Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

Everyone immediately understood that these men were gangsters. A large number of gangsters poured into the game hall. These men in black suits were shoulder to shoulder. They were crowded but orderly. No one was trying to get through and no one was holding back. It was like a dense mass of people. Black Death.

At this moment, nearly a hundred vehicles blocked the road in front and behind the arcade. Men with loaded guns or long knives stood in the shadows. No one dared to approach even half a step closer to this famous arcade in Tokyo.

Passers-by fled in all directions, and at the same time they couldn't help but lament that if they offended the underworld, this arcade would be doomed.

A black Hummer off-road vehicle was parked at the front entrance of the game hall. The young master in a long black trench coat stepped out. The wind blew his forehead. He was smoking, and the cigarette butt illuminated his slender eyes.

Two black figures stood next to the young master. One was a crow who looked like a gentle scum, and the other was a burly man wearing a black suit and crocodile leather shoes, codenamed Yaksha. The young master's temperament was completely different from that of crow Yaksha. He was handsome. There is a slight feminine aura, her fair skin has a marble-like texture, and her long black trench coat is also quite elegant. She gives the impression that she is a young teacher from a certain college, and she cannot tell that he is a young underworld master at all.

"Let's go, I want to see which bastard dares to abduct Eri Yi!"

The man in black suit standing guard outside automatically separated a path, and the three of them strode into the game room.

Soon, the young master saw the bastard. To be honest, the bastard’s appearance was not bad. He had the kind of appearance that makes people unable to take their eyes away from him. He was looking at the intruder in black with curiosity. The man had no idea that he was about to be made into a cement pile. Next to him was Eri with her head lowered. She knew that she had made a mistake this time.

"You abducted my sister here, are you ready to become a cement pile?"

The young master stared at the man who walked into Sugi Eri's clothes, his eyes were as clear as swords. He had a pair of awesome evil eyes, and a coward would feel like he had been stung by a scorpion when facing such eyes.

So he rarely looked at people, not wanting the other person to feel uncomfortable because of his eyes, but this time he couldn't help it.

"Concrete pile?"

Ling Bai had heard of cement piles. It was rumored that after the gangsters killed people, they would pour them into cement piles. There were countless human bones hidden in cement piles in Tokyo's high-rise buildings. They still stood silently after death to support this magnificent city. .

"Then it's up to you..."

The next second, those bright and enchanting azure eyes suddenly lit up, and the surging power shot into the young master's mind through his eyes. The young master felt that he couldn't help but lean back and dodge. One glance looks like a demon from hell!

The evil eye instantly collapsed in front of this gaze!

Ling Bai naturally knew that the young master in front of him was a young boy from the Yamamoto family of Sheqi who could call Uesugi Eriki his younger sister, but this did not mean that he could be as arrogant as he pleased.

"Little Lord!"

Crow and Yasha wanted to help Yuan Zhisheng, but Yuan Zhisheng avoided their help and shook his head, and a pair of dazzling golden eyes suddenly appeared.

"You are... a mixed breed!"

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to have such power. Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously regarded Ling Bai as a hybrid, and a very high-level hybrid!

What is the purpose of a hybrid of this level approaching Eri?

He misunderstood.

Ling Bai opened his mouth slightly, but felt that he didn't need to explain himself. Anyway, in the dragon plane, humans with extraordinary power are all hybrids, so being misunderstood is actually a good thing.

Pairs of scorching golden eyes lit up, and all the ordinary people present were "invited" out by the Sheqi Eight Family, so that they could unleash their bloodline unscrupulously!

With his sister still in the opponent's hands, Yuan Zhisheng did not dare to give orders easily, and Ling Bai had no intention of taking the initiative. The two sides fell into a strange confrontation, and the sound of rustling pen suddenly sounded. It was Eri Yi, who was writing furiously. Write something in the notebook.

"Ling Bai, this is my brother, he is a good man."

She first showed Ling Bai what was in the book, then turned the page and looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

"Brother, Ling Bai is a good person."

"Good guy?"

Yuan Zhisheng is no longer an innocent boy who has no experience in the world. He is fully aware of the most extreme evil in the world.

"Let go of Eri, you don't know what she means!"

Against the pressure of those azure eyes, Yuan Zhisheng shouted in a deep voice.

"Playful girls always have to go home, so go ahead."

Looking at the helpless Eri Yi, Ling Bai made a decision for her.

She felt that she had done something wrong and should go back, but she didn't want Ling Bai to face Yuan Zhisheng alone.

Turning back three times, Eriki returned to the Sheqi Hachi family. Ling Bai's behavior also weakened the hostility in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes a little. He said in a slower tone:

"Come back with us. When we confirm your identity and origin, we will let you go."

"I've never had the habit of letting others control my life, so let's forget it. How about you get out of the way and let me forget the blame?"

Ling Bai slowly approached the Sheqi family. Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath. He had not encountered such an arrogant guy in Japan for many years. Even the elites sent by Kassel headquarters did not dare to talk to him like this.

The only option is to take coercive measures!

The ground beneath his feet was cracked, and he rushed towards Ling Bai like a cannonball. The opponent had no weapons in his hands, and Yuan Zhisheng also chose to use his bare hands. This is the pride of the emperor!

"I admit that I can't defeat Odin, but you..."

Ling Bai murmured to himself, as the emperor who inherited the bloodline of King Bai, Yuan Zhisheng's combat power is considered to be the best among humans. The power is gathered in his fists. He wants to test the opponent's strength!

"Om-"

A feeling of weakness suddenly emerged from his body. Yuan Zhisheng fell from mid-air and looked at the equally surprised Ling Bai not far away in shock.

The invisible realm spread around Ling Bai, and a white shadow appeared. As the light spread, the white shadow became more and more solid.

It seems to be a dragon. Yuan Zhisheng can sense the majesty and violence of the white shadow, as well as the pair of golden eyes like lava. Under the gaze of those golden pupils, Yuan Zhisheng's blood is wailing, like When the ministers met the supreme emperor, they could only kneel down and pray.

Not only him, but all the members of the Sheqi Eight Family were frightened by the dragon power of the white phantom. Those with lower bloodline levels unconsciously knelt on their knees, their eyes were dull, and they said something unconsciously.

But there was one exception, Uesugi Eri. She stood there stupidly, looking around, wondering why her brother and her clan members suddenly changed their appearance.

Then she looked at Ling Bai and saw the white shadow, but she only felt close and longing.

"King's Domain!"

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe it. According to records, the King's Domain can temporarily force others to surrender to the releaser, but that is only limited to dragons of the same species and the blood level of the release is far higher than the other party!

In other words, the Ling Bai in front of him had the blood of the White King just like him, and the blood of the White King far surpassed that of the Emperor!

After dissipating the power in his fist, Ling Bai raised his right hand. The ring on his index finger released a dazzling white light. How could he have the realm of kings and the bloodline of King Bai? This was the power of the oracle!

Word Spirit·Oracle, serial number 121, the highest sequence of Word Spirit known to mankind.

The oracle is the white emperor's unique word spirit, and its function is to relieve the black emperor's word spirit, the emperor.

In addition to this main function, it can also resonate with the descendants of dragons who have been given the oracle. In a nutshell:

Oppression to the rebels, gift to the obedient!