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(); The terrifying bloody sword light broke through the sky, cutting through the space and white clouds, and shot straight to the deepest part of the clouds.

The terrifying murderous intention originating from Shura's divinity was no longer covered by the blood mist, and poured overwhelmingly into all directions.At the very center of the Dou Ling Empire, where the royal family was located, the Protectorate Douluo finally realized something was wrong and led their soul master troops to immediately fly to the direction of the Iron Blood Sect.

In the shattered black field, the King of Slaughter holding a heavy sword slowly raised his head, listening to the sound of breaking through the air getting closer and closer, the light in his eyes was flowing, and the face covered by the mask could not see the changes clearly.

At this moment, the bloody light all over her body flickered for a few times and slowly dissipated. Even the Shura Demonic Sword in her hand dimmed.

"Soul power, still... not enough?"

The King of Slaughter turned around and looked in the direction of Tang Ya.At this moment, this little girl, who was no more than the fourth ring, could no longer afford the consumption of a titled Douluo. She was half-kneeling on the ground with a pale face, and cold sweat could not stop flowing from her forehead.

Unlike Di Tian, ​​who had so much soul power that he couldn't use it up, Tang Ya was still too weak at the moment and couldn't afford the consumption of his followers.Even if the King of Slaughter simply struck out with a sword, most of the power came from the killing intent in the domain. Tang Ya still couldn't bear the terrifying consumption, and all the soul power in his body was consumed in an instant.

What a weak Master, if...

The lines on the mask were distorted again, forming a strange pattern like a smiling face.At this moment, the surging sea of ​​blood had swallowed up the black realm, and came to her with the pale-faced Mo Qianchi.

"grown ups……"

Mo Qianchi smiled flatteringly and was about to say something when the strange smile on the mask trembled slightly, and his eyes made of complicated patterns turned and suddenly looked at Mo Qianchi.

At this moment, Mo Qianchi felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason, and his blood seemed to freeze at this moment.His eyes gradually became dull, and the last trace of blood faded from his originally pale complexion, turning white and transparent.

"Om..."

Under the mask, the sword-like red magic pattern lit up again, and the terrifying murderous aura slowly rose.After the strange smiling face came into contact with the murderous aura, it slowly distorted and returned to its original appearance.

"trouble."

The giant hand made of a sea of ​​blood lifted Mo Qianchi, and the King of Slaughter flashed in front of Tang Ya, who was half-kneeling on the ground. He said in a cold voice: "The troublesome guy... is here, let's go."

"Oh...oh, I know."

Tang Ya managed to hold herself up, staggered, and was about to fall to the ground when a slender hand lifted her collar.

Looking at Tang Ya with disgust, the Slaughter King stretched out a pair of blood-colored wings on his back, tore open the space in an instant, and flew in with Tang Ya, who had a somewhat rosy complexion.Behind them, the sea of ​​blood surged, throwing Mo Qianchi into it, and then slowly dissipated.

Shortly after they left, several streams of light carrying a terrifying aura fell from the sky. Behind them, nine soul rings of different colors flashed.There is no doubt that these are all titled Douluo who belong to the Dou Ling Empire.

Among these titled Douluo, the only man with a Chinese character face who had a 10-year-old soul ring glanced around, frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "The smell of blood and the smell of evil is indeed an evil soul master."

As he said that, he walked to the location of the Iron Blood Sect's gate and looked at the damaged but still conspicuous gate, with a trace of loneliness and regret flashing in his eyes:

"Is this sect that has been passed down for thousands of years still cut off? Tang Sect... those who cannot keep up with the times will eventually be abandoned by the times."

Listening to the somewhat lonely words of the Chinese-faced Douluo, the Contras who had just arrived looked at each other. After a long time, a Contra was pushed out by his colleagues and said bravely:

"Sir, Tang Sect...Tang Sect has been destroyed a long time ago. This is no longer the residence of Tang Sect, but the Iron Blood Sect..."

"Um?!"

The Chinese-faced Douluo was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face slowly calmed down.He turned around and looked at the pale Contra behind him, his terrifying aura slowly coming out.

"The Tang Sect was destroyed by other sects? It's really interesting. Although the Tang Sect is in decline, not everyone can bully it. Come on, tell me something!"

As he spoke, his arrogance rose, and a pair of extremely violent eyes opened behind him, glaring at the trembling Contra.

"...If you can't satisfy me, you can apologize to the ancestors of the Tang Sect on my behalf!"

At the end of his speech, his voice was like a beast's roar, which dispersed the remaining bloody atmosphere.

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Thousands of miles away, the King of Slaughter stepped out of the opened space crack carrying Tang Ya.Looking at the lush forest in front of her, she tilted her head and said with some confusion: "Space... seems to be much more fragile..."

"Pfft—!"

Behind them, the space crack rippled, and Mo Qianchi spat out.As a strong man among the evil soul masters, although he was dizzy and dizzy due to the turbulence in the space, he did not suffer any damage at least.

Shaking his head, he quickly returned to his original state. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the continuous jungle not far away.

"This is... the Great Star Forest? How is it possible that space travel can reach such a far place? This senior... isn't she an Ultimate Douluo?!"

Mo Qianchi was not just speculating randomly. In Douluo Continent, after reaching Super Douluo, there is a qualitative difference at each level.Like this almost standard space shuttle, in addition to possessing a special martial spirit, it is extraordinary for a normal Super Douluo to be able to travel hundreds of miles.Only the beast god Ditian, the strongest person on the continent, has the terrifying ability to travel thousands of miles at a time.

Of course, the physiques between humans and beasts are different, but the distance of thousands of miles... I'm afraid it's only the Ultimate Douluo.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianchi no longer cared about being shameless. He knelt down on the ground with a plop and made a bow towards the King of Slaughter.

"I didn't know that senior was here. The Holy Spirit taught Mo Qianchi that I had offended him. Please forgive me, senior!"

As he spoke, Mo Qianchi kowtowed, even deliberately breaking his forehead, causing blood to spurt out, trying to make himself as miserable as possible.

There's nothing he can do, he's afraid.In the Douluo Continent, the words "Extreme Douluo" are the greatest deterrent. The nine-level custom-made soul-guided artillery shells that the Sun and Moon Empire is proud of are useless in front of the Extreme Douluo.

If the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult were not in the Sun-Moon Empire, and the real leader of the Divine Dragon Seeing the Head but Not the End was also an Ultimate Douluo, the ashes of the Emperor of the Sun-Moon Empire would have been spread by the mainland's Ultimate Douluo.It was precisely because of the Holy Spirit Cult that the Emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire dared to make ambitious plans and dare to fight the three major empires of Douluo Continent in three directions, otherwise he would not even be able to see the sun the next day.With such a terrifying existence, killing him would be no more difficult than killing a chicken.

He mentioned the Holy Spirit Cult in his words, which was a subtle way of using the name of the Holy Spirit Cult to protect himself.But this is just his wishful thinking. If he is really killed by the King of Slaughter, I am afraid that the Holy Spirit Church will not show any expression. They will even boast about the good work of their predecessors and sell him out to please the other party.

After all, it's really not worth offending a dead Super Douluo for the sake of a Super Douluo.It would be fine if the other party is decent, but at first glance the other party is from the same camp. The Holy Spirit Church has no time to curry favor with the other party, so how could it possibly offend him?

Just as he was lying on the ground anxiously, waiting for the King of Slaughter to say something, he suddenly heard the other party's question:

"What is the Holy Spirit Religion?"

Mo Qianchi:?

He raised his head in surprise, forgetting to ask for mercy, and asked: "Sir, you, you don't know the Holy Spirit Cult?!"

No way?No way?Are there any evil soul masters who don’t know about the Holy Spirit Cult?Did you come from some remote corner to become a hermit?No, the Holy Spirit Cult has a long history. With the strength of this senior, he should have conquered the mainland before. It is impossible that he has not heard of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, what is your name..."

The King of Slaughter glanced at him, and the complicated lines on the mask once again formed a strange smile: "Me? Ha! Junior, listen clearly, I am the master of the City of Slaughter, you can call me... the King of Slaughter !”

"I see, the King of Slaughter... wait? The King of Slaughter?!"

Mo Qianchi's eyes widened and he looked at the killing king in front of him in disbelief, his mind spinning.

The King of Slaughter, one of the great enemies of Tang San's ancestors 1 years ago, the first evil soul master on the continent, the source of all evil soul masters...

In other words, this person in front of me is...an ancestor? !

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