Time Travel Douluo: The Eldest Lady Arrives

When Xu time comes, there will be an even louder sound.

The bustling Tiandou City suddenly fell silent. On the curfewed streets, the only sounds left were the collision of heavy armor of patrols and the sound of horse hooves.

In the backyard of the Tiandou City Spirit Temple, the glorious aura of the front hall was no longer visible. Instead, it was replaced by a cold and chilling aura.

But tonight, the chilling atmosphere was even stronger.

Lord Platinum Bishop Salas stood in the corridor with his hands behind his hands, his gloomy voice was respectful, he spoke to the darkness: "Elder Ghost, do we really not inform you in advance of tonight's actions?"

"You and I will obey His Majesty the Pope's will." The voice coming from the darkness was hoarse than Salas's voice.

"It's just..." Salas cupped his hands, seeming to still have a lot of concerns.

Dozens of well-trained assassins all wore uniform black short-sleeved robes, wearing hats to cover their faces. Their sharp eyes were faintly visible under the black gauze. They knelt neatly on one knee in the courtyard, waiting for the final order.

"Salas, you just need to remember your mission. Tomorrow at 03:00, on behalf of the Tiandou Empire Spirit Temple, congratulate His Highness on his assumption of the East Palace!"

A black mist gathered in the darkness, and a black figure emerged silently. This body seemed to have no substance. No matter how you looked at it, it was just a faint shadow. The black shadow reached out and gently touched Saras's shoulder. shoot.

Salas's eyes twitched, and he raised his hands in salute: "Yes."

The people kneeling in the courtyard received the eyes of the black shadow. The leader nodded slightly, and the killers in the courtyard instantly turned into afterimages and disappeared among the ridge beasts on the roof.

There was a curfew in the city, and the palace became a lively and noisy place, brightly lit.

There is no room for error in tomorrow's canonization ceremony. The Ceremony Department has reviewed the process over and over again, and the Ritual and Music Department's drills have been carried out throughout the night...

Xue Qinghe had just finished a banquet where the ministers congratulated him, and he was a little dizzy from drinking. He was being carried back to the Wenhua Palace by his palace attendants.

He had indeed drunk too much tonight, and the slightest bump in the smooth sedan chair made his stomach churn, so he had no choice but to order people to stop on the road in front of the Wenhua Palace.

The Tiandou royal family is extremely luxurious, and every ordinary roadside in the palace can become a garden of its own.

Xue Qinghe was helped down to vomit for a long time, and then he sat down on the bench beside the imperial garden. The cold night breeze made him feel much more comfortable.

"Your Highness, the wind is strong at night, be careful to catch a cold." The maid who was serving closely reminded the master carefully.

"It's okay." Xue Qinghe closed his eyes, and someone carefully put the back cloak behind him, "It will get lively soon..."

--what!

Screams pierced the night sky.

On the streets under curfew, thieves suddenly started running around!

Xue Qinghe felt a warm liquid spray on his face, and the fishy-sweet smell instantly penetrated his nose, making him sober up.

The maid who was wearing a cloak close to him helped him block the first shot. The gunshot that came from nowhere penetrated her body, and blood spattered on his body...

What a pity... This black satin dragon robe is the most resistant to stains.

Suddenly, sixteen men in black appeared and surrounded the imperial garden where he was.

Xue Qinghe pushed away the maid who was about to fall on him and drew his sword!

The chamberlains accompanying the prince were not ordinary people. They did not need to keep a low profile. Someone shouted: "Protect Your Highness!"

The gorgeous soul rings of various colors suddenly shone together, overwhelming the group of silent men in black with their momentum.

Chen Duyue lay on the roof of the Wenhua Hall and watched the excitement, the moonlight between her eyebrows emitting a gleaming light.

This was the first time she had seen such a grand battle between soul masters since she came to this world. The moment when so many people activated their martial souls together made her blood boil, and those shining circles made her even more dazzled...

However, the blood quickly cooled. Both sides were determined to fight to the death. She didn't even have time to count how many soul rings each of those people had. The blood seemed to be splashed on her body from a long distance away...

The cruelty of war in the cold weapon era was far beyond her imagination, especially when everyone had the strength to tear apart the Japanese with their own hands...

In Chen Duyue's meager life experience, she has never encountered so many people laying their corpses on the spot in front of her... The eldest lady, who has a god above her and considers herself timid, even dared to sneak away from the palace, was a little scared, and she touched He touched his forehead and whispered——

You must not let me be discovered...I will die if I am discovered.

The moonlight flickered slightly in response. (Don’t worry, it’s stable!)

"Okay, very good... The Royal Knights have been transferred out of the palace. It's time for the banquet in the palace to end, and the palaces change their defenses... No one thought that someone would rush in and assassinate the prince with open fire, but you guys have been fooled. Hole!"

"Hahahaha... What a big gesture, so many soul emperors and soul saints, just give them away!"

The confrontation only lasted a moment, and corpses were already lying on the ground in the imperial garden. The accompanying servants were still insufficient compared to professional killers. The last guard fell, completing his sworn allegiance to the royal family!

Only six of the sixteen killers remained.

Xue Qinghe supported his body with his sword and stood tremblingly. There was a pair of looming wings floating behind him. In addition to the soul ring surrounding his body, there seemed to be suppressed golden light flowing in his body.

The people on the roof secretly sighed. The rumors in the market were correct that at least Xue Qinghe was handsome. Even though his body was scarred and his face was stained with blood, he was as noble as a swan with a long neck. As for other possibilities, she was not Opportunity verified...

She touched her forehead again and whispered——

Do you think I should go over and escort you now? Beauty saves the hero and pledges herself to him.

The moon shadow is shining... (Don't be stupid, you can't beat me.)

But my legs are weak now.

The sharp eyes of the killers did not waver in any way due to Xue Qinghe's words. Everyone's consumption was not small. They looked at each other and pressed forward in tacit understanding.

"The sixth soul skill!"

"The seventh soul skill!"

"The fourth soul skill!"

"The sixth soul skill!"

"The sixth soul skill!"

All kinds of soul skills are coming from the sky, and each one is a killing move that is enough to end the night!

Xue Qinghe stood silently, letting the monstrous attack blow his satin robe with a hunting sound. The dragon on the robe suddenly exploded with a trace of golden light, and the illusory wings behind him also turned golden...

The golden light was so shining that the stinging person could not help but narrow his eyes...

Chen Duyue couldn't help but raise her hand to block it, and only looked at the light through her fingers. Compared with the gentle and cold power of the moon god she was familiar with, the golden light was too weak, but even if it was weak, the sacred light had the same effect but the same purpose. The breath does indeed exist——

The breath of God!

"The first soul skill! Half Moon!"

With a soft drink, Chen Duyue realized that there was actually a man in black standing in the dark!

The black narrow-sleeved short robe made the man a little thin and thin, but it also outlined the perfect body curve.

The woman in black did not take action from beginning to end, and did not even release a trace of martial soul fluctuations, so that everyone present ignored her existence.

Intense dark green light bloomed behind the woman, turning into eight crescent-shaped emerald blades. The emerald color came from behind and overwhelmed the light of all the previous soul skills.

The emerald blade came out in an instant and easily wiped the necks of the other five people, ruthlessly taking away the life.

The killers' attacks shattered with a crash, and blood poured into their trachea. They were speechless. At the last moment of their lives, they only had time to see themselves in shock in the eyes of their companions.

The other three moon blades circled in the air and flew straight towards Xueqing River!

Arms, penetrate!

It seemed that the vain wings behind him were also nailed!

No matter how determined the eldest prince is, he is still just an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The pain in his bones made him scream... The last moon blade finally missed his heart by a few inches, and suddenly Punctured in the abdomen.

The woman in black took a step forward, her hat falling...

No matter before or now, Chen Duyue swears that apart from looking in the mirror, this woman is the most beautiful person she has ever seen.

Her long brown-purple hair spreads over her shoulders, her skin is whiter than snow, her eyes are bright, her nose is delicate, and her lips are as bright as red plums, adding a bit of mature enchantment.

Such stunning beauty cannot be captured by all the words in the world.

It's a pity that it's too cold and fierce...yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

red!

When the bright red circle appeared at the end, no matter the figure or appearance, they were all suppressed by the red circle...

Even Chen Xin, whom Chen Duyue thought was the strongest swordsman in the world, did not have a red soul ring. This woman was so young, but she was already looking down on the world.

Chen Duyue covered her mouth and swallowed the sound of surprise...

The woman was in front of Xue Qinghe in a flash. She raised her hand and grabbed his neck, lifting him up a little.

"Humph, where is the person Qian Daoliu gave you?" Her voice was so nice and cold, and she gritted her teeth with anger.

"Hiss..." Xue Qinghe grabbed her arm hard, and the pain made him tremble all over, but when he looked at the person in front of him, there was never any respect or fear in his eyes, "Hehehehe, since we are going to put on a show ...Of course you have to do it sincerely! Bibi Dong, you sent so many people to me, I have to give you something in return, right..."

He swept across the garden watered by blood and closed his eyes to hide a trace of compassion.

"Performing? Ha, you think I won't pretend to be real?" The woman in black named Bibi Dong increased her strength on her hands, raised her head slightly, and her perfect jaw and neck line drew an elegant arc.

"Hahahaha... you don't dare!" Xue Qinghe interrupted her firmly, looking arrogant and contemptuous, as if he was not the one being controlled by others at the moment.

A faint golden light flowed around him, and although the sacred breath had no healing effect, it alleviated a lot of his pain.

"If you dare to activate the martial spirit, I will definitely kill you." Bibi Dong's eyes darkened, and his sullen voice was boiling with murderous intent.

The aura around her was like a waterfall, and endless coercion came down, sealing off the space and forcing the golden light back into Xue Qinghe's body.

The shadow of the moon between a certain moon's eyebrows dimmed for a moment. When Chen Duyue raised her hand to touch it, she felt a chill in her heart...

Although Lord Moon God's protection only wavered for a moment, as a newbie who hadn't even awakened her martial soul yet, she didn't know how to hide her body and restrain her aura.

At such a close distance, not to mention the terrifying woman, even the injured and dying Xue Qinghe instantly locked her position.

"The sixth soul skill, Eternal Creation!"

"Fuck!"

Just as Chen Duyue jumped up to run, her legs went weak and she fell straight off the roof.

Twenty or thirty meters away, she couldn't bear it. A mouthful of blood spurted out. Before she lost consciousness, she saw two giant scythes of death overlapping each other, locked and attacking towards her...

It's over, it's over...can this round be restarted? I guarantee you won’t waste your next bit!

Eternal Creation is the Pope's most domineering single-target attack technique, and it ignores all physical defenses. Once it hits, the trauma will spread endlessly and tear people into pieces.

Bibi Dong is unreasonable at all, especially tonight!

The mark of the moon shadow came out from between the eyebrows and shattered into pieces. The cold light enveloped the pursuing Death Scythe, and both of them disappeared silently...

Ok?

The mark was shattered, and Cynthia, who was trapped in the moon palace, felt it and let out a vague sigh.

What kind of trouble have you caused...

She shook her head and caressed the deer lying in front of her: "Do you think she won't blame me again this time?"