On the side of Yueguan, Bibi Dong's doppelganger was directly defeated, and he, holding his chest, kept coughing up blood, obviously seriously injured.

On Shrek's side, because the two Titled Douluo were both first-class powerhouses, the scope of the explosion was controlled quite small, and they didn't suffer any damage, just a little tired.

Under such movement, the entire papal palace trembled, and the dome was already covered with cracks, dust, and rubble, constantly falling downward.

Looking at Xue Yu and them again, Aunt Rou had already teleported over when Bibi Dong broke away from the battle circle, and now was the best time to escape.

"Aunt Rou, you go first......" Xue Yu turned her back to the three of them, facing the pair of cannibalistic eyes in the field.

"Xiaoyu, now is the right time to ......" Aunt Rou didn't understand why Xue Yu didn't take advantage of this time to leave together, the other party was all crippled, but it didn't prove that they could fight back.

"Aunt Rou...... Let's go first......" Zhu Zhuqing was closest to Xue Yu, and she felt him trembling, it was an emotion that she had never felt in this man, and he was afraid.

"I see." Aunt Rou squinted, and in Xiao Wu's incomprehensible gaze, she pulled her and teleported away.

"Teacher......" Xue Yu moved her gaze to the ghost, and under the expression of the other party who didn't know what emotion it was, she directly pushed Zhu Zhuqing over, "Take her away." ”

"Blood Rain!" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xue Yu in bewilderment until her body was caught by a ghost.

"None of you want to leave!" A voice of divine majesty echoed through the papal palace, and at some point, a handsome man with six wings on his back appeared high in the hall.

The divine angels shone down with radiance, as if to give blessings to this devastated land.

"Great Offering ......" Title Douluo of the Wuhun Hall recognized the person, he is the strongest ninety-ninth level Titled Douluo in the Wuhun Palace, Qiandaoliu.

"Old guy, I'm finally willing to come out......" A flash of anger flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, this old guy came out, and Xue Yu was really dead.

Why are you still a little unhappy?

The ghost's mouth opened, and he didn't say anything, just a wry smile, and it was over......

"You can't stop me......" Xue Yu calmed down the deterrence from the opponent's Bright Martial Spirit, and took out six pairs of sarcophagi from the soul guide stone.

Everyone's eyes widened, still coming?

Even Qiandaoliu, his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle, endlessly, right?

"There are ten sarcophagi missing in the Douluo Palace, you did it." Qiandaoliu's voice was flat, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, but with his divine aura, it gave people a feeling of the arrival of a god.

Xue Yu didn't answer, just smiled coldly, the six sarcophagi opened together, and six Titled Douluo walked out, each of them was nine soul rings, and the soul power formed was not inferior to the thousand streams in the air.

"Rich aura of death......" Qiandaoliu squinted his eyes, Xue Yu gave him a very bad feeling, this is the feeling that the Seraphim Martial Spirit and the Death Scythe are mutually exclusive.

"Take her away."

"I still like the way you just called the teacher." The ghost smiled, he didn't think there was a chance to escape, in front of that old guy, I'm afraid he had to teleport from a distance.

Xue Yu turned her head and glanced at the ghost, and there was a soul-piercing impact in her cold eyes.

"Uh......" The ghost swallowed, he felt that his disciple was more terrifying than a thousand streams.

"I don't ......" Zhu Zhuqing wanted to struggle, she could die with Xue Yu.

"You're only going to get in the way if you stay." The ghost's words made Zhu Zhuqing shut up, and at the same time gave her the illusion that Xue Yu could leave.

Seeing the ghost and Zhu Zhuqing walking towards the exit, Qiandaoliu raised his hand and shot out a golden holy sword, aimed at the two of them.

A Titled Douluo puppet instantly appeared under the golden holy sword, opened his mouth, and ate the holy sword in one bite.

The golden holy light exploded inside this Titled Douluo puppet, and the fight between the black death qi and the golden holy light directly blew his body to pieces.

Extreme Douluo's Ping A killed a Titled Douluo puppet in seconds, which made people who had only heard of it, but had never seen Extreme Douluo make a move, fell into a stupor.

Xue Yu didn't expect Qiandaoliu to be so strong, it seems that he could only release Tang Hao and fight to the death.

Until then, though, charge some interest.

With a wave of Xue Yu's arm, the five remaining Titled Douluo puppets in front of him flew towards all parts of the Pope's Palace, even if they died today, they would be buried with the entire Pope's Palace.

"Stubborn!" Qiandaoliu's figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of a titled puppet, raised his hand, and slapped his palm on the opponent's chest, and the rich divine power purified the puppet that was about to explode, and finally only a gorgeous robe fell to the ground.

At this time, the ghost pulled Zhu Zhuqing and ran away.

Qiandaoliu was not in a hurry, and another flat A was hit, and the golden holy sword chased after the two of them.

Snow Feather leaped into the air, and the Death Scythe turned into a giant scythe, slashing towards the Golden Holy Sword.

Clang......

The golden holy sword was shattered and turned into a little starlight, while Snow Feather spurted blood from her mouth and flew out with a heavy blow.

Qiandaoliu didn't have time to care about Xue Yu's life or death for the time being, and there were still four Titled Douluo puppets waiting for him to clean up.

At the speed of thousands of streams, if you want to catch up with the ghosts, you can let them run for an hour first.

As for the two soul beasts that used teleportation to escape, it was a bit difficult to do, and they couldn't find their breath, and there was no way to track their whereabouts at all.

But it doesn't matter, those are not what he should worry about, it is enough for the Martial Spirit Hall to have a Pope.

As for the kid with the breath of death, just erase it.

Almost instantly, Qiandaoliu cleared the other four mobile bombs, and the next step was to execute the culprit of all this.

Seeing this, Qiandaoliu smiled, with the blow he had just hit, the kid actually escaped with the inertia of being knocked away.

It's just, can you escape?

Qiandaoliu didn't catch up, a small soul emperor, it wasn't worth his waste too much effort.

"Judgment Blade!"

As Qiandaoliu raised his hand and pointed at the figure that was still fleeing in the distance, the golden soul power condensed into a golden giant sword that exuded a divine aura, locked on, and launched.

Like a meteor, the golden greatsword sliced through the air, rubbing against the air, burning, and growing in size as it burned.

In Wuhun City, everyone saw a golden giant sword standing high in the air, flying towards a black shadow the size of an ant.

The blinding light exploded like the scorching sun, enveloping the world in a holy golden light, and no one knew who was engulfed in the golden light, only that another demon had been destroyed.

Graves, tombstones, scythes, crows, familiar scenes, familiar breaths, no, this time it seems like daytime.

"Radiance? It's been a long time, but I don't like ......."

The man who crawled out of the grave finally said something different, and with a wave of his hand, the world turned dark again.