Legend of Douluo: Qingyun

On the Tianling Mountains, this battle that was far beyond the imagination and description of the human realm finally ended.But the aftermath of this battle is far from over. The entire southern part of the Tianling Mountains has turned into a sea of ​​fire, and thick smoke can be seen everywhere.

Bahuang Fire Dragon seemed quite satisfied with this.It shook its head and turned twice, and then slowly retracted into the Xuanhuo Jian.

The red glow in the sky began to dissipate, and the Xuanhuojian hit Yuan Wentian like a meteor chasing the moon.

Feeling the astonishing speed and the power contained in it, Yuan Wentian turned pale with fright and subconsciously raised his hand.

"what!"

Yuan Wentian let out a soft cry, and the Xuanhuo Jian was so hot that he could no longer hold it, and he immediately took it out of his hand and fell to the ground.

At this time, Qian Daoliu and others also rushed over, and they couldn't help but swallowed when they saw the situation at the scene!

Is it really possible for humans to achieve such destructive power?

Hu Liena first saw Yuan Wentian half-kneeling on the ground, and she couldn't help but let out a long sigh, her face full of excited joy.

Just before, when she was struggling painfully in the killing field, watching her subordinates fall to death one by one, her heart was filled with despair.When she was desperate, only a figure appeared in her mind. She thought extravagantly that she would be satisfied even if she just saw him again before she died.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, he actually appeared!

Hu Liena never thought that she would meet him again in such a situation. At this time, all she had in her heart was happiness and satisfaction.

Compared with before, he became more heroic and more mature and charming. With every gesture, he stopped the enemy and saved her at the most critical moment.What could be more perfect than this?

Seeing Yuan Wentian dripping with sweat, Hu Liena's heart tightened. She thoughtfully took out a fragrant handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Yuan Wentian's forehead, and asked gently: "Are you okay?"

Yuan Wentian shook his head, looked at Hu Liena with a strange expression and said, "I'm fine, but you..."

Hu Liena immediately discovered that the clothes on her body had been damaged in many places, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. She couldn't help but blush, quickly turned around, and quickly took out a robe from the portable soul guide to cover herself.

Qian Renxue, who was one step late, hesitated to speak, and finally forgot what she wanted to say.

Qian Daoliu was a newcomer, and he clearly saw that his granddaughter's eyes most likely fell on Yuan Wentian inadvertently, and he couldn't help but sigh to himself: My dear granddaughter, it seems you have met your match...

But it’s okay if there’s only one...

Qian Daoliu still has confidence in his granddaughter.

However, he did not intend to interfere too much in this matter. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Let them deal with the affairs of the young ones themselves. His eyes fell directly on the terrible pit.

"Thank you, you saved me." Hu Liena said a little shyly after putting on her coat.

Yuan Wentian smiled indifferently, "Although you and I have different positions, we are still friends after all, so naturally we will not ignore him."

Hu Liena's face was red, and she was poking and poking with her green-white fingers. She was a little at a loss, and she still looked like the saint who usually kills decisively.

Just when she was about to say something, she saw Yuan Wentian making a magic formula.

The originally clear sky turned suddenly cloudy, and large raindrops sparsely fell on the treetops, making a crackling sound.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier, the wind was howling, and the raging fire gradually dimmed, and slowly narrowed the scope of its ravages.

Qian Daoliu and others released their soul power to protect their bodies in order to avoid getting wet, feeling shocked and suspicious in their hearts.

Even a water-type titled Douluo cannot release such a large amount of rain through soul skills. How on earth did this kid do it?

In just a quarter of an hour, the fires in the entire southern part of the Tianling Mountains were basically extinguished except for a few isolated places.

Suddenly, Yuan Wentian noticed something moving in the pit, and his eyes immediately fell on the pit.

Is the King of Slaughter still alive?

This is impossible, right?Under such a terrible attack, how could the King of Slaughter still be alive?

……

The pain of raindrops hitting his cheek made the Slaughter King realize that he was still alive...

The heavy rain hit him so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He struggled to crawl out of the pit. He almost used all his strength to climb half a meter away from himself, panting heavily.

I didn't expect that I would lose so miserably...

But it was precisely because of this tragic defeat that I was able to break free from the prison of losing myself, but it was already too late...

With an exclamation, a ball of golden light rushed down from the rain curtain, and landed next to the Slaughter King, smashing the water on the ground and splashing it everywhere.

The King of Slaughter opened his eyes, and a familiar face of a handsome middle-aged man came into view.

The King of Slaughter wanted to struggle to get up, but found that he no longer had the strength to get up, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After clearly seeing the true face of the King of Slaughter, Qian Daoliu's body trembled suddenly, his mouth opened in an "O" shape in shock, and he said incoherently: "It's really... really you?"

The King of Slaughter smiled bitterly, "I made you... laugh... the old man..."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Wentian and others who were watching were shocked.

Do these two... know each other?

The next moment, the red light in the King of Slaughter's hand subsided, and the heavy sword that landed dozens of feet away seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, came to Tang Chen's body, and then turned into a trace of blood and blended into his body. It gradually disappeared from the palm of my hand.

"Are you wondering why I have such a huge change before and after?" After the Shura Demon Sword integrated into his body, the King of Slaughter seemed to have regained some of his vitality. He stood up and said calmly to Qian Daoliu.

At this time, the King of Slaughter was indeed different from before. Although his whole body was still glowing with blood, his eyes became particularly clear. He stared at Qiandaoliu with deep eyes, revealing thoughts and some complex emotions. .It feels like waking up from a big dream.

His voice has also changed a lot compared to before. It is no longer sharp and evil, and has become old and thick. Although it is a little weak, it still reveals the majesty of an elder.

Qian Daoliu said contemptuously: "After you left her the oath of 'not becoming a god, never coming back', you left. There has been no news over the years. I thought you had either become a god and left, or you were... Where did you die? I didn’t expect you to degenerate into the king of killing in the city of killing. It seems that I overestimated you, Tang Chen!"

The two words "Tang Chen" were like a sledgehammer, hitting the hearts of Yuan Wentian and others who were watching.

The true identity of the King of Slaughter is actually Tang Chen, the previous generation Haotian Douluo and one of the three most peerless Douluo in the contemporary era?

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Sorry, I had to work overtime for the past two days. This is the pain of beating a worker (╥w╥`)