Douluo Golden List: I can't stand my identity anymore!

Chapter 38 The good show has just begun

Looking at the horse-faced Soul Emperor carefully handing over the barbecue to him.

Ling Yun wasn't polite at all, and just took a bite of the barbecue.

He gritted his teeth fiercely at the horse-faced Soul Emperor, warning this guy not to act rashly.

The horse-faced Soul Emperor tried his best to show a self-conceited smile, and quickly stepped back a few steps to show that he did not have any malicious intentions.

Ling Yun smelled the aroma of barbecued meat. He missed the smell of cooked food since he hadn't eaten cooked food for a long time, and started to gobble it up.

He had been staring at the horse-faced man's every move just now. There should be no chance for this guy to get drugged or poisoned under the barbecue.

He was very relieved to eat the barbecue whole. After finishing eating, Ling Yun slowly got up from the ground with a ferocious smile on his face.

The horse-faced Soul Emperor looked at Ling Yun's ferocious tiger face, shivered unconsciously, and retreated behind him.

For some reason, he panicked.

"Little, little tiger, you, don't mess around, I tell you, I won't be afraid of you, I'm a level 64 soul emperor, I'm very strong..."

The horse-faced soul emperor immediately released his martial soul, which was a sword-like weapon.

Huang, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black's best soul ring configuration showed his impressive performance.

However, Ling Yun didn't pay attention to the warning of the horse-faced soul emperor, but sped up the speed instead.

With just one blow, the horse-faced soul emperor felt his throat was cut open, and hot blood spilled from his throat.

Ling Yun didn't show mercy just because the other party was human, and he didn't show mercy just because the other party gave it a piece of barbecue.

In this world, there is no possibility for a soft-hearted person to survive.

Ling Yun didn't leave immediately after killing the Horse Faced Soul Emperor.

Instead, he picked up a burning torch in his mouth and set all the tents in Wuhun Hall on fire.

Finally, Ling Yun dragged the horse-faced soul emperor's body into a burning tent, making the flames burn even more vigorously.

After finishing all this, Ling Yun left contentedly.

Subduing Demon Douluo, who was looking for Ling Yun around the periphery, felt more and more strange as he chased after him.

Why with his strength, after chasing for so long, he still couldn't catch up with the three-tailed Nether Tiger.

It stands to reason that the three-tailed ghost tiger is just a 7-year-level soul beast, even if it can run again, it can't be faster than Title Douluo.

Not only was he puzzled, Panlong Douluo and Fifteen Ton Douluo who were searching in other directions were also puzzled.

They now have some doubts, whether those guys who watched the night didn't see the three-tailed ghost tiger at all.

It was just a lie they made up, causing them to wake up in the early morning and not even sleep.

Thinking of this, Fifteen Jun Douluo, Panlong Douluo and the others felt a tinge of displeasure flash in their eyes.

He planned to tie all the four night watchmen to a tree and beat them hard when they got back to the camp.

How dare they open their eyes and tell nonsense, arrange their titled Douluo-level existence, it's like an old birthday star eating arsenic and getting impatient.

"Hmph!" Fifteen Ton Douluo snorted coldly, and suddenly heard a soul saint shout.

"Hey, why is the sky so red over there? No, it seems that that location is on fire."

Fifteen Jun Douluo hurriedly followed the prestige, and saw that the sky in the distance was glowing red reflected by the raging flames on the ground.

His face changed, and he remembered that the location was exactly where their team had set up their tent.

There was actually a fire there, could it be that the Soul Emperor who stayed there did it?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling angry, didn't he just reprimand that guy?

This bastard was so heartless that he burned the entire camp when they left the camp.

"Zhu Zi, dare to do this, when I return to the camp, I will take your dog's head!"

He instantly activated his martial spirit and ran towards the camp...

At the same time, the rest of the people also saw that the camp was in flames.

The eyes of Panlong Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo were full of anger. Not long after they left, their lair was set on fire.

If they found out who burned their camp, they'd tear him alive!

Six, seven minutes later.

Three titled Douluo and more than forty Spirit Hall powerhouses returned to the camp, only to find that the tents in the entire camp were engulfed in flames.

Moreover, most of the tents have been burned beyond recognition. Even if the fire can be extinguished in an instant now, it is impossible to continue to use it for people.

The three Titled Douluo gritted their teeth, and Fifteen Jun Douluo forcefully squeezed out eight words.

"Hong Xuan! Get out, Lao Tzu!"

His hysterical snarl went unanswered.

Except for the crackling sound of the flames, the whole place was dead silent.

"Hong Xuan! I heard that if you don't come out soon, if you don't come out again, I will kill you alive!"

Fifteen Jun Douluo suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in his heart, and roared again.

There was another short silence before someone replied.

"My lord, Hong Xuan's body was found in a tent and was burnt beyond recognition, but it is certain that he did not commit suicide.

His throat was cut by sharp claws, and his thoughts were miserable. It is very likely that the three-tailed Nether Tiger turned back and took revenge on him. "

Fifteen Jun Douluo clenched his fists when he heard that, so many of them ran out to chase just now, but they still couldn't catch up with the Three-tailed Nether Tiger.

Forget it, but a beast took him to his lair.

If this matter is reported back to the temple, it may take less than two days.

The three titled Douluo couldn't even catch a 7-year-old beast, and the news that they were tricked would spread throughout the main city of Wuhun Palace.

By that time, the reputation of the three Titled Douluo might be ruined just like that.

"Bastard, damn it! How dare a mere bastard play tricks on me! Wait for me!

If I catch you, even if I don't dare to kill you because of the young master's order, I will have to pluck you out! "

Jiangmo Douluo slammed his fist heavily on the big tree beside him that was thicker than his waist.

The big tree thicker than the waist was broken by his punch and fell to the ground.

Ling Yun, who had already fled far away, curled his lips in disdain when he heard the roar.

Setting fire to the camp was only his first step to anger these Title Douluo.

He still needs to continue to provoke them, so that these strong men of the Wuhun Temple can completely lose their minds.

When these Spirit Hall powerhouses are no longer sane and become his puppets, they can be used to force those powerful soul beasts to join the Beast League.

It's just that this operation is more troublesome, Ling Yun needs to be patient and destroy the sanity of these Spirit Hall powerhouses step by step.

With an evil smile on Ling Yun's face, he muttered to himself.

"Hmph, the fun has just begun, just wait, let's play slowly, I have plenty of time to accompany you guys, baahaha..."

(End of this chapter)