In the endless sea, in the Turtle Sea, a giant waterspout that reached the clouds surged, and the originally sunny sky became covered with dark clouds, and countless sea soul beasts around were swallowed and crushed by this waterspout.

The water column erupted, and a huge dark green black smoke slowly emerged from the water, his body was as huge as a mountain, his limbs stretched out, and the rest of his body was wrapped in a turtle shell, and the huge turtle shell was full of extremely sharp cones, none of which were as huge as a small mountain bag, and there was a golden shield mark on the forehead of the huge turtle, which was the patriarch of the Stygian Turtle Clan, the god of contemporary defense.

"Son, my son, my son is dead, whoever it is, God wants you to pay!"

The huge tortoise beast roared wildly, it just felt that the divine thoughts it had left on its son were wiped out, followed by the complete loss of its son's life, even the soul was wiped out, and it couldn't even resurrect it.

"Pay the price, I'm afraid you can't." A faint female voice sounded in midair.

A woman with long powder blue hair, a pair of pink blue beautiful eyes, a beautiful appearance, a city, a fresh and refined temperament, a noble and elegant woman suddenly appeared in front of the turtle beast, stretched out her hand, and a Haotian hammer that exuded infinite life breath appeared in its hand, nine gold, a colorful and ten soul rings surrounded the martial soul.

Feeling the great hammer that exuded the power of destruction and life, the eyes of the Turtle Beast were full of jealous power, and asked, "First-level god, who are you, why did you come to me, and why have you never heard of your name on the mainland."

"You don't deserve to know who I am, as for why I came to you, my brother was bullied, and my sister naturally came to seek justice. Well, you can go to die! ”

As soon as the words fell, the huge Haotian Hammer in Tang Wutong's hand smashed down, and the entire sea trembled, and a huge water column the size of an island that reached thousands of meters soared into the sky.

On the other side, Bi Tianyu stomped on the head of the Turtle Beast with one kick, and Haotian Hammer shattered the soul of the Turtle Beast with a swing, and looked at Count Dracula, who was already frightened.

"Less, less, less."

"Dracula, minion, see the young master!"

Dracula immediately knelt down on one knee in front of Bi Tianyu, how could he not know who Bi Tianyu was at this moment, although his father was an incomparably noble first-level god Rakshasa God, holding the evil realm of Douluo Star, he was one of the most noble gods in Douluo Star, but in the final analysis, he was just the slave who existed in the legend.

Dracula listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, knelt on his knees and kowtowed, and hurriedly said: "The slave didn't recognize the identity of the young master, and he spoke disrespectfully to the young master, and even offended him, which really deserves death!"

"Why don't you die when you know that sin deserves death?" Bi Tianyu's voice was cold, he remembered very clearly, it was precisely because Dracula was in front of the four of them, and the bad taste planned to watch a good show that there would be this battle, Zhang Lexuan was seriously injured, Tianyuhao was seriously injured and broke his arm, Gu Qiuer was pressed into the soil, he, the sum of the injuries in front.

Hearing this, Count Dracula's whole body was agitated, and he hurriedly said: "The slave deserves ten thousand deaths, and the slave deserves ten thousand deaths, please spare the slave's life."

"Waste of time." A look of boredom appeared in Bi Tianyu's eyes, and he raised his hammer and smashed it down on Count Dracula.

"Blood Shield!"

Feeling the breath of death, Count Dracula immediately used the Yuan Force of his whole body to condense a layer of blood-colored shield and collide with Haotian Bamboo Shoots, facing the tips of Haotian Bamboo Shoots that seemed to be able to break everything, the blood shield cracked one after another, as if it would be broken at any time.

"Annoying dog minion, through the word."

Than Tianyu's hand moved slightly, and the power of Hao Tianzhu's shoot directly smashed Count Dracula into a ball of minced flesh through the blood-colored shield.

"Who, who dares to kill my son of the Rakshasa God!"

An extremely angry voice sounded, and an incomparably evil divine power emerged from the broken corpse of Count Dracula, and the divine power turned into a man hundreds of meters tall, wearing a blood-colored robe, wrapping his body in it, with long blood-colored hair, his face was full of magic lines, and three pairs of bat horns on his head, which looked like a demon in hell, and the children would probably faint directly when they saw it.

"Dog minion, do you want to die?" Bi Tianyu raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the slave dared to let his master raise his head.

Hearing the voice, the King of Killing looked down at the seven-point face, like a mouse seeing a cat, his face was full of horror, the hundred-meter-tall figure immediately retracted two meters, knelt down on one knee, and his face was extremely respectful with his hands clenched into fists, "See the Lord, 10,000 years have passed, Xiao Jiu can actually see you again, the Lord is still so domineering." ”

"My dad isn't here." Bi Tianyu responded lightly, if the dog daddy wants to bark, he will also bark alone in front of his family or when he is alone, and of course he has to give face to his father in front of minions and outsiders.

"Young master, see young master." The King of Slaughter reacted quickly, and immediately said respectfully, looking at the lump of minced meat under him, and hurriedly said: "Young master, is this evil obstacle offending you, it is a good death, if you don't do it, the old slave will also pinch this evil obstacle to death."

The king of killing put his posture to the lowest, he knows that everything he has now is given by his master, without the master, there is no current him, and everything his master wants to take away is a thought, so he must be 100% pleasing to the young master, the son can be reborn if he is gone, anyway, he doesn't know how many sons he has given birth to in the past 10,000 years, but he is lustful, and the old bat has only one life.

Bi Tianyu nodded lightly, put away the martial soul and said indifferently: "You can go."

"Young master, if you have time, you can come to the killing capital to play, the killing capital must have something to say, all kinds of maids and young masters you want to play how you want, you can pose whatever you want, let the young master experience the most extreme happiness in the world."

"Get out!"

"The old slave retires!"

The red light dissipated, and the King of Slaughter ran away as fast as he could.

In the endless sea, like debris, countless turtle shell remains were scattered into the sea, and a large amount of blood flowing from the body of the turtle beast also stained the sea red.

The Turtle Beast looked at Tang Wutong, whose breath was stable, without any injuries on his body, and whose face was indifferent, elegant and noble, roared: "Why, the old man's son was killed by you, and you are still unwilling to let the old man go."

"Spare you?"

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Tang Wutong's mouth, "Death is your fate, teach your son well after reincarnation." ”

"Damn, the old man will pull you with him when he dies!"

The tortoise beast's body swelled, as if preparing to explode.

The colorful soul ring under Tang Wutong's feet lit up, and the infinite destruction aura on the Haotian Hammer erupted, and the brain of the Turtle Beast was completely exploded under the hammer, and the huge body began to sink downward.