The Unusual Number of Douluo

The magnificent blood mist spread, and the surviving Qinshan sect person looked at all this in a daze, Qin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he screamed, "No!"

Qin Ze is the pillar of the Qin Shanzong and the only titled Douluo-level powerhouse. No one thought he would die like this. Before that, even if it only pushed time forward for a quarter of an hour, no one could have expected the present. Of this ending.

Qin Yun's screams spread in all directions, and also awakened the other Qin Shanzong clerks.

They woke up, looked at Zhao Xuan with fear, moved back, and then quickly ran away towards the distance.

"Can you run away?"

Zhao Xuan whispered, now his divine power can cover a radius of about 16,000 meters, who can escape his induction in this range?!

During the induction, there were hundreds of figures fleeing frantically in all directions, no one dared to look back.

However, as they flee in a frantic way, the void in front of them is often abruptly twisted. From the distorted imaginary sky, a series of purple sky divine thunders jumped out and swallowed them, leaving only a cloud of fly ash in place.

In an instant, none of the hundreds of remnants of the Qin Shan Sect escaped, and they all turned to ashes.

In front of him, Qin Yun's eyes were dull, and thunder flickered in his field of vision, and each of the Qin Shanzong sects turned into ashes.

"No, no, no..."

Qin Yun lost his eyes and murmured unconsciously. He couldn't bear all this and fell into madness. He held his head and screamed in pain, regret, resentment, and deep pain...

"are you crazy?"

Zhao Xuan stared at Qin Yun, the thunder field converged, and a biting chill went towards Qin Yun.

Beneath the condensed killing god realm, the icy chill came out, a layer of frost formed around it, and the madness and absent-mindedness in Qin Yun's eyes still existed.

With an accident in his eyes, Zhao Xuan slowly retracted his gaze to look at Qin Yun.

There was sobbing in the surrounding ruins. The Qin Shan sect members were not yet extinct. The old and young women and children were leaning on them, looking at the ruins in front of them, crying bitterly.

Putting away the unbearable eyes, Zhao Xuan's expression became firm again.

"I hope this will give the rest of the people a bit of warning."

...

Not long after the tragic destruction of Qin Shanzong's family, it caused an uproar in the Douluo Continent.

There were more than 1,600 people in the sect. Except for the old, young, and wives, all the soul masters in the entire sect were destroyed. Sovereign Qin Yun was crazy and was taken into the palace by Princess Barak. According to investigations by some forces, the entire gate of Qin Shanzong All were destroyed, leaving only a mess of ruins in the original green mountains and beautiful waters.

Some survivors said that the door-killer was a young man, holding a purple-gold thunder, standing on the nine heavens like a god, and ordered countless thunders to fall, and the entire Qin Shanzong was razed to the ground.

Even the old Sect Master of Qin Shanzong who broke through the Title Douluo level is not one of them.

Wuhun Hall.

"boom!"

Bibi Dong slapped the table in front of him with a slap, and the intelligence sent back from the Heaven Dou Empire was still in front of him, and cold light flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"Are you trying to kill chickens and monkeys? What a good way!"

"His Majesty the Pope calms down!"

In front of him, a group of cardinals and priests serving Bibi Dong knelt in fear and trembling on the ground.

The golden yellow dress was affixed to Bibi Dong's enchanting body. She moved lightly, walked to the window and looked at Wuhun City under the mountain, and suddenly asked, "How long can I get ready?"

A red-clothed archbishop said: "Your Majesty, the soul masters of the various spirit halls have been assembled and are undergoing training. It is estimated that it will take at least half a year to complete the training."

"In addition, it will take a year to prepare for internal settlement, the wooing of other forces, and weapons and other items."

"A year? Let him be arrogant for another year."

Bibi Dong whispered softly, a violent killing intent flashed in his beautiful eyes.

...

From the outside world, the information about the destruction of Qin Shanzong has been disturbed, especially the Barak Kingdom and the Principality of Sears, which have publicly taken refuge in the Hall of Souls. The forces of all parties are in panic. Even the two royal houses are living in panic all day long. Among them, he was afraid of revenge from the Heaven Dou Empire.

But this is impossible after all. The royal family is a relatively special force. Under normal circumstances, no one will take its idea, because after all, the royal family represents the face of a country, and moving the royal family can easily cause public outrage, such as Wuhun Temple against the sky. Fighting the empire, even if they have the power to destroy the royal family, they still choose the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus family to do it.

The remaining kingdoms of the Heaven Dou Empire side, because this matter also stopped for a while, at least now they are still pleasing to the eye in front of the Heaven Dou Empire, and they dare not show disrespect.

The mainland seems to have calmed down, but only God knows what turbulent waves lie in it.

And in this situation, one month later, Tang San also brought back Tang Sect's team from outside.

Tangmen resides.

This was originally the largest royal manor of the Tiandou Imperial Family in Tiandou City, but after it was given to Tang Sect, it has become the seat of Tang San's sect.

After a month of reconstruction, the entire manor has changed a lot. With the exception of a few places, Zhao Xuan has been remodeled in accordance with Tang San’s requirements. Money can make ghosts grind, and a lot of gold soul coins will be dropped. Thousands of craftsmen's violent actions have completely changed this place.

"How is it? The entire area of ​​more than 300 acres, but the Tiandou imperial family has paid a lot of money."

Zhao Xuan led Tang San to stand on the street, in front of a broad and majestic gate, on which a plaque was hung with two gilt characters "Tangmen".

"Tangmen..."

Tang San was muttering. As for what he was thinking, no one knew, and no one knew what these two words meant to him.

Zhao Xuanzheng accompanied Tang San looking up at the plaque, feeling a little complicated, and suddenly he sighed. The agreement back then was finally completed.

Suddenly, Zhao Xuan frowned and turned to look behind him.

An old man with a long and thin body, jet-black hair and a ruddy complexion, was staring at him closely at this moment.

"you are?"

"This is the patriarch of the Po Clan and the hall master of our Tang Sect, Yang Wudi."

At this moment, Tang San also reacted and hurriedly introduced to Zhao Xuan. When he spoke, he kept winking at Zhao Xuan, motioning for him to give in, making Zhao Xuan unclear.

Yang Wudi?

Zhao Xuan looked at the old man carefully. Although the old man was slender and tall, his waist was like a tall and tall bamboo. His eyes were slender and his eyes flashed sharply.

Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked with a fist, "I wonder what the problem is with Senior?"

Yang Wudi glanced at him and slowly said, "Are you Lei Douluo?"

Although this title was not his own, it is a recognized "label" by him outside the world.

Zhao Xuan nodded.