Dozens of kilometers away, where Sun Moon Empire was watching the battle, everyone fell into silence after seeing Lu Ren win like this.
The wind blew in from the direction of the battlefield, carrying the smell of scorched earth and rust. It made the flags rustle, but no one spoke.
Xu Tianran was slumped in a wheelchair, his face as white as freshly starched linen.
His lips were covered with a layer of blue-grey color, and there was a bloody mark from his bite in the center of his lower lip, but he was completely unaware of it.
The hands tightly gripping the armrests of the wheelchair are enough to prove how panicked Xu Tianran is now.
God Official----Even God Official is dead.
The thought was like a cold snake, crawling up from the end of his spine to the back of his head.
He could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up, and the fabric on his back was soaked with cold sweat, making it wet and sticky against his skin.
That white-haired boy, with Titled Douluo's cultivation, killed two gods with force.
Tang Hao is dead.
Ah Yin also exploded.
These two were already legends on Douluo's land thousands of years ago, and now even more so with God Official Level's cultivation, they directly turned into the scene of two masses of blood mist blooming on Projection Screen. It was still replayed repeatedly behind his eyelids, and he couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he blinked.
Xu Tianran's stomach contracted suddenly, and there was a sour and bitter smell of bile in his throat.
On this day, his mood could be said to be ups and downs ------
How much Xu Tianran hopes that God Official, Tang Hao and Ah Yin, can defeat Lu Ren?
Two God Official, from the Divine Realm, just arrived at the Douluo Continent.
Such a lineup would be a crushing presence in any era in mainland China.
He had even drafted an edict to attack Spirit Pagoda in his mind before the war started, and he would announce it to the world just after the battle report came back.
Now those drafts were burned to ashes in his mind.
"Pass--pass the order!"
Xu Tianran's voice was squeezed out of his throat, dry and trembling, like a rusty iron door being forced open.
"Let the people evacuated outside the city return immediately to Mingdu! All guards and worshipers, retreat immediately! The last two words were almost shouted by Xu Tianran immediately.
The guard next to him was so frightened by the voice that he trembled. He quickly bowed to accept the order, turned around and ran out.
The soles of the boots hit the ground, making a rapid clicking sound.
Kong Deming always stood half a step behind Xu Tianran's wheelchair and never moved from beginning to end.
There were panics, screams, and gasps of air-conditioning at the scene, but he remained motionless like a rock Thousand-Year washed away by the sea.
Only those old eyes sunk deep into their sockets were looking at the faint White-Haired Figure in the direction of the battlefield.
At this point, what's the point of retreating or not?
Kong Deming chewed this sentence several times in his heart, but finally did not say it out loud.
He could feel as if a huge stone had fallen into his chest. Every time he breathed, he had to exert several times more force than usual to squeeze the air out of his lungs.
If the other party really wants to take action against them, the people will not be able to stop him even if they don't return to the city.
A strong man of that level can wipe out a city with just a flip of his hand.
Mortal population numbers have no weight in the face of absolute power.
Just like how many ant nests there are, they can't stop a pot of boiling water.
Xu Tianran seemed to notice Kong Deming's silence and turned his head sharply.
He turned his neck too quickly, and his cervical vertebrae made a snapping sound.
The bottom of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his pupils were trembling slightly, and the corners of his mouth were curved in an arc that was uglier than crying.
It was the expression of a drowning person before he grabs the driftwood, eager and panicked, with a hint of abnormal excitement.
"Elder Kong, tell me, with our current level of Soul Tool, plus the full strength of Mingdu, can we stop him?"
Hearing this, the muscles at the corners of Kong Deming's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Can it be stopped?
The question itself is a joke.
Three Limit Douluo teamed up, Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao, Mu En, each of them is an old Monster who has lived for at least two hundred years, standing at the top of the mainland Soul Master pyramid.
They joined forces to attack, and their momentum was enough to make half of the continent tremble.
What's the result?
They were beaten to death one by one by Lu Ren, and the last body belonging to Mu En, which was split into two, is still lying on the ground in the center of the battlefield.
The complete Mu En became 2.5 Mu En.
What is even more exaggerated is that Lu Ren at that time was only Soul Douluo.
After that, he broke through the two Star Dou Great Forest overlords Titled Douluo, Tai Tan and Niu Tian in the battle and pounced on them.
Those two were blessed by Divine Power, and the attack from Limit Douluo, who was so thick-skinned and thick-skinned, could only spark sparks on their bodies.
What's the result?
Wasn't it just a few moves that Lu Ren defeated him?
The mango was cut into dices directly by a few Slashes.
As for Tang Hao and Ah Yin, these two are genuine God Official. Just the fluctuation of their breath can make people breathless even though they are tens of kilometers apart.
But even they were blown away by Lu Ren's Hollow Technique: Imaginary Mass, and not even the scum was left.
In the face of this kind of power that can tear apart space and crush gods, what is Mingdu's Soul Tool line of defense?
It's just a piece of scum!
Kong Deming was silent for a long time. The wind from the high platform came over again, blowing his hair against his cheeks, but he did not raise his hand to brush it away.
Most of the smoke and dust on the battlefield in the distance has dispersed, revealing a huge bowl-shaped crater with dirt still falling down from the edge.
"Your Majesty." He finally spoke, with an inexorable weakness in his voice, "With our current level of Soul Guidance Technology, the probability of defeating Lu Ren head-on is almost zero."
"Almost zero----"
The last remaining blood on Xu Tianran's face had completely faded away, and his entire face was almost transparently pale. The veins on his forehead were faintly visible, pulsing.
He leaned back on the back of the wheelchair, and the back of his head hit the back of the chair with a muffled sound.
His chest was heaving violently, and his breathing was shallow and rapid, like a fish being slapped ashore.
His panicked eyes wandered around, from Kong Deming's face to the still smoking battlefield in the distance, from the battlefield to the guards who were hurriedly packing up their equipment near the scene, and then from the guards back to the trembling fingertips in front of him.
The next moment, Xu Tianran seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
It was an extremely abnormal brightness, like a drowning man finally seeing a floating straw on the turbid water.
His body suddenly leaned forward, almost falling off the wheelchair, and his hands made random gestures in the air.
"People! Yes, there are also people from Mingdu!"
His speaking speed suddenly increased, as if he was afraid that if he slowed down for a second, this brilliant idea would evaporate from his mind.
"I walked with the people returning to the city and mixed in with the people returning to the city. No matter how strong he Lu Ren is, he can't attack innocent people, right?"
"If he dares to massacre civilians, he will be cast aside by the entire continent and his reputation will be ruined. He will be written down as a murderer in the history books, and all forces will unite to attack him."
"If he doesn't dare, he will definitely not dare!"
Xu Tianran The more he said it, the more it made sense. The spittle flew out of the corner of his mouth and splashed on the back of his hand, but he didn't care.
"When the time comes Elder Kong, you will be waiting for an opportunity to intercept. There is no need for a head-on confrontation. As long as it can be delayed for a moment, a few breaths will be enough."
"In this way, we can return to Mingdu Grand Formation. As long as we enter the city and all Soul Tool Turret are fully charged, plus Elder Kong you are responsible for the frontal attack, we will be safe!"
He said the last sentence decisively, as if he was trying to convince himself more than others.
Kong Deming was suddenly startled, the expression on his face was exactly the same as the old man on the subway with his cell phone.
Now, for the first time, he wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Do I call Lu Ren?
Real or fake?
Monster, who can't even take a few moves from God Official, what's the difference between him, a person who hasn't even stepped over Super Douluo at level ninety-five, and actively putting his head under the guillotine?
I'm afraid that if Lu Ren stands still and Kong Deming attacks casually, he won't be able to break through the opponent's defense.
Then he had to be chopped from head to toe by Invisible Slash, and he didn't even have time to leave any last words.
Kong Deming can even imagine that scene clearly.
He mobilized his whole body Soul Power to use Level 9 Soul Tool to fire a volley, and then Lu Ren just raised his eyelids and moved his fingers this way casually.
Slashes flew through the air silently, and the protective body Soul Power on his body exploded like a soap bubble. His eyes suddenly turned around, and he saw that his lower body was still standing in the same place, while his upper body had flown out.
It's so specific that Kong Deming already feels the coming of death.
But when he lowered his head and saw Xu Tianran's bloodshot eyes, they were filled with fear, unwillingness, desire for survival, and a trace of expectation that had become distorted to the point of being almost pathological.
This made Kong Deming swallow the words that came to his lips.
If this basin of cold water is poured on him, the young emperor will probably collapse directly.
So Kong Deming could only nod slightly, and a few strands of hair fell from his shoulders, covering half of his face.
His tone was so calm that no emotion could be heard. "I will do my best, veteran."
Even so, the scale in his heart was very clear.
In the face of the absolute power gap, the word "try your best" is as light as a feather blown by the wind.
Even if you try your best to swing out, you won't be able to hurt the opponent even a hair.
Soon, the guards began to take action, and Level 9 Soul Engineers was also evacuating quickly.
The footsteps were chaotic and rapid. Someone tripped over a cable on the ground, got up and continued running without brushing off the dust.
The crowd gathered around Xu Tianran's wheelchair, like a group of frightened birds and beasts, hurriedly evacuated in the direction of Mingdu.
There were all kinds of Soul Tool scattered on the ground that were too late to clean up.
No one cared about this. Everyone just wanted to leave the high ground where they could directly see the battlefield. It seemed that the farther away they were, the further away the white-haired boy was from them.
Among them, only the movement of Jing Hongchen is the slowest.
Because he didn't panic at all.
After all, only he has the best relationship with Lu Ren among the people present. Now that Lu Ren has become the strongest existence on the Douluo Continent, what does he have to be afraid of?
"Hey, choosing to invest in this guy back then was the most correct thing I did in my life."
Jing Hongchen couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
In the center of the battlefield, the last wisp of smoke finally settled.
Lu Ren stood on the edge of the huge bowl-shaped pit that was blasted out, stepped on the edge of the pit with his toes, and glanced down.
In Six Eyes's field of vision, there were only burnt black soil and a few pieces of Rubble still smoking at the bottom of the pit.
--
There are almost no traces of life left, and a few scattered Soul Power remnants are quickly dissipating in the air like blown out candles.
Even the surrounding space folds that were torn apart by the World-Cutting Slash attack were slowly healed under the influence of World Rule.
Lu Ren laughed lightly and looked away.
All in all, after one day of fighting, the results were indeed a bit exaggerated.
First, we cleaned up Zhongli Wu and a group of Holy Spirit Cult senior officials, which made Holy Spirit Cult almost extinct.
Then Ye Xishui, Long Xiaoyao, and Mu En, three Limit Douluo who had stood on the mainland for at least two hundred years, joined forces to besiege him.
Then they were killed one by one by Lu Ren.
Once Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao died, it basically announced that there was no more Holy Spirit Cult on the Douluo Continent, and there was no Evil Soul Master organization.
Once these three die, it will be Tai Tan and Niu Tian's turn.
These two Star Dou Great Forest overlords can suppress Lu Ren at first.
But after Lu Ren broke through Titled Douluo's cultivation level, he cut them into mango dices in just a few moves and didn't last long at all.
Finally there are Tang Hao and Ah Yin.
These two God Official, law enforcers from the Divine Realm, threatened to take him to the Divine Realm with harsh words.
Then these two men also died.
In other words, Lu Ren killed a total of seven or more Limit Douluo beings. As for people like Zhongli Wu, forget it, not much effort was wasted.
Throughout the day, there were wheel battles one after another, with each opponent stronger than the last.
From Limit Douluo to the Divine Realm God Official, the intensity has been increasing, as if the top combat forces in the entire continent are lining up to train him.
It's hard to imagine that so many battles were squeezed into the same day.
Every single one of them is a pinnacle showdown that can be recorded in history, and they are all arranged into flowing seats----
Lu Ren also felt that this day passed so long that he couldn't help but complain, "This day has been more lively than the whole of the years I have lived."
He stretched out, raised his arms above his head, and crossed his fingers.
The spine made a series of crisp popping sounds from the cervical vertebrae to the tail vertebrae, crackling like fried beans.
The warm current of Reverse Cursed Technique is still flowing slowly in his Meridians, like warm water washing a spring that has been stretched repeatedly, repairing those small muscle tears and tendon injuries bit by bit.
It's not in peak condition, but it's more than enough to clean up the mess.
Six Eyes reconfirmed again and scanned a radius of a hundred miles.
No new breath is approaching.
It seems that this wheel war is indeed over.
Everything that should come has come, and everything that deserves to die has died.
He was too lazy to stay where he was and wait for the next wave of opponents.
If another blind person comes out of nowhere, today's fight will never be over.
The next moment, Lu Ren put his hands together, the light in front of him was distorted for a moment, the scorched earth under his feet was stretched into blurry blocks of color, and then the whole world refocused.
Then he appeared in the center of the viewing area where everyone at Spirit Pagoda was.
The boy with white hair and blue eyes stood out of thin air. The dust from the battle still remained on his body. There were burnt marks on the corners of his clothes, but he stood casually and had a slight curve at the corner of his mouth.
The people who were talking about Projection Screen Soul Tool with excited faces instantly fell silent.
Everyone turned their heads in unison, focusing their gazes in the same direction. The air was stagnant for half a second, and there was only the whine coming from the wind.
"Lu Ren-sama!"
Wuyun was the first to break the silence, roaring in a loud voice. He could not hide the ecstasy on his face, and his eyes crinkled with laughter.
"You're back! You really won! Even God Official was killed by you!"
His voice was so loud that several people around him turned sideways involuntarily, but no one found it noisy.
Everyone has the same expression on their faces.
His mouth was grinning, his eyes were bright, and his shoulders were slightly slumped due to relaxation. The previous tension and worry completely disintegrated in this voice.
"Too strong!" Someone shouted, and then the whole scene went crazy.
Some people took off their hats and threw them into the sky, while others slapped the companion next to them on the back so hard that they grinned but continued to smile.
Several young people were so excited that their eyes were red, their fists were clenched tightly, their lips were pursed into a line, and they were holding back tears.
"So I said, I will win." Lu Ren smiled and nodded.
The scene once again erupted into loud cheers.
Du Busi strode forward. This Sect Master of the Body Sect usually walks with wind, and is so bold and flamboyant that he wants to let the entire continent know his name Du Busi. At this moment, his steps are inexplicably a little slower, and the force of landing is more than one level lighter than usual.
After all, the current Lu Ren is much stronger than him.
The sixteen-year-old white-haired boy in front of him had killed Limit Douluo, Star Dou Overlord, and Divine Realm God Official today. His record was so great that his arrogance that had been domineering for most of his life had to be temporarily put on hold.
This kind of restraint is not deliberate, it is completely an instinctive reaction that occurs automatically when seeing an absolutely powerful person.
Just like when a wild animal encounters a being that is one level higher than itself in the food chain, it will automatically lower its body and step lightly.
Du Busi's eyes fell on Lu Ren, and he scanned him up and down several times.
His lips moved, trying to find a word with enough weight, but he found that the vocabulary reserve in his stomach was not enough.
In the end, thousands of words turned into just one sigh, "Good boy, I really belong to you. In all my life, I have never seen such a monster like you."
He was really convinced.
Serve from the inside out, completely.
In the past, he believed that Body Sect was extremely talented. His previous sect masters were among the best Super Douluos in the mainland. He was even more capable of Level 98. Looking at the mainland, few people dared to speak loudly in front of him.
But today he watched Lu Ren kill all the way from Limit Douluo to God Official----
That kind of power has completely exceeded the upper limit of his understanding.
Not to mention that he is only Super Douluo, even if one day he is lucky enough to break through to Limit Douluo, I am afraid he will not be able to make three moves in front of this young man.
But what surprised him was that Lu Ren's attitude did not change at all.
The white-haired boy bowed slightly and said, "Senior, that's ridiculous. I can win today's battle thanks to all of you who held the battle from behind and stabilized the position. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to fight with such peace of mind."
There is no air of being arrogant about one's talents, and there is no need to carry oneself to the sky just because one's strength has soared.
I still call him senior, and I still respect him as Sect Master of the Body Sect, as if the white-haired murderer who slaughtered gods on the battlefield today and the polite young man in front of me are two different people.