Douluo: My mother is the time traveler

Six figures flew from the southern sky, and the tyrannical soul power fluctuations gathered together, as if they had the power to destroy the world.

The six people immediately fought against the evil Buddha, but the combined efforts of the six people only delayed the opponent's progress for a moment.

Thousands of families have inherited it for thousands of years, the angelic spirit is unparalleled in the world, and all the spirit masters in the world have left the spirit hall.

Such a behemoth was defeated by the Xue family and the Dai family in the battle back then, and could only take a back seat in the competition in the Central Plains.

The two empires have been established for more than 10,000 years, and the Wuhun Palace and the Enshrinement Hall have been controlled by thousands of families for more than 10,000 years.

Among them, there is no shortage of wolfish ambitions like Qiandaoliu, but behemoths like the two empires always make them hesitate and find it difficult to take action.

As far as the Tiandou Empire is concerned, in addition to the human legion that is more than ten times the number of soul masters in the entire continent, the empire composed of soul masters suppresses the mountains and chases the second army of the sea.

The empire has too many methods hidden under the water. It is a huge country that has ruled half of the continent for more than 10,000 years. No one dares to underestimate it.

When Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng rushed to the front of the hall, they saw their father, Emperor Xue Ye, the leader of the Dou Empire today, sitting cross-legged on the stone steps in front of the hall.

"Second brother, fourth brother wishes you well."

Xue Beng narrowed his eyes and said hello to the current prince with long silver hair. His tone sounded very sincere.

It's just that Xue Qinghe was lazy and didn't even want to be perfunctory. He just said hum and ignored him.

Xue Qinghe was dressed in casual clothes, exuding a dusty temperament.

The fourth brother, Xue Beng, is always dressed in fine clothes. His clothes are extremely luxurious, with gold and jade buttons, and his body is very noble.

The eldest brother was left, and the third child was much more ordinary. The two looked at each other and stood beside the two brothers without saying a word.

Here you can see Tiandou City below, which is now in a disaster, with a sea of ​​fire raging into the sky.

Under the night, the eyes of several people were reflected in red, and in their ears were cries that could be heard reaching the horizon.

"This, this..."

The boss couldn't speak clearly as he looked down at the formerly prosperous Tiandou City, the royal city that their empire was proud of, facing a sudden disaster.

As if that evil Buddha entered a deserted place, no matter how many people came to stop it, they would all break into a pile like bubbles.

Countless black smoke turned into monks and massacred people in the city. The Buddha struck the key with his hand, and the indescribable destructive power crushed everything away.

Even the six titled Douluo who suddenly appeared could at most delay the opponent's progress a little.

At night under the flames of the sky, countless people in Tiandou City were crying and running for their lives. Even the people sitting in front of the palace could hear it.

Several princes had panic and nervousness on their faces, and some even had their bodies trembling.

There were several internal guards standing in front of the palace to protect him, imperial guards, and some eunuchs with their heads lowered standing beside them.

"Here we come, just sit down."

Emperor Xueye was still fearless in the face of danger at this time, looking at the victims below with a calm expression.

No one knew what he was thinking, but they saw a sword lying across his legs while he was sitting cross-legged.

Xue Qinghe didn't understand what his father meant, but he was the prince, so naturally he would not disobey his father and sat next to Emperor Xue Ye.

The fourth prince Xue Beng chose the other side, and the remaining two good brothers, the eldest and the third, saw the two great masters sitting down and quickly sat over.

The five fathers and sons sat on the steps in front of the temple, looking at the fire below.

They have so many questions, but they don't know where to start.

"Tonight, don't talk about what's there and what's not. How long has it been since we, father and son, sat here and talked like this?"

This sentence has too much meaning.

After fighting in the palace for so many years, several princes smelled something unusual.

Even the boss and the third child on the side were thinking about it.

Emperor Xue Ye was not a loving father who could get along with his son, but an emperor who kept a straight face all day long.

"I don't know how long it has been since my father and fourth brother chatted about family affairs, but after my mother and concubine were given poisonous wine by my father, I probably haven't come to talk."

At this time, Xue Qinghe felt that he dared to say anything. The eunuchs and guards on the side were sweating coldly, and even the other brothers froze.

In other words, it deserves to be called Xueqinghe.

He was such a guy who always spoke straightforwardly. Xue Beng next to him gave him an incomprehensible look and began to think about it as well.

Just as he was about to speak, Emperor Xueye was not angry and said calmly: "You still hate me?"

"I hate my mother-in-law for her kindness and weak means."

"So, your methods are not weak?"

"Hey, you see, I have obtained the crown prince's position. Do you think my eldest brother dares to say anything?"

The boss on the side smiled and waved his hands, and everyone was shocked by the conversation between father and son.

Xue Beng clenched his fists, feeling that he would have no chance to interrupt if this continued.

Moreover, weren't Xue Qinghe and his father at odds with each other? The tense atmosphere in the past seemed to have melted away today.

But how could anyone in the Emperor's family talk in such a manner, without being conciliatory at all, which made it difficult for him to raise his flag.

"Father, aren't we running away?" Xue Qinghe asked carelessly.

Then Emperor Xue Ye raised his sword and slapped his head with the scabbard, making a clanging sound.

Xue Qinghe held his head and shrank to the side. The current prince of the East Palace looked like a country boy and behaved like one.

"avalanche."

When the fourth prince saw that he was being mentioned, he quickly responded.

"My son is here."

"Do you want to be emperor?"

Everyone present except Xue Qinghe was shocked, and Xue Beng looked frightened and didn't know how to respond.

"My son, my son...Father, your blessings are as good as the heavens. You should look at this country and the country again..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Emperor Xue Ye.

"It's a pity that I can't pass this country on to you."

The style of painting changed so quickly that Xue Beng didn't even finish his words. He was originally very upset, but now his face froze.

"Poison Douluo, Suppressing Mountain Army, Tingtian Pavilion... your hands are stretched out very long. It seems that the forces behind you are huge and intricate. If it is just a castle in the sky, it would be fine, but bird keepers will also be eyed by birds.

If your abilities and means are not enough to control them, you will be punished by them in turn."

"Perhaps, after ten or twenty years, my father will knock out those disobedient guys for you, and they will be completely under your control, but..."

Everyone saw Emperor Xueye looking at the monsters raging in the city.

The demon wanted to have a clear goal, which was to kill all the way from the city to the imperial city that looked like stars over the moon, and to kill himself and others sitting high in front of the palace.

That monster was so terrifying that it was indescribable.

"But it is a pity that time does not allow my father to see this continent for another twenty years... However, after your second brother takes that position, he will clean up all your gangsters for me."

As early as a quarter of an hour ago, six people flew from the south, six titled Douluo with nine soul rings behind them!

There are actually such a number of Titled Douluo. In the past, they could only be regarded as legends, but now six of them appeared at once!

Those are people from Wuhun Palace!

There are actually six powerful titled Douluo in the Wuhun Palace!

The beautiful woman at night stood barefoot in the air, with a golden ring on her left foot that made a clear sound, and a black soul ring behind her that shone brightly.

Countless spider threads shot down from the sky, temporarily blocking the Buddha's path, and the next second they were broken inch by inch amid the Buddha's sound.

A huge golden crocodile collided with the Buddha, knocking him back half a step, but he was punched by the Buddha and flew hundreds of meters away.

The Qiandaoliu, who was glowing with divine light all over his body, used three pairs of wings to attack him with one move, but he was no more than a single enemy.

Emperor Xue Ye actually smiled, a little contented, but more of a mockery.

Although I don’t know why the people from Wuhun Palace appeared so timely.

At first, I still had the slightest idea that maybe I wouldn't need to pull out the sword today, but now I realized it.

Sendaoliu, the only one in the audience who could stop the evil Buddha, now showed some strength, but it was obvious that he did not use his full strength.

It was like a dull knife. This dull knife was the distance that the evil Buddha walked from the city to the palace.

The other party is waiting for you to express your stance, waiting for you to draw your sword.

The other party wanted to use that evil Buddha to consume his royal sword and consume the sword that had gathered together his national destiny for decades.

From now on, if the other party wants to have plans for the empire, they will no longer be so timid.

Just like he knew that Qian Daoliu, an ambitious guy, had been hiding in Wuhun City all year round, and his strength was unfathomable.

The other party also knew that his sword of royal power, which cost the life of a generation of emperors, was enough to change the color of heaven and earth. It was enough to destroy these thousands of monsters. It was enough to make the golden-eyed black dragon king in the Star Dou Forest dare not take a step out of the forest.

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If it continues any longer, it will only be its own people who will suffer disaster.

The only thing worth celebrating today is that the minions of Wuhun Palace are completely exposed to the eyes of the entire continent.

"Did you see it? Six titled Douluo, this is the Wuhun Palace, this is the Wuhun Palace with great ambition, Xue Qinghe!"

"My son is here."

"I want you to let the following six titled Douluo come down to accompany me within ten years!"

"Respect the will of the Supreme Emperor."

Xue Beng on the side clenched his fists, and the guards and eunuchs on the side were crying with tears streaming down their faces.

But the king of the empire, the emperor who had been sitting on the throne for more than forty years, stood up.

As if he sensed his destiny, the sword still in the scabbard in his hand let out a dragon's roar.

Above the empire, dark clouds stirred, like a storm coming.

But only Emperor Xueye could see it. A golden dragon broke through the clouds and mist, and its eyes stared straight at the evil Buddha in the city.

The blabbering evil Buddha felt the fear deep in his soul, and his anger and ignorance turned into joy.

With this sword cut down, the Holy Lord of the Abyss will no longer be afraid of the human kings of the Douluo plane, and will attack the Douluo plane aggressively. As long as they can devour this plane, the Holy Lord will resurrect him, and he will become

The ruler of this plane!

Qian Daoliu also felt something in his heart. He looked at the lofty imperial city and saw the contemporary emperor Xue Ye who was so angry that he was so angry in the sky.

After fighting for so many years, he never expected that the opportunity would come so suddenly, and he would actually force his opponent to use this sword.

As long as the opponent uses this sword to slay the monster that comes from nowhere, and the new king has no time to mobilize the national destiny, the opportunity for their thousands of families will come!

Emperor Xue Ye fumbled with the scabbard with his fingers, thinking deeply, and tightened his grip on the hilt.

I wonder if this sword strike can take away an old guy like Qian Daoliu.

The three of them each have their own thoughts.

The people who were still fleeing below didn't know what was going on, but they saw the evil Buddha looking straight at the imperial city, and the six titled Douluo who descended like gods stopped moving.

The thick clouds in the sky swirled like a whirlpool, seeming to roll higher, and a faint moonlight shone through the center of the whirlpool.

Emperor Xueye saw the golden dragon in the sky having fun, as if he knew his target and couldn't wait to pounce on the evil Buddha in the city.

As long as he pulls out the sword in his hand, even a god will fall into the hands of the human king who co-owns hundreds of millions of people in this empire!

Human beings are weak, but they can become gods by gathering people's faith.

The human kingdom is like a fragile captive place in front of the demon empire, but a sword that gathers the national destiny of the entire empire can cut down the gods in the sky.

That was the sword of humankind cutting into the world—the sword of royal power.

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In Shrek Academy, which sheltered hundreds of fleeing civilians, Liu Erlong comforted two little girls who were hugging one of his thighs, and punched a monk into a ball of black mist.

"Flanders, take them to the academy!"

"What do you want to do?"

"You're too weak to defend. I'll go out and blow up all those bald heads!"

The two girls holding her thighs on both sides were shivering.

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Running outside the imperial city, six soul rings lit up behind a certain beautiful woman who was rescuing the civilians. Countless white feathers shot through the swarming monks and led a group of civilians towards a safe place.

Suddenly, she raised her head and saw a woman who looked somewhat similar to herself in the air, looking at her with her arms crossed.

"Mother, why are you here?" Qian Renxue asked in surprise.

Bibi Dong looked at the somewhat embarrassed Qian Renxue and the large number of people fleeing behind him, and frowned slightly:

"Follow me, these people ask them to seek refuge in the imperial city."

Qian Renxue was just about to shake her head and refuse, but was caught by a wave of hands, holding her tightly like a doll and carrying her away.

She couldn't struggle, so she had no choice but to shout to the crowd below who kept begging her for help:

"You guys run to the Imperial City first. The imperial guards have already opened the gate to the Imperial City!"

At this time, the safest place besides the Imperial City is the Soul Master Academy.

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The Five Element Soul Master Academy was very close. A young man was galloping in the wind with four soul rings floating behind him. He killed eight monks in an instant with a dozen swords and rushed out quickly.

"You're crazy, Feng Xiaotian, come back quickly!" a teacher from the school roared behind him.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to find Huo Wu!"

Although the other party should be relatively safe in the academy, at this time, it is a good opportunity for the hero to save the beauty.

Maybe Feng Xiaotian, the god of heaven, came to him at this time, and Huo Wu finally discovered his magical power and fell in love with him wholeheartedly?

Feng Xiaotian showed an uninhibited smile on his face, whipped up a strong wind and disappeared into the night.

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"Thunder Dragon Claw!"

The street was illuminated by a white light, as if it had suddenly entered daylight.

A monk with the strength of the Soul Sect was pierced by a huge dragon claw from the back and dispersed into smoke.

After the smoke dissipated, a petite blue-haired girl nodded to Yu Tianheng expressionlessly, and then walked to Dugu Yan behind Yu Tianheng with trembling legs.

"The boss is awesome!"

Yufeng behind him had an exaggerated expression, looking around in the sky to see if any enemies were approaching.

Dugu Yan patted Ye Lingling on the back, comforting the little girl who was expressionless but trembling with fear.

"Okay, who told you to tell me that the medicine from the drug store has arrived so late at night? If you want to go out to buy medicine, we have to come to save you. If you were a little late, you, the little lamb, would be torn to pieces."

Yu Tianheng's face was wary and he looked around.

"Yufeng, which way to go?"

"Here, here, there are a few more big heads coming over."

"Quickly leave!" As the captain, Yu Tianheng directed everyone to leave quickly.

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At this time, in front of the palace hall, the sword in Emperor Xueye's hand had been half drawn out.

He felt that his vitality was constantly passing away, and the golden dragon in the sky became more concrete and more powerful.

Using the life of his generation of emperors as a guide, he can lead the fate of the country for forty years with one sword!

All the people around him started crying, looking at the king standing in front of everyone.

Even Xue Qinghe, who had always been heartless, had tears in his eyes. Looking at his father's back, he realized for the first time how majestic his father's back was.

The people in the whole city seemed to hear the dragon's roar. Qiandaoliu and the evil Buddha had evil intentions, but they were all burning in their hearts.

Cut it down with this sword urgently!

"Crying and crying, no matter how decent you are, you are still not the king of Tiandou!"

"Father..." Xue Qinghe murmured.

"Today my father will teach you the last lesson..." Xue Ye pulled out the sword three-quarters of the way. His black hair turned white and his skin became extremely dry.

"The emperor guards the country, and the king dies in the country. This world was conquered by my Xue family. More than ten thousand years have passed, and my Xue family... can still go out to kill the enemy!"

Countless clouds were circling and flying in the sky, and the apocalyptic scene could be seen even outside Tiandou City.

Xue Ye raised his head and saw the golden dragon moving from nothingness to reality. The mighty dragon body seemed to be the best feedback to his constantly draining life force.

"My Xue family can still kill enemies!"

The veins on Emperor Xueye's forehead bulged, and he was just about to pull out the last quarter of the sword from the scabbard...

A young man appeared next to me out of nowhere!

Everyone around was shocked when they saw a young man with white hair and white clothes suddenly appearing next to Emperor Xue Ye.

The young man's face was somewhat unclear, his whole body exuded a soft white light, his loose silver hair was dancing in the light, and he had an immortal-like temperament.

He held down Xue Ye's hand that pulled out the royal sword, preventing him from continuing to draw the sword.

The golden dragon in the sky paused, and the whirlpool in the air gradually dissipated. Qian Daoliu and the Talking Evil Buddha looked at the front of the imperial city hall at the same time, and found a silver-haired boy they had never seen before standing in front of Emperor Xue Ye.

"Okay, put the sword back in."

Jade Linzhi said calmly.

Chapter 119: Royal Sword (Two in One Five Thousand Chapters)