"A chrysanthemum, a kid. How dare you hurt my son? Go away." A deep voice suddenly sounded, like exploding in the air. The voice was not loud, but the arrogance contained in it made everyone's body tremble unconsciously.
Pope Bibidong's face suddenly became solemn, he let go of his pressure on Dugu Bo and stared into the air. In a deep explosion, Judouluo Yueguan and Guidouluo Ghosts changed their faces at the same time.
Only a black figure appeared quietly in the mid air, floating there quietly, as if he should have belonged there.
It was a middle-aged man. He looked about 50 years old, tall and burly, but his dress was not flattering.
The worn robe was worn on the body without even a patch on it, revealing the bronze skin below. The originally upright facial features were covered with a layer of wax yellow, a sleepy look, the hair was messy like a bird's nest, and the beard on the face had not been tidied up for many days.
At this time, although the man looked older, his overall momentum was not weak. Behind him, a huge black hammer floated out of the air.
Bibidong stared at Tang Hao in the air with venomous eyes, almost bursting into flames. Judouro and Guidouro retreated to the Pope respectively. The three titles of Douro were full of soul power, and the tremendous pressure made the surrounding soulkeepers panic and retreat.
But in the face of these three terrible threats like mountains, the scruffy man stood proudly, even without holding his hammer with his hand, and shot in his dark eyes, "Do you want to avenge your teacher? Bibidong, do you think you can keep me?"
The Pope gave a strong wave of his hand, and a shriek came out of his hand, as if corresponding to her. In the Pope's Palace, four shrieks were heard at the same time.
"Called a person?" The man smiled calmly, and there was a special temperament in him, as if he was indifferent even if there were thousands of troops in front of him.
One soul ring after another, the men's feet slowly rose. The soul ring did not rise fast, but with the appearance of each soul ring, Tang Hao standing there became more and more dignified. The three huge pressures in front of him were pressed back by his gradually increasing sinking breath.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red.
The nine soul rings on the man are exactly the same as those on Pope Bibidong. The last soul ring on him has existed for 100000 years.
Although the soul ring is the same, at this moment, the breath on the man is incomparable even to Pope Bibidon.
The man coldly swept to the Pope's Hall behind the Pope, "Seven titles fight, the Wulin Hall is indeed the Wulin Hall. Unfortunately, even if you are seven people, what can you do?"
The seventh soul ring shines. The huge black Haotian hammer behind the man suddenly blooms, and the strong black light surges. The huge Haotian hammer turns into a hundred meters away when it unfolds in the wind. The huge hammer head is like a hill.
Red stripes emerge from the huge Haotian Hammer. Tang Hao's 100000 year old red soul ring suddenly lights up, and the black giant hammer suddenly turns red.
"The Pope's Palace, what a Pope's Palace. Ha ha ha ha ha..." Tang Hao's right hand moved amid the arrogant laughter. The hundred meter long super sledgehammer in the air suddenly fell, not to the three titles in front of them, but to the Pope's Palace behind them.
In an instant, the air in the whole Wulin City became distorted, and every soulmate who was not named Douluo could not move at that moment.
As soon as the picture turns, it is no longer the title Douluo in Wulin City, but the magnificent Tiandou Palace.
"The sixth soul skill, the angel roars."
In the sky, there was a man with blue hair who looked very elegant and handsome. He waved the same hammer as the slovenly man in the Wulin Hall, but the hammer of the blue haired man was much smaller.
At this time, the blue haired man, in the process of accumulating strength of the golden haired man opposite with the angel Wu Soul, had already wielded the Haotian Hammer for 60 times. Once he fell into a dizzy state under the impact of the spirit of the angel roar, he would no longer be able to control his Haotian Hammer, and he did not need the golden haired man to use it again. After the energy of the Haotian Hammer itself lost control, Can tear him to pieces.
However, the blue haired man's caped dance was still not interrupted, and he could not let the other party interrupt him.
The third invincible golden body protected the blue haired man, although the angel roared against the sky. But the soul skill from the soul bone of 100000 years is undoubtedly a more rebellious existence. With the last effect of invincible golden body today. The blue haired man finally took the initiative in his own hands for the first time.
The last dozen hammers were completed while he resisted the angel's roar. Black and white, two colors of light like two giant dragons coiled together. When the ninety-nine eighty-one hammer was completed, the evolution skill in the killing field was launched. At this moment, the blue haired man raised his field ability to an unprecedented height.
In the middle of the sky, one is black and the other is white. Two rays of light entangle with the sky and break through the golden shackles in an instant. The huge energy fluctuation makes the sky explode like thunder.
Large pieces of gold were broken, just like a disk was broken by a sharp weapon and turned into pieces of gold. Each piece of gold was broken into countless gold spots, and then disappeared in the air. Make the originally gorgeous sky change back to its proper color.
Two figures appeared in the sky at the same time. The blond man stretched his back as far as possible and controlled his body with four wings that had been recovered. The thick blood, like two small red snakes, kept flowing out of his nostrils, leaving purple black blood at the corners of his mouth. His eyes were so dim that he didn't even dare to open his mouth to breathe, for fear that all the blood in his body would rush out.
The 81 hammer bombardment not only helped to destroy his angel field, but also his martial spirit real body, making his body suffer unprecedented heavy damage.
At this time, Qian Renyue looked at the seriously injured blond man, and felt sad from the bottom of his heart. His tears fell unconsciously, and he could not control it. He had never seen this man, but he had an angel and a martial spirit. He was obviously his own blood relatives, so he was so difficult to get through? Thousand Renyue touched his heart and asked himself.
Qian Renyue didn't know that she was in a nightmare at this time. It was a memory from a previous life. With the upgrading of soul power, the spiritual power became stronger and stronger, and the memory of the previous life was slowly reviving.
It is precisely because in the heart of Qianrenyue, the most important thing is her family, so when she feels the threat from Tang San, the memory of the previous life will quickly hit her, bringing her a warning.
Ning Rongrong looked at the closed eyes, and cried with a painful face. He immediately called his father and the two Fengshoudouluo to come.
"Is this a nightmare?"
Ning Fengzhi releases his soul power and gently soothes the painful Qianren Moon.