Douluo: Demon King from Another World

While the fight in the Pope's Palace was in full swing, there was peace in the Elder's Palace. Qian Daoliu held a cup of fragrant tea and tasted it leisurely.

"Great offering!"

Suddenly an old man walked in from outside. Just looking at his appearance, he was much older than Qian Daoliu, but his overall aura was not as strong as Qian Daoliu.

This person is none other than Golden Crocodile Douluo, the second enshrined in the Elder Hall, whose strength is second only to Qian Daoliu! With a soul power of level ninety-eight, he did not put on any airs in front of Qian Daoliu.

"How is the situation?" Qian Daoliu took another sip of tea and then asked.

Golden Crocodile Douluo opened his mouth, and then said in a lonely tone: "In just twenty rounds, that ghost boy died under his hammer."

The ghost boy Golden Crocodile Douluo calls is Ghost Douluo! Although his strength has dropped to that of a Soul Douluo, he was once a titled Douluo and a leader in the Wuhun Palace.

But now, he was killed by a 20-year-old Soul Saint boy. This was unexpected for him who had lived for more than 150 years! He had to lament that there were too many geniuses in this era. For the first time, he felt like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. Was he really getting old? !

"Yeah." When Qian Daoliu heard the news, he only raised his brows slightly, and then relaxed them.

"Master, why don't we take advantage of the fact that he hasn't grown up yet..." As he said that, Golden Crocodile Douluo scratched his neck with his palm, and his meaning was obvious.

"No." Qian Daoliu said, and then put down the tea in his hand, "For us, the best choice is to wait and see."

"Why?" Golden Crocodile Douluo asked puzzled.

Qian Daoliu glanced at him and then slowly explained the reason: "In recent years, Bibi Dong's ambition has become stronger and stronger, and her influence is no less than mine. The appearance of the Tang family boy is a good opportunity. , I can beat her! In the future, I will let Xueer sit in that position!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, seeming to understand the meaning of Qian Daoliu's laissez-faire attitude. Indeed, in the hearts of these worshipers, Qian Renxue should be the future pope of Wuhun Palace, while Bibi Dong is a puppet at best.

As for those dead soul masters and civilians, they are not worth mentioning in their eyes!

"Okay, Jin Crocodile, tell us to go down. The Hall of Elders will stay put for the time being and preserve our strength. In addition, tell Bibi Dong that she will solve the trouble she caused by herself. If it cannot be solved, the position of Pope should also be changed. Replacement!"

"Yes!" Golden Crocodile Douluo cupped his fists and raised his hands, then exited the Elder Hall.

Qian Daoliu looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo's figure and couldn't help but shook his head. In fact, what he said just now seemed true and false, but it was just an excuse for him not to take action.

"Hey, boy, I'm repaying your love for the Qingxin Pill by not doing anything to you this time! I won't be merciful to you again in the future!"

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Outside the Pope's Palace, looking at Ghost Douluo who was burned to ashes and blown away by the wind, Ju Douluo was filled with grief and anger, and activated his martial spirit true form to fight for his life with Tang Fan!

Ghost Douluo was one of his few close friends, and the two of them were so good that they could wear a pair of pants.

"Tang Fan, I will kill you today!"

Hearing Ju Douluo's roar, a perverted smile appeared on Tang Fan's lips. That's right, he wanted to let Ju Douluo feel what it felt like for someone important to be killed!

"The killing field, the killing god heaven and earth!"

Immediately, the blood patterns on Tang Fan's body shone brightly, and the killing field was completely released! A bloody light fell from the sky, covering an entire kilometer radius. A mysterious and mysterious force suppressed Ju Douluo until he could not raise his head.

His heart seemed to have been hit hard, Ju Douluo's face showed pain, and there were only eight soul rings left in his body!

The hammer hit him, and Ju Douluo had no time to dodge. He only heard a click and one of his arms was seriously injured by Tang Fan.

Ju Douluo endured the pain and knocked Tang Fan away. A few petals fell from the spirit and fell on his arm. Ju Douluo's injuries were gradually recovering.

Just when Tang Fan raised his hammer to attack, another strong wave of air knocked him away. Tang Fan raised his eyes and saw a naked murderous intent flashing in his eyes!

Because the person who took action was the so-called Pope Bibi Dong!

"His Majesty the Pope!" x3

Ju Douluo, Xieyue and Hu Liena hurriedly came behind Bibi Dong. Tang Fan, this madman, was really terrifying.

"You finally came out. I thought I was going to kill everyone in Wuhun City and throw your beloved disciple into a brothel before you would show up!"

When Tang Fan said this, he did not forget to glance at the trembling Hu Liena. Even if Hu Liena looks very charming, he can definitely do this kind of thing.

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with anger, and her tone dropped to freezing point: "How presumptuous! Tang Fan, today you went to the Pope's Palace alone, without a titled Douluo by your side. Who gave you the courage to speak to me like this?"

Tang Fan sneered, raised his hand, and the blood baby flew out from Yan's body. When Ju Douluo saw this scene, a cold feeling rose from his back.

The shadow that this little thing brought to him five years ago appears again now!

"It's useless to talk too much, let's fight!"

The blood baby turned into the Emperor's Sword and flew back to Tang Fan's hands. The sharp sword light makes people feel frightened.

The two immediately started fighting, like thunder and fire, neither letting the other go.

The Kongming Divine Eyes and the Purple Thunder Golden Eyes were used alternately... In less than a quarter of an hour, the two had exchanged nearly a hundred moves.

Tang Fan was a little puzzled. Bibi Dong didn't seem to use all his strength. In other words, there is something suppressing her and limiting her ability to display her strength.

Who cares about her, isn't it better for herself if she can't use her full strength?

"I don't know what method you used, but a Soul Saint is actually as powerful as a Titled Douluo. However, this method must come at the cost of your life force. When the time comes, you will definitely die!"

Bibi Dong also saw that Tang Fan's strength was gradually weakening, his movements were becoming slower and slower, and even his seven orifices were bleeding outwards, so he was confident to conclude!

"Of course I know, but killing you in the last period is enough!"

With a sword to deflect Bibi Dong's attack, Tang Fan absorbed all the blood and light around him into his body. From far away, you can hear Tang Fan's strong heartbeat!

Bang, bang, bang!

His heart beat faster and faster, and the blood patterns on Tang Fan's body suddenly lit up, and a powerful and hot power continued to emanate from the Emperor's Sword.

His eyes were suddenly scarlet red, Tang Fan shouted angrily, and at the same time, he swung a powerful sword energy and slashed at Bibi Dong!

"One sword, Shura!"

The sword energy kept approaching at the speed of light, carrying strong mental pressure, and locked onto Bibi Dong.

Hu Liena and Xieyue behind them felt a sudden sharp pain in their heads, especially Hu Liena! After being baptized in the city of killing, she quickly imagined that the road to hell was like a sea of ​​blood and blood roaring with thousands of demons!

This kind of mental pain is at least ten times more powerful than the killing blood sea!

Bibi Dong's face wasn't very good either. If she had managed to survive this blow, she would definitely be seriously injured! But when she glanced at Hu Liena behind her, she still chose to face the blow head-on.

boom!

A huge explosion shook the sky, and Tang Fan no longer had the strength to hold the Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand. With a clang, the Heavenly Emperor Sword fell to the ground.

After the smoke dispersed, Bibi Dong's condition wasn't very good either. Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, his abdomen was severely injured by the sword energy, and he couldn't use any soul power in his body.

"Sure enough, I still...failed to...kill...kill you!"

Tang Fan uttered this sentence unwillingly, and then his vision went dark, and his whole body fell straight down.

Xiao Wu, brother is useless, I can’t avenge you!

A tear flashed across the corner of his eye, and Tang Fan fainted with regret. The promise he made to Xiao Wu - he would kill whoever wanted to kill her, could no longer be fulfilled. . .