Douluo: Haotian myth

Such a strange scene made the scalp numb from many of the credited Douluo present.

Tang Xiao and the five elders looked shocked, with deep worries in their eyes, and quickly rushed towards Tang Bufan.

In the end, Tang Bufan caught him when he was about to fall into the pit, but the Thunder Sword in his hand fell into the pit.

Tang Xiao anxiously carried Tang Bufan back to the ground. At this moment, Tang Bufan closed his eyes tightly, his brows frowned deeply, and showed a look of struggle.

He had tried to stumble his mental power into Tang Bufan's mind, but it was like a wall of iron, and his mental power was bounced away before it even entered.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi and others also surrounded him, and everyone's face looked very serious.

"Brother Tang, how is Xiaofan?"

Tang Xiao's eyebrows were filled with worry, "Xiaofan's mind was blocked by a mysterious force, and my mental power could not enter at all. This was the first time I saw this strange situation. I don't know how to deal with it at all. How many people can have a way to do it

?”

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you. They were helpless.

At this moment, Gu Chenyan, the head of the Gu family, suddenly spoke, "Brother Tang, do you know what the golden villain was just now?"

"It should be the soul." Tang Xiao was slightly stunned, thought for a while before he was a little uncertain.

A look of surprise flashed in Gu Chenyan's eyes, "I didn't expect that Brother Tang also knows something about the soul! According to the notes left by my ancestors of the Gu family, as long as our soul master reaches level 100, that is, to become a god, our soul will be

Turned into a golden soul. That golden little man is probably a soul, but strangely, the Lord of the Death Palace is only at level 98 and is not a god at all. How could a soul be born?"

"I probably know this. Xiaofan said that if our soul master has an adventure, he will be able to form a soul in advance, but the conditions are too harsh." Tang Xiao said in a deep voice.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with strange light. Whether it was a soul or a level 100-level god, these things were simply unable to be touched by the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect.

Gu Chenyan nodded and continued, "In this situation, it is probably the method of the Lord of the Death Palace. He sealed Tang Xiaoyou's spiritual sea with his soul power, completely cutting off the possibility of the outside world's support for Tang Xiaoyou.

, Unless another existence with god-level mental power joins the battle, we can only wait for Xiaoyou Tang and the Lord of the Palace of Death to take the initiative to decide the victory or defeat."

"Then we can't do anything like this? Although the Lord of the Death Palace has lost his body, his spiritual power has reached the level of gods. I believe everyone has a deep understanding of that power. Can Xiaofan have a chance to win?

?” Tang Xiao’s mouth was bitter and his eyes were very worried.

At this moment, Gu Chenhai spoke, "Brother Tang, I think Xiaoyou Tang may have half the chance of winning?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and looked at Gu Chenhai in confusion.

"Brother Gu might as well come and have a look?" Tang Xiao was happy and asked.

Gu Chenhai glanced at everyone, "I don't know anything about Tang Xiaoyou, so I admire Xiaoyou Tang very much. If he has the strength today, he must have created many miracles. Brother Tang must know this more than me, even though he was in the Palace of Death this time

The Lord plots, but he may not be unable to create miracles."

Everyone is right to think about it. Tang Bufan was able to become a level 87 Conqueror at the age of 18, and his strength was even more comparable to that of a peerless Conqueror. This is a miracle in itself.

Seeing that everyone agreed with his point of view, Gu Chenhai continued, "What really made me hope was that Tang Xiaoyou used his spiritual attack to block the Lord of Death's Palace's Sword of Divine Thoughts, which means that Tang Xiaoyou still has a certain ability to resist. And the battlefield

It's in his own spiritual sea again, which is the home court, which can provide him with a steady stream of spiritual power. On the other hand, the Lord of the Death Palace consumes a little bit of his divine power, unless he defeats Tang Xiaoyou in one go, Tang Xiaoyou will have it completely

The chances are exhausted."

Tang Xiao thought carefully and finally a smile appeared on his face.

On the other hand, the second elder dealt with all the relics of the Lord of the Death Palace, a black soul bone and a space ring. The other four elders struggled to lift the Thunder Sword back.

The reason why it is so difficult is that the Thunder God Sword is too heavy and none of them can pick it up alone.

This is 129,600 kilograms!

Even though they are the titled Douluo strong men of Haotian Sect and their strength is their strength, they still cannot pick up the Thunder God Sword alone.

The four elders placed the Thunder Sword next to Tang Bufan with a red face, and the terrifying weight immediately made the ground sink.

Ning Fengzhi and others all had strange expressions and looked at the Thunder God Sword in surprise. Is it that heavy?

At this moment, the vast sea cloud cover that had been lifted by the Lord of the Death Palace suddenly flew back from a distance, trying to sink into Tang Bufan's eyebrows, but a golden light flashed between Tang Bufan's eyebrows and bounced it away.

The Qiankun Shield seemed to be angry, and the azure halo became more and more intense, trying to enter the spiritual sea of ​​Tang Bufan. However, a thick golden light appeared in Tang Bufan's eyebrows and firmly intercepted the Qiankun Shield Shield.

When the Golden Light and the Blue Light confronted each other, a terrifying pressure was generated, and Tang Xiao and others forced him to retreat.

In the golden world, two figures are confronting each other.

One of the figures looked a bit illusory, while the other figure was a substantial golden villain.

These two figures are nothing but Tang Bufan and the Lord of the Palace of Death.

At this moment, the Lord of the Palace of Death stood in the golden world with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept across every corner of the world, and was amazed, "I am worthy of being the number one genius in Douluo Continent. What a powerful spiritual power and a magnificent spiritual sea, I'm afraid I will be able to do it again

I’ll give you a year or two, maybe you can condense your soul. What a pity!”

"It seems that what I guessed before is correct. You are really not the real Lord of the Death Palace. This is your true appearance. Who are you?" Tang Bufan stared at the young soul in front of him and questioned.

The Lord of the Palace of Death smiled gently, as if he was sure to win, "You can call me the God of Death, or the God of Death."

"You are actually a real god!" Tang Bufan was shocked, and he was a little disbelief.

The Lord of the Palace of Death did not deny it, but said mysteriously, "By the way, I will tell you a secret. Now I can only be regarded as a soul split, only one percent of the soul of the original body."

"One percent soul, is this impossible?" Tang Bufan couldn't believe it.

The Lord of the Palace of Death chuckled, "There is nothing impossible. Although this is only one percent of my soul, it is enough to match the soul of a level three god. Moreover, my soul power is much stronger than that of a god of the same level.

I have said so much nonsense to you. It’s time to integrate. Come on, don’t resist, let’s integrate!”

At the end of the day, the words of the God of Death are filled with the magic of temptation.

Tang Bufan snorted coldly, "God of Death, you have really made a good plan. If you want to devour my soul, then show your true ability!"

"It's not a polite guy. Since you want to die, you'll be advising you." The God of Death's face suddenly became gloomy.