Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

On a small hill near the village, several strange shadows gathered.

"Boss, there is just an ordinary village below! I have asked around! There are no strong people, at most there is a village chief who is a great soul master!"

"God is helping me! I never thought that after we were separated and stranded here, we would encounter a village with such living people!"

"Hurry up! Let's go get some blood! I can't wait to enjoy fresh blood and flesh!"

Long Xiaoyao walked out from the shadows and looked at these evil soul masters with a calm expression and black light gathered in his hands.

The wind stopped and the clouds gathered.

A faint dragon roar dissipated into the air.

Long Xiaoyao clapped his hands, as if trying to brush off the dirt.

He did not interrogate them, nor did he observe them carefully. He simply blasted these evil soul masters into pieces.

Then he threw away the ashes.

"Did this kid, my disciple, manage to get here?" Long Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

He saw that these evil soul masters were all injured, like refugees.

Could it be that the cleansing has finally begun?

Long Xiaoyao glanced at the sky covered by dark clouds. The bright moonlight had been blocked.

He stood there for a while, then returned to his nest.

Before lying back in bed, Long Xiaoyao took a shower to remove any possible odor on his body.

Then he lay back down carefully.

Old Long didn't really want his disciple Ye Nanxiao to get beaten up alone.

He also has a mission.

That is to bring Ye Xishui with you.

As long as the God of Death Douluo never reappears in the world, that would be the greatest help to Ye Nanxiao.

After Long Xiaoyao lay down, Ye Xishui, who was still sleeping soundly, automatically crawled into his arms.

"Young man Ye, you have to keep working hard. I am doing my best to support you."

He believed that the people Moon valued could definitely end the chaos in this world.

After thinking about Ye Nanxiao for a while, Long Xiaoyao closed his eyes.

And just after he closed his eyes, Ye Xishui quietly opened her eyes slightly.

Long Xiaoyao would leave a little looseness in his seal, and so would she.

However, what she left was the perception, not the strength seal.

Only after confirming that Long Xiaoyao was unharmed did she close her eyes again.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, offsetting the uneasiness in the corners of his eyes.

In the small village, except for a few night owls, everyone else was asleep.

Peaceful and tranquil.

There is also a black dragon guarding in the sky.

The nights in the Sun-Moon Empire were half peaceful, and so were the other three empires.

The big commotion in the Far North has not yet spread.

That method, which seemed like a work of nature, shocked all the strong men in the Far North and made them speechless.

A death spiral tunnel replaced the original plain.

Fortifications and artillery terrain.

Also, three hundred miles away from the teleportation point, a semi-underground military base is being built.

In the sky, on the way to the teleportation point, three huge rings are on standby.

The war beast exuded a dangerous light, and the huge cannon that rose from the ground was aimed at the teleportation point. It was hard to believe that such a big commotion was made by one person in a short period of time.

On an ice slope, Jiang Nannan and others looked at two afterimages floating in the air.

In Ye Nanxiao's words, it is like building blocks, super-large toys.

A giant ice and snow statue, like a god with three heads and six arms, is "building blocks".

With three heads and six arms, he looks like a god.

This was what was in the minds of the powerful men from the Far North who were hiding not far away and watching secretly.

"Is this the new emperor of our Far North? He is so powerful!"

"Titan Snow Demon King, this race that fights against heaven and earth, is actually being commanded to do the work?"

"Why, Icehorn, you don't accept it? Didn't you feel so awesome after surviving a 100,000-year catastrophe thousands of years ago? Do you want to go up and give it a try?"

The response was silence.

There were originally three kings in the Far North: the Snow Emperor, the Ice Emperor, and the Titan Snow Demon King Artai.

But in the past, when the Snow Emperor ruled the Far North, his most useful subordinate was the Titan Snow Demon King.

why?

Sometimes, body size is also an important factor in strength.

Each Titan Snow Demon King is as big as a hill. If any race disagrees with the rule of the Snow Emperor, all it takes is a few “hills” to run over and suppress everything.

And the size of Artest, the king of the Titan Snow Demons, is even larger.

But even Artest, the biggest of the Titan Snow Demon Kings, was more than a head shorter than the new Lord of the Far North!

After carrying a small piece of iceberg, Atai once again cast a blazing gaze at Ye Nanxiao that was as warm as a skyrocket and full of admiration.

Why is it described like this?

Because of Artest's fiery enthusiasm, a wave of air formed faintly around him.

Ye Nanxiao looked back at Atai, who looked like a Saiyan. He pursed his lips and felt as if he was just like the full moon in the eyes of a Saiyan.

"Xue'er, as the clan leader, does A-Tai have any unspeakable secrets?"

Xue Di was the soul that had accompanied Ye Nanxiao for the longest time, and she understood the hidden meaning in his words almost instantly.

"You're right. I have to make some arrangements for A Tai later, so that he doesn't have to stare at my man every day!"

The frozen flower expanded several times and hovered at Ye Nanxiao's feet. The halo it emitted turned into streams of energy that flowed into the giant ice elephant.

As for the three heads and six arms, that was completely made by Ye Nanxiao to make his work easier.

Cutting, refining, and engraving, how convenient it is!

“They say capitalists treat people like cattle and horses, but I’m different!”

"What's different about you?"

"I don't consider myself a human being either!"

The front-line resistance base does not need to be too sophisticated and complicated, it only needs sufficient explosion-proof distance and response transition zone.

Ye Nanxiao ended his Frost Colossus form and collapsed exhausted in the Snow Queen's arms.

Jiang Nannan flew over quickly, holding a thermos bottle with prepared recovery liquid in it.

Gu Yue waved his hand to construct the spatial structure of this area.

Her method was like performing surgery, using a scalpel to carefully build a second spatial structure on the spatial plane node structure of this area.

Make the spatial structure of this space area selected as the abyss battlefield stable so that it will not be broken through by the abyss world, thus causing the abyss frenzy.

Qiu'er was holding several large bags of buns in her hands, following behind Jiang Nannan, looking at Ye Nanxiao with anticipation.

Ye Nanxiao took a sip of the recovery medicine, and waves of warmth filled his limbs and bones, giving him some strength.

Then he took the bun that Qiu'er handed to him and ate it in big mouthfuls.

During these few days, his soul power was exhausted several times, and then quickly replenished, just like a sponge, which was filled again after being squeezed hard.

He felt like his soul core was about to be overloaded.

He is just about to split himself in half. (End of this chapter)