Chapter 515: The Blood River God-killing Formation, the all-out attack of the abyss!

The blood light that shot straight into the sky from the Far North almost covered half of the continent, and this scene was naturally noticed by the strong men of the Blood God Camp.

Ten minutes ago, in a dark room somewhere in the Spirit Pagoda headquarters.

“Ghost Emperor, you still have the nerve to send me a message! At that time, you promised that you would let Fu Ye and Shrek Academy be buried in the God-killing Soul Guide shells!”

Qiangu Dongfeng became furious when he saw that it was the Ghost Emperor who called him through the soul guide communicator.

You know, if he hadn't handled the matter cleanly, then their Qiangu family might have been caught up in this incident and become eternal sinners in history books!
"Hehehe Qiangu Dongfeng, those were all transactions between us that were consensual, and one of the two God-killing-level fixed-type soul-guided artillery shells was obtained by you through your connections."

"But you are really cruel. You actually dealt with those who knew about these things before we took action."

The Ghost Emperor's voice was full of mockery, and Qiangu Dongfeng was so angry that he jumped to his feet after hearing his words.

"Tell me, what are you communicating with me for this time?"

Qiangu Dongfeng knew very well that he was courting disaster, but the momentum of Shrek Academy was too strong now, and the Federation had become a coward. Many war gods of the Temple of War, and even the temple master Chen Xinjie, had suffered psychological trauma from the crazy woman Cai Yue'er.

Although there are three Douluo in their Qiangu family now, they are definitely not able to compete with Shrek Academy!

"Hehehe, you will know soon. What you need to consider now is whether or not to cooperate with us. There are not many opportunities and time waits for no one."

"And I can tell you that this time, even Fu Ye, the Dragon God Douluo, will not be able to stop us. The world is ours. As long as you are willing to stand up and ask your Spirit Pagoda to submit to our Holy Spirit Church, then I think the progress should be faster."

The Ghost Emperor's voice was still full of mockery, and cracks instantly appeared on the communicator in Qiangu Dongfeng's hand.

"Ghost Emperor, what on earth did you do?! Considering that we have worked together once before, you should at least tell me what happened first so that we can be prepared."

However, after hearing Qiangu Dongfeng's words, the Ghost Emperor's smile became even more presumptuous.

"Hehe, that's not necessary. It doesn't really matter whether you are here or not. I just wanted to help you out because of our friendship back then. But now it seems like you are rejecting me."

Without waiting for Qiangu Dongfeng to reply, the Ghost Emperor crushed the communicator in his hand.

"Asshole! Asshole!! What on earth does the Holy Spirit Church want to do? What on earth is this asshole going to do!!"

Because he had worked with the Ghost Emperor before, he knew very well how cruel this guy was.

The Holy Spirit Church has one emperor, two emperors and four heavenly kings, and only the Ghost Emperor is the real person in charge. The Demon Emperor has never appeared in front of anyone.

In the far north, the Ghost Emperor hung up the soul guide communication, his face full of madness.

Behind him was a huge deep pit, emitting a faint purple light.

Soon a bloody figure appeared behind him.

"Ghost Emperor." The bloody figure looked very respectful.

"Blood Demon, has the Demon Emperor awakened now?" The cold voice echoed all around, and hearing the bloody figure, one could not help but shudder.

"The Demon Emperor has woken up. She asked me to invite you over."

Tang Aotian, who was in the far north and was still greedily devouring the god-level power of the abyss plane, slowly opened his eyes, but the lingering aura around him at this time seemed a little wrong.

[Name: Tang Aotian

Age: twenty-two years old

Martial Soul: Second Generation Golden Nether Dragon

Soul Power: Level 99 Ultimate Douluo (Quasi-God) Battle Armor: Three-Character Battle Armor

Forging level: Level 8 Saint Craftsman
Bloodline: Human, Spirit of the Abyss]

"I never thought that one day I would be the one being set up, but it doesn't matter. Let's see who will be the winner in the end."

A morbid smile appeared at the corner of Tang Aotian's mouth. He knew very well that all his strength was intentionally instilled into him by the Saint Lord of the Abyss in order to occupy his body and come to the continent.

But the other party wanted to devour him, but he also wanted to devour the other party!

With the help of the system, he did not think he would lose to the Saint Lord of the Abyss.

On the other side, in the Southern Legion, among the Angel Family.

A young man with a weird appearance, blood-red pupils, three pairs of blood-red wings, and blood-red vines surrounding his body was greedily sucking the blood of Angel Douluo Le Zhengen.

"Who are you and why do you know about our angel clan?"

At this moment, Le Zhengen looked at the young man in front of him with despair on his face. The young man was strangling his neck and constantly devouring the remaining angel blood in his body as well as his own cultivation, and his body was covered in blood.

"Hehe, you're asking me why I know the secret of your angel clan that only the head of the family knows, right?"

Having said this, he leaned close to Le Zhengen's ear and said, "Mortals like you are only fit to be used as food for us gods."

"Crack!"

Without any hesitation, the strange young man strangled Le Zhengen's neck.

At this point, the blood and energy essence of everyone in the Angel Family were completely devoured silently.

Just as he was about to leave the Angel Family and prepare to massacre the Southern Legion, he looked back and saw Le Zhengyu, who was hiding in the corner and trembling all over.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect there would be a fish that slipped through the net."

However, just as he started to slaughter here, he didn't know that Fu Ye was watching the scenes happening in front of him from a God's perspective.

But he saw an identity information appear in front of him.

[Name: Tang San
Age: twenty-two years old

First Martial Spirit: Bloody Blue Silver Grass
Second Martial Soul: Blood Angel Hammer
Soul Power: Peak Level 98 Super Douluo

Battle armor: three-character battle armor

Forging: Level 8 Saint Craftsman
Bloodline: Human

After reading Tang San's introduction and then Tang Aotian's introduction, Fu Ye just wanted to say that he was truly worthy of being a time traveler and Tang Buddha, as he was really ruthless and quick in his actions.

Tang Aotian used the power of the abyss to quickly increase his level, but he knew very well that he was also being watched by the Saint Lord of the Abyss. The rich power of the abyss in his body was forcibly injected into his body by the Saint Lord of the Abyss.

Tang San, on the other hand, used the backup plan he had left on the angel lineage, and eventually devoured all the members of the Angel Family in the Southern Legion, achieving the peak realm of Super Douluo at level 98.

"Tsk, things are gradually becoming interesting. Tang San, Tang Aotian and the Demon King, let's find a time to let the three of them fight each other, and whoever survives in the end will be slapped to death."

+(End of this chapter)