I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 154 Forbearance and Advent

At one end of the forest, there was an explosion.

Cursing and crying were vaguely mixed in the storm of flesh and soul power, and then there was a rush of fleeing sounds in the jungle.

……

Snapped!
"why you?"

Dai Mubai recognized the face that was pinned to the ground by him, and was immediately startled.

Isn't this the same Meng Yiran who had a dispute with his side last time when he was competing for Oscar's third soul ring?

"Grandpa... um..."

At this time, Meng Yiran was crying heavily, and his face was covered with dust and gravel from running all the way.

"go!"

Zhao Wou-ki's eyes flickered, and he made a judgment immediately.

His experience in the world is very rich, and the dozens of soul emperors and soul kings sent by the Wuhun Palace did not catch him.

Zhao Wuji knew very well who Meng Yiran's grandfather was, the Duke of Long Meng Shu who had become famous a long time ago.

When he was still the soul emperor, the opponent was already a level 82 Contra.

Now it is estimated that his cultivation base has reached level 85 and sixth, and there are not many people who can threaten him.

Moreover, Mr. Long and Mrs. Snake are almost inseparable. If you can push Mr. Long to that point, then the strength of the coming person will definitely start at level 87 or [-].

While thinking, Zhao Wuji planned to pick up Dai Mubai and leave.

But Dai Mubai also frowned slightly, looking at the heartbroken girl on the ground, he couldn't bear it for a moment:
"Ms. Zhao, take her with you."

Zhao Wuji frowned thickly, just about to refuse, Zhu Zhuqing also said:
"Ms. Zhao, we can't leave her behind, let's take her to the academy."

Zhao Wuji also had no choice but to let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice:
"I'll carry her on my back, and I will run with all my strength in a while, don't fall behind!"

"No flying! Are you trying to take the initiative to die?"

Zhao Wuji just shouted back Ma Hongjun who wanted to spread his wings and fly high.

Then, Zhao Wuji discovered that Zhu Zhuqing's figure had disappeared in place.

……

……

The Blood Ancestor pulled out the eight-foot-long, bony dragon staff from his chest.

Meng Shu's desperate blow just now did inflict heavy damage on it in an instant, especially his last self-destruct.

The self-destruction of an 85-level Contra can reach the power of a full blow at the same level within one-thousandth of a second, and the explosive force endured by the Blood Ancestor at the center of the explosion even reached the strength of a Title Douluo.

If he hadn't absorbed the blood of killing in the Baichang Shura field and "Huangquanlu" in the capital of killing to enhance his healing and regeneration power, otherwise the blood ancestor might not be able to survive this blow.

"Ah—damn old man, wouldn't it be good for me to go to hell with peace of mind?"

Enduring the pain of regenerating flesh and blood in his left arm, the Blood Ancestor cursed bitterly.

Afterwards, it slowly got up, and with a wave of its hand, it absorbed a dark soul ring in the distance.

"The 6-year-old Chijiao... the harvest this time is not bad."

The blood ancestor's body exploded again at the moment when the spirit ring approached him, and then the blood-red light repaired the collapsed body skin.

"Old man, do you think your granddaughter can run away... Hehehe!"

The Blood Ancestor moved his nose and laughed gloomily.

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Heaven Dou Palace.

Xue Ye was wearing a white linen robe at this moment, his figure was no longer tall and straight.

The imperial aura of the past also dissipated at this moment, leaving only an old man who had just experienced the pain of bereavement.

He looked at the figure lying quietly in the ebony coffin, the pale face had already lost all life.

Xue Beng's body was left on the ice field of "Jay Forest". When the deputy general of "Hanjuguan" sent people to look for it, one of his arms had already been snatched away by the wolves who came to look for food.

In addition to wolves, and perhaps vultures.

"When you become a father, you will definitely be awakened...but what have you become!"

Xue Ye brushed past the already still face, the sadness in his eyes gradually transformed into a determination to revenge.

At this moment, a burly gray-robed figure quietly appeared behind Xue Ye.

"Since you have already discovered the people from Wuhundian, why don't you take action?"

A deep voice came from Tang Hao's mouth, he couldn't understand why Xue Ye still chose to continue to endure.

Xue Ye turned around slowly, and her stooped body also became tall and straight after turning around, and the shrewdness of an emperor reappeared in the gloomy eyes just now.

"Your Majesty Haotian, now is not the best time to make a move..."

Xue Ye said in a serious tone, respectfully.

Tang Hao couldn't help frowning two thick eyebrows, staring straight at Xue Ye and asked:

"Wait?"

"Your banquet the night before, with the brain of the East Palace, didn't you realize it? After you are fully prepared, I am afraid that the Wuhun Palace has sent enough titled Douluo to wait for you to be shortlisted."

Xue Ye smiled politely, but Tang Hao couldn't help but feel chills on the back of his neck due to his smile:
"Don't worry, Wuhundian killed my son, and I will let its heirs experience the pain from hell!"

Xue Ye went on to say:

"Your Majesty Haotian, there are still two powerful fighters behind the current Wuhun Hall... We need to wait a little longer."

"I've endured it for 14 years!! I don't mind waiting a little longer."

Tang Hao also realized something, one of the two strong men probably refers to Qian Daoliu.

As for the other Tang Hao himself, he doesn't know, is it the golden crocodile?

Or Bibi Dong?
Does Xue Ye have any way to deal with Qian Daoliu, a peerless Douluo level powerhouse, even Tang Hao himself has no way.

If there is anyone in this world who can stand up to Qian Daoliu, it is only his own grandfather—the Peerless Douluo who is also level 99, Tang Chen.

"Since this is the case, then I believe in His Majesty, but I hope that His Majesty will tell me as soon as possible when he makes a move. I must let Wuhundian experience the pain of broken bones."

Tang Hao said in a deep voice, and at the same time, he also hid another lustful look in his eyes well.

He learned that the descendant of this generation of Qian Family was born as a daughter. Thinking of this, Tang Hao felt more or less happy and urgent.

"Your Majesty Haotian, don't worry, I will definitely leave the crown prince to you at that time."

Xue Ye's eyes flickered, and she promised Tang Hao with a smile.

After Tang Hao walked away, Xue Ye suddenly noticed something, immediately turned around and knelt down on the ground,
"Xue Ye pays homage to your lord."

In the shadows, a tall one-armed figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

At this time, Xie Jun's eyes are no longer pure black, but a little purple.

Xie Jun looked at Tang Hao's leaving figure, his face was full of disdain:

"Being defeated by this kind of ants is also a great insult to me."

"My lord, this Tang Hao's combat power should not be underestimated. In addition, he is also hostile to the Spirit Hall. Joining our camp is also a big help."

Xue Ye, who was lying on the ground, was also sweating profusely, and hurriedly explained.

"The time for my arrival is limited. Let me tell you now that the day of breaking the wall is set after the two days of the abyss, that is, nine months and thirteen days after your time."

Hearing this, Xue Ye's body couldn't help trembling, he shouted excitedly:
"Bless the Holy King to unify the mainland and ascend to the top of the God King!!"

(End of this chapter)