Douluo's death sickle

"Little ghost, what are your plans next?" The ghost leaned against a big tree, eating the soul beast meat that had just been roasted.

In his opinion, this place is not suitable for long-term living.

As long as the Wuhun Palace sends a few titled Douluo, or Bibi Dong comes in person, they will have no choice but to be buried here.

This is not the Pope's Palace, and those people don't care about the impact the war will have on the surrounding environment.

"The City of Killing." Xue Yu has his own idea. Not just anyone can enter the City of Killing. Treating it as your base camp is the most ideal place.

Of course, the current killing city still needs to be baptized.

"The City of Killing..." Gui Mei had naturally heard of this place, but it made him hesitate. It was said that even titled Douluo would be suppressed there and unable to use soul skills.

Then if he, the Titled Douluo, passes away, wouldn't it mean that he is nothing anymore?

"I need you to help me find Can Meng Shi Nian."

Xue Yu can only do the purge of the Killing City by himself. He is the God of Death, and only he can use his soul skills there.

As for Ghost and the others, they have other things to do.

He had always taken good care of Xue Yu back then, but now that he was being hunted by Wuhun Palace and the Empire, he naturally couldn't ignore him. Handing him over to Gui Mei should be able to ensure his safety.

"Zhuqing, you and Xingfeng go back to the Star Dou Forest and inform Aunt Rou that if possible, let them go to the Killing City together."

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing nodded. She could certainly do this little thing.

"Let's go now." It would be a long night and many dreams, and Xue Yu didn't want to delay any longer.

"Be careful..." Xue Yu looked at Zhu Zhuqing intently. There were some words that he couldn't say, and in the end he just said these four words.

"Boss, you can rest assured that my sister-in-law will be taken care of by me!" Xingfeng flapped his wings and was so excited that he could finally go home. He missed his wife so much.

"Well..." He was very happy to feel the other party's concern. Even if it was just a few words, a warm current flowed through Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

"Kid, don't you care about me for a moment?" The ghost glanced at Xue Yu and Zhu Zhuqing in amusement. Are these two guys spreading dog food?

Xueyu glanced at Gui Mei and said nothing. The latter just shrugged and was used to it.

"Little demon..." Calling the little demon, Xue Yu took her away towards the direction of the killing city.

"Uncle Ghost, let's meet in the Killing City." Zhu Zhuqing was in a good mood, with a smile on his face.

"You should call me teacher."

"Okay, old ghost, let's go!" The fishy wind was not used to him, and his body grew larger, carrying Zhu Zhuqing, and flew high into the sky.

"Sigh... One by one, if I had known it was so troublesome, I might as well have been an elder in Wuhun Hall..." Gui Mei turned around and looked around. He liked this Death Valley very much and didn't know when he could come back to see it again.

On the afternoon when Xue Yu and others left the Valley of Death, a team of soul masters came in a mighty manner.

The leader is the Seventh Priest of Wuhun Palace, Demon-Conquering Douluo. Following him are the three elders of Wuhun Palace, with the same strength of titled Douluo.

The Wuhun Palace dispatched four Titled Douluo, plus several Soul Douluo and a dozen Soul Saints, with the purpose of leveling the valley where Xue Yu was hiding and completely eradicating this demon who was causing harm to the world.

However, this hundred-man soul master army encountered suddenly resurrected corpses on the periphery, thousands of them in number, and with the attribute of being indestructible, causing them to suffer heavy losses.

After finally breaking through the blockade of the living dead, he came to the inner poisonous circle, and encountered a more powerful sniper attack from the living dead.

After paying the price again, when they came to the valley, they were attacked by the Titled Douluo Living Dead.

Porcupine Douluo Qixue, the elder of the Spirit Hall.

Even though the power of the resurrected blood stabbing was limited, the desperate attack still caused everyone in Wuhun Hall to suffer a big loss, especially the poison, which killed several soul saints on the spot.

In the end, the self-exploding stabbing blood leveled the mountain to the ground, and the valley was also destroyed in the fierce battle.

What depresses everyone in Wuhun Hall is that they lost a lot of high-end combat power without even seeing Xue Yu's hair.

This time, I will definitely be punished by Bibi Dong.

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On the other side, Tang San, who recognized his aunt, finally decided to go back to the Haotian Sect. He had no power in his hands and wanted to establish the Tang Sect. It was simply a wishful thinking, but with the Haotian Sect, it was different.

He can completely rely on the support of Haotian Sect and Qibao Glazed Sect to establish the Tang Sect.

But before that, he must show his value, and for the sect, value is his own strength and the benefits he can bring.

For example, Tang Sect’s hidden weapon!

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Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City, after many years, Dai Mubai once again stepped into this homeland.

Everything seemed so friendly yet strange.

"Haha, I left in despair back then, now it's time to come back strong!"

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince..." Following Dai Mubai was a white-haired old man. As the elder of the Qibao Glazed Sect, his task was very simple. He was to support the man in front of him and become the new Emperor of Xingluo.

"Elder Yu, I'm just sighing." Dai Mubai smiled and glanced at the soldiers guarding the city, "Is there any progress regarding Davis? I want to know how many ministers there are in the court.

Or the forces are behind him."

"Back to the Third Prince, the information has been compiled and will be sent tonight." Elder Yu stood aside respectfully and reported.

"Very good... Then it's time for us to say hello to my brother." Dai Mubai looked domineering and his years of forbearance finally broke out at this moment. He no longer had to fear what was once out of his reach.

Davis.

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To the north of the Tiandou Empire, somewhere in a sparsely populated area, two figures, one large and one small, were settling the dinner issue in an open space.

The older one was dressed in black, with a hood on his head, and a few strands of gray hair hanging out. The firelight swayed, and his face could not be seen clearly.

The younger one is almost 1.5 meters tall. The same attire only reveals a delicate face.

The way master and disciple get along has always been like this, they both don't like to talk, and communication only requires a look or a movement.

Xue Yu has never accepted a disciple, let alone taught one, so he has taught a girl who was supposed to be innocent and romantic to be as cold and murderous as he is now.

Sometimes, looking at the little demon, he is like looking in the mirror.

"If it weren't for you, teacher, I would have died long ago. For me, now is the best life..."

This is what Xiaoyao said to Xue Yu back then.

Yes, in such a world, being able to live your own way is already the best life.

Not far away, a group of ten people set up a fire a hundred meters away from the two of them. Judging from their attire, they should be bounty hunters. As for whether they came here for Xue Yu and the other two, it was unknown.

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