Ye Chen took the lead with a quick step and he had already arrived in front of the towering Shura Hall.

Looking at the magnificent Shenzong Hall, the vitality emitted inside was extremely strong, so that the entire hall looked like a living thing, emitting all kinds of strangeness.

"Ye Chen, why don't you go in? The cultivation room of Tang San and Dai Mubai is here."

After Ma Hongjun took away the Emperor's Fireworks, he followed closely. Then, he was about to push open the gate in front of the hall and take Ye Chen into the core of the Shenzong.

However, at this moment, the black coffin above the two people suddenly made a violent "buzzing" sound, and then a magnificent thick dark clouds were swarming from all over the Douluo Continent towards the Nine-Finger Soul-Destroying Coffin and gathering madly towards the Shura Shenzong.

"What is that? It looks like a dark cloud, but why does it give people a feeling of depression?"

Ma Hongjun revealed his questions on the spot when he found dark clouds gathering around the dark coffin in the sky.

Ye Chen, who was standing beside him, also replied with his eyes slightly condensed: "It's not the dark clouds, the sky condenses the wronged soul."

After revealing the essence of the dark clouds, both Ye Chen and Ma Hongjun were surprised at the first time, because just by judging the concentration of the black souls above the sky, the number of deaths in Douluo Continent needs to reach at least one million, and as the dark clouds continue to grow, the number is also growing wildly.

"No, those are really wronged souls?"

Ma Hongjun said in disbelief, but soon, he keenly discovered that the large area gathered in the dark clouds beside the black coffin. From time to time, countless black figures would appear, roar and struggle, roaring constantly, as if they wanted to break free from the control of the black cloud surrounding them, and were extremely cunning.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, but just dispersed his spiritual sense in an instant, covering the entire Douluo Continent, trying to find out the situation.

But before a while, he couldn't help but curse, "Beast!"

As he said that, gorgeous flames suddenly appeared all over Ye Chen's body. Immediately afterwards, a series of bright emperor flames that were rushing violently from Ye Chen's body, flew out frantically like anti-aircraft cannons, speeding towards the forces of various countries in the mainland.

At the same time, within the Tiandou Imperial Capital.

The Empress Xue Ke, who was stained with blood, sat upright on the edge of the Great Emperor's Hall, looking at the imperial capital with corpses everywhere in despair, and the imperial city army guarding the palace struggling dyingly in front of the hall, muttering to herself.

"Why, why did it still become like this? I thought that as long as I am obedient, the Tiandou Empire could be preserved. Even if I wanted me to start a war against neighboring countries, I would be willing to do anything."

"But, why do you, Shura Shenzong, want to kill my entire empire so cruelly?"

With Xue Ke's last roar, the thousands of soldiers guarding the palace were instantly killed by a ghost-faced blood-robed man holding a huge scythe in his hand. Blood suddenly surged like a spring, spreading all over the square in front of the palace, causing large patches of blood scabs that had dried up and turned dark red, dyeing them bright red again.

Seeing this, Xue Ke couldn't help but pull out the long sword from her waist, suddenly summoned the noble and white swan martial soul, and looked straight at the sickle ghost face, maintaining his last strength as the empress, saying: "Today, although this emperor dies, I will never die."

As he said that, Xue Ke jumped up from the top of the hall with all his might, raising his sword toward the sickle ghost-faced man.

However, after seeing her inspiring soul power, the ghost face man made her lick her mouth and smiled cruelly: "Mortal ants, I have kept you alive for so long. It was because the God King was kind to let you live until now. Please be content."

As he said that, the man in the blood-robed robe with a ghost face raised the scythe in his hand and raised his head to the sky with devout look: "Everything is for the God King."

After saying that, the sickle, which was taller than the size, was suddenly swung by it, and slashed towards Xue Ke, drawing out a large area of ​​divine magical sickle.

The powerful divine attack, and the breath alone, made Xue Ke, who was about to die with his subjects, rush blood from the corners of his mouth, the martial soul swan trembled and was seriously injured.

But even so, Xue Ke still stubbornly wanted to attack. Even though she knew she would die, she did not want her empire people to die so innocently. As the empress, she could not surrender.

“Ahhhh~”

Xue Ke let out a harsh roar, and the swan martial soul behind her also burst out with a dazzling white light, followed by a "click" sound, as if something was broken.

Immediately, the man in the blood-robed robe of sickle was attacking, and the martial soul behind Xue Ke actually burst out with a sudden burst of hot and violent flames, but the appearance of the swan martial soul also changed and evolved towards the legendary Zhuque soul.

At this moment, the soul power of the Empress Xue Ke also rose wildly to the level of Contra, and its aura continued to rise and become stronger.

Seeing this scene, the man in the sickle blood robe stared in surprise and said with a whisper, "The evolution of the martial soul is a sudden change? It's rare, but it's a pity that today, your Tiandou Royal Family is in the future. Even if the martial soul has unlimited potential in the future, it is only today's glory."

After thinking about it, the man in the sickle blood robe increased his divine power output, so that the divine magic weapon he slashed suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, it had already descended in front of Xue Ke.

The powerful power of the gods came, and even the Zhuque martial soul that Xue Ke had just evolved and mutated was trembling and shaking wildly, and the soul ring suddenly darkened.

The absolute gap in strength is not a supreme martial soul that can be resisted.

At that moment, when Xue Ke drew his sword and came into contact with the sickle, she began to bleed in seven orifices, and the soul power system in her body was also rapidly collapsed and damaged, as if she was going to die at any time.

At this moment, Xue Ke, who felt that he had no life, couldn't help but think of a figure in his mind and said, "Is it over? Finally, there is no need to be so tired. Sister Renxue, I wish I could lean on your shoulders when I was a child. Even if those are just false, I still think it's beautiful."

Xue Ke showed a smile on her lips. When she closed her eyes, she seemed to be back when she was a child, back to the one who stayed by Qinghe's side all day long, pestered him and asked him to take her out for fun, and bought a lot of delicious food.

"ah!"

Desperate Xue Ke, who was trapped in beautiful memories, was suddenly awakened by a scream. When she came to her senses, the overly powerful Shura god was instantly burned into nothingness by a ball of gorgeous flames. He could not die anymore. Even the scream could only barely say one sentence.

Seeing the gorgeous flames that killed the man with blood robe of sickle were dissipating, Xue Ke couldn't help but murmur: "This is..."

Before she could tell, she seemed to notice it and looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!