More than ten miles outside Wuhun City, the lights of the Elder's Hall, located between the mountains and forests, are still bright, and the lights are like fireflies in the dark mountains and forests, dotted with stars.

Under the cover of night, the sporadic chirping of birds and the movement of beasts are particularly obvious in the silent night, and the faint fluorescence that occasionally shines in the eyes of wild beasts walking alone at night also looks particularly weird.

Tonight, some beasts who originally lived close to the Elder's Hall discovered something strange. A room that had never been lit at night was now illuminated like daylight.

Dazzling but not blinding light shines through the huge glass floor-to-ceiling window to the outside world, forcing all animals hidden in the darkness into the distance.

Different from usual, the lights in the conference hall of the Elder Hall were on tonight, illuminating the spacious space.

As the highest decision-making space of Wuhun Palace, the conference hall usually brings together the Pope and many elders to make joint decisions. In order to accommodate everyone's time and avoid affecting rest, most meetings are arranged during the day when there is plenty of daylight.

Therefore, although lights are installed in the conference hall of the Elder Hall, they are rarely used.

Tonight is obviously very special. The lamp that has been used as a decoration in the conference hall for a long time is finally used.

And, in addition, what is special about tonight is not only reflected in this, there are only two people in the conference hall that usually has fifteen people in every meeting!

"You want to mobilize the troops of Wuhun Palace to besiege the killing city. Bibi Dong, do you know what you are talking about?"

The old man with blond hair as bright as the sun was wearing a platinum robe. He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. He looked at the darkness outside the window without looking back and coldly questioned the woman behind him.

It was as if she was not the pope who held the highest power in the continent, but just an ordinary woman.

Behind Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, who was wearing a white bottom and a lavender-trimmed dress, sat on a chair. Her beautiful hair that fell down because she was not wearing a crown was scattered around her slender, fair and fair hair.

A neck that exudes infinite charm.

Bibi Dong put one hand casually on the conference table, and placed the other hand on the round right thigh that was resting on her left leg. Qiong leaned her head on the back of the chair and nodded lightly.

She knew that even though Qian Daoliu did not look back at her, with his strong strength and perception, he would definitely know her nod.

"I know exactly what I'm talking about, Great Elder. What I'm asking for is not to capture the Killing City, but just to send troops to surround and defend it to avoid some unmanageable accidents."

Bibi Dong's voice is as soothing as the spring breeze, and there is a kind of magic that makes people can't help but believe in her.

Bibi Dong also heard the doubt and resistance in Qian Daoliu's words, but at this moment her words were full of determination and uncompromising.

It seems like there is some reason to persist.

"Ha~" Qian Daoliu sneered, as if he was amused by Bibi Dong's words.

"What kind of place is the City of Killing, trying to capture it...Bibi Dong, you should also know that the City of Killing has its own set of rules for its operation, and it is not subject to our interference. Even if the strength arrives on this continent,

Even if it reaches its peak, it’s not enough to interfere with it.”

"If you want to send troops to guard it, it will also cause the desperate evildoers who are wandering the mainland to lose their last refuge. They will eventually become mad and lose their minds, and the destruction will be even greater."

Turning around and looking coldly at the beautiful woman sitting at the other end of the conference table, Qian Daoliu put one hand on the table and leaned forward slightly:

"Furthermore... the Killing City has been maintained for more than thousands of years without any accidents. What are you worried about? Don't tell me that you asked me out tonight just to let me meet your unreasonable demands."

"I'm not in the mood to waste time here with you."

Looking at Bibi Dong who looked calm with a frown, Qian Daoliu didn't think that this woman with a profound knowledge of the city would do something unreasonable.

She must have her reasons for this arrangement.

"Either you tell me the real reason to convince me, or you don't even think about mobilizing Wuhundian's troops."

"Don't forget, the reason why you can become the pope who controls everything on the mainland is inseparable from my support. If I really don't want to help you, it will be difficult for your decree to even get out of Wuhun City."

After saying this, he moved his eyes away from Bibi Dong. Qian Daoliu stepped forward and prepared to leave the conference hall. He didn't want to waste time.

"In the next few days, some unpredictable changes may occur in the Killing City, and the degenerates hiding there may take this opportunity to escape. In order to avoid causing too much damage to the mainland, we must wait until the danger first emerges.

Then kill it."

Before Qian Daoliu left the conference hall, Bibi Dong continued to add in a leisurely manner.

Qian Daoliu's footsteps stopped, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed. This peerless Douluo who has been proud of the mainland for hundreds of years never needs to hide his sharpness.

Turning around and looking directly at Bibi Dong's back, Qian Daoliu's tone became much more serious and asked:

"What's going to change? How do you know?"

Many extremely vicious criminals are "imprisoned" in the Killing City. It is the most vicious and cruel place in the entire Douluo Continent, and the crimes contained therein are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Even the crimes that once caused a sensation in the mainland may not be considered as much in the city of killings.

Moreover, there is an old friend of Qiandaoliu trapped in the killing city.

Qian Daoliu didn't want any omissions to occur in the "natural cage" of the Killing City.

Standing up from the seat, Bibi Dong elegantly straightened her long skirt, and then looked directly at Qian Daoliu with her pale pink eyes:

"Because Fan Yun wants to go in and look for something."

The next moment, the round table in the conference hall made an explosion, and the sturdy tables and chairs made of ten thousand-year-old dragon rock wood were instantly crushed into powder under the powerful conflict of soul power. The lamps and candles on the top of the hall also made a loud noise, and then the lights

went out, and the conference hall fell into darkness again.

Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong stood face to face, their terrifying soul powers constantly clashing in this small space. In the blink of an eye, everything in the toilet room was torn to pieces.

"Bibi Dong, what did you say?"

…

The city of killing.

The huge stone bridge connects the gate that is only accessible to the outside world, and continues to spread, crossing the red river that is constantly flowing like blood underneath.

You have clearly entered a building that looks like an old castle, but after entering the gate, you feel like you have entered a new world. The scarlet blood moon hangs in the red sky, and together with the red river flowing underneath

, erosion infects everyone who enters it.

"squeak!"

A heavy voice sounded, and the door that had not been opened for a long time was opened again. A handsome young man in white clothes with long feathers floating on his shoulders walked into the Killing City from the outside.

And as the young man in white entered, the door that had never been accessible also quickly closed under the influence of an inexplicable force, seemingly blocking the young man's retreat.

Frowning as he observed the surrounding environment, Fan Yun found the smell of blood in the air disgusting, and the ubiquitous aura of depravity made him find it unbearable.

Walking on the stone bridge, Fan Yun, who was observing the environment, sensed that there seemed to be a strong "yoke" trying to break through his defenses and lock it on his body. Its whereabouts were secretive, hiding some kind of power that ordinary people could not resist.

With a frown, Fan Yun's body trembled slightly, and he hit the "shackles". The strong "shackles" were directly shattered by Fan Yun's collision, and disappeared into the air of the killing city without invading Fan Yun.

Half of the cloud body.

Fan Yun raised his head slightly, looked at the blood moon hanging in the sky, raised a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and continued walking on the stone bridge.

"My strength and life level are not inferior to yours, and you cannot use your arbitrary power to overwhelm me."

"Besides, I am not a so-called god. If I don't abide by the laws of gods, your laws will not affect me."

"I want to see if the so-called essence of the gods is consistent with what I think."

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