Chapter 320

When a number of titles Douluo raced across the sky and arrived at Ye Zhiqiu lying flat on the ground, the angel God did not know when he had frowned and squatted beside him. It seemed that he was seriously checking Ye Zhiqiu's situation, and by the way, he covered him with the law of the holy light to help him repair his injury.

At this time, ye Zhiqiu's face was pale, and his body was blown into pieces of tattered gowns of the temple of martial spirits. Under the robes were dense and small wounds, and the white robes were covered with bright blood.

What's more worrying about bibidong and others is that the corners of his mouth are still overflowing with blood at this time. He looks like a seriously injured and dying man, and he is not happy at all...

although bibidong and others are worried, they are also worried. But at this time, he did not dare to make a little noise, as if he was afraid of disturbing the angel God to heal Ye Zhiqiu.

With the passage of time, the wounds on Ye Zhiqiu's body surface have almost healed. And those soul masters under the title of "Douluo" arrived one after another, but they all stood quietly and silently.

The soft light that permeated Ye Zhiqiu's body gradually became dim. The angel God regained his power and stood up with a pitiful sigh on his face.

This scene makes all the people on the scene have a tight look, can't they? Can't it be saved?

"When the God level was first completed, he received the strongest suicide attack from the second level God. If he didn't die, he would be regarded as a big boy. Unfortunately, the wound can be healed, and the wound of the law is difficult to cure. He can only rely on himself. If he can not survive, he will fall down from the divine position permanently, and there is no possibility of becoming a God again. Take good care of it. It's a pity... It's a pity... "The angel God shook his head with a heavy face, and the performance was so vivid that ye Zhiqiu could not help giving him a thumbs up in his heart.

If the mainland of Douluo wants to set up an Oscar winner in the future, the first Oscar winner will give you angel God, which is worthy of your name.

After the angel God said this, he opened a space crack with a straight face and left in a hurry.

The first time he performed this kind of drama, he still fooled a large group of people. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold his face if he left again. If he was not careful and suddenly laughed out, he would be embarrassed. He had better leave as soon as possible.

Looking at the position where the angel God disappeared, Qian Daoliu held out his hand and opened his mouth. His face was a little dull.

I don't even have time to say a word. Are you old enough to leave?

The rest of the people are indifferent to the angel God's departure. Ye Zhiqiu can be OK. Although he may fall down from the throne, at least his life is saved.

For many of them, it is the best thing that ye Zhiqiu can save his life.

Bibidong picked up the "comatose" Ye Zhiqiu and stood in the center of the crater. Looking at the desolate scenery around, he suddenly looked a little silent.

Wuhun city can be rebuilt when it is gone. But how should the millions of ordinary residents of the city be arranged? The construction project is not a matter of a day and night. It is not easy to rebuild the Wuhun city because of the destruction around it.

And now ye Zhiqiu is seriously injured. The angels and gods have said that they should take good care of them. Naturally, they have to find a place for him to recuperate. But at this time, she can't leave millions of people in Wuhun city.

On the one hand, he is responsible for being a pope, and the other is for ye Zhiqiu's selfishness. Bibidong is in a dilemma for a while, and he is a bit upset.

It seems to see that bibidong is not in a good mood, and everyone present is silent. Even Ning Rongrong, who wanted to go forward, was pulled down by Ning Feng.

Wuhun city was destroyed. As a pope, she had too many things to consider. Now it is undoubtedly adding chaos.

"Why are you all so sad?" When everyone was silent for a while, an untimely inquiry broke the atmosphere. Ye Zhiqiu walked forward leisurely and leisurely.

The crowd looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was weak in his arms by bibidong, and looked at his lively and carefree face. His face was a bit strange.

But bibidong seemed to think of something. His eyes flashed and he quickly asked, "Xiaoqiu, the Wuhun city is destroyed. Can you send those ordinary people to settle down in other cities first?"

"Why? Would it be nice to build a new one without Wuhun city? " Ye Zhiqiu separated himself and wondered.

"Rebuild one? On he Rong... "

" Xianfa · Mudun · Huacheng skill "

Don't wait for bibidong to finish the words, ye Zhiqiu's body is a confident smile, hands a pat on the ground.

At this time, the surrounding land suddenly made a loud noise. The surface of the land tens of miles around was shaking. Under the ground under the people's feet, it seemed that there were countless monsters swimming around.

If someone looks down from high altitude, the terrain of the crater is obviously elevated. The concrete ground under everyone's feet has turned into flat wood, like a wooden floor.

Around the crater, a huge city wall with a length of 30 Li rose from the ground under the dull eyes of all people. Inside the wall, wooden buildings of different heights are also rapidly forming.As like as two peas, the new martial arts town is built in stone, except for all the other buildings. Although it is a wooden structure, Mu Dun, strengthened by Ye Zhiqiu, is not afraid of any fire. Even because it is made of one piece, it is more stable than the houses built with stone.

In front of the Pope's palace, all the people were suspicious of life and looked at Ye Zhiqiu's separation...

one skill destroys the city and the other turns the city into a city. Is this the divine level? But does it really have no effect on you when you are injured like this? The coverage of this soul skill is too exaggerated...

Three days later, everything in Wuhun city was back on track. The elite competition of senior soul division college in mainland China was officially launched the next day.

Everything seems to be back to the way it was before, as if nothing had happened.

East side hall, Wu Hun hall, the room dedicated to the son, a lie and a stand, two figures are talking.

Ye Zhiqiu looks at the pale figure beside him as if nothing happened. If this figure is seen by bibidong, they will be absolutely shocked at the scene, because this man is the blood demon who has already warped his braid in their understanding.

"Tell me about your dark demon world. How many people are there in total and what strength are they?"

The blood demon respectfully said: "the strongest one in the dark demon world is the devil emperor, and the law revealed on the surface is the power of red sun. Long ago, he was named the God of red sun. I heard that he mastered more than one law, but I don't know what the other one is."

"Under the devil emperor, there are three magic emperors, thunder demon emperor, devouring demon emperor and Xuanfeng devil emperor. They are all first-class gods and spirits. I am the last of the four generals of Xuanfeng devil emperor. "

"The end? So you're the weakest of his men? "

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