Douluo: I, the King of Wudang, was picked up by Bibi Dong

Chapter 88: Eighty-eight: The Imperial Clan!

Although the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger has not reached the 100,000-year realm, the ability it has unleashed has exploded.

This made everyone under the Pope's crown quite afraid.

Otherwise, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger would not have appeared before, and His Majesty the Pope would have given up on continuing to search for clues about the young master in the Star Dou Forest.

"Seeing your expression makes me feel much better."

At this moment, Ju Douluo approached Ghost Douluo. Seeing Ghost Douluo's shocked expression, he whispered:

Ghost Douluo snorted coldly and said:

"I don't know who it was just now. Are you going to lure away your own people?"

"you..."

Wang Ye turned around slowly, looked around at Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo in front of him, and said coldly:

"Okay, tell me about the situation below."

"Young Master, it has been confirmed that the following is one of the four affiliated families that followed the Haotian Sect, the Yu Clan."

"The Yu clan is dormant here. There is one Soul Douluo, four Soul Saints, and the rest of the clan, totaling about 300 people."

Yueguan truthfully reported the investigated information to Wang Ye.

Of course, a large part of this information is the information obtained by Wuhun Palace from its previous investigation of Haotian Sect.

"Three hundred tribesmen?"

The king also smiled lightly and said, with these three hundred clansmen, I think the Yu clan would not make a choice that would disappoint him.

After all, not all of the four major affiliated families are as foolish and loyal as the Force Clan.

Abandoned by the Haotian Sect, he still yearns for his old master.

In the original work, the Yu clan was almost recruited by Wuhun Palace. If it weren't for those trash from the Elephant Armor Sect, how could the Yu clan be used by Tang San?

"I hope the Imperial Clan can make the right choice."

Wang Ye smiled slightly, his eyes resting on the Titan Giant Ape and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

"Follow my orders and act!"

Immediately, a faint fluorescent light appeared on Wang Ye's right foot, and he flew straight from the mountain towards the steel fortress below.

Seeing this, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo looked at each other, and the soul power in their bodies flowed. They followed Wang Ye and flew towards the Yu clan below.

The fog that filled the mountains and forests dispersed.

Early in the morning is when people are most mentally exhausted.

On the passage of the city wall, the members of the Yuzhi clan who were responsible for patrolling were handing over as usual and preparing to go back to sleep.

"Look, what is that..."

The sudden sound made the tribesmen guarding the city wall look towards the sky.

Only three black figures were seen, quickly approaching the Yu clan.

As the three people approached, everyone could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

The leader was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with long blue hair swaying in the wind, wearing a gray Taoist robe and possessing the spirit of an immortal.

Behind the young man, there were two people following.

After seeing the appearance of these two people clearly, the captain of the Yu clan immediately shouted:

"No, it's the Wuhun Palace..."

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the two elders of Wuhun Palace, have a distinguished status. They have been in constant conflict with the Shangsan Sect in battles all year round.

The Yu clan was previously an affiliated clan of the Haotian Sect, and naturally there were still portraits of Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo.

When the team leader saw the robes of the elders of Wuhun Palace and their long golden hair, they recognized their identities.

"It's Wuhun Palace, sound the alarm quickly and stop them!"

"Woo!!!"

The piercing sirens echoed over the Yu clan.

"Whizzing!!!"

At the same time, the huge crossbow placed on the tower of the steel fortress fired arrows with cold light towards Wang Ye and the others.

"court death!"

Yue Guan shouted coldly, this time he came to attack the Yu clan, and his side had an absolute advantage.

He even followed the young master. When he thought of the few soul bones in the young master's hand, Yue Guan couldn't hold back and wanted to express himself!

The figure quickly approached Wang Ye, and the surging soul power gathered in his palms, and he slapped towards the void!

In an instant, a wave of soul power poured out from Yue Guan's palm, and the crossbow arrows, which exuded cold light, all fell from the air powerlessly.

Wang Ye stepped forward, a ripple of void appeared under his feet, and his figure suddenly appeared above the Yu clan.

At this moment, in the Royal Clan's castle, hundreds of clan members walked out of the houses one after another. When they saw the young man floating in the air, they all showed a look of surprise.

"Who are you and why did you break into our Royal Clan rashly!"

Outside the main hall of the castle, a middle-aged man in his thirties saw Wang Ye floating in the air and shouted in a deep voice:

At this moment, the middle-aged man saw Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo coming closely behind Wang Ye.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his voice trembled:

"Martial Soul Hall..."

Wang Ye turned his head slightly and looked around at the people below, his eyes resting on the middle-aged man who just spoke.

In the Soul Saint realm, judging from this person's identity, he should be quite extraordinary?

"Where is the leader of the Yu clan?"

"The young master of Wuhun Palace is here. It's a great honor for Niu Gao."

Approaching behind Wang Ye, Yueguan looked at the people of the Yu clan below with a cold expression and shouted sternly:

Hearing this, Wang Ye frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure, and waved his hand:

"presumptuous!"

"You must be the young patriarch of the Yu clan, Niu Ben, right?"

Wang Ye's eyes stayed on the pale middle-aged man below and asked:

"The young master of Wuhun Palace is here. I have been so negligent, old cow, so please forgive me!"

A burst of wild laughter came from the main hall.

Immediately, an old man walked out of the hall. This man's face was like a red date, and his hair was as short as a steel needle and was already gray.

His shoulders are extremely broad, and although the robe he wears is very wide, his majestic figure can still be seen in his movements.

Niu Gao walked out of the hall, his eyes slowly swept across the ghosts and Yue Guan in the air, and stopped at Wang Ye floating in front of them.

When he saw Wang Ye's green face, Niu Gao showed a look of shock.

This person is so young, but the soul power in his body is so surging.

Under Niu Gao's perception, the soul power in Wang Ye's body was as vast as the sea, and even compared to himself, it was not much weaker...

As expected of the young master of Wuhun Palace, the reason why the other party floated in the air must be due to extremely rare soul bones.

In the entire Douluo Continent, I am afraid that only Wuhun Palace has such skill and can produce soul bones that allow people to fly.

As soon as the Li clan was slaughtered, the Wuhun Palace appeared in front of the Yu clan. The person who came was not a good person.

Although there were rumors on the mainland that the Li clan was wiped out by the Haotian Sect's revenge, Niu Gao, who was also one of the four affiliated clans, knew about it.

There must be a hidden secret behind the demise of the Li clan, let alone among the four major affiliated clans.

Only the Li Clan still remembers the Haotian Sect. Due to emotions and reasons, the Haotian Sect will not massacre the entire Li Clan.

Now that Wuhun Palace is visiting, Niu Gao vaguely guesses the truth behind the massacre of the Li clan.

"Presumably, you are the leader of the Yu clan, Senior Niu Gao."

Wang Ye looked down at the Yu clan and stopped at Niu Gao. With a smile on his lips, he cupped his hands and said:

(End of this chapter)