I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 219 The Gathering Behind the Door

Yu Yuanming stretched out his feet, and the toe of the dark blue shoe touched Yu Xiaogang's chin, and the toe of the shoe forcibly poked out a terrible concave in his dry skin.

The intense pain forced Yu Xiaogang to raise his head slowly, and looked at the terrifying demon in front of him with eyes that had long lost their luster.

"Do you know why the old man took you back?"

Yu Yuanming asked with great interest, looking at the inhuman Yu Xiaogang on the ground like a cat playing with a mouse.

In the past few days, he has used an unknown number of torture methods on the latter, and the hatred has gradually turned into a kind of intense pleasure produced by torture, which greatly satisfies his morbid psychology.

There was no thought in Yu Xiaogang's numb eyes. He only thought that he was about to usher in the next hell project, in an endless cycle of endless reincarnation with no expectations.

He should have sought relief through death long ago, but the most helpless thing is that he is not even qualified to commit suicide.

"If you don't answer me, how did you become dumb? My dear brother."

Yu Yuanming smiled and took one of the four or five willow-patterned bayonets inserted on the stone platform, and then casually pierced Yu Xiaogang's left abdomen and waist, just like inserting a sand shovel into a coarse-grained sandy beach.

The blood flowing out along the grooves on both sides of the willow knife has long since lost its luster, as if flowing from a corpse that has lost its vitality.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's slightly trembling body, Yu Yuanming frowned.

He was not satisfied with the attitude of the other party, which could not give him enough pleasure and stimulation.

puff puff-

Yu Yuanming turned the handle of the knife, and the bone-piercing pain once again spread from the muscles to Yu Xiaogang's already numb consciousness. He picked out his dry throat, and the painful notes stuck in his throat one by one like fishbone.

Yu Yuanming took this scene into his eyes, and finally felt a little satisfied. He retracted the Liuwen knife, and Yu Xiaogang's whole body convulsed the moment he drew the knife.

But he didn't bleed too much blood, maybe he didn't have enough blood in his body to bleed out.

Yu Yuanming's right hand turned into a dark blue dragon claw, and the electric light wrapped his dragon claw, and at the same time it was burning Yu Xiaogang's wound, the whole process seemed particularly smooth and flowing.

"The old man wants me to take you back. It seems that he wants to dispose of you, a trash with a ruined martial spirit. After all, you alone have lost the face of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect."

"The few old bones on the side of the Presbyterian Council also want to smash you into ashes. At the sect meeting half a month later, the Presbyterian Council will come up with a plan to execute you."

Yu Yuanming got up slowly, looking down at Yu Xiaogang under his feet.

His flickering eyes seemed to be making a decision, and he said slowly:

"But I know the real purpose of the old man asking me to take you back. He doesn't want to kill you. He wants to keep you before the elders make a judgment."

Yu Xiaogang raised his eyes reluctantly, looked at Yu Yuanming on the head and said with difficulty, he was also a little surprised for a while,
"Father……"

It was Yu Yuanzhen who expelled him from the sect back then, but now, he heard contradictory words from Yu Yuanming.

"Yeah, don't you think it's weird? It's even unreal."

Yu Yuanming took out his black windbreaker and purple cashmere scarf from the groove on the stone wall, and wrapped them around his neck a few times.

Although the weather in January is still cold, the soul power of level 86 is enough to help Yu Yuanming resist the low temperature of minus [-] to [-] degrees even in the depths of the extreme north.

He arranged his attire very elegantly, and elegantly tied a fancy knot. In an instant, he changed from a fierce and bloodthirsty devil to a soft, gentle and kind gentleman at first glance.

He squatted down gently, and said to Yu Xiaogang who started to twitch intermittently on the ground:
"If a cold-blooded person starts to become kind, it must be because he finds that he is inevitably getting old! He is no longer that all-powerful Thunder Douluo. If it wasn't for the core of the ten-direction formation hidden in the deepest part of the sect, he wouldn't even be able to display the strength of a Super Douluo."

"People are like this. When they are old, their hearts have become fragile under the pressure of the loss of strength and the settlement of the years. In this way, they will be afraid to make any decisions, and at the same time indulge in the past years and cannot extricate themselves. This kindness can only mean that he can't do it."

Yu Yuanming calmly told Yu Xiaogang his analysis.

The last time I went back to the sect, apart from reporting Hai Bodong's takeback of Thunder Academy, was to check on Yu Yuanzhen's physical condition. Although the latter was still in the Thunder Pavilion of Shifang at that time, Yu Yuanming clearly felt the weakness under the powerful appearance.

"The Blue Lightning Overlord Sect may go on in the situation that the old man envisioned. He thought that the bloodline connection could maintain a huge sect—the old man thinks that it is my duty, as a concubine, to stay in Thunder Academy in a down-to-earth manner and to assist the future Yu Tianheng with peace of mind..."

"Hehe, it's not, it's a forced discard, I'm thrown around like a dog, so to speak."

Yu Yuanming took a long breath, turned his head to Yu Xiaogang and said lightly:

"Actually, I plan to give you a relief tonight, because you are not my real enemy, you are just a poor scapegoat, and so am I, but I am not a waste, I can vent my anger to you, and you can only suffer in silence."

"This world is inherently unfair. Some people are born to be rulers. In the world of the strong, there is no place for the weak."

Yu Yuanming gritted his teeth lightly, but then cast a look of pity on Yu Xiaogang who was lying on the ground twitching.

There was a flash of light in his hands, and he tossed his sleeves.With a bang, a dark dagger with a cold light was thrown in front of Yu Xiaogang.

"The toxin contained in this talisman sword can instantly invade a person's heart, and within ten breaths, you will die without pain."

Yu Yuanming said coldly, he put the benevolent decision in Yu Xiaogang's own hands, let him make the decision himself.

"You can choose to end it, or you can choose to live on."

Yu Yuanming walked out of the cave directly, and the gate made of black iron was slowly closed after he left.

Perhaps, when Yu Yuanming comes next time, there will be a maggot-smelling corpse lying on the ground in this cave, or maybe it will be the skinny and weak waste.

The cold air of the night gathered in Yu Yuanming's eyes, he squinted slightly, and walked out of this complex and changeable mountain area along his own specific route.

"Yu Yuanzhen...you wait!"

A few desolate howls of wolves resounded in the silent mountain range, and as Yu Yuanming's figure disappeared, the death-like silence returned.

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The western pole of the mainland · the other side of the Tianmen crack · the abyss.

Tens of thousands of abyssal troops gathered in front of the world crack hundreds of feet away, and the black rock formations were densely packed with creatures of various forms——

Ugly giant bears, long snakes with severed tails, two-headed vultures...

Each of them represents one of the [-] layers of abyss, and each of them is loyal to the emperor of their own abyss layer.

Because the existence of emperors on each layer of the abyss gave them infinite opportunities for resurrection, but once the emperor died, it also represented the complete collapse of this layer of abyss and the annihilation of all attached creatures.

The abyss has a total of 36 floors. The emperors on the first 36 floors are all titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent, and the emperors on the middle [-] floors have combat power comparable to Super Douluo.

As for the last 36 floors, the weakest emperors have reached the level of Ultimate Douluo, and the emperors on the last ten floors are all demigod-level existences.

And the last layer is controlled by the abyss sage, who has the power to surpass the first-level gods!

The Great Bear King——

One of the emperors on the last 36 floors, with a single red eye and a scar that spanned his entire face, his figure the size of a hill exuded a terrifying aura.

Its defense and attack are not bad, ordinary Title Douluo can't hurt it at all.

At this moment, it has assembled four hundred warriors of its giant bear clan, all possessing strength above the soul king, crossed the passage of the abyss, and came to the great entrance of the abyss——

This is where the gap between the Abyss plane and the Douluo plane formed, and it is giving orders to its three lords:

"My lord Shengjun has already defeated the strongest in the Douluo plane. After the ten emperors destroy the 'Sword Array', our clan will be the first group of fighters to enter the Douluo plane. The three of you each have the top three mortal combat power, which is the so-called Soul Douluo on Douluo's side. This is their second strongest level."

At this time, a sharp and ear-piercing voice came, it was a long snake with a severed tail and dense tattoos all over its body,
"Manxiong, this time our three clans are the vanguard, so don't your giant bear clan hold you back."

"Long snake, I think it's your snake cubs that need to be worried. Don't break your fragile front teeth just by touching them."

The giant bear made a thunderous sound, and it was not very interested in this long snake, which was also one of the last 36 emperors.

The creatures of the abyss follow the cruel law of the jungle, which is the law of the jungle. Creatures of different levels often cross the abyss channel and devour creatures of other levels to strengthen themselves.

This broken-tailed long snake creature often crosses the passage in groups to ambush the giant bear family.

"Heh, you have to know that the commander-in-chief of the vanguard this time is the commander of my long snake clan, and all deployments need to be in accordance with my clan, so don't give orders here."

The Long Snake Emperor said indifferently that this time the vanguard mission was arranged by "Emperor Zhi", one of the "Ten Emperors", because he was attracted by the cunning of the Long Snake Clan, and the Giant Bear Clan was only sent to act as meat shields.

"You... Long Snake, don't think that I, a giant bear, is easy to bully, and don't think that I don't know that you are responsible for the disappearance of several leaders of our clan over the years!"

The giant bear emperor's eyes were filled with anger. It is shameless for such an abyss emperor to attack the lord.

"Hehe——Manxiong, it's a miracle that your clan can survive until now. The world is so cruel. You are stupid, so don't blame me for being ruthless. Also, after entering the Douluo plane, if your clan dares to blatantly refuse to obey orders, Lord Zhidi will definitely tear you to pieces. I believe that there are countless races in the gray sea of ​​abyss who want to replace you, the giant bear clan!"

The long snake emperor spat out the scarlet snake letter, and he said it confidently, not afraid that the giant bear would turn his back.

"Warn those stupid bears under your command, Lord 'Ten Emperors' are ready to attack."

The Long Snake Emperor said lightly, looking at the ten figures floating above the large entrance, his tone was full of awe.

Any one of the "Ten Monarchs" can kill himself with a single look, the kind that is directly annihilated, and the resurrection at the abyss level is too late to save it.

……

A thousand meters above the great entrance of the abyss, a throne covered with black and gold patterns was formed out of thin air, and then a figure appeared on the throne——

The crystal clear long white hair, fair face, and sharp-edged face reveal a sense of handsomeness beyond the ordinary. A pair of dark pupils can't see any other light, as if they can swallow everything.

The Abyss Sage, the strongest of the planes!
He slowly stood up from the throne, and at the same time when he got up, a black and endless cloak appeared behind him, as if bringing up the entire night.

He looked indifferently at the prostrate army below, and at the ten figures kneeling on one knee in front of him, and said lightly:
"Although the sword array left by Venerable Wind is extremely powerful, it is already a decoration without his energy supply and control."

"There is not much time left for the abyss. The current cracks in the world can only allow Contra-level creatures to pass through, and they cannot wear down this sword array."

"let's start."

Sheng Jun's slender and fair fingers popped out an amethyst and landed in front of the "Ten Emperors", and instantly the amethyst was transformed into a giant magic circle, including "Ling Emperor" and others.

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Northwest of Douluo Continent · Otto Kingdom · King City.

In the core area of ​​Wangcheng, in the important affairs hall of the branch hall of the Wuhun Palace, the lights on the case were flickering, and Mo Dongyang wrote the last line with a pen.

Regardless of his slightly chubby figure, the handwriting in his pen is delicate and timeless, and dragons and snakes can be seen swimming between the lines.

"Sir, have you really decided not to go?"

Mo Yin, who was standing at the side, asked aloud, he has been a housekeeper in the Mo Mansion for decades, and he is one of Mo Dongyang's most trusted people.

"Uncle Mo, as the master of the branch hall, if I leave now, am I becoming a deserter who retreats before the battle? If I go down in the future, I will definitely be laughed at by that toothpick."

Mo Dongyang shook his head, he put down the wolf hair, folded the written letter and put it in the envelope.

A few days ago, when Qian Xun left the Jixi Sword Formation, he also came to see Mo Dongyang.

He didn't say anything in detail, but only warned Mo Dongyang that perhaps an unprecedented catastrophe would happen in the northwest of the mainland.

At that time, Qian Xun also wanted to persuade this old friend to pack up his things and run away. Presumably, he also more or less calculated that he would fail in the battle of "Yuanding Mountain".

"I asked you to organize the evacuation of civilians. How are they doing now?"

Mo Dongyang stood up and asked with a smile.

"My lord, most of the civilians in Wangcheng have been evacuated, thanks to the assistance of the royal family."

Mo Yin replied.

Mo Dongyang laughed when he heard this, said something good, then turned around and looked up at the plaque hanging on the hall behind him——

Brave and mighty!

This is a beautiful residence specially bestowed by the Wuhun Palace after the ancestors of the Mohists pacified the evil spirit master a hundred years ago.

Streaming light flowed in Mo Dongyang's eyes, looking at the plaque above his head, he stood with his hands behind his back and remained silent for a long time.

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