Douluo: Mr. Six of the Qibao Glazed Sect

Chapter 309 Death of Yu Xiaogang

As the eight titled Douluo lit up their most powerful ninth soul rings one by one, terrifying energy of various colors suddenly enveloped Bibi Dong's clone.

The violent attack lasted for a full quarter of an hour. The smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and a huge bowl-shaped pit with a diameter of several hundred meters and a depth of tens of meters slowly appeared in front of everyone.

The bottom of the pit was filled with green smoke, but there was no trace of Bibi Dong's clone.

In the huge prison of sin, Tang San discovered that Bibi Dong's clone was dead, and immediately understood that the situation was over.

The evil god's power and price burst out in his body, forcing him to break free from Bo Saixi's control.

"I, Tang San, have recorded today's shame. We will have a long future."

Putting down his harsh words, Tang San didn't dare to wait any longer. Taking advantage of Bo Saixi's soul skill to backfire, he waved his hand to release the prison of sin, turned around and fled far away.

As for the spirit masters below, as well as those companions who were as close as a family, Dai Mubai, Hu Liena and others were all abandoned by Tang San at this time.

Doing something you know you can't do is not his 'pure and pure Tang Sanshao' style. At worst, he will just avenge them in the future.

At the same time, in the Rakshasa camp far away on the frontline battlefield, Bibi Dong suddenly opened her eyes, with an extremely rare look of panic on her face: "Failed? Failed?"

Yu Xiaogang quickly came to Bibi Dong's side: "Dong'er, what's wrong? Did Xiaosan and the others succeed?"

Bibi Dong shook her head: "I, I don't know, my clone was defeated."

Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt dizzy, and the bright world suddenly turned dark in his eyes.

"No, no, mistress, mistress will be fine."

"He has been recognized by the gods. He will eventually become the only god in the world. He will be fine."

"My research, my theory, everything I have needs him to prove it."

"Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and rescue Xiao San, you must rescue Xiao San."

Bibi Dong slumped on the seat with a lonely look, and said sadly: "It's too late, that old guy Chen Xin won't let me leave easily."

"We can only wait here, waiting for the good and bad news."

"No." Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up with a light of extreme resentment: "Fuck the wait, I put everything on Xiao San, and if he dies, I will definitely commit suicide in front of you. "

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang walked out without looking back.

A trace of panic flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and she stepped forward to grab Yu Xiaogang: "Xiao Gang, you..."

"Don't call me Xiaogang." Yu Xiaogang shook off Bibi Dong's hand and barked helplessly: "Bibi Dong, either you find a way to rescue my mistress, or you wait for me to commit suicide in front of you."

Like a heartless beast, Yu Xiaogang barked at Bibi Dong threateningly a few times, then turned around and left with firm steps.

Bibi Dong staggered back, her steps unsteady, and she fell down on her lonely throne.

"Xiao Gang, after so many years, is your heart made of thousands of years of ice?"

Yu Xiaogang's footsteps paused, and he stepped forward firmly again without looking back: "Either you find a way to rescue Xiaosan for me, or you wait for me to commit suicide in front of you."

Watching the bright light at the door gradually disappear, the last door in Bibi Dong's heart quietly closed.

Pain, heart-exploding pain, loneliness, and the cold darkness gradually swallowed her up.

Bibi Dong didn't struggle, she just let herself sink into the darkness with a calm expression.

At this moment, Bibi Dong finally understood what she needed to pursue throughout her life.

Mountains will fall if you rely on others, and people will run if you rely on others. If you place yourself on others, you will only receive endless pain. Only by placing yourself on the pursuit of strength can you see the true beauty in the world. "Men? None of them are good."

Black gradually filled Bibi Dong's eyes, and a black light shot out of her eyes.

"Uh~"

Severe pain came from his chest, making Yu Xiaogang's eyes widen in disbelief, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the large transparent hole in his left chest and heart.

Blood overflowed from Yu Xiaogang's mouth, and his body slowly fell to the ground softly.

With only level 29 soul power, he had no ability to leave his last words at the moment his heart was penetrated.

Perhaps this was Bibi Dong's last bit of tenderness for him, as she didn't want him to die in too much pain.

Looking at everything in front of him quietly, clear tears slowly flowed from Bibi Dong's expressionless black pupils.

Bibi Dong just stared blankly, not knowing what she was thinking about, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Deep love and deep hatred, at this moment, Bibi Dong's last weakness was crushed by her own hands.

"Xiaogang, Na'er, Xiaosan, don't worry, I will avenge you."

Endless evil energy began to rush towards Bibi Dong crazily. Dark clouds covered the sky and the earth, violent thunder continued to roll in the clouds, and a huge barrier covering nearly half of the frontline battlefield slowly took shape.

Feeling this shocking change, Sword Douluo rose into the sky and stood in the sky.

"Trouble!"

"The entire army retreats and holds Jialing Pass!!"

Giving up half of the country and holding on to the danger is the only decision that Sword Douluo can make at this time.

For no other reason than because Bibi Dong has now understood the most critical point and has begun to inherit the position of Rakshasa.

On the coastline of the Rakshasa Empire, Bibi Dong's clone was destroyed, Tang San escaped, and with Bo Saixi, Bone Douluo and other titled Douluo there, the war between nearly ten thousand soul masters quickly subsided.

More than 2000 soul master troops of the Rakshasa Empire were killed in the battle, and more than 2000 were lightly or seriously injured. Only less than a thousand were lucky enough to become prisoners intact.

Among them, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan and other golden generation members were also among them. Only Phantom stood quietly beside Zhu Zhuqing.

The sea soul masters that Bo Saixi brought from Poseidon Island also suffered a lot of casualties in this battle, with more than 1000 dead and almost all of them injured.

It seems that only those who are not afraid of death will not really die. With no way out, the sea soul masters burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit in this battle, so they were able to inflict a 1:2 battle loss despite being ambushed.

The battle below has ended, and the Slaughter King who is entangled with Shen Jianxin above also wants to retreat.

But when Tang San set up the big formation before, the Slaughter King was so entangled that Shen Jianxin was unable to rescue him. Now that the situation has reversed, how could the furious Shen Jianxin let the Slaughter King go so easily?

"Damn old bat, today is the day you die!"

The eighth soul ring on Shen Jianxin's expression lit up, and endless blood filled the sky.

Seeing this familiar scene, the fear in the Slaughter King's heart began to amplify infinitely.

Although he knew that Shen Jianxin's move couldn't really kill him, there was no problem in splitting him in half.

At this time, there is not enough blood food for him to supplement. Being severely injured means that it is difficult to escape, and the only thing that will follow is death.

"The eighth soul skill: Shura·Continuous Flash!"

(End of this chapter)