Starluo City is thousands of miles east of it.

A stream of light came in an instant and landed on the ground. What was wrapped in the stream of light was the figure of a middle-aged man.

Yes, this middle-aged man is Dai Heng, the emperor of the Xingluo Empire!

At this time, Dai Heng's expression was gloomy and sunny. He looked at the direction of Xingluo City that had been destroyed from afar and said, "They are all dead, but I have survived. What is this purple light that destroys the world? I'm afraid that even the ultimate Douluo cannot achieve this level!"

Blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth. Although he successfully escaped from Xingluo City, the purple light still eroded his body before leaving.

Originally, he was a super Douluo, and his cultivation level suddenly dropped by level three. In addition, he is currently in poor condition. Now he may only be able to exert the strength of a level 91 titled Douluo.

"Forget it, take a break here and I will go to Gengxin City, the metal capital, where I may have the ability to re-control the Xingluo Empire." Dai Heng thought so, a gem-shaped storage soul guide on his waist lit up, and a large number of daily necessities and tents appeared in front of him.

Don't ask why you should carry these things with you as an emperor.

You should know that the evil-eyed White Tiger clan of the Xingluo Empire is originally a warlike nation. No matter when, they will be prepared to survive in the wilderness.

Although Dai Heng was the emperor and had slaves to serve him in daily life, as the emperor of the Xingluo Empire, the strongest empire, the strongest empire, Dai Heng naturally had a strong self-survival ability.

He flipped his hands quickly, and a bonfire rose in front of him. It was darkness, and the flames illuminated his surroundings.

A piece of fresh raw meat appeared in his hand, skewed together by a slender iron rod, and grilled on a bonfire.

After having supper, Dai Heng entered the tent to rest.

A night passed, and when the dawn light came, Dai Heng walked out of the tent early and packed his things.

"If I can conquer the high tower of the Shenjiang Tower in Gengxin City, the metal capital, then my command will have the strongest weapons and armor. Not to mention the army that resists the Martial Soul Empire, at least I can re-control the city that has not yet been lost in the Xingluo Empire."

"If the metal capital Gengxin City is used as a new stronghold, and even moved the capital to Gengxin City, everything will gradually get better. If this continues, I will have the opportunity to restore the country!"

While thinking, Dai Heng quickly packed up his things and killed some wild animals and soul beasts in the nearby mountains and forests to obtain the ingredients on his body.

At around Chen hour, Dai Heng had put all the items needed and some ingredients obtained from the local materials into the storage soul guide and was about to leave.

But at this moment, two figures were flying from a distance with the green wind.

Dai Heng, who had the title of Douluo cultivation, seemed to feel the fluctuation of the soul power and looked into the air. After seeing the figures of the two people clearly, Dai Heng's expression darkened, and the anger that had already been suppressed once again surged into his heart.

People from the Martial Soul Empire! Damn it!

Yes, the ones who were dragging the green wind were Feng Xiaoyu and Luo Chen.

At the Xingluo City Soul Master Competition seven years ago, Feng Xiaoyu had seen the face of the Xingluo Emperor Dai Heng. When he saw him, Feng Xiaoyu was happy. She quickly said to Luo Chen beside her: "Luo Chen, please inform Brother Chen quickly, we have discovered Dai Heng!"

As he said that, Feng Xiaoyu put Luo Chen down.

Luo Chen landed steadily on the ground, took out the communication rune stone from the storage soul guide, and quickly said to Gu Chen on the other end: "Brother Chen, we have discovered Dai Heng! But they seem to have discovered us, please support us at the speed!"

...

In the camp, Gu Chen heard Luo Chen's voice, without hesitation, took back the two puppets that were thrown out. He narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, and said, "Na'er, Xiao Yu found Dai Heng, use space to teleport, let's go!"

Gu Yuena nodded and held Gu Chen's right arm. The silver light flashed one after another, and the two of them quickly moved towards the direction Feng Xiaoyu had left before.

...

Feng Xiaoyu's feet also fell steadily on the ground. She looked at Dai Heng calmly and walked towards him step by step.

Seeing this, Dai Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was low, saying, "If I remember well, your name should be Feng Xiaoyu, right?"

Feng Xiaoyu nodded calmly and said, "Emperor Xingluo is really a memory. Seven years have passed, and my changes are not small, but you can recognize me at a glance."

Dai Heng gritted his teeth and said, "If what I think is good, then the purple light that destroyed Xingluo City and the Xingluo Empire was caused by your martial soul empire?"

Feng Xiaoyu's lips raised, and a sneer appeared. Her voice was deserted: "Yes, the person who caused all this was the one who gave you the teleportation talisman of a thousand miles and allowed you to live now!"

"Gu Chen!!" Dai Heng's expression condensed, and his evil-eyed white tiger martial soul possessed, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, and nine soul rings rose from the soles of his feet. The phantom of the evil-eyed white tiger appeared behind him, and the terrifying pressure from the titled Douluo suddenly came on Feng Xiaoyu's body.

But Feng Xiaoyu didn't move at all. You know, although she was just a soul saint, she was also a soul saint with two soul rings of 100,000 years!

After 100,000 years of soul ring and divine test rewards, Feng Xiaoyu was almost completely immune to Dai Heng's pressure.

Dai Heng roared wildly, and his voice was low: "Is it Gu Chen, the saint son of the Martial Soul Empire? I should have killed him as early as the beginning!"

Feng Xiaoyu smiled, and her smile was full of mockery: "But, did you dare at the beginning? And now you are even more unlikely to defeat him. If I guess correctly, your current soul power level is only 92, and the strength you can display is even less than your current soul power level!"

Dai Heng's face darkened, and Feng Xiaoyu's words did hit him in pain. Yes, with the strength he can show now, can he really defeat that Gu Chen?

You know, Gu Chen had the ability to kill the titled Douluo seven years ago!

"Gu Chen, I will kill him one day! But before that, you, and the food-based soul master behind you, will all die!" Dai Heng roared, his hands closed in front of his chest, and a white ball of light gathered rapidly in front of him, and finally turned into a laser and shot towards Feng Xiaoyu.

This white laser is the inherited soul skill of the evil-eyed white tiger martial soul, the white tiger's fierce light wave!
Chapter completed!