Douluo: Wuhun Tushan Susu, random red thread

Chapter 94: Similar Flowers? City of Killing!
Poseidon sat on the throne in the Temple of Poseidon.
His gaze penetrated through layers of water waves, as if to see through time and space.

Qian Renxue's face appeared in his mind.

The face that was strikingly similar to the former Angel God made him feel complicated.

His expression was changeable, just like the changing wind and clouds on the sea.

Qian Renxue's angelic armor might be able to deceive other people, but in the eyes of the Sea God, it was just a veil.

The reconnaissance power of the divine center can see through everything.

"Is it you? Are you dead or not?"

The sea god murmured in a low voice, his voice echoing in the empty hall with a barely perceptible tremor.

The emergence of a new angel god successor,

It brought back his unbearable past!
"Whether it is true or not, she cannot be allowed to appear in the God Realm!"

Poseidon's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and a trace of determination flashed through his heart.

He couldn't take any chances.
What if the previous angel god made some changes in the succession of the throne?
Aren't all the things he did exposed?

Poseidon's divine consciousness quietly descended on Poseidon Island without alarming anyone.

The trident divine pattern on his forehead suddenly emitted a blue light, cutting through time and space.

In a flash, it disappeared into the angel statue far away in the Wuhun City's worship hall.

After completing its mission, this divine thought instantly turned into nothingness and completely dissipated.

Poseidon exhaled softly.

He looked carefully towards the palaces in the deepest part of the divine realm, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no movement at all.

But when he thought of the price he had to pay for it, his heart ached again.

"How hateful! The power of faith accumulated over a hundred years was exhausted in one day. But it's worth it to prevent future troubles!"

Poseidon muttered to himself, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.

By monitoring the world,
Poseidon inspected Douluo Continent again.

After all, it was the main source of his faith, and the Asura God seemed to look down on Douluo's faith.

Maybe I can make some plans myself.

"Hey, this kid is not bad, twin martial spirits, um, no, triple martial spirits! No, that doesn't look like a martial spirit and it feels familiar."

Poseidon looked at Tang San who was practicing cross-legged and murmured in a low voice.

"What a pity! If I had discovered it earlier, I would have passed the throne to you. Now."

Now he is highly valued by the Shura God. He can get whatever he wants in the God Realm and is living a comfortable life!
How could I be so depressed?

However, Poseidon probably never dreamed that

His every move was exposed to the surveillance of Shura God.

The God Shura was well aware of Poseidon's little movements, and even secretly helped him cover up when he controlled his divine consciousness to go down to the world.

"Humph, an idiot is an idiot!"

Asura God smiled contemptuously and focused his attention on the God Realm. The two great God Kings went out, and the other two did not care about worldly affairs.

No one noticed that the origin of the divine world was shifting and the seal of the Golden Dragon King was weakening.
Before Lin Jiuxuan and others returned to Tiandou City, the news about Tang Chen's death was spreading like wildfire.

When the news reached Haotian Sect, it immediately caused a sensation.

After nearly a year of searching, they did not receive any news about Tang Chen, and many people were secretly wondering if something had happened.

And now, this news has undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall of Haotian Sect was extremely tense.

The sect’s top leaders were talking about this. Some were angry, some were unbelieving, some were excited, and some were filled with worry.

"Fallen? That's nonsense! Those are just lies from the people of the Tiandou Empire!"

An elder slammed the table angrily, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, that's Haotian Douluo! The most powerful Titled Douluo!"

Another elder echoed.

"This is shaking the foundation of my Haotian Sect. Let me smash those rumormongers into pieces!"

Tang Xiao sat alone in the first seat. His broken arm had recovered, but his strength was not as good as before.

His prestige also greatly decreased due to his previous mistakes, and he was reduced to a clay Buddha.

The current person in charge of the sect is the second elder Tang Mian.

"Everyone, now is not the time to act rashly. Our Haotian Sect is seriously injured and our old leader Tang Chen is missing. We should unite as one, keep a low profile and stay dormant! Together we will resist the foreign enemies!"

The second elder, Tang Mian, paused with his cane and said in a deep voice.

"Master, what do you think?"

Tang Mian's turbid eyes were fixed on Tang Xiao who was standing beside him.

"Well, the Second Elder is right!"

Tang Xiao said dejectedly, knowing that the other party was trying to seize power, he could do nothing about it.

Tang Long, who was sitting behind him, clenched his fists so tightly that it seemed as if he could crush the air.
The self-blame and shame in his heart were like a sharp knife, constantly cutting into his self-esteem.

If it weren't for my mistake in the Soul Master Competition,
The reputation of the Haotian Sect will not be damaged, and Uncle Tang Xiao’s situation will not be so difficult.

"The Sect Master is clear about the principles. Third Brother, you should arrange for the disciples to intensify their training and be on guard against the Spirit Hall at all times. Be prepared."

Tang Mian's voice echoed in the meeting hall.

After he took over the power, he immediately began to deploy.
Although he was unwilling to believe that Tang Chen had fallen, deep down he had already prepared for the worst.

The same is true for the other elders.
It's just the stubbornness in my heart that keeps me going.

"Old Five, continue to lead people to secretly patrol the whereabouts of the old sect master."

Tang Mian continued to issue orders.

"Old Six"

Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex.

After receiving the news, Yu Yuanzhen didn't say much, but just sighed.

A legend will eventually fall, but what about yourself?

Fortunately, Yu Tianheng's cultivation speed far exceeded his expectations, which gave him hope, so he began to work hard and become a successful person.

After Xue Ye got the news, he did nothing but arranged Xue Ke to Tiandou College.

The Xingluo Empire, on the other hand, intentionally or unintentionally drew a line between itself and the Haotian Sect.

They had smelled the scent of war, but the war they expected did not happen.
At this moment, the Spirit Hall has already sent out all its elite troops, and only the priests of the Worship Hall are still holding on.

"Just perished like this? Poseidon. Alas!"

The information Qian Daoliu obtained was written by Qian Renxue herself.

The entire incident was restored exactly.

Others may still have some hesitations about Tang Chen's death.
But he was very sure that even Poseidon was alarmed, so what was there to hesitate about?
"Then, big brother, should we go out?"

The Lion Douluo was eager to try, and the others were also looking forward to it.

"Xiaoxue, the Divine Test is the most important thing. Let Bibi Dong handle these matters!!"

"In the absence of certainty about Sea God Island, protecting the Spirit Hall is our top priority!"

Qian Daoliu said in a deep voice that this matter concerned Qian Renxue's becoming a god and there could be no room for any carelessness.

At this moment, Bibi Dong had already entered the City of Slaughter with her beloved disciple and was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world.

On this day, the heavily guarded Killing City welcomed two strangers in black robes.

Their figures looked particularly mysterious under the bloody sunlight.

"Stop, this is the important place of Spirit Hall, leave immediately!"

The golden-armored guard on duty, holding a long spear, shouted sternly.

Their eyes were alert and sharp like a falcon's as they scanned the two uninvited guests.

"Heh! Since when did the City of Slaughter become the territory of your Spirit Hall?"

The man in black robe chuckled, his hoarse voice sounded like a demon from hell, making people shudder.

There was a hint of disdain and provocation in his voice.

“How dare you! How can you interfere in the affairs of Spirit Hall?” The leading golden-armored guard scolded the visitor when he saw that he had bad intentions.

His long spear gleamed coldly in the sunlight, as if ready to attack at any time.

"You're a lackey of the Spirit Hall! You're looking for death! Daddy let me do it!"

After Tang Hao's exaggerated smear campaign, Tang San, who already hated and was dissatisfied with the Spirit Hall, hated it even more.

Under Tang Hao's instigation, he resolutely left his beloved Dai Lao Hu and Hao Cai Mei, just to increase his strength and for revenge.

As for Xiao Wu, she had no choice but to disappear.

Those who stay on the periphery are not powerful soul masters.

Tang San's figure was like a ghost, moving among the golden-armored guards, and every move he made was filled with deadly murderous intent.

Tang San solved it in no time.

"Let's go!" Tang Hao didn't even look at the Spirit Hall guards who died tragically, and directly took Tang San into the Slaughter City.

In his opinion, Tang San's killing skills no longer needed to be tempered.

With him, the God of Killing, leading the way, we will be able to pass through the City of Slaughter and obtain the God of Killing's territory in less than half a year.

Then, by helping him obtain a set of soul bones, he will be able to rise quickly.

As for why the Spirit Hall appeared in the City of Slaughter and what they were planning, he didn't care at all.

In the City of Slaughter, they couldn't even use their soul skills. They were just lambs delivered to the door. It was just right to vent their anger on them.
"The winner of this match: Fox Demon! Number of wins: 90"

The shabby messenger's voice announced,

Her clear voice echoed above the killing field, like a gust of cold wind blowing across the silent battlefield.

On the killing field, corpses were scattered all over the ground and blood flowed like a river.
The fallen ones around them have lost their former arrogance and madness.
They were as obedient as lambs to be slaughtered, trembling all over as they looked at the devil-like girl in the field.

Their eyes occasionally turned to the platform,

Sitting there was Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, and a group of elders behind her.

"Go on!" Bibi Dong's voice was cold and firm. She sat high up on the VIP podium, with a group of elders behind her, frowning and trying hard to suppress their nausea.

Unlike them, Bibi Dongzhou did not feel any discomfort. Instead, she somewhat enjoyed this bloody and dirty place.

After she led a group of Spirit Hall elders into the Slaughter City,

The so-called King of Killing was not found.

Some elders thought that he got the news and fled ahead of time.

But Bibi Dong is more inclined to believe that Tang Chen is the King of Killing.

She came to destroy the City of Slaughter,

But it does not prevent waste recycling. She can first make a Killing God Field for her beloved disciple to play with.

After receiving Bibi Dong's order,

The black-veiled messenger did not dare to hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the next batch of fallen were escorted to the killing ground amid the howling of ghosts and wolves.

"Game start!"

A new killing is taking place again.

Hu Liena's eyes were red from killing.

Like a walking corpse, he had only one thought in his mind: kill!

She had already disappointed her teacher once, and she didn't want to disappoint her teacher a second time.

This is her last chance!
"Ah~ Devil! Witch!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Kill, follow me to kill this witch!"

The screams, pleas for mercy, and shouts of the fallen intertwined into a mournful symphony above the killing field.

"Your Holiness, will this have an impact on the Saint's mind?" Ling Yuan Douluo said reluctantly.

"True gold needs to be refined by fire, but as long as I'm here, it's okay!"

Bibi Dong said indifferently.

She also possesses the domain of the God of Death, and can suppress and sort out Hu Liena's murderous intent.

Even if there are any accidents, she still has the power of Rakshasa, so she doesn't have to worry.

"Well, what's going on out there?"

Sensing some unusual movement outside, Bibi Dong asked.

"this?"

A group of elders looked at each other.
Not only were they unable to use their soul skills, but even their mental strength was suppressed.

I can't even notice what's going on too far away.

"Go out and take a look!"

Bibi Dong's voice carried an unquestionable command.
Her eyes were like sharp blades, pointing directly at a Slayer.

"As you command, Lord Killer God!"

There was a hint of fear in the Killer's voice that was hard to conceal.

His body trembled slightly, but he did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately turned around and walked to the outside.

however,
He had just taken a few steps when a strong murderous aura swept over him.

A man in black robe and a young man have already rushed into the inner circle.

When Tang Hao saw Bibi Dong on the platform, his pupils suddenly shrank. He obviously did not expect that she would be the leader this time.

A thorny feeling flashed through his mind.

It's all my fault for killing too hastily.
Forgot to leave anyone alive.

"Xiao San, go!" Tang Hao said in a deep voice, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Dad, they can't use spirit skills, what are we afraid of?" Tang San asked doubtfully, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Others can't, but she can! Listen to me and go!"

Tang Hao's voice became more urgent. He knew how powerful Bibi Dong was and that they could not deal with her easily.

"Leave? You killed so many people from my Spirit Hall, and you still want to leave?"

Bibi Dong's voice was cold. She stood up suddenly, her face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

"You must be Tang Hao!"

There was a hint of amusement in Bibi Dong's voice. She didn't know Tang Hao, but she had seen Tang San's portrait in the intelligence.

"What? Bibi Dong, you still want to keep me?" Tang Hao stepped forward, standing in front of Tang San, his eyes like swords, staring straight at Bibi Dong.

"Even your teacher Qianxunji can't do it, how can you do it?"

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed.

She hated it most when someone mentioned that name.

And now, not only was it mentioned, but she was also compared with it, which was undoubtedly a great insult to her.

"How dare you insult the two popes! Damn you!"

Several elders stood up angrily, and only after releasing their martial spirits did they remember that they were in the City of Slaughter.

Suddenly I was angry and annoyed.

"You step back first!" Bibi Dong's voice was calm and firm. She stretched out her scepter and stopped the elders.

She looked directly at Tang Hao who was holding the Clear Sky Hammer, with fighting spirit flashing in her eyes.

The elders had expressions of shame on their faces, but their eyes were sparkling with excitement and joy.

Bibi Dong's talent and strength are beyond doubt.

But ever since she became a Titled Douluo, no one has ever seen her take action again.

now,

They could finally see His Holiness the Pope take action again.

Moreover, he was fighting against Haotian Douluo who was famous throughout the continent.

How could they not be excited about this?
(End of this chapter)