Chapter 1490 Loumo Clan, you all have no chance of survival

Chapter 1490: Lou Demon Tribe, you all don’t even have a chance to survive.

In Wangluo Continent, the sound of killings shook the sky, and the scarlet blood stained everything into the color of purgatory.

The fierce fighting and tragic sacrifices were unable to stop the fighting.

The so-called nine demon clan gods were as vulnerable to Tang Chen as a chicken or a dog.

Until now, there was only one person left, staring at Tang Chen with distorted facial features and breathing heavily.

"Tang Chen, the evaluation of you by various tribes is completely wrong." He growled ferociously.

Is this dangerous growth?

Absolutely wrong!

Tang Chen sneered and said: "So what, as long as you dare to come, I will kill you and become my army."

There was only one person left in the Nine Heavens, but his eyes showed rage and determination, and his whole body was burning with the light of law, and he was blasting towards Tang Chen like a comet hanging from the sky.

He chose to blow himself up and take Tang Chen with him to death!

Ling Bai Lei Yue Gu and the others were even more shocked when they saw this, and quickly returned to the defense to guard their master's side.

Only the black-robed Tang Chen, with an indifferent expression, drew his bow and shot an arrow in one go!

Thunder arrows roared wildly, roaring in the sky, piercing the void at extremely fast speeds, killing the incoming enemies.

Boom!

The violent fluctuations roared across the sky, and the brilliant light of law spread out.

The nine heavens all fell into the hands of Tang Chen and the others.

"You two, be careful." Tang Chen looked at Ling Bai Lei Yuegu and nodded.

The two women said in unison: "Don't worry."

They went after the demon clan.

Tang Chen looked around with cold and serious eyes.

The golden-robed Taoist body was already driving a battleship on the battlefield, and everywhere it passed, the demon clan was unable to resist death.

"Lord Tang Chen..."

At this time, wounded warriors from the Douluo War Clan came and shouted quickly.

Tang Chen frowned, nodded and said, "You tell me."

"Prince Dou was besieged by the Demon Clan to protect us. He is still a strong man from the Lou Demon Clan. Now..." The warrior gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes.

Tang Chen's pupils shrank and he shouted softly: "Where is he!"

"West Mining District!" the soldier replied hurriedly.

Tang Chen looked around, and the current situation was not very clear. He was the only one who was moving, and Tao Shen had to continue killing.

Without thinking too much, he turned into a rainbow and flew across the sky, rushing towards the west mining area.

…

West mining area.

The powerful people such as King Wanlou have already left, and only a few scattered monsters are transporting the resources in the source mine.

"Hehe, what a bullshit Prince, he is vulnerable in front of adults."

"You see he still has his last breath, why don't we go over and kill him."

"Keep your life alive, and you won't live long anyway."

The demon clan sneered again and again, looking at the miserable corpse in the distance, missing arms and legs, and blood was everywhere.

This is Prince Dou, completely opposite to his previous high-spirited appearance. He is desolate and powerless, with only his ant-like breathing still remaining.

There were also a few monsters who walked over specifically, wanting to step on Prince Dou's face and humiliate him severely.

"You are looking for death!"

Then, furious roars resounded, echoing in the minds of this group of monsters.

Tang Chen's face was as cold as ice. Seeing the miserable state of Prince Dou, anger arose in his heart and he stamped the void with his feet.

Ruby-like vines surged from the ground, wrapping all the monsters in them.

[Pi Luo: A direct subordinate of King Wanlou, he once saw Baote secretly communicating with King Wanlou...]

When he saw this message, anger surged in his eyes.

Tang Chen's face did not change at all. Instead, he looked at the dying Prince Dou, with a hint of pain and sadness emerging.

No matter how hard the demon clan struggles, they can't break free from the shackles of the God of Destruction Qingtian Vine.

[Prince Dou: My real name is Metro, the false universe is damaged, the soul is about to collapse, the origin is wiped out, and the bones are almost broken...]

Tang Chen's hands couldn't help but tremble at the information fed back by his true knowledge eyes, and he gently held Prince Dou in his arms.

"I'll take you back." He said softly.

Prince Dou's trembling eyelids opened, and he only had one eye. His blurry vision gradually focused. When he saw Tang Chen, he muttered: "I'm sorry... I lose."

Tang Chen wanted to speak, but Prince Dou raised his five almost-worn fingers and said weakly: "I just saw the strong men of the Lou Demon Clan, and I really want to kill... them!"

"I'm not willing to give up... I still want to continue living and avenge my parents."

"I can't even do this well, I'm so helpless, wuwuwu!"

At the end of the sentence, Prince Dou, who had always been strong, burst into tears and expressed his final request as if he was reflecting on the past.

Tang Chen's nose was sore and he could only watch his friend die. The pain was unspeakable deep in his heart.

He slightly let go of Prince Dou, who sobbed: "Don't let go of me...껩Don't go."

"good."

Tang Chen's voice became hoarse, he hugged Prince Dou tightly and nodded heavily.

He understood that this was because Prince Dou missed his parents. He had lost his father's love and mother's love since he was a child. Before he died, he just wanted to leave in the arms of his friends.

Fill the vacancy in the heart, fill the loneliness in the heart.

The color in Prince Dou's eyes was quickly fading, and he said to himself: "Tang Chen, my name is..."

"Metro, my forever friend." Tang Chen said firmly.

Prince Dou in his arms showed a faint smile. After closing his one eye, there was no sound of breathing anymore.

Tang Chen held Prince Dou's body tightly with trembling hands, and veins on his neck twitched and spread to his face, just like the return of the evil ghost Shura.

He raised his head, his eyes were as fierce as a tiger, and he said fiercely: "Lou Mo Clan, you all don't want to live!"

Boom!

All the monsters trapped in the God-Destroying Sky-Bearing Vine felt terrified that the vine was shrinking, and finally all turned into blood mist and was absorbed.

…

The leader of the Qingluo clan had just fought with a powerful monster. Seeing so many monsters still frantically attacking, he realized that this action was not that simple!

His eyes were red and he shouted: "Bingluo, Huiluo, Nanluo!"

The three tribesmen who were called here are the backbone of the Douluo War Clan, and they looked at the leader fiercely.

"Sacrifice the blood of the clan and call the ancestor!" The leader of the Qingluo clan said in a deep voice.

The four raised their hands, and the blood with a little gold in the scarlet color spread into the void, containing a majestic and powerful power, and was surging strongly.

"The clan is in great trouble, Douxian wakes up, drives out the people, and protects our old and young!"

The low chanting voice has an inexplicable mystery and mystery.

Seeing this, the strong man of the demon clan shouted: "Stop them!"

But it was too late, the runes condensed by Changkong's blood shuttled through the space at a high speed and swept into the ancient hall.

Douxian lingered in the blood runes, his whole body was trembling, his eyes suddenly opened, like two lightning bolts tearing the space apart.

"Bold monster, how dare you touch my people!" Douxian roared angrily.

The roar was louder, like thousands of thunders, rumbling, and echoing throughout the Wangluo Continent.

At this time, King Wan Lou, who was somewhere, heard this and his expression changed slightly. He said in a deep voice: "Everyone retreat, Dou Xian will revive!"