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Zhao Xuan cruising on the vast Heaven Dou Plain with a gloomy face, scolding in his heart.

"Why did this guy progress so fast? It's almost catching up with me! ”

Zhao Xuan was a little depressed in his heart, when he reached the strength of Title Douluo, whether it was Tang San or other little monsters, they were a long way away from him, and now everyone had caught up.

Of course, there is joy in my heart, but it is inevitable that there is a feeling of loss, especially when my companions are continuing to improve, but I am not making any progress.

"Alas......"

Zhao Xuan sighed slightly, then looked at the vast plain in front of him, and arrived at the next city in a while.

The God of Death guy is not brainless, every time he attacks a border town, he doesn't enter the hinterland of the Heaven Dou Empire, and he is afraid of being caught by himself.

"But after slaughtering millions of living beings, how much strength has that guy recovered?"

The God of Death, this guy was injured in the battle with himself, his strength fell from a demigod, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet at level ninety-nine, and after fighting Tang San, he lost some more, maybe he didn't even have the strength of level ninety-nine.

"Who made this guy disentity?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head, although the state of the God of Death could be immune to a certain amount of physical damage, the origin was too easy to disintegrate.

Maybe that guy's body was originally condensed by death qi.

In the middle of the speed, such an idea suddenly popped into Zhao Xuan's mind, and then this thought lingered in his mind for a long time.

Not long after, a small city appeared in Zhao Xuan's eyes.

The quiet town is peaceful and peaceful, and it seems that it has not been affected by the shadow of war, and there are three big characters engraved on its gates.

Zhao Xuan looked at the small city in front of him, his eyes showed a look of nostalgia, he had been in this city for six years, almost a quarter of his life in this life.

"I really should have brought Hermione back, she hasn't been back in a long time."

Zhao Xuan stretched out in the sky, and his divine sense scanned Notting City.

Although Notting City is not a border town, it is not too far from the border, perhaps because of people's emotions, so he deliberately took a long detour to take a look.

After finding out that there was no breath of the god of death in it, Zhao Xuan found the right direction and galloped in the direction of the Holy Soul Village.

Back then, it took Zhao Xuan and Tang San a full morning to get from Holy Soul Village to Notting City, but now it seems that this distance of dozens of kilometers can be reached in just a quarter of an hour.

……

"Well, I'm nothing, but Xiao Xuan, you and Xiao San should be careful, the Martial Spirit Hall is so crazy, you two must be careful."

Old man Jack sent Zhao Xuan out and said earnestly, it seems that the Heaven Dou Empire's propaganda is doing a good job.

After so many years, the old man's body is still quite tough, mainly because the old man has a good mentality and sees everything very openly, and the so-called smile for ten years may be the case.

"Xiao Xuan, you and Xiao San are the pride of our Holy Soul Village, if the war is won, will you come back?"

The old man looked at Zhao Xuan with somewhat cloudy eyes, and asked with some expectation.

"Come back, we will definitely come back, you can rest assured, such a good place, I can't bear to be here." Zhao Xuan said with a smile.

"Well, my Holy Soul Village is really good, I have walked out of the Soul Saint, and I have also walked out of you and Xiao San, two Title Douluo-level powerhouses."

The old man nodded in agreement and said quite smugly.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help but laugh, comparing the Soul Saint with me and Xiao San, is this too much to look down on Title Douluo? But he also knew that although the old man hoped that there would be a powerful soul master in the village, he didn't know much about the soul master, maybe in the old man's heart, the title Douluo was just one or two levels higher than the soul saint, but he didn't know that the two were not the same.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xuan waved his hand to the old man and said, "Old man, I'm leaving." ”

"Well, go all the way."

"Whew!"

As a sound broke through the air, a violent wind rose around them, and as the dust flew, several coughs rang out from the dust.

"Ahem, this kid ......"

On a mountain peak not far from the Holy Soul Village, Zhao Xuan slowly stopped, and stepped into a cave with a strange expression.

The vitality around this cave is extremely strong, and the surrounding plants are also quite lush, and under the nourishment of this vitality, there are faint signs of transformation into soul beasts.

Inside the cave, Zhao Xuan looked at a depression in front of him, and his palm slowly reflected it.

"Blue Silver Grass, no...... The breath of the Blue Silver Emperor, it turned out that Uncle Tang Hao had placed the mother of the junior here. ”

Walking out of the cave and looking into the distance from the mountainside, you can see the Holy Soul Village in the embrace of the mountains, and the houses of his family and the houses of Tang San's family are clearly visible.

Come to think of it, for a long time in the past, Tang Hao could only look here from afar, and came to visit from time to time to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

"I misunderstood Uncle Tang Hao."

Zhao Xuan touched his nose, thinking that if he encountered this kind of thing, he might not be as strong as Uncle Tang Hao, but the junior family ......

Why do you like people who are soul beasts, is this just a family that doesn't enter the door? Or is there a destiny in the dark?

Just as Zhao Xuan was about to leave, he suddenly frowned, and suddenly hid his breath and galloped away in a certain direction.

Not far away......

The earth was filled with an eerie black mist, and they seeped out of the earth, and then slowly coalesced into a figure.

With a pitch-black coat and a handsome and pale face, the god of death looked at the small mountain village in front of him.

"Holy Soul Village...... This is where those two guys grew up. ”

He carefully looked at the village in front of him, the quiet village looked quiet and peaceful, even if the outside world was a pot of porridge, it was still not affected much, like a paradise of independence.

"I just don't know how those two guys will react when they know it's gone."

The corners of the god of death's mouth curled up, as if he had thought of some wonderful scene, although this method was very low, but it was also interesting to see the anger of those two guys.

The slender pale fingers gently stirred up, and a long river of souls composed entirely of dead souls burst out of the sleeve robe, moving towards the Holy Soul Village with his thoughts.

"Zila!"

A thunderclap rose out of thin air, cutting off the long river of souls with precision.

When the god of death saw this familiar thunder, his heart couldn't help jumping, and before he had time to think about it, he went straight into the ground and began to flee.

Zhao Xuan, who rushed over, stood at the place where the God of Death had disappeared, his divine consciousness surged, and he sensed that the breath of the God of Death had reached an extremely far place.

"Bastard, where are you going!" I want to talk about "Douluo's Strange Number" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~