Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 431 Illusion or True Face

While talking, Bibi Dong looked towards the golden love triangle who had witnessed Tang San and the others' tragic situation, and said coldly: "If you guys want to try it, I can let you kowtow together."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."

As soon as the words fell, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo, the two of them condensed their soul power into big hands, one black and one white, and pressed them on Xiao Wu's and Dai Mubai's heads respectively.

Under the pull of the soul power palm, Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai raised their foreheads high.

"boom!"

In the next second, the foreheads of the two of them hit the ground heavily, making a moderate sound.

"Xiao Wu."

Tang San's pupils widened in an instant, monstrous anger surged in his heart, his eye sockets were flushed, as if blood was about to drip.

He raised his head to the sky and screamed, the heart-piercing sound resounded through the sky.

It's just that Tang San is just a small soul king.

Under the suppression of the absolute strength of the two Title Douluo, he was as insignificant as an ant.

Even that heart-piercing roar seemed pale and feeble.

"Little San, I'm fine."

Looking at Tang San's ferocious face, Xiao Wu forced out a word.

then
Xiao Wu's forehead was smashed to the ground by Ghost Douluo again, bloody and bloody.

In just a moment, Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu's foreheads were already bleeding, and their eyes were filled with gold stars.

click
At this moment, a slight cracking sound appeared on the square of the Pope's Palace.

Although the voice was very small, but how advanced were the cultivation bases of everyone on the field, how could they not be able to discover where the voice came from.

Everyone present, including Golden Triangle, seemed to see several cracks slowly spreading on Tang San's cheeks.

However, this scene disappeared in a flash.

When everyone looked at Tang San's face again, Tang San's cheeks remained the same.

hallucinations?
These two words appeared in everyone's mind.

dong dong dong.
The crisp sound of kowtowing echoed in the square in front of the Pope's Palace.

Kowtow thousands of times, one not too many, one not too many!
With the passage of time, Yueguan Yueguan transferred the white hand of soul power from Xiaowu to Tang San.

"It's your turn, a pure, sincere, kind, and proud young man."

In the next second, Tang San felt an irresistible force, making himself raise his head high, and then quickly smashed it down.

boom!
Tang San's forehead hit the ground fiercely, immediately the gravel splashed and blood flowed.

Yueguan seems to be a soft and beautiful person, but when he starts to fight, he is very cruel.

boom!
Without stopping any longer, Yueguan pulled Tang San's head up again, and slammed it down again.

This time, wounds appeared on Tang San's forehead, and blood slid down Tang San's forehead.

Ma Hongjun's treatment was no better than Tang San's.

Bang bang bang.
The crisp sound of kowtowing echoed in the square in front of the Pope's Palace.

Every time Bibi Dong heard a hundred buckles, she would "very kindly" teach these four proud young people the principles of how to behave in the world.

Bang bang bang.
"What are the rules?"

"The rules have always been made by the strong!"

"The strong make the rules, and the weak have no choice but to follow the rules."

"In the eyes of the strong, there is no place for the weak."

"Because I am the strongest, then I can decide anyone's life or death!"

"What I say, for you, is an inviolable rule."

"In the eyes of others, you may be geniuses, you may be monsters, but a genius who has not grown up has no meaning."

"In my eyes, your pride, your identity, means nothing."

"I want to kill you, none of the people present dare to say no!"

And Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, seeing Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai's miserable situation, the corners of their mouths couldn't help twitching!
The bones of the knees, calves, and legs were all ground into white bone powder.

Kowtow and press thousands of times to understand the way of life.

Tsk tsk tsk, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't imagine how much physical and mental damage this would cause Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai.

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were very thankful that they kneeled in time.

That is, I have been kneeling for a long time, and my legs hurt a little.
"Rongrongrong you. Look at Tang San's face!"

At this moment, Oscar's trembling, terrified voice came into the ears of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"Oscar, why are you so timid? What else can Tang San's face do?"

Ning Rongrong listened to Oscar's voice, first she despised Oscar's cowardice, and at the same time turned her head to look at Tang San.

In the next second, Ning Rongrong's words stopped abruptly! ! !

However, dense cracks appeared on one side of Tang San's cheeks, like a mask about to split.

And, as time went on, the number of knocks increased, and the more cracks appeared on his cheeks.

After more than 700 knocks, cracks had already covered half of Tang San's cheeks.

Finally, with a slight cracking sound, half of Tang San's cheek shattered!
What kind of face is that?
Ning Rongrong didn't know how to describe it.

The eyes on that half of the face are completely different from normal people. The eyes are very narrow and long, more than 1/3 longer than normal people.

Those dark yellow pupils exuded an evil, cold, and tyrannical light, making anyone who looked at them feel hairy.

A slender fang was exposed from the tawny lips that seemed to be terminally ill.

Seeing this scene, Ning Rongrong's heart beat violently.

How could Tang San's face look like this?

Had he been wearing a mask all this time?

"Huh? Gone? That half of the face is gone?"

In the next second, the other Tang San in Ning Rongrong's eyes disappeared, and what appeared was the same ordinary face.

"Zhuqing, did you see it just now?"

Ning Rongrong asked in a low voice to Zhu Zhuqing beside her.

"See what?" Zhu Zhuqing asked suspiciously.

Ning Rongrong: "...Okay."

These four proud young men held their heads for about two hours, and four pools of dark red blood flowed in front of the square of the Pope's Palace, narrating the cruelest rules.

In the end, Ye Renxin, who already had the title of Douluo, summoned his Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul to heal the four proud young men.

After a while, these four proud young men miraculously stood up.

"Let's all get flat!" Bibi Dong said lightly, waving the scepter in his hand.

At this time, all the people who were kneeling on the ground dared to stand up.

After all, the bloody example is right in front of you, who dares to challenge the rules of Wuhundian?

(End of this chapter)