Douluo's My Name Naruto

Chapter 233 The Birth of a 10-Year Soul Ring ([-])

On the official road, the Tiandou Empire team that had been hit hard walked unsteadily, and the one that suffered the most was the Royal Knights.Nearly half of the elite soldiers died in this attack.

And their corpses could only be hastily buried in the valley.

Everyone wasted three days in the valley, and Xue Qinghe performed all the responsibilities as the prince.They sent people around to deliver letters, and after receiving the warrant from Emperor Xue Ye, they mobilized many soldiers from surrounding towns.Transport the equipment of the fallen knights back and replenish the number of guards for this trip.

Everyone was in a very low mood. Some of them lost their teachers, some watched their close teammates die in front of their eyes, and some survived by luck, but they couldn't calm down in their hearts.

Apart from the missing Taolong, there was no other casualty in Shrek Academy.

In the chaos, Liutai broke into Xue Qinghe's carriage very cleverly, and then huddled there obediently, motionless, successfully avoiding all assassinations.

Xue Qinghe was startled, when he was planning a strategy, six big men broke in, his guards almost thought they were here to assassinate the crown prince of his country.

Afterwards, Xue Qinghe asked suspiciously, but Taida just evaded and panicked, and then returned to Flender.

"Father, do you really have no news about Xiaolong?" Ning Rongrong pulled Ning Fengzhi, and this was the first time he asked the same question.

Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly, "He fought against people from Wuhundian, and your grandpa Jian and I also showed you the scene. Judging from the traces, the first group of people were killed by Xiaolong instead of succeeding. But Heyue Guan Tong's Ghost Douluo didn't leave any clues."

"Ghost's behavior style is somewhat similar to that of your Grandpa Bone. They are both extremely weird, I'm afraid."

"Impossible!" Xiao Wu shouted resolutely again, "Brother Xiaolong will never die! Even a Titled Douluo will never die!"

Shouting words, but tears flowed down her cheeks, leaving behind disappointingly.

Xiao Wu couldn't bear it anymore, buried her head in Tang San's arms, and began to cry.

"Don't worry, it's just like what you said. Brother Xiaolong, everything will be fine." Tang San's tone was firm, but he still had no idea in his heart.After facing Title Douluo head-on, he realized that all the methods were like a joke.

After all, Dugu Bo is the only Titled Douluo who plays poison in this world, and there is no other person who is willing to let go of his soul skills and come to compete with him in poisoning skills.

"Brother Xiaolong, don't die." Tang San raised his head and murmured.

"I'm so tired." At this time, Taolong had already maintained the same movement at the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, and hadn't moved for several days and nights.

"Ao Yin!" The familiar cry of a cow sounded, and the pale-backed bone-corroded cow, which was originally tied firmly by Ganmu, kept shaking its tail with a sad and angry voice.

Under the infusion of the huge yin and yang escape chakra, the cultivation of the Cangbei Bone Erosion Bull advanced very quickly, breaking through one after another in just a few days.He even woke up from the illusion of Sharingan, but sadly found that his limbs were out of his control, and the tail of the cow was too short. The only skill that could cause damage to Taolong was spit.

Even the horns were gone. At that moment, the Cang-backed Bone-Erosion Bull lost the confidence to continue to survive.

But the huge hatred in his heart and the empty soul power kept him from dying.

"What annoyance!" As soon as Sharingan opened, it kicked hard, and the bull's head tilted, in exchange for a moment of peace.

Tao Long took a deep breath. Now, even with Sharingan, it only takes an hour or two to work, and then the cow will bark again.

In perception, the Cangbei Bone Erosion Bull is already approaching the level of Title Douluo's level of strength, and the energy obtained from the ghost has also been infused with more than half, and in three days, success or failure will be revealed!
I just don't know how the situation is at Xiaosan's place, there is only one Chrysanthemum Pass left, so nothing should happen.

In Wuhun City, a man and a woman are confronting each other in the Pope's Palace, which symbolizes the supreme dominance.

The woman is tall and well proportioned.Wearing a luxurious black robe with golden patterns, the purple gold crown on his head is particularly attractive, and he holds a scepter in his hand.

The skin is fair, and the face is extremely beautiful. Just looking at it makes people feel blasphemous and just want to kneel and lick.

Bibi Dong!The contemporary pope, the owner of twin martial souls, the most noble woman on the continent.

The master was emotional, his eyes were red, and he yelled like a mad dog, just as he was about to touch the woman with his hands before rushing forward.Bibi Dong slapped the scepter, and the invisible fluctuation of soul power pushed him more than ten meters away.

The pain of the buttocks landing on the ground made the master wake up all of a sudden, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly got up.

And at this moment, there was a light knock on the door.

"Your Majesty the Pope, the Elder has something to ask for an audience!"

Bibi Dong frowned, and looked at Grandmaster, "You go, your disciple, it seems that you escaped by luck. From now on, we will not meet again."

Grandmaster paused for a moment, then became ecstatic. Looking at the resolute Bibi Dong, thousands of words still turned into one sentence:
"Bibi Dong, this is the last time I'll call you. Since you sent someone to attack Tang San, let's end our remaining friendship."

He opened the door abruptly and strode away.

Yueguan watched the master walk away with a cold face, an uncontrollable killing intent appeared in her heart.How dare a little soul master dare to be so arrogant in front of the Pope, and still have the cheek to declare war?

Extremely shameless.He thought that if it wasn't for the mercy of the Pope, he would be able to walk out alive?
"Come in." Bibi Dong calmed down, and her flat voice reached Yueguan's ears.

Yueguan calmed down and walked into the hall.

"The task has not been completed?" Bibi Dong sat back in her seat and looked at Yueguan who was saluting.

"Yes, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo and Sword Douluo Wangchen, and Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, tried to block them. His subordinates had no choice but to retreat, but failed to kill the target."

"What about the other little guy? Has he ever considered the conditions we offered?"

"This..." Yueguan clenched his fists, "At that time, the ghost personally shot to kill the target. However, he never came back, and until now, there is no news."

"Didn't come back?!" Bibi Dong was astonished and stood up abruptly, "How is this possible!"

"This subordinate has a faint feeling." Yue Guan raised his head, but two lines of tears fell to the ground, "Old ghost, he is already dead."

"A Titled Douluo, facing the Soul King, died?!" Bibi Dong was frightened and angry, just about to explode, but seeing Yue Guan's sad expression, she couldn't speak anymore.

In the Wuhun Hall, everyone knows that Yueguan and Guigui are life-and-death friends who accompany each other and possess the Wuhun fusion skill.Bibi Dong was even just a child when they were wandering around together.

This emotion is far beyond the imagination of others.Maybe it's because I didn't get the exact news, so I was lucky.It is already a miracle that Yueguan didn't run away at this time, but was able to come back here to report the news to himself.

(End of this chapter)