The title of Douluo, Whitebeard, shatters the godhead

In the dark forest between Sotuo City and Jialingguan Fortress.

A group of soul masters from the Wuhun branch are paddling in search of traces of Shui Yue. Although this group of soul masters don't know the latter's appearance, they know how to cause turmoil in Soto City and destroy the Notting Wuhun branch. The culprit of the temple is none other than him.

It was precisely because of this that they were just playing around and had no intention of chasing Shui Yue.

"Dema, I didn't even see that kid's figure. Are you paddle monsters embarrassed?"

At this moment, one of the soul emperors cursed him for being useless.

He had even hunted down Soul Saint and Soul Douluo, but he had never felt so speechless.

He's just a little kid, is he really that powerful?

He doesn't believe in this evil.

Walking with him, there was also a soul saint wearing a black cloak that covered his entire face.

The Soul Saint frowned, suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and said: "You know a hammer, have you ever seen any kid who can fight like that with a titled Douluo? Who knows how weird that kid is? powerful?"

Hearing this, the Soul Emperor became even more upset: "Huh, strong? How strong can he be? The problem is that no matter how strong he is, you have to fight him to know it; it's obvious that he should be running away like a lost dog, so why does it look like this? Are we afraid of him?"

"Besides, we accepted the order from Bishop Salas, how could we not do something?"

Soul Saint snorted disdainfully and said: "Humph~ You are noble and awesome. If you are not afraid, just go find him. No one will take the credit from you."

"Haha, you really think I don't dare? If I find him, it will be easy if I don't break his legs." The Soul Emperor put on an expression of disbelief, as if the world was under his feet.

"Ok?"

But just when the voice of the Soul Emperor man fell, the cloaked Soul Saint suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed in one direction, his lips slightly opened, as if he had discovered something.

"What's wrong? What did you find?"

After hearing what Soul Saint said, the Soul Emperor couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Soul Saint was stunned. Although his face was covered by the cloak, his eyes were still full of shock and disbelief.

"What's going on? Tell me quickly?" the Soul Emperor couldn't help but urge.

"Look at the front, what's there?"

"Where?" The Soul Emperor looked in the direction of the Soul Saint's finger, but he only saw an open space with a diameter of a hundred feet in the middle of a dense and dark forest.

The most terrifying thing was that the open space was completely bare, except for a large black stick that was so small that it was almost invisible.

"A big black stick, what the hell?" Seeing this scene, the Soul Emperor man also vaguely noticed something, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"This, how is this possible?" The Soul Saint murmured to himself in disbelief, and subconsciously swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

The Soul Emperor man finally became a little scared and said in a whisper: "Wasn't it all a forest before? How come it turned into an open space out of thin air, with a big black stick stuck in it?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart. For a moment, his scalp was numb and his whole body was cold: "No, if you want to die, you have to escape."

The next second, his body's instinctive reaction was to turn around and run away.

Seeing this, the soul emperor male immediately sneered: "Where is the Resurrection Saint? He was scared away by a big black stick. He has no future?"

After all, labor and management are also dignified soul emperors. Am I afraid of a bird?

Even in Wuhundian headquarters, labor and management cannot be cowardly, and they will never be cowardly in this life.

And just when he hesitated, the space in front of him suddenly collapsed.

The next moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, followed by a whooshing sound of the big black stick rising from the ground, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound.

Just when it broke away from the ground, the earth rumbled and trembled, and countless gaps suddenly opened.

In an instant, countless terrifying cracks opened in the earth and spread out, spreading to a thousand meters away in an instant, covering a hundred miles in radius. Magma was constantly spraying out of those cracks, and the heat was simply suffocating.

When the Soul Emperor Man saw this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes full of horror.

What is this?

How could there be such a strange scene?

At this moment, a violent shock force suddenly came from the front, the sky shook, and the entire space shook violently.

At this moment, the soul emperor man's heart started beating violently, his face turned pale, and his forehead was sweating.

This...what exactly is going on?

How could it have such terrifying power?

Just when he was panicking, he suddenly found that the big black rod shrouded in a faint white halo was flying towards him. At this moment, his mind went blank, and his whole heart seemed to have stopped beating. He stood stunned. He stayed where he was, not daring to move.

All he could see was the big black stick.

The big black stick suddenly stopped in the air, and then under his dumbfounded gaze, it slowly fell into the hands of a young man who suddenly appeared, with a small silver dragon flapping its wings beside it.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't notice it at all.

The unrecognizable young man who appeared in front of him was none other than Shui Yue.

Shuiyue grinned, gestured to the Soul Emperor man with the big black stick in his hand, and said, "I heard that you want to break my legs?"

The Soul Emperor man trembled, shook his head quickly, and said: "No, no, no, I didn't, it was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"Really? Then what are you here for?" Shuiyue shook the big black stick in his hand and said.

There was a look of fear on the face of the Soul Emperor man, and he didn't know why. Just looking at the frail-looking young man in front of him sent a chill down his spine, and he had already forgotten his previous heroic words.

He said tremblingly: "Well, I'm just here to make soy sauce."

In response, Shuiyue also smiled and stretched out her hand towards the Soul Emperor man.

In an instant, the Soul Emperor man felt restrained by an invisible force, and his body flew towards Shuiyue uncontrollably.

Terrified, Soul Emperor man

He desperately resisted the inexplicable force, but no matter how he resisted, this powerful force still bound him tightly.

Just as his body flew a few meters ahead, Shuiyue suddenly thrust down the big black stick held tightly in his right hand.

He immediately inserted it into the body of the Soul Emperor man and suddenly fell down.

Boom~~

With a loud noise, a huge sinkhole was smashed directly below, and the Soul Emperor man was paralyzed in the center of the sinkhole, fixed tightly by the big black rod.

The water moon slowly descended from the sky and landed in front of the dying Soul Emperor man, looking down at him with a condescending gaze.

The Soul Emperor man raised his head feebly and looked at Shuiyue with pleading eyes: "I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please let me go! Please forgive me!"

Shuiyue who heard this also smiled slightly, squatted down, glanced at the poor guy in front of him, and said coldly:

"Tell me, who sent you here?"