Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

Qianjun in a golden robe and Jiangmo in a red robe did not show too strong soul power, but their indifferent eyes made the gatekeeper feel inexplicably cold.

"I'll go inform the master." The man on the left wanted to run into the house, but before he took a few steps, a sweeping stick smashed his head.

The two guards were killed almost at the same time, and the headless bodies fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed along the ground.

The two brothers did not look at the bodies under their feet again, and walked forward on the blood.

The movement outside the door attracted the attention of the disciples of Haotian Sect on the first floor.

"Who is it?"

He was responded by Jiangmo's plain stick.

The chest of the Haotian Sect disciple was hit and sunken, and he flew out, knocking down countless tables and chairs along the way, and lost his voice.

"How dare you come here to make trouble."

The disciples of Haotian Sect showed their Haotian hammers one after another and attacked Qianjun and Jiangmo.

Facing these ordinary disciples, the two of them did not change their expressions. They simply swept, smashed, and stabbed them, using the simplest and most direct way to kill them.

No one could survive a single move under the terrifying Panlong stick.

More and more people gathered in the hall on the first floor, but the number of people who could stand decreased instead of increased. Qianjun and Jiangmo walked forward slowly but firmly, leaving corpses along the way.

Tang Long blocked their way, looking at the miserable scene behind them, his eyes red:

"Who are you? Why do you do this?"

Seeing that the man in front of him seemed a little unusual, Qianjun pointed to the Wuhun Hall logo on his chest:

"Are you blind? You can't see it so obviously?"

"Wuhun Hall..." Tang Long gritted his teeth and whispered.

He stared at Qianjun coldly, summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and began to use the chaotic cloak hammer method.

As the third-generation chief disciple of the Clear Sky Sect before Tang San returned, he naturally knew this skill.

Qianjun didn't rush to interrupt, watching the other party's movements with interest. When fighting with Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, they didn't dare to hold back, and didn't dare to have extra thoughts to learn this Haotian Sect's unique skills.

But facing such a "little guy", there are not so many concerns. Even if the opponent fully demonstrates the power of this move, they are sure to block it.

The Haotian Hammer, which was swung by Tang Long and rotated in circles, brought a gust of wind. The sharp wind cut the wall like a knife. The tables and chairs were blown away and collided with each other, making a "clang" sound.

When Tang Long felt that he could no longer control the Haotian Hammer, he shouted, jumped up, and smashed Qianjun from top to bottom. Behind him, a faint shadow of the hammer appeared.

Qianjun used a stick to lightly push away the hammer that was smashing down, and then swung it.

At the critical moment, Tang Long barely took back the hammer that was blocked and held it horizontally in front of him.

Using the hammer as a buffer, he was swept away by the blow, his internal organs were displaced, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, but he did not die after all.

He struggled to stand up from the ground, with a bit of horror in his pupils, and uttered a word with difficulty:

"Title Douluo!"

"You can take my blow without dying. Among the disciples of your generation of Haotian Sect, you should be among the best. Unfortunately, it ends here." Qianjun swung the stick again, and one end of the stick hit his chest, and the force shattered his heart.

"Yuehua, you leave first, I will stop the enemy." A middle-aged man wearing gray clothes, with a straight nose and eyes like gray rocks on the fourth floor said.

Tang Yuehua nodded, "Be careful, if you can't fight, leave quickly."

She flipped out of the window, tapped some raised exterior decorations of the building with her toes, and landed on the ground.

Qianjun and Jiangmo sensed her movements, but did not stop her. The surroundings had been closed by Walter, and it was not so easy to escape.

Tang Yuehua ran a distance, and she suddenly stopped, not standing still. The sense of crisis from the front faintly stung her skin.

She stretched out her hand to try forward, and felt a slight sting on her hand. She retracted it and saw that there were several blood marks on her fingers. Looking at the blood slowly oozing out of the wound, her pupils shrank.

The wound was very thin, but very deep. Just a slight touch cut the skin. If she hadn't stopped just now, but rushed over, then she would probably be cut into pieces.

When she thought of such a result, she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.

"Are you Tang Hao's sister?" A slightly old and peaceful voice sounded from behind.

"Who?"

Tang Yuehua turned around immediately and looked vigilantly at the old man in front of her wearing a white robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns.

"My name is Walter... Unfortunately, Tang Hao died before you, otherwise I would have wanted him to taste the pain of losing everything." Walter said calmly.

"What? You said that my second brother died? This is impossible! He is so strong..." Tang Yuehua retorted without paying attention to her own dangerous situation.

"Yes, he died. I killed him myself." Walter smiled.

Before Tang Yuehua's worry, suspicion, shock, fear and other emotions burst out, the expression on her face froze.

Walter cut off her head with a silk thread. He kicked the head aside casually and looked at Yuexuan.

Qianjun and Jiangmo were walking slowly from Yuexuan's direction.

"Cleaned up." Qianjun said.

The silk threads squirmed, crawling across every floor of Yuexuan like a small snake, exploring every possible hiding place.

After confirming, Walter nodded, "There is no living person..."

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In the palace, a burst of golden light suddenly bloomed from Qian Renxue's body. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Her breasts slowly contracted, her body frame became wider, and the lines on her body became smoother.

When the light dissipated, she transformed from a stunning beauty into an elegant man with average to above average looks.

She picked up a set of clothes and walked to another room to change into them. When she came out again, she was the gentle and jade-like Tiandou Prince Xue Qinghe again.

"Qinghe, from now on, we are lovers." Bibi Dong said with a smile.

"Xue Qinghe"'s face froze, and then he also showed a smile: "Well, Bibi Dong, let's go... to take back what belongs to me."

Not too long has passed since Qian Renxue's identity was revealed and she was driven away from Tiandou. Xue Beng did not clear out too many people, but only drove away those people who were obviously affiliated with "Xue Qinghe".

There are still many guards and maids in the palace who know him. Therefore, when "Xue Qinghe" appeared again, everyone's face looked confused and at a loss.

Qian Renxue ignored the ordinary palace people, but used her soul power to spread her voice:

"The sinner Xue Beng, who killed his father and usurped the throne, has been rectified by me. I, Xue Qinghe, am the legitimate heir of the Tiandou Empire. Now, with the help of Wuhun Palace, I am back... All the guards in the palace, please come to the main hall immediately Gather at the door.”

The first thing he has to do is to take the Tiandou Royal Guards into his own hands, which can be used to maintain order.

Not long after, a man wearing armor and a silver-white helmet hurried over.

"Your Highness Snow, you are finally back! I have been waiting so hard for you!"

Before the man arrived, he started shouting from a distance, his voice full of joy and excitement.

Qian Renxue felt that the voice sounded familiar.

The man ran up to "Xue Qinghe". From the fluctuations of soul power emanating from his body, we could tell that he was a soul master.

Perhaps because he was too excited, he was already out of breath by the time he ran.

He took a few deep breaths and performed a soul master salute to "Xue Qinghe".

"You are..." Qian Renxue was a little confused.

"It's me, Dennis!" Dennis took off his helmet, took out a monocle, and slowly put it on his eyes.

His action made Bibi Dong's heart tighten, and the expressions of Yue Guan and Gui Mei who were following her changed even more, and the spirit power of Titled Douluo surged out.

After learning about the strange and terrifying ability of the "Trojan of Destiny", they became extremely wary of the name Amon and things or things related to him.

Dennis was so overwhelmed by the huge soul pressure that he knelt down, his face full of horror.

Only then did Yue Guan and Gui Mei realize that Dennis was wearing the monocle on his left eye instead of the right eye that Amon was used to.

They regained their momentum.

Yue Guan said with a trace of apology: "I'm sorry, I reacted too violently."

Bibi Dong didn't say anything. For a moment just now, she was shocked.

Qian Renxue looked at him for a long time before finally recognizing that this was Dennis. He had once been loyal to her, but was later left by her to take charge of the overall situation in Tiandou City. He disappeared during the coup launched by Xue Beng.

But at this moment, Dennis's image changed drastically. He lost the elegance and calmness of the past, and became a bit more vicissitudes of life, so much so that she almost didn't recognize him.

A smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face, she quickly stepped forward to help him up and said:

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Ju Douluo and Your Majesty Ghost Douluo didn't mean it...Dennis, you are still alive, which makes me very happy. Thank you for your hard work. How have you been spending this time?"

Dennis replied: "After the coup happened that day, I sensed something was wrong and escaped through the tunnel. Later, I thought that His Highness the Crown Prince would definitely come back, so I changed my identity and sneaked into the bodyguards, hoping that one day it would come in handy."

"You did a good job." Qian Renxue nodded, and then asked: "Since you are in the team of royal guards, you should also know people... know who are Xue Beng's die-hard loyalists, and who can Fight for it?”

"Of course, that's what I mean by lurking," Dennis said with a smile.

"Then I'll leave it to you, take control of the palace for me in the shortest possible time...be careful not to destroy the basic order." Qian Renxue said.

After a pause, she promised: "I will double your compensation for what you lost in the past. You will get more."

Dennis's face showed joy, and he said with some hesitation: "Xuebeng has placed a lot of cronies, most of them hold important positions. I need manpower to help deal with these guys."

Qian Renxue said to Ju Douluo: "Elder Ju, please go with him."

"Yes..." Yueguan bowed slightly.