Douluo's Beginning Blue Silver Emperor, Son of the Spirit Hall

The conversation between Dai Mubai and Tang San was very secretive. Except for a few titled Douluo, no one else heard it.

Regarding Dai Mubai and Tang San's intention to poison Davis, they all remained silent.

First, Davis' life or death has nothing to do with them.

Second, if the Star Luo Empire is in chaos, it will be good for both the Spirit Hall and the Tiandou Empire.

If you hate it, you must hate it. The Star Luo Empire itself didn't send a titled Douluo to protect Davis and the others.

"Game start!"

"Little Cloud!"

"Ok!"

As soon as the game started, Davis called Zhu Zhuyun to prepare the martial soul fusion skill, Netherworld White Tiger.

"Stop them now!"

Dai Mubai was the first to rush forward, and Tang San threw out the Blue Silver Grass.

Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu also rushed forward, but the three of them were stopped by other members of the Star Luo Empire.

The Netherworld White Tiger appears!

"retreat!"

Tang San immediately pulled the blue silver grass and pulled the three people back.

"Where to run away! Leave it to me, the prince!"

The Netherworld White Tiger formed by the fusion of Davis and Zhu Zhuyun jumped up and attacked Dai Mubai.

Seeing this, Tang San's soul power surged within his body, his hair was dyed black, his eyes exploded with purple light, and the Eight Spider Spears were fully opened!

Xiao Wu and the others were pulled back, and Tang San charged towards the Netherworld White Tiger with full firepower.

"Little San!"

"Mistress, come back quickly!"

Tang San ignored the shouts of Xiao Wu and the others, and the Eight Spider Spears pierced the claws of the Netherworld White Tiger.

The Eight Spider Spears focused on one point to attack the tiger's claws, but they were still unable to penetrate the tiger's claws.

The Netherworld White Tiger took a few steps back. Tang San slid back and was caught by Dai Mobai and Ma Hongjun.

"Mistress, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Jiangzhu can help me treat him."

Even if Tang San didn't say anything, Jiang Zhu had already started to take action.

Jiangzhu is also the owner of the healing scepter spirit. She is the only healing spirit master in Shrek's team.

"The third soul skill, Holy Healing Technique!"

Ma Hongjun, who had been alert to the opposite side, saw the Netherworld White Tiger rushing towards him again and shouted:

"It's coming again!"

"You all go, leave it to me! I will fight a war of attrition with them."

Tang San pushed Xiao Wu and the others away and stood alone in front of the Netherworld White Tiger.

Dai Mubai and the others also knew that the Netherworld White Tiger's current glory would not last long.

It was the wisest choice for Tang San of the control system to deal with it.

"Second Soul Skill, Parasite!"

"The first soul skill, Coil!"

Jiangzhu is healing, Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda is assisting, and Oscar's sausage is restoring his soul power.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun's Netherworld White Tiger couldn't attack Tang San for a while.

Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun stepped forward to stop the remaining five members on the opposite side.

Although the soul power of the opponent was stronger than that of Dai Mubai and the others, after Bibi Yi's "training", the two of them were no longer what they used to be.

Ma Hongjun was flying in mid-air, glaring at the five people opposite him with his stupid eyes, ready to attack at any time.

Dai Mubai was surrounded and beaten by three people until he vomited blood. Fortunately, Ma Hongjun had a sneak attack, otherwise he would have been killed long ago.

Xiao Wu surrounded the other two people and beat them. The two were too slow and were thrown around by Xiao Wu's tricks.

Zhu Zhuyun's voice sounded from the Netherworld White Tiger, and said seriously:

"Wes, we can't continue like this, we will lose."

"To dispel the Netherworld White Tiger, let's restore our soul power first, and then we can catch him by surprise and attack him unprepared!"

With the Netherworld White Tiger lifted, Tang San and the others' pressure was greatly reduced, and they began to use Blue Silver Grass to support the others.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai glanced at Tang San.

Tang San secretly pulled the blue silver grass around Dai Mubai's waist, causing him to hit Zhu Zhuyun head-on.

"Vice Captain, be careful!"

One of the team members discovered Tang San's intention and wanted to stop it, but was forced back by a line of fire.

Zhu Zhuyun looked back and saw that Dai Mubai had bumped into her head-on, giving her no chance to react.

"Xiaoyun! Xiao~"

"Where are you looking?"

Tang San slapped Davis with one palm, widened the distance between him and Zhu Zhuyun, and took the opportunity to inject poison into his body.

In the air, Ma Hongjun glanced at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuyun rolling together with a look of envy on his face.

At this time, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuyun were being tied together by Tang San's blue silver grass.

It wasn't Tang San who did it on purpose, but Dai Mubai's scuffle with Zhu Zhuyun was like this on purpose.

"I'm so envious! I really want to bump into your vice-captain instead of Boss Dai."

"You! Damn!"

The members of the Star Luo Royal Team who were stopped by Ma Hongjun were angry, along with the two companions beside him.

The three of them rushed towards Ma Hongjun together, baring their teeth and claws, as if they wanted to "break the fish to the death".

Zhu Zhuyun is the future queen of their Xingluo Empire. It would be strange for them not to be angry when people talk about her like this.

"Fuck! Are you going to be so cruel...bastard, where are you going to hit?"

"You guys want me, Fatty, to annihilate my descendants!"

on the audience stage.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned when he saw Dai Mubai rushing towards Zhu Zhuyun, and a faint murderous aura emerged.

"Zhuqing, what's wrong with you?"

Bibi Yi did not sit in the seat of the Holy Son of Wuhun Hall today, but sat in the stands with Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing looked away, shook his head, and said calmly:

"It's nothing, I just feel a little nauseous and want to vomit~"

Nausea?

Bibi Yi's eyes widened and he thought about it.

He hadn't reached that point with Zhuqing yet, so why did Zhuqing feel like vomiting?

It's not that he doesn't want to do it, but it's too fast. He has to at least become a god before he can have a baby.

By doing this, the baby's talent will be higher and the quota to go to the God Realm will not be wasted.

So he carefully tested:

"Is it the disgusting kind of vomiting?"

"Is there any other way to vomit?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Bibi Yi with a puzzled face, wondering what the hell was going on in his head.

Bibi Yi turned around in embarrassment, cursing herself inwardly: It's not normal.

"Does vomiting blood count?"

"Um? It should be counted!"