deep regret in his beautiful eyes.

The east side has been completely shrouded in darkness, and the extremely strong dark atmosphere fills every corner here. It seems that there is something hovering and swimming in the dark clouds, and black scales are looming in the black mist.

A handsome young man dressed in a robe with black and gold patterns stood here with his hands behind his hands, gazing in the direction of the killing capital, exuding an invincible confidence of mine.

"The ruins of the Asura God still have traces of the dog thief of the Rakshasa God. It is interesting and interesting. No wonder the king wants to wake me up."

Divine light shot out from the youth's black eyeballs, and there were bursts of unwilling dragon chants in the black mist, and several huge black figures cruising around in the black mist.

"Compared to this raksha dog thief, who dares to come to my Star Dou Great Forest to steal things, who can quietly avoid the calf, and even break through the space formation set up by the adults to steal the ice silkworm."

Thinking of this, a heavy expression appeared on the young man's face.

"In any case, the king's whereabouts must not be revealed at this time."

The cold and decisive voice gradually faded away.

At this time, Li Tianyi and Tang Hao had arrived less than a hundred miles away from the Killing City, so naturally they saw the Slaughtering City far away.

A look of astonishment flashed across Tang Hao's sallow face: "What's going on there?? How come there are so many extreme powerhouses."

Li Tianyi also looked in the direction of the killing capital in shock, with puzzlement in his eyes.

After the Slaughter City is destroyed, shouldn't it become depressed? How could there be so many strong people? This time it's troublesome.

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(End of this chapter)