Douluo's start stole the Blue Silver Emperor

Tang Xiao didn't know what eating melon meant.

But he did find it very strange that it was already morning, and even if people in Zongli were snoozing, they should get up and have breakfast now.

What's more, the people in the sect are all strong attack type, hardworking men. They have to get up early to practice every morning. How can no one wake up even after sleeping until this time.

And the person responsible for guarding at night is not there?

The more Tang Xiao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He said, "You...what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just dropped it in your water source..." Qian Xunji used his thumb and food to make a small gesture that would hurt South Korea, and emphasized: "It's just a little medicine."

An unknown elder pointed at Qian Xunji and shouted, "Did you poison me?"

"Did you turn a deaf ear to what I just said?" Qian Xunji glanced at the other party with a sneer, raised his hand, and a blood-red, extremely sharp feather appeared in his hand.

Then, the feathers suddenly shot out like flying knives, as fast as lightning, and even a ripple appeared in the air.

"Four elders!"

Tang Xiao's eyes were red, his face was distorted, and the veins on his neck were bulging. He yelled and swung the Clear Sky Hammer to hit the feather.

At the moment when the Clear Sky Hammer was about to hit, Feather suddenly accelerated and managed to dodge under Tang Xiao's Clear Sky Hammer. With a "plop" sound, it hit the fourth elder's neck artery.

The fourth elder, who had just reacted, only felt a pain in his throat. He instinctively covered his throat with his hands and was about to pluck out the feathers when he heard a huge explosion in his ears, and then he lost consciousness.

Looking at the fourth elder who turned into a ball of blood mist in the explosion, Tang Xiao felt a sweet sensation in his throat, as if something was about to spurt out.

As for the other elders, when they saw Qian Xunji stabbing his little friend, killing a titled Douluo like a chicken, they dared not speak anymore, so they all kept their mouths shut, fearing that they might accidentally breathe too loudly and be taken for granted by this killing star. He was interjecting and then conveniently beheaded himself.

Seeing Qian Xunji, the elders who were as silent as a cicada, looking down at everyone in a condescending manner, felt very satisfied.

It’s so cool. It’s really cool to be a villain.

Kill whoever you want, kill whoever you want.

It's different when you're the pope. When you kill someone, you have to consider whether there is a backing and whether it will affect the relationship between the two parties. It's very troublesome.

If he had been this agile six years ago, he would have stabbed Tang Hao to death.

Tang Xiao gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Your Excellency...what do you want?"

"Didn't I say it? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Tang Hao attacked my son for the sake of the Haotian Sect, so I will also cut off the future of your Haotian Sect. Hall Master Yang, in the well of the Haotian Sect last night I got the medicine, what is its effect?"

"Hehe..." A figure that was very familiar to Tang Xiao and the remaining elders jumped out of the white mist, stood in front of Tang Xiao and others, and said with a smile: "Elders, it's been a long time."

Tang Xiao said angrily: "Yang Wudi! It's you, the traitor!"

"Hey, I don't like hearing what you are saying. Why am I a traitor? Back then, Tang Hao made peace with the soul beasts and killed the Pope of Wuhun Palace, which led to a massive attack by Wuhun Palace. Back then, I said that I would fight desperately. But what do you say? A bunch of cowards! Many of the elite disciples of my broken clan were killed by the Wuhun Palace together with my son and my brother. But what about you, you group of culprits, but you are hiding in the mountains and living a good life? , and he was promoted to Titled Douluo? It’s true that the sky has no eyes.”

"Sect Master Yang, even if I, the Haotian Sect, failed the Po clan back then, you don't have to go with outsiders..."

Yang Wudi spat and said, "Bah! What kind of outsider! This is my lord."

"Okay, your lord." Tang Xiao remembered his clansmen, with angrily hatred buried in his heart, and said: "Sect Leader Yang, Brother Yang, for the sake of our friendship, can you tell me, What drug did you take?"

"Hey, since you asked, I'll tell you, this medicine is called the Lost Soul Pill. If a person below Contra takes this medicine, he will fall asleep for 24 hours. When he wakes up, his soul power will be Maybe...hehehe...disappear and become an ordinary person, and the child born will definitely not have soul power. Don't worry, Sect Master Tang, the chance is not high, it's only half and half."

The Po clan is good at making poisons. Although the Lost Soul Pill is a recipe passed down from their ancestors, no one has ever refined it.

Firstly, the effect of the medicine is too unstable and the randomness is too high; secondly, it requires a large amount of rare medicinal materials, and the cost of refining them is too high.

That is, Qian Xunji, who noticed the random properties of the Lost Soul Pill at a glance, and who was wealthy and had no shortage of medicinal materials, chose to let Yang Wudi refine this pill.

Yang Wudi didn't understand at first, and thought it wouldn't be better to just use a handful of poison to kill all the bastards of the Haotian Sect, until Qian Xunji told him about the beauty of the Lost Soul Pill.

Think about it, Tang Hao kills geniuses everywhere, who is he doing it for?It’s not just for Haotian Sect.

Whatever the enemy values, we will destroy.

Tang Hao values ​​Haotian Sect, so we will destroy Haotian Sect.

To destroy a sect, the most important thing is to destroy their inheritance, and the Lost Soul Pill just meets this requirement.

Yang Wudi was still puzzled by this at first, "But the soul-destroying power of the Lost Soul Pill is random, so why not just destroy their martial souls?"

Of course it’s to stir up trouble!

Once you see it, you’ll never finish playing card games, and you don’t know the hatred between Africans and seals.

Qian Xunji smiled slightly and explained: "Hall Master Yang, think about it for a moment and bring yourself into a disciple of the Haotian Sect who has had his martial spirit abolished because of Tang Hao. Your soul power has been abolished. , but your good friends, your brothers, or even people you hate, their martial spirits are fine, what would you think?"

"Also, based on my understanding of Haotian Sect, these people whose soul power has been abolished may receive some compensation from the sect at first. But after a long time, people in the sect will only think that 'you It's your misfortune to have your soul power destroyed and it has nothing to do with the sect. What do you think will happen to them over time?"

"Tang Chen is dead, and the Haotian Sect is just a plaything in the palm of your hand. Instead of killing them, it is better to leave them fighting in the nest."

Of course, facing the uninformed Yang Wudi, Qian Xunji still had one very important thing to say.

If the Haotian Sect was completely wiped out, wouldn't the classic plot of the third brother going to the Haotian Sect be gone?

Without Tang Xiao's demon to support his younger brother, plus the fact that he was the victim of a sect, it would be strange for the third brother to go to Haotian Sect and not be bullied to death.

Of course, if you want to achieve this goal, you must kill Tang Xiao, the brother-supporting demon.

Qian Xunji raised his head proudly, looked at Tang Xiao with his nostrils condescendingly and said, "The second purpose of my coming to Haotian Sect is you..."