Douluo: Starting from Source Castle, I am invincible

Chapter 623 Use the mothership?

Under the blue light, Akuiya only felt that her control over the sea was instantly deprived of a powerful force, and at the same time, her breath fell rapidly like the ebbing sea water.

Chen Xinjie's martial soul is the sea, and his mental power has also reached the Divine Yuan Realm. With the close attributes of martial souls, Chen Xinjie is far above Akuiya in terms of realm and mental power.

Originally, Chen Xinjie was passively beaten because of his guilt towards his daughter Akuiya and endured it everywhere in this battle between father and daughter.

But at this moment, after realizing that Long Yeyue might encounter a crisis, the always calm Douluo Hanhai finally no longer endured it.

Just by wavering, he took control of the sea from Akuiya with his powerful strength.

"We'll talk about it later."

Chen Xinjie pulled the void with his right hand, and the entire sky turned blue, and a huge suction force like a receding tide filled the entire space, pulling Akuiya's figure.

Looking at his daughter, a trace of guilt flashed in Chen Xinjie's eyes, but he soon disappeared. Then he flew out of the camp without looking back.

"Bang!"

Akuiya's soul power surged, instantly tearing the tide power that bound her. Looking at Chen Xinjie flying out of the station, her face looked extremely ugly. But in the end, she did not fly to stop her.

"Since you want to renew your relationship with that woman so much, don't blame me for being merciless."

Akuiya looked at Chen Xinjie who was leaving, her eyes narrowed slightly. Do you want to say angry? Of course she has it.

Although she was parasitized by the Time Worm, this does not mean that her original emotions were wiped out. On the contrary, those emotions buried deep in the heart become stronger and stronger as time goes by.

"Look at me, I won't blow you, a turtle bastard." Thinking of this, Akuiya immediately flew towards the mothership docked in the port of the East China Sea Legion.

"Sister!" Chen Zeyu looked at Akuiya who was leaving with some concern, and immediately flew over and followed.

The East China Sea Legion and several lieutenant generals looked at each other, and after instructing the rest of their men to appease the soldiers, they immediately followed.

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With Chen Xinjie's speed, he rushed outside the headquarters of the East China Sea Corps in just a moment.

As soon as he arrived at the battlefield, what caught Chen Xinjie's eyes was the scene that made his eyes burst.

Huotian's huge body stood in the air, with gorgeous and dangerous colorful flames burning all over his body. It waved its fists like a hill, wrapped in the momentum of destroying the world, and smashed towards Long Yeyue fiercely. .

At that moment, time seemed to be still, and Chen Xinjie's heart suddenly shrank, as if he was being grabbed by an invisible big hand.

"Stop!" Chen Xinjie burst out with a deafening shout, and his voice contained endless anxiety and anger, as if he was about to shatter the sky.

As he shouted, the blue light surged out of him like a surging wave, covering the direction where Long Yeyue was. In the light, his powerful soul power was contained, trying to build an indestructible barrier for Long Yeyue.

However, Duanmu Yan would not obey his command. Huotian's fist wrapped in colorful flames did not pause at all, and still hit Long Yeyue with an indomitable momentum according to the established trajectory.

"boom!!"

A deafening terrifying explosion suddenly sounded, as if the whole world was trembling at this moment.

The violent energy fluctuations were like a surging tsunami, instantly completely covering the area where Long Yeyue was. The powerful energy impact caused distortion and shock in the surrounding space, as if it could be torn apart at any time.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinjie's eyes were red and he was panting like a cow. The blue light enveloped him, and then he crashed into the bursting energy storm.

"Yueyue!"

Chen Xinjie shouted loudly in the energy storm of his first love, his voice full of anxiety and concern. The raging energy storm was like countless sharp blades, constantly tearing the blue shield he released, but it could not shake the shield at all.

With his strong strength, Chen Xinjie struggled to move forward in the energy storm. His perception was opened to the maximum, without letting go of any slight fluctuations.

At this moment, a large piece of black coal flew out of the energy storm. Chen Xinjie felt the familiar fluctuations from above, and immediately chased after him without hesitation, hugging the coal.

"Yueyue!"

Chen Xinjie hugged the coal tightly, with a hint of sob in his voice. Looking at the old figure that seemed to run out of the refugee area, his heart trembled violently. At this moment, Long Yeyue was as dark as charcoal, and she had no past style at all.

But in Chen Xinjie's eyes, she was still the woman who made him moved. He didn't bother to be dirty, and immediately hugged her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to pass on all his warmth to her.

"Ahem!"

Long Yeyue, who turned into coal, couldn't help but cough and let out a breath of black gas from her mouth.

"Sniff!" Chen Xinjie immediately took a deep breath as if he was smelling the delicious food. His face showed an intoxicated look, as if the black breath was filled with the unique aura of Long Yeyue.

Then, he looked at Long Yeyue in his arms with a affectionate look, his eyes full of tenderness and pity. In his opinion, she has changed, no, she should have put on "makeup" on her face. Not what she was.

Although she was a little darker, she was still so beautiful. As long as she stood there, even if her back was hunched, she was still herself. The proud light and dark dragon emperor, she had always been the emperor and would never retreat.

She was always so proud. In his heart, no matter how many years had passed, she was still the proud princess.

Chen Xinjie's vision became blurred in an instant. He simply couldn't imagine that he, who was more than two hundred years old, would actually have tears.

Long Yeyue, who had just opened her eyes, soon felt that she was in a strange embrace and began to struggle frantically.

Huo Tian's quasi-god-level attack was indeed very strong, but Duanmu Yan's soul power was not much after all. Even if he had tried his best to accumulate soul power, the attack from Huo Tian barely reached the quasi-god level.

Although Long Yeyue was injured, it was not fatal. At most, she became embarrassed.

Duanmu Yan is a Soul Douluo after all. Although Huotian has strong strength, the host's strength shortcomings seriously limit its performance.

It's like a racing car with a top engine, but equipped with an underpowered battery, which can't make the engine run at full capacity. Although Huotian is strong, Duanmu Yan, the host, is too weak to support Huotian in long-term, high-intensity combat.

Demigods and quasi-gods, in essence, belong to the category of Extreme Douluo. There is only a gap in realm between the two.

To explain it in a popular way, a strong man who has reached the realm of quasi-god can roughly fight against three opponents in the realm of demigod in battle. The gap is not only reflected in the strength of soul power, but also in the control of power, combat skills, and combat will.

If Huotian can burst out with all his strength, it is not impossible to deal with Long Yeyue with his quasi-god-level strength. But Duanmu Yan, the logistics battery, is not powerful enough, making it difficult for Huotian to burst out with all his strength.

"Yueyue!"

After hearing the familiar voice and feeling the familiar breath, Long Yeyue's struggle slowly stopped. She raised her head and looked at the familiar figure.

When their eyes met, her eyes were a little turbid, but her eyes were always so firm. But how could there be no emotional fluctuations in her eyes?

How long have they not seen each other? One hundred and six years, four months and seven days. She remembered, and he remembered too. Since the death of the last Sea God Pavilion Master: Tianjuan Douluo, they have hardly seen each other.

The two people standing at the top of the world just stared at each other, and no one spoke first.

As if just such a gaze was enough.

The light and shadow of thought that was concretely manifested rose unconsciously around Long Yeyue, but she immediately waved her hand and dispersed them.

Chen Xinjie's heart was shocked, and nothing shocked him more than the moment those lights and shadows appeared. Although she said nothing, the moment those lights and shadows appeared, they were more important to him than a thousand words.

Others could not see what those lights and shadows represented, but as someone who had truly experienced them and also had his thoughts embodied, how could he not see what was in them?

That was all his and her story!

Chen Xinjie's heart was completely soft at this moment, and all his persistence, rebelliousness, stubbornness, and stubbornness seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

Chen Xinjie hugged Long Yeyue tightly, and tears could no longer be controlled from his eyes. His voice trembled, choked, and he roared incoherently, "Alive, you are still alive, you are still alive!"

Chen Xinjie's tears could not be stopped. At this moment, he had completely lost the majesty of the Lord of the War God Temple, and all his reserve, and cried like a child. The emotions that had been pent up in his heart for nearly a hundred years burst out like a gusher at this moment.

This Vast Sea Douluo no longer wanted to control, nor did he try to control the release of his emotions. At this moment, what he thought in his heart and felt in his arms was only the old and frail girl in front of him, who made him unforgettable in his life.

"Let me go!" Long Yeyue said in a low voice with some shame and anger.

"No!" Chen Xinjie tightened his arms even more.

She knew that she could really shake him off if she really exerted her strength, and he knew it too. But they just hugged each other like this.

And in the next moment, Long Yeyue changed, Long Yeyue in his arms changed.

Her hunched back quickly straightened, her snow-white hair gradually turned into black hair, her frail and old appearance quickly disappeared, and her wrinkles gradually turned into fair skin, as if in a blink of a hundred years, she had returned to her former youth.

Feeling the old and youthful in his arms, feeling the breath of the girl lingering around his nose, in an instant, Vast Sea Douluo felt that his heart had completely melted. His appearance also quietly changed, as if he had returned to his youth.

In his youth, Chen Xinjie had a pair of flying eyebrows and a resolute face, as if he had a feeling of standing tall with his head in the sky and his feet on the ground.

Suddenly, as if he had suddenly woken up, the younger Long Yeyue pushed him away fiercely and swung his right hand like lightning.

"Pah!" The slap was very powerful, and Chen Xinjie staggered, and a slender palm print quickly appeared on his cheek.

Long Yeyue's eyes were blazing, "Who allowed you to touch me!"

"You are so beautiful." Even after being slapped, Chen Xinjie was not angry. At this moment, he looked a little silly, and there was no dignity of the Vast Sea Douluo.

Long Yeyue was stunned by what he said, and for a moment she felt a little bit at a loss for words.

Chen Xinjie just stared at her blankly, and the two looked at each other, and faint light and shadow flashed around their bodies from time to time. Strange scenes of thinking appeared from time to time, and then quickly shattered.

At this time, the Vast Sea Douluo had woken up, and the expression on his face kept changing, sometimes painful, sometimes excited, and sometimes a little hesitant.

"Get out of here!"

The next moment, Chen Xinjie turned around and shouted angrily at the two people behind him.

Duanmu Yan and Shenwei attacked Long Yeyue because of their duties, and Chen Xinjie knew this in his heart, so even if he was angry, he couldn't blame them too much.

But now, this is a precious moment for him to reunite with his first love after a long separation. His heart and eyes are full of Long Yeyue, so he can't tolerate others to disturb him.

In his eyes, these two young people are like intruders who spoil the mood. He just wants them to get out of here as far as possible so that he can enjoy this moment of peace and reunion with Long Yeyue.

Seeing this, Shenwei wanted to say something else, but Duanmu Yan suddenly grabbed him and shook his head at him.

"Then commander-in-chief, we will leave first." Duanmu Yan's eyes flickered, and seemingly inadvertently, a small metal part fell from his body quietly. Then, he left the battlefield with Shenwei without any hesitation and without looking back.

After returning to the base, Duanmu Yan flew straight to the aircraft carrier of the East Sea Corps docked at the port without any pause.

At the port, three huge motherships were quietly docked there, belonging to the East Sea Corps, the North Sea Corps, and the Sea God Corps respectively. Duanmu Yan ran towards the mothership of the East China Sea Corps without hesitation.

After boarding the mothership, Duanmu Yan went straight to the headquarters. At this moment, the atmosphere in the headquarters was solemn and depressing.

Akiya was sitting in the main seat with a gloomy face. The air around her seemed to be infected by her emotions and became dull.

Chen Zeyu and some lieutenant generals of the East China Sea Corps and the Sea God Corps gathered here. They were all Akiya's confidants or people who were related to her by blood.

At this moment, these people were trying their best to comfort Akiya.

"Sister, sister, calm down. Although father was wrong first, you don't have to use the mothership to fight him!" Chen Zeyu exhorted with a face full of earnestness.