Douluo: Go to the Full Level at the Start

The way of sacrifice, once opened, cannot be reversed.

But the old man's gestures actually pulled Yunjun's soul power to restrain himself and stop offering sacrifices.

This kind of ability is something that Su Mutian and even the Holy King Xieyan couldn't understand and couldn't possess.

However, the old man's strong appearance made Su Mutian feel at ease a lot.

One word awakens the dreamer.

Hearing the familiar Canggu voice, Mr. Yun opened his eyes, and felt a healing power flowing from his body.

"Old man..."

Jun Yun's white and wrinkled lips parted slightly, his expression was so impressive that he couldn't believe it, he whispered softly, the voice was as weak as a mosquito buzzing:

"You are so strong..."

It turns out that I have always been a clown.

Jun Yun smiled wryly, feeling even more desolate in his heart.

That old man who was stolen from his own fairy grass and beaten away by himself, that old man who is not ashamed and like a bum, his real strength is actually above that of a demigod!

"Yundian, you, just give up like this?"

It was still the face that Jun Yun hated, but at the moment he couldn't hate it anymore.

Jun Yun straightened his stooped body and stood up.

"With my strength, I failed to fight against it."

Jun Yun turned to look at Su Mutian, and said helplessly: "The only thing I can do is sacrifice my soul core that has been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, and put my hope on him, maybe I can try to fight."

"It's a pity, old man, I don't allow it!"

The old man in Fucheng said indifferently, with a wave of his long sleeve, he actually dispelled the sky that had become like a dark day because of Lord Yun, the dark clouds were instantly eliminated, and the sun suddenly shone.

"Old man, I have used many of your rare treasures for more than a hundred years, so naturally I can't watch you seek your own death."

"After all, old man, I am so kind."

Fucheng looked at Xiemou Shengwang and said: "Tiger Palace, this person, I, the old man, will save it!"

When Su Mutian was shocked by Fucheng's strength, he almost vomited.

Fucheng old man, shameless!

Based on Su Mutian's calculations, he did not expect Fucheng to come to save people. After all, this dead old man is shameless and selfish, and he really shouldn't do such a thing.

Secondly, if the old man in Fucheng hadn't thrown the blood tea leaves into the treasury of the Star Luo Empire, Jun Yun would never have been born and would have lived on Yinghong Cliff forever.

If you look at it this way, in essence, Fucheng has cheated Mr. Yun.

Therefore, saving people in Fucheng is not considered a kindness at all, it is just a repayment.

However, the Holy King Xieyan is a quasi-god-level existence.

Su Mutian half-closed his eyes, because the old man in Fucheng possesses the strength above a demigod, if he exerts all his power, it is not impossible to fight against the evil eye saint king.

However, it was beyond Su Mutian's expectation.

The evil-eyed holy king actually gave in!

It's an exaggeration, it actually gave in to that old man!

"Long time no see, old friend."

The huge body of the evil-eyed white tiger is close to the skinny body of Fucheng. Although it is not as tall as Mount Tai, it is much taller than ordinary people.

It is opposite to Fucheng, and Fucheng is staggering, weaker than the calf of the evil eye saint king.

Jump up to hit it on the knee.

The evil-eyed holy king's breath was hot, and it was revealed on the face of the old man in Fucheng, raising his old white hair that was almost dead.

Fucheng said indifferently: "Perhaps, if you go back to sleep again, I will already be dead."

The evil-eyed holy king leaned closer and stared: "You, you will not die!"

"Then who's to say, old man, I can only enjoy myself in time, and have as much fun as I want."

One person, one tiger, one old and one strong, in the conversation, it is not difficult to see that Fucheng and Xieyan Shengwang have known each other for a long time.

And their relationship is extremely delicate.

At this time, Su Mutian manipulated Agur's avatar to get close to Jun Yun, returned the space ring to him, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? I can't do this sensational thing. You should go and play with the little deer girl yourself, can you still fly?" ?”

When the situation was out of his control, Mr. Yun put all his hopes on him. From this, it can be seen that at least, in his heart, he is a person worthy of entrustment.

"It's a pity. If I were Cao Cao, I would really give you another knife. I will take care of your wife and children." Su Mutian complained secretly in his heart.

Mr. Yun was a little embarrassed, who would have thought that he was ready to sacrifice, but in the end the old man saved him.

"Thank you."

Jun Yun's voice was a little choked up when he saw the space ring: "Although there are injuries, I can barely fight."

"Um……"

Su Mutian nodded, stunned in his heart. It must be that Fucheng's soul skills have a certain healing effect, but he has never seen the old man's martial soul in Fucheng.

"This old man, how strong should he be?"

Su Mutian had no choice but to re-examine Fucheng. Now he dared to assert that this little old man was the first person under the gods he had seen so far when he came to Douluo Continent!

Except for God, he almost felt that no soul master could reach his level.

Including Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen!

"Let's go."

Su Mutian patted Jun Yun's shoulder and said, Jun Yun took a look at the slender hands on his shoulders... It's the first time someone has been so close to him... It feels strange and strange, which makes him a little embarrassed .

"And you?"

Jun Yun raised his head and asked. He could feel that this person's strength was by no means inferior to his own, but he didn't know where his upper limit was. Quasi-god should already be a realm that human beings cannot compete with.

Because, one step further, that is God, an existence that can only be looked up to.

"I...maybe I have to avoid the edge."

Su Mutian said lightly, even his demigod soul power is far inferior to that quasi-god's power.

Unless there is divine power to bless, otherwise, it is really difficult to defeat.

"Let's go together!"

"You go first. The little deer girl is still waiting for you at the Fucheng Inn. There are mostly villains in the dark area. Now that the old man from Fucheng has also come to Xingluo City, maybe she will meet some young people. You go back and take care of her. She also has the right to act as my mother's entrustment to you."

Su Mutian said.

He moved the five-color deer out, perhaps because he felt the pressure from his mother-in-law was too great, so Jun Yun nodded immediately.

"Okay, take care!"

Immediately, Jun Yun waved his eagle feathers, flew directly into the sky, and returned to the dark area of ​​the stars at full speed.

Only then did Su Mutian sigh lightly, and thought, "It's really a murder caused by a bag of blood tea."

Seeing Jun Yun, the chief culprit, leaving, the Holy King of Xieyan turned dark and said coldly: "Old friend, he destroyed the temple of the deity, and let the deity let him go like this, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

It used the power of the white tiger to capture Jun Yun, trying to make him grow another memory, but this force was stopped by Fucheng.

Fucheng's martial spirit is actually a dragon!

A giant dragon more than ten meters long, the whole body of the dragon is yellow and emerald green. The dragon lives in the realm, where there are mountains, water, flowers, plants and trees.

It seems to be the soul of its own domain!

Su Mutian was dumbfounded.

He has seen the so-called No. 1 beast in the mainland, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, but compared to it, Lu Long from Fucheng is just like a father.

I couldn't believe it, such a wretched little old man, his spirit was actually a dragon!

However, there were at least hundreds of people watching this scene, but none of them knew this martial spirit, let alone tell the origin of this martial spirit.

Only, the beast spirit masters with a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to feel a kind of suppression from their blood!

The power of the Fucheng collided with the power of the Xieyan Holy King, and it started to scream immediately, and some low-level soul masters broke in through the seven orifices. After a while, those soul masters began to bleed from the seven orifices. People who reacted to this phenomenon were seriously injured. Light and heavy.

And at the core of the collision, there was a roar of dragon and tiger.

"Tiger Palace, the old man also said that although that guy is not as handsome as the old man when he was young, he is not as talented as the old man, and he is not as good-natured as the old man, but he can't stand him being honest. The old man, I am a good person. We must protect the honest man. people."

Fucheng said lightly, but the unquestionable breath in his tone made the heart of the Xieyan Holy King tremble.

The evil-eyed holy king took a deep look at Fucheng, and said in his heart: If I am determined to kill them, I might not be able to do it, but this old man was not much weaker than himself in middle age. Although he is old now, his comprehension has improved to a higher level.

: If there is a real fight, I am afraid that the Xingluo Palace will not be able to withstand the destruction. I don't care about it, but Dai's ancestors are always kind to me, and they don't have the heart to destroy Dai's foundation.

There is no way, who made this holy tiger so loyal?

"Rarely, there are people you value so much."

The evil-eyed holy king stared.

"Who made him inhuman, there's no way." Fucheng scratched his head and sighed, looking very calm.

"I'm not human!"

Hiss, the Holy King of Xie Mou took a breath, and didn't understand what he meant for a while, but he quickly came back to his senses and realized something in his heart: "Is he a soul beast transformed into a human?"

And he couldn't help being angry: "This kind of mentally retarded, don't know how good it is to be a soul beast, it's ridiculous to eat the inside out!"

"I do as you please, let's go!"

Fucheng waved his sleeves, not taking away a single cloud.

"Mr., you are going in the wrong direction. That is my Xingluo Empress Palace Yuanting."

A civil servant in Xingluo hurriedly walked on the stone road, chasing the calm Fucheng, and reminded loudly.

Fucheng's face froze, he could only look back and scratch his head with an embarrassed smile: "Haha, Xingluo Palace is really big, I don't even know the way, old man, haha."

"Hey, senior, that's the exit."

The civil official thought he was kind enough to point out.

Fucheng: ()

I really thank you!

Fucheng glanced back at the inner harem with nostalgia, and cried in his heart: Xiao Taohong, this time I was tricked by these blind civil servants, let's see you next time!

Immediately, he lingered and left the gate of Xingluo Palace in a desolate manner.

Su Mutian's face twitched, and he knew a lot about Fucheng's behavior in his eyes.

This old color batch!

Just looking at it makes me want to sneak into Xingluo Harem to meet my old lover!

How can there be a master demeanor!

In the previous life, the ceiling-level old masters in the novels were either immortal or chivalrous.

How can this prefecture touch the slightest bit?

This is clearly immoral!

It can be regarded as once again refreshing the lower limit of conduct in Su Mutian's heart for a recluse master.

With the departure of Jun Yun and Fucheng, everyone naturally turned their attention to Su Mutian.

It can be said that it is the target of public criticism, and that is the person who attacked the White Tiger Envoy.

At this time, the Xieyan Holy King healed the white tiger envoy's injuries, but dozed off.

Being disturbed by the old man in Fucheng made him upset, he didn't bother to mess with the Xingluo Royal family anymore, after handing over the matter to the White Tiger Envoy, he went back to the White Tiger Sacred Hall to rest.

Seeing that the matter subsided, Dai Chaoming got the inheritance of the Xieyan Holy King, and Su Mutian also benefited from this battle in the palace.

Before the White Tiger Envoy could react, he flew away quickly, and then changed his outfit before he dared to return to Xingluo Palace.

It's just that the Jade Butterfly Martial Soul can no longer be exposed easily, otherwise it will be recognized immediately.

Dai Chaoming was overjoyed, and was very satisfied and admired the special envoy sent by Wuhundian.

This person not only has a strong soul power, but also has such an easy-to-use mind, it's simply terrifying!

According to Dai Chaoming's speculation, since the Spirit Hall sent Xing Luo to help him, he must not be the strongest person, so how many people as powerful as this special envoy of the Spirit Hall are there?

It's hard to say...

If the Spirit Empire is really so powerful and has kindness to him, the situation between the two countries in the future may become Xingluo's weaker one, paying tribute to the Spirit Empire!

Dai Chaoming looked at the blue sky that had recovered, but in any case, he was the biggest beneficiary this time.

Obtained the power of the white tiger.

This power has already been softened by him by four or five points. Soon, if this white tiger bloodline is fully activated, his cultivation will increase rapidly.

At least, Title Douluo!

This is the inheritance power of the Xieyan Holy King. Judging from the experience of Dai's ancestors, the winner has always been the Xingluo Emperor!

"Ah, it's overturned."

The reversal of qualifications was so quick that Dai Chaoming felt like a dream.

On the other hand, Dai Hao is really a miserable word.

"Your Highness, Second Prince, are you not injured?"

"Your Highness, Second Prince, you are really worried about us!"

"Your Highness, the Second Prince, the old minister has long expected that His Highness has the ability to govern the country and is talented and intelligent. As expected, the old minister really thought of going with the Holy King Zunmian."

All of a sudden, officials from Xingluo came to compliment Dai Chaoming, flatter him, give him treasures, praise him...there was an endless stream of them, it was absolutely different from the previous ones who were neglected by the court, it was a world of difference.

Except for a few cronies around Dai Hao, they are not as proud as before.

"Congratulations to the second brother, 'Xi' has won the power of the white tiger inheritance."

When Dai Hao came, You Qi pronounced the word Xi very heavily. He was very jealous, but there was nothing he could do.

I can only speak harshly: "But sometimes, a good thing is not necessarily a good thing, who will win, it's not necessarily true, right?"

Dai Chaoming smiled.

On the contrary, some courtiers vying for performance sarcastically said: "Eldest prince, please respect yourself. The second prince follows the will of the Holy King. Once His Majesty wakes up and finds out about this, he will definitely be crowned the Crown Prince of our court, he is the Crown Prince!"

Dai Hao couldn't help showing a self-deprecating smile, hating himself for sticking his face to his cold ass a few days ago, being extremely obsequious.

Seeing that the situation has changed now, and the grass on the wall is falling on both sides in an instant, it is really... ridiculous.

But following this person's speech, all the officials echoed, all the princes who have the power of the white tiger in Xingluo's history are kings!

Unless, this person died before sitting on the throne.

Dai Hao also nodded in public and said: "Of course, it is my Xingluo's great joy for my second brother to get the power of the white tiger, but, the second brother should practice this power well these few days, take good care of his body, lest there will be evil people , who is jealous of my royal family's favorite son, secretly murdered me, if something happens, my brother and I will feel very distressed."

Dai Hao patted Dai Chaoming on the shoulder, speaking kindly~

"Thank you, brother, for your kindness." Dai Zhaoming said calmly.

"Boom boom boom~"

Just at this moment, in the harem, outside the emperor's sleeping hall, there was a sound of drumming.

Immediately afterwards, another voice shouted:

"His Majesty is dead!"

"His Majesty is dead!!"

"His Majesty is dead!!!"

Upon hearing that, the flattering official said with a smile, "Your Highness, Your Majesty has also passed away!"

There is so much joy in these words!

Dead father, even with a congratulatory tone.

Apart from the royal family situation, I am afraid there is no other family.

Dai Chaoming and Dai Hao also had dark lines on their faces. Even though it is not a good thing for the old and immortal emperor to hang his life, death is indeed an opportunity to officially establish a new emperor.

But you don't have to be so happy, do you?

After all, they are still their fathers, and they are connected by blood.

"Drag it down and cut it."

Dai Hao said lightly, and the general personally executed it, which shows the importance of power.