Douluo: Be the King from the Town of Soul Street

Rakshasa Street.

As his consciousness gradually awakened, when Cao Yanbing opened his eyes again, the familiar streets fell into view again.

He glanced at the surrounding tall buildings, and after slightly identifying the direction based on the road signs and streets, he walked towards the square where Cao Xuanliang had taken him to in the past.

"Tang Liuyu, come back."

Before anyone arrived, Cao Xuanliang's childish but majestic voice could already be heard.

After passing the familiar street corner, when the scenery in front of him completely appeared on his retina, Cao Yanbing's pupils suddenly shrank and his steps stopped.

Looking around, it's still the square.

But in the current square, there is a powerful spiritual oppression that shocked Cao Yanbing.

Looking away, everything visible to the naked eye is covered by the vast undead.

He discovered that on the bodies of the undead, there were wisps of cyan spiritual power gradually rising into the air, converging into a ball, and a huge dragon shape could be vaguely seen.

Clicking his tongue, Cao Yanbing raised his lips slightly: "It seems that leaving these undead armies to Xiaoliang is obviously the most correct decision."

As the number of enemies killed on the battlefield increased in the past few days, he had been worried that Cao Xuanliang and Tang Liuyu alone would not be able to completely suppress these undead, but now it seems that his worries is redundant.

"Tang Liuyu, heavy rain pear blossom!"

A cold shout suddenly sounded behind him. Cao Yanbing was startled, and then subconsciously shouted: "Xu Chu!"

shhhhhh!

A black figure was vaguely visible rising slightly into the air.

The next moment, the sky was full of missiles mixed with the cold broken air bodies, chasing down Cao Yan's soldiers like raindrops.

"Lord beware!"

Xu Chu's huge figure stepped out of the sea of ​​fire. Without a moment's hesitation, he jumped up and directly stepped over Cao Yanbing to block him.

"Earth fire and thunder."

Taking possession of the Scarlet-Blooded Tiger Hammer, Xu Chu's eyes glowed red, his arm suddenly exerted force, and he directly smashed the giant hammer to the ground.

boom!

The pillar of fire suddenly rose from the ground, blocking the two people like an impeccable wall of fire.

Bang bang bang!

The missiles immediately ignited upon contact with the wall of fire, and continued to detonate in mid-air. With the superposition of explosions of hundreds of missiles, even the space of Rakshasa Street began to ripple at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!

The moment the pillar of fire was dispersed by the air wave generated by the missile explosion, a black steel figure fell straight from the sky, and struck Xu Chu directly with his hands like hammers.

"Humph."

Xu Chu shouted coldly, without any fear in his eyes, but when he saw clearly the black figure that penetrated the flames and came towards his face, he subconsciously trembled.

The giant hammer that was originally in an offensive state pulled back instantly. Xu Chu's figure moved, retreated two positions behind, and then jumped to the side.

Bang!

The ground in the area where Xu Chu was standing was directly shaken into powder. Under the action of inertia, dust suddenly rose into the sky.

When the smoke drifted away in the wind, the black steel figure who still maintained the thumping posture slowly stood up.

"Lord! This...?!"

Xu Chu was stunned when he saw the steel figure completely.

Just now in mid-air, he noticed that the figure looked familiar, so he retreated to the side. Now it seems that he was right.

Seeing this familiar black figure, Cao Yanbing curled his lips helplessly, looked around, and finally looked at a rooftop on a tall building next to him.

"Xiao Liang, stop playing."

call out!

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin body suddenly jumped from the rooftop where Cao Yanbing's eyes were focused, and landed steadily in front of everyone.

"Who told you not to go back to Rakshasa Street recently?"

After patting the dust off his body, Cao Xuanliang glanced at Xu Chu beside him, and finally rolled his eyes at Cao Yanbing, who had improved in strength.

"I have a lot of things to do over there. I'm on an expedition and fighting. I'll come back as soon as I'm done, right?" Cao Yanbing spread his hands.

"Yes, yes, busy man."

Cao Xuanliang came to Tang Liuyu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, with an unhappy look on his face, and reloaded the used missiles behind him for him.

"Xu Chu, please go back and continue to guard."

Looking at the thin back standing on Tang Liuyu's body, splicing lines and loading missiles, Cao Yanbing sighed softly, turned his head and said to Xu Chu.

"Yes, my lord."

Xu Chu clasped his hands into fists, and his huge figure of several dozen feet trembled slightly for a moment before turning into spots of light all over the sky, gradually dissipating into the air.

Looking up at Cao Xuanliang's back again, Cao Yanbing walked over after a slight hesitation.

"Xiao Liang, I want to revive you."

The sparse and ordinary words shocked Cao Xuanliang, who was busy. The back of the hand holding the wrench turned white, but after a while, it returned to normal.

Cao Xuanliang did not look back and continued to assemble those things that needed to be replaced.

"No, I told you before. Once I am resurrected, I will leave Rakshasa Street and leave our home. Rather than that, it would be better to stay here as an undead in peace and peace of mind. I can also train an army for you, right? ?”

Even so, Cao Yanbing could see the way Cao Xuanliang was unable to tighten a screw for a long time because his hands were shaking.

"Xiao Liang, I will make arrangements for the Rakshasa Street army. The main reason I came back this time is to tell you about resurrection."

"I said..." Cao Xuanliang turned around and pretended to be impatient, but as soon as he said what he wanted to say, he was forcibly interrupted.

"Listen to me." Cao Yanbing stretched out his hand, held down his head, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Liang, you have to understand that we are brothers, blood brothers."

"My parents left us when we were young, leaving only us two brothers dependent on each other. Rakshasa Street is home, our common home."

"I know, when I asked you about resurrection before, you said you were reluctant to leave Rakshasa Street and our home, but I can see that you just don't want me to waste my energy and time doing these things."

"It's not that you don't want to be resurrected, but you're afraid that the resurrection will cause me some more troubles that I can't solve."

"But now...you can rest assured."

Cao Yanbing pulled out the Tenth Palace Yama from behind with his backhand and slammed it to the ground. In an instant, overwhelming black hellfire surged out from it.

dong dong dong.

In Cao Xuanliang's shocked eyes, the three guardian spirits of Dian Wei, Xia Houdun, and Xia Houyuan stepped out from the depths of the black hellfire at the same time.

"Lord."

The sudden burst of spiritual power here instantly attracted the attention of all the undead.

When they noticed the terrifying oppression emanating from Dian Wei and others, almost all the undead froze in place.

Some of the undead have only seen Dian Wei and Xu Chu, but not Xiahou Dun or Xiahou Yuan. What's more, they were killed ruthlessly without even seeing the guardian spirit of Cao Yanbing. So after seeing these three figures, It would look so sluggish.

"Xiao Liang, I am no longer the person who needed protection when I was a child. Now I am fully capable of controlling my own destiny."

"So, no matter what you say, I will definitely resurrect you."

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