The Tyrant of Douluo Comes

Chapter 202

Star Empire.

"Report, no... no, Wuhun Palace is calling!"

At this time, it was during the morning court in the Star Luo Empire Palace. The Star Luo Emperor was quietly listening to the admonitions of the officials below, when a black-armored guard suddenly rolled into the hall in a panic and shouted urgently.

The whole place was silent at first, and then there was a burst of angry shouts.

"What a joke! How could Wuhun Palace attack the Star Luo Empire at this time? Whose craftsman are you? How dare you talk nonsense in front of the Holy Lord!"

"You are so brave. You dare to make lies in front of the emperor and confuse the public. This crime should be punished!"

"Come here, pull down this monster who talks nonsense and kill it!"

Hearing what this guard said, all the officials in the hall snorted indifferently, would Wuhun Palace attack the Star Luo Empire at this time?How can this be.

You must know that now is the most peaceful and stable time in the entire continent. Unless Wuhun Palace is almost crazy, it will attack the Star Luo Empire, one of the two major overlords of the continent, at this time.

"Your Majesty, I am wronged! I am not lying! Wuhun Palace has really invaded! There is still less than a hundred kilometers away, and Wuhun Palace's army will reach Xingluo City! Your Majesty!"

In desperation, the guard suddenly burst out with momentum, shook away the two guards who were holding him, and quickly knelt down and shouted urgently towards Emperor Xingluo on the high platform.

"What? Is what he said true? Has Wuhun Palace really sent troops to attack the Star Luo Empire?"

"But how is this possible? Why haven't we received any news? Why did Wuhun Palace send troops to attack us at this time?"

"It seems that Wuhun Palace's ambitions can no longer be suppressed. They may really want to unify the continent this time!"

At this moment, the officials in the main hall finally realized the seriousness of the matter, but they didn't understand why Wuhun Palace started to unify the continent without any warning. Even if a war was to be launched, it should first choose the opponent. The weakest Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!Why did Wuhun Palace choose the strongest Star Luo Empire to attack?

"Quiet! Why panic! Everyone is ready to fight and meet the enemy!"

The Star Luo Emperor, who was sitting at the top, shouted coldly with a gloomy look, and then rushed towards the back hall. The Wuhun Palace was powerful. If they really wanted to attack the Xing Luo Empire, they felt that they would not be able to resist it for long. At this time, they would not be able to resist. It was already too late to find other reinforcements, so he had to seek help from his father, otherwise the Star Luo Empire would really fall into his hands.

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At this time, on the other side, a strong wind suddenly appeared outside the Qibao Glazed Sect's mountain gate, causing turbulence in the surrounding void.

"what is that?"

"This...what's the matter?"

Several guards at the Qibao Glazed Sect's gate stared dumbly at the tornado whirlpool that suddenly appeared in the sky.

boom--

Suddenly, a roar came from the tornado vortex, followed by a strong holy light. Eight figures appeared in the void like gods descending from the earth, looking at the guards below with cold eyes. .

"This...who are these people? Are they gods?"

"So-so powerful!"

The guards swallowed and stared in shock at the figures appearing above them like gods.

"Where is Chenxin! Get out of here, my holy son!"

Get out...get out...get out...

Qian Renlin shouted coldly, and echoes echoed all over the Qibao Glazed Sect's gate. The soul masters below the Soul King all screamed to the point of bleeding, covering their ears and falling to their knees in pain.

The few guards outside the mountain gate who were still in numbness were directly shocked by the shout and flew backwards. They smashed the luxurious door behind them and spurted out a large mouthful of blood and hit the door a hundred meters away. On the floor tiles, he passed out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The only few people in the Qibao Glazed Sect with soul power above level [-], after shaking their buzzing heads, looked at the figure in the sky outside the mountain gate with endless brilliance. Just a sound of scolding can make the minds of soul saint-level 'strong men' roar and their chests surge. Those ordinary soul masters with soul powers below level [-] have their eardrums ruptured and their spirits torn apart by the direct shock. Cracked, one can imagine how terrifying the strength of the one in the sky is.

"So powerful! Who is this person? Why do you want to cause trouble for my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect? Why do you want Sword Douluo to get out by name?"

The few dozen or so soul masters above the Soul Saint level within the Qibao Glazed Sect who could still stand safely looked at Qian Renlin in horror and thought, the Qibao Glazed Sect has always valued peace and has never had any enemies on the mainland. , and it was a sect that was in alliance with the Tiandou Empire. They really couldn't understand when the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect had ever offended such a terrifying powerhouse.

The Seven Sword Slaves standing behind Qian Renlin all looked at the seemingly infinitely tall figure in front of them with fiery expressions and eyes. This was their master, the supreme genius of the Wuhun Palace, who was known as the most promising. The supreme genius who surpasses the God of Angels.

Being able to follow such a powerful master makes them feel endless pride and honor all the time. Following such a strong man is their countless honor.

At the same time, in a dark room in the back hall of the Qibao Glazed Sect, a slovenly old man with one hand and one leg lying on the bed was immediately shaken by the shout and rolled out of the bed, and As if he had endured countless tortures, his expression was writhing in pain.

In a relatively simple bungalow not far away, an old man in white clothes and silver hair sitting cross-legged on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and covered his chest, coughing violently. He sat like a javelin. The upright body also fell down at this moment.

Not far away, an old man in black clothes and white hair was sitting at a round table made of precious nanmu, drinking tea. At this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked out the door solemnly.

When he heard the cough from the side, he moved to the side of the other party. Looking at the pain of the silver-haired old man, he quickly stretched out a palm to put his back, sending soul power into his body. So that the other person won't feel so uncomfortable.

When the silver-haired old man regained his composure, he said in a frightened tone: "It's him...he's here!"

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