Chapter 395 Tang Chen wakes up

One month passed in a blink of an eye, the soul hunting plan was fully prepared, and the top management of Wuhun Palace took full action and entered into high-speed operation.

As for defeating the Qibao Glazed Sect, it was even more effortless. The Qibao Glazed Sect now only has two Titled Douluo, Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gurong. How can they stop the footsteps of Wuhun Palace? After all, the Titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace are far behind both in quantity and quality. higher than the latter.

The purpose of this operation is to completely wipe out the Qibao Glazed Sect without leaving any future troubles. Moreover, the Qibao Glazed Sect is one of the top three sects, and its wealth is as rich as any country. Of course, such a treasure mountain must be put to good use, and it is perfect to use it to develop the Wuhun Palace.

The Soul Hunting Plan troops were divided into two groups to attack the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, led by Man Yao. With her super Douluo strength and the assistance of the other five titled Douluo, there would be no surprise in destroying the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

The other group, led by Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, went to the headquarters of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. In the past two years, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family has been unsettled, and there is a faint tendency to lose control. Yuluo Mian has used the large amount of resources of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family to break through the Titled Douluo, and is likely to return to the upper three sects.

Since the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family is disobedient, there is no need to exist anymore.

For this soul hunting operation, the top management of Wuhun Palace worked together to formulate all details and staffing to the extreme, making everything flawless.

Qian Daoliu still stayed in his worship hall, looking at the huge angel statue devoutly, as if this was all he had.

A person will get bored if he stays in one place all the time, and so does Qian Daoliu, but he has nothing else to do. Wuhun Palace is getting stronger and stronger under the governance of Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong, and everything is in order. , he couldn't help, so he could only stay in the worship hall to retire.

"Ji'er, why are you free to come to the worship hall today?" Qian Daoliu said with a trace of doubt in his eyes as he looked at Qian Xunji who walked into the worship hall.

"Father, aren't you bored staying in this worship hall every day? How about I take you out for a walk." Qian Xunji said.

"No, it's fine for me to just stay here in the enshrinement hall." Qian Daoliu shook his head and refused.

Although it is a bit boring in this worship hall, it is better than leisure. Raising flowers and planting grass is usually very leisurely. Who knows if Qian Xunji asked him to go out to find something to do. He didn't want to work so hard when he was old.

Qian Xunji couldn't tell what Qian Daoliu was thinking. He shook his head and laughed: "Father, I didn't ask you to go out to ask you to do something. Do you want to see Tang Chen?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes were startled, "Tang Chen? Do you know his whereabouts?"

If there is anything else that could arouse Qian Daoliu's interest now, it would probably be Tang Chen and Bo Saixi. They were rivals in the early years and were invincible in the world. They had not seen each other for many years since they parted ways.

If possible, he would like to compete with Tang Chen again to see who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Of course I know. He is now in the killing city and has become a puppet. His body has been taken over by the blood-red nine-headed bat king," Qian Xunji said slowly.

Now that some things have fallen into place, it's time to solve them, otherwise it will be a hassle to keep them.

"I didn't expect that he would end up like this." Qian Daoliu said with a sigh in his tone.

"Okay, then let's go out and meet this old friend of mine. I haven't seen him for many years. I don't know if he still recognizes me." A smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's face and he slowly said to Qian Xunji.

The two set off immediately, and with their current state, they arrived at the Killing City in a short time.

The King of Slaughter in the Slaughter City naturally felt it. Two powerful auras came to the Slaughter City, exuding a terrifying pressure that made people's hearts tremble.

"King of Slaughter, come out!"

<divclass="contentadv">A vast and majestic voice came down like thunder from the sky, exuding a compelling momentum.

A thick layer of killing aura suddenly spread, and then a thick red mist swept away, and the King of Slaughter slowly appeared.

"Who are you? Why are you disturbing my peace?" The King of Slaughter, or the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King asked.

He was tall, wearing a blood-colored robe and a cape with a stand-up collar. His face was pale, and there were many strange magic patterns on his body. He looked like a sword. On his back, a pair of huge blood-red wings spread out, filled with a sense of evil.

Qian Daoliu frowned, took a step forward, and stared at the King of Slaughter. Suddenly, he murmured: "Sure enough, he was parasitized by someone. I didn't expect it, Tang Chen."

Hearing the name Tang Chen, the blood-red nine-headed bat king finally changed his expression. The name of this body is indeed Tang Chen. Its cultivation level is level ninety-nine. It is extremely tyrannical. If it weren't for the help of the master, he might not be able to do it. Parasitism is successful.

"I wonder what you two want from me?" the King of Slaughter said cautiously. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the strength of these two people was much higher than his, especially the aura on the young man's body that was as deep as the sea and the abyss. Unpredictable, it seems like one look can kill him.

"You, get out of his body immediately." Qian Xunji ordered, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"This" the King of Slaughter looked hesitant. It would be too contemptuous to ask him to come out with just one sentence.

"Ji'er, needless to say, it's just a small spirit beast. It's not enough to start a big fight. As long as it is destroyed, Tang Chen will naturally regain his consciousness." Qian Daoliu said calmly while standing with his hands behind his hands.

Qian Xunji saw this and stopped moving, leaving the rest to Qian Daoliu.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with golden light, and the Seraph Martial Spirit emerged from behind Qian Daoliu, and an awe-inspiring aura full of sacredness enveloped the space.

Qian Daoliu, who was at the peak of level ninety-nine, slashed at the King of Slaughter with his sword, very decisively and without hesitation.

The King of Slaughter was shocked. He didn't expect Qian Daoliu to be so ungrateful in martial arts and would hit him whenever he asked without even saying hello.

Feeling the huge pressure coming from Qian Daoliu, the King of Slaughter roared angrily and raised his hands on both sides of his body. Circles of bloody halo rippled from his body. The powerful blood light was not only filled with corrosive aura , also possesses a special energy fluctuation.

The killing field spread out instantly, and the smell of blood hit your face, making you sick.

Qian Daoliu frowned, and the Angel Domain instantly expanded from top to bottom, occupying thousands of meters of space around it, constantly purifying everything around it.

The current strength of the Slaughter King is only level ninety-eight, because it is the body of a parasitic Tang Chen and cannot exert Tang Chen's full power, so naturally it cannot be an opponent of Qian Daoliu. What's more, angel martial spirits are naturally capable of restraining various evil spirits. Under the sword of Qiandaoliu, the killing king will naturally not be able to take any advantage.

There was just a puff sound, and a gash was opened in the body of the Slaughter King. Blood flowed profusely, and his breath became sluggish.

Just when Qian Daoliu was about to continue attacking, the Slaughter King's eyes suddenly lit up. His eyes were black, extremely deep black, and his face seemed to have changed to a certain extent, although it was still in the middle. He looked like a young man, but he had become much more handsome. All the evilness disappeared instantly. The black hair on the back of his head stood there as calm as a mountain.

He carefully looked at everything that happened in front of him and noticed the extremely sacred aura in the air, "Qian Daoliu"