The front and back were transparent, the lightning escaped from his body, the scales began to peel off, and the flesh and blood began to dissolve.
He raised his head and looked at Qian Xunji.
"Xiao Gang... As a father... I can't avenge you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the huge dragon body suddenly fell.
It hit the dense forest and created a huge deep pit.
Level 95 Titled Douluo, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan leader Yu Yuanzhen--died.
the other side.
The elder took several disciples, flapped his dragon wings desperately, and fled into the distance.
Screams kept coming from behind.
Those Spirit Hall Soul Master elites shot down their men from the air one by one like hunting prey.
The elder looked back and happened to see the golden beam of light in the distance and the huge thing falling from the sky.
His eyes became hot and tears burst out of his eyes.
But he didn't dare to stop.
He could only fly as hard as he could.
It flew twenty miles.
Thirty miles.
Fifty miles.
It was finally quiet behind me.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a golden light appearing in front of him.
Qian Xunji stood there, looking at him calmly.
"Where are you going?"
The elder's face instantly turned pale, and he turned around suddenly, trying to escape in the other direction.
But in terms of speed, who in the world can be faster than the strongest Angel Martial Soul in the sky?
Qian Xunji just flapped its six wings and stopped in front of him.
The elder knew there was no escape.
He turned around and knelt down in the air with a plop.
"Pope, please forgive me, I didn't do anything!"
Qian Xunji looked at him and said nothing.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the elder's eyes, and he suddenly released Martial Soul Avatar and rushed towards Qian Xunji.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope...
Then he saw the light.
First Soul Ring of Qian Xunji lights up, "First Soul Skill·Angel Light Blade."
Several golden light blades shot out.
The elder's Martial Soul Avatar, together with the dragon wings behind him, were cut into several sections by the light blade.
Blood was spilled, and the elder failed to escape and died on the spot.
Qian Xunji retracted his hand without even looking at the fallen body.
A few minutes later, Chrysanthemum Douluo flew to Qian Xunji and bowed.
"Your Majesty, all targets have been cleared."
Qian Xunji nodded. "Bury the body and leave no traces."
"Yes." Chrysanthemum Douluo agreed, but couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, are we going to break up with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
"Tear each other down?"
"If you break up, why don't you tell everyone that Yu Yuanzhen was killed by me?"
He paused and looked into the distance.
"By then, the two empires and major forces will be in panic and huddle together, which will be difficult to handle."
Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded thoughtfully.
Qian Xunji has no further explanation.
After tonight, Yu Yuanzhen and these children of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will disappear forever.
No one can be seen alive, and no body can be seen dead.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan will look everywhere but never find the answer.
They will suspect Spirit Hall, but there is no evidence.
They will be angry and afraid, but they dare not act rashly.
And what he wants is this.
Because he understands that now is not the time to turn over the table.
After he kills Tang San, kills Tang Hao, and after he becomes a god, no one in this world will dare to be his enemy.
As for why not kill Tang Hao directly and prevent Tang San from being born?
He asked the system.
The system's answer is: Tang San traveling to the Douluo Continent is the inevitable result.
If Tang Hao dies early, Tang San will still travel through time, but his father will not be Tang Hao, but someone else.
By then, there will be a huge crowd, where can I find Tang San?
That Tang San, will it still be called Tang San?
Will it still be the Tang San that makes him afraid?
He can't afford to gamble.
Therefore, he could only wait for the child to be born.
Qian Xunji took back his thoughts, turned around and flew in the direction of Spirit City.
Behind him, Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo led his men and began to clear the battlefield.
Those corpses will be buried deep in the mountains.
Those traces will be completely erased.
No one will know what happened tonight.
Except themselves.
Late at night.
Spirit City, Bedroom.
Qian Xunji Push open the door.
The room was filled with candlelight and warm atmosphere.
His eyes swept across the room and finally landed on the balcony.
Bibi Dong was sitting there, wearing a coat, looking at the night sky in trance.
When she heard the noise, she turned her head sharply.
When she saw it was him, the worry in her eyes disappeared.
"Back?"
Qian Xunji walked over and sat down next to her, "I'm back."
Bibi Dong stared at him for a long time, without asking the result, just leaning into his arms.
Qian Xunji hugged her, "Where's the baby?"
"Go to sleep. I fell asleep after drinking milk. You're very good."
Qian Xunji looked at the small bed in the room.
Qian Renxue was lying there, her little body wrapped in a soft quilt, only half of her face exposed.
The candlelight reflected on her face, and she slept soundly and peacefully.
He looked away and hugged Bibi Dong tighter.
After a while, Bibi Dong spoke softly, "Is everything solved?"
"Hmm."
At this time, Bibi Dong picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and suddenly sighed.
"I want to drink."
"You can't drink alcohol while breastfeeding."
Bibi Dong pursed his lips, put down the teacup, and looked at him with some resentment.
"I know, just think about it."
Qian Xunji stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.
"When Xiao Xue is weaned, I will drink as much as you can."
"Keep your word?"
"Keep your word."
Bibi Dong leaned in his arms, and the little resentment in her heart gradually dissipated.
At this moment, there was a slight movement behind him.
They both turned back at the same time.
On the small bed, Qian Renxue woke up at some point.
She supported her little body and slowly got up from the bed. Her little head turned around, and finally her eyes fell on her parents on the balcony.
"Ah--"
She let out a soft cry.
Bibi Dong smiled, got up, walked over, and picked up her daughter from the bed.
"Are you awake? Have a nightmare?"
Qian Renxue didn't say anything. She just woke up and found that there was no one around her. She was a little unaccustomed to it.
Qian Xunji also came over, stretched out his hand and rubbed his daughter's little head.
"Let's go and watch the moon together."
The family of three returned to the balcony.
Bibi Dong sat on the bamboo chair holding Qian Renxue, while Qian Xunji moved a stool and sat next to it.
Qian Renxue nestled in her mother's arms, looking up at the wheel Full Moon in the sky.
Bibi Dong picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Qian Xunji also picked up the teacup.
Qian Renxue looked at them and suddenly opened his mouth.
"Ah--"
Bibi Dong brought the tea cup to her mouth and tilted it gently.
A few drops of tea dripped into her mouth.
Qian Renxue touched it.
A little bitter.
But instead of spitting it out, she opened her mouth again.
"Ah--"
More.
Bibi Dong fed her a few more drops.
The family of three just sat on the balcony, drinking tea, looking at the moon, and occasionally talking a few words.
Three days later.
A big news spread quickly in Soul Master World.
That is Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the patriarch Yu Yuanzhen, disappeared.
No one can be seen alive, and no body can be seen dead.
The people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They sent people to inquire everywhere. From major forces to remote towns, the replies they received were all - they had never seen it.