Beheading Gods and Becoming Immortals: Starting from Tearing Title Douluo by Hand

"It can be treated, but the remaining members of the Haotian Sect here have not been killed yet. You stay here to take care of your father-in-law, and I will go clean up." Wang Siming said.

"How to treat it?" Liu Erlong asked curiously.

"I will treat my father-in-law how I want to treat you," Wang Siming said.

"But my father is a man..." Liu Erlong said with a red face.

Wang Siming fell into sweat and said to his heart, "Do you think I am a piece of glass?"He said depressedly: "What are you thinking about in your head? Your dad doesn't even need to take off his clothes, I will treat him through his clothes..."

"...Then why are you treating me..." Liu Erlong said, his face even redder, thinking that this guy had so many excuses for doing hooliganism.

Wang Siming shook his head and walked up, holding the golden cudgel in his hand again.

Ruyi's perception ability is far better than that of his own Soul Douluo. He met several Haotian Sect disciples along the way and gave them a blow without exception. These disciples flew in the sky like birds, and finally fell to the ground to form a circle. Beach meat paste.

The blame is on you being from the Haotian Sect, Wang Siming sighed after swinging the last shot.

Eight of the nine main peaks of the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect collapsed due to the theft of all the dragon veins. Only Pulao Peak still stands there, becoming an isolated peak in Wolong Valley.

Wang Siming moved quickly and after clearing a few fish that had slipped through the net, Ruyi suddenly gave him a strong hint. There seemed to be a lot of soul power fluctuations at the foot of the mountain to the north of Pulao Peak. That might be where Haotian Sect disciples stole the dragon vein. .

Wang Siming rushed over at a very fast speed and found a cave the size of several people there. The cave was bottomless as far as the eye could see.

This should be where the dragon veins of Pulao Peak are located. The Haotian Sect's garbage is like pangolins, carving out this large passage under the mountain.

"Ruyi, how deep is it approximately?" Wang Siming asked standing at the entrance of the cave.

"This cave is very straight and should be two kilometers deep." Ruyi replied.

"Do you know how many people are inside?" Wang Siming asked again.

"It feels like there are at least 100 people inside." Ruyi replied.

Wang Siming was startled when he heard this and thought to himself: How many people from the Haotian Sect have come?There are more than 100 people absorbing dragon veins in Pulao Peak alone. The number of people coming to conquer the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect this time is at least a thousand. It seems that they have brought basically all the family members of the sect with them.

How many titled Douluo did Tang Xiao ripen?He had killed more than a dozen of them just now. The collective cheating of the Haotian Sect was a bit scary. If Wang Siming hadn't been disrupting the situation, they would probably be able to unify the entire continent within a year.

"Be careful, someone is coming out." Ruyi reminded.

Wang Siming jumped back, and two figures quickly jumped out of the cave.

When they saw a guy with no soul power, the two people were obviously a little stunned.

One of them said: "Old Jiu, where are the guards we placed everywhere? Why did we let such a guy come over? I thought there was a strong enemy invasion."

Another guy with a white beard shook his head and said: "Maybe it's carelessness, kid, are you from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect?"

Wang Siming shook his head and said, "No."

"If not, you have to stay alive. If you want to blame, I have to blame your running legs. It's up to you, Laojiu. I remember that you like to ravage children." This man named Tang Chu is not a young man at all; A man with a full beard.

Tang Jiu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Fuck you, it's time for you, this jealous old man, to do anything you say."

The two people were humble to each other there, as if dealing with Wang Siming was such a shame.

Wang Siming interrupted: "Hey, have you finished talking? Just go and die. I'm in a hurry."

Tang Jiu was a white-bearded man with a hot temper. He ignited like a dragon's gunpowder when he heard it. "You bitch, you don't have a good word in your mouth. I'll blow your head off with one punch."

Tang Jiu didn't use the Clear Sky Hammer, thinking that to hit this person who didn't even have soul power, using the Clear Sky Hammer would be an insult to the Clear Sky Hammer.

Tang Jiu's fist as big as a bowl came over in a blink of an eye. Wang Siming's body moved slightly and he casually moved the golden cudgel in his hand.

bang.

Tang Jiu looked at the other person in disbelief, because the blow directly shattered the bones in his chest. How could this be possible?I am a Titled Douluo, how could I be so easily defeated by the other party?

Just when he was still in disbelief, Wang Siming swept over thousands of troops with another wave.

The golden cudgel cut through like a sharp blade, and Tang Jiu's head flew away like a golf ball and disappeared. His body gushed out a ball of hot blood before he fell down.

He died so silently and quickly, and it was a titled Douluo who died.

Tang Chu, a bearded man, almost lost his teeth in shock. The scene just now made him stupid. Tang Jiu ran over and ate two sticks, and then his head was gone. Who the hell can believe this?

"You...who are you?" Tang Chu showed off his Clear Sky Hammer weapon. He was briefly stunned and came to his senses. He had to cheer up to survive. The person in front of him might be a monster in the mountain. The last secret of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect.

Wang Siming smiled and said: "I am the terminator of Haotian Sect and the nightmare of your Tang family. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Tang Chu slowly backed away, and then asked: "Are you really not from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"

Before Wang Siming could reply, Tang Chu immediately ran into the cave with oil on her feet. A titled Douluo couldn't defeat him, but there were several Contras inside. If they were called out, they might be able to avenge Tang Jiu.

At this time, Tang Chu was not desperate yet, because he had not seen the bloody battle at the entrance of the valley at all.

Wang Siming looked at the entrance of the cave coldly and did not go in. He said to himself that since you like digging holes in the ground so much, I will simply let you drill as much as you can.

He put the golden hoop at the entrance of the hole, and then commanded Ruyi and said: "Thick, thick, thick, long, long..."

The golden cudgel was like a greedy snake, immediately blocking the entrance of the cave tightly. Through the continuously extending body of the stick, it drove deep into the cave like a train.

boom boom boom

bang bang

A huge roar came from the bottom of the cave, and the disciples who were absorbing the dragon's veins were directly smashed like garlic by the golden cudgel.

The golden cudgel was like a pile driver, hitting the bottom of the cave crazily. Poor Haotian Sect disciples, whether they were Titled Douluo, Soul Douluo or Soul Sect, they were all smashed into pulp without distinction.

Because of the impact of the Golden Cudgel, the entire Pulao Peak was shaking violently, but because the diameter of the cave was too different from the entire mountain, when he pulled the Golden Cudgel away, the mountain sat down directly.

The cave that originally led to the dragon's veins disappeared without a trace after spewing out some smoke.

The hundreds of disciples of the Haotian Sect were buried together at the foot of Pulao Peak Mountain without a single trace to be found.

As the saying goes, the way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the sky spare?