Douluo's broken love can become stronger

"I can barely count myself as winning this battle..."

Tang Hao stood up slowly and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth: "What a great Wuhun Hall referee!"

Tang Xiao's face lit up with joy.

The Haotian Sect disciples behind him were also smiling.

No matter how tortuous the process is, as long as you can laugh to the end.

Especially if Qin Jian, who shined brilliantly in this battle, was seriously injured and lost his future, then the power of Wuhun Palace to shock the world would be reduced by half.

But Haotian Sect just happened to ride on the wind with its remaining power and compete with Wuhun Palace.

"You are too happy too early..."

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly sounded cold and indifferent: "Tiandou City is still intact until now and has remained intact during the impact. Don't you think it's strange?"

Tang Xiao and others were startled and quickly looked up, and saw a huge golden light shield slowly disappearing.

"If he has no spare strength, how can he allocate part of his strength to protect Tiandou City?"

Bibi Dong sneered: "If he hadn't been protecting you, your new Haotian Sect location directly below the explosion location would have disappeared by now."

Tang Xiao and others felt their hearts tremble.

"Buzz..."

The golden mask completely disappeared, revealing the empty sky.

Under that crazy impact, no clouds in the sky could remain.

At this moment, only the blue sky is left, and...

Under the sun, the figure dances its wings quietly.

Qin Jian!

"Haotian Sect, accept the concession."

His voice was very calm, echoing in everyone's ears as the figure gradually descended.

"Whoosh!"

The silver-white dragon wings disappeared, and he stood firmly on the ground, right in front of Bibi Dong, calmly looking ahead at Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, Tang San and his group.

"You... actually..."

The handsome old guy Tang Hao couldn't hold his calm expression all the time, and he completely collapsed: "You are not injured?! How is this possible?!"

"Nothing is impossible..."

The silver dragon gun in Qin Jian's hand also slowly disappeared. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You know nothing about my power."

The pretentious words came out of his mouth now, but no one thought it was wrong.

Even Tang Hao, Tang Xiao and the others were like this, because Qin Jian's strength completely broke their understanding.

Especially in the last fight, they couldn't understand how Qin Jian, who was attacking with all his strength, could withstand the shock wave and even protect Tiandou City.

Theoretically, it is indeed impossible, but there is still Na'er in Qin Jian's body.

If I don’t have the energy to spare, wouldn’t someone else be able to do it? And it’s still in full swing.

Even Bibi Dong, who knew Na'er existed, never imagined that they could exchange souls and control at any time.

"Haotian Sect..."

Tang Xiao looked at Qin Jian with a complicated expression: "We lost."

"Haotian Sect accepts the soul master certification of Wuhun Palace."

He closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "From now on, when Haotian Sect recruits disciples, it will also discuss with Tiandou officials and will not mess around."

Behind him, both the elders and ordinary disciples looked a little gloomy.

They were originally ready to be born, ready to stand on the mainland again with high spirits, but they were hit head-on by Qin Jian.

This sense of decadence can easily destroy a person.

Even though they are all elite soul masters, loyal disciples who have been able to stick to the Haotian Sect for twenty years, but when they are about to reap the fruits of victory, they are stepped on, and that kind of discomfort is like a huge stone weighing on their hearts.

Can't breathe.

"Then so be it."

Qin Jian didn't talk nonsense, nor did he show off his power.

He just turned around lightly and said: "That's it for now. I, Wuhundian, will take my leave."

Bibi Dong walked beside him, and the two Douluo of Chrysanthemum and Ghost guarded behind him, and the group walked directly outside.

When Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing saw him leaving, they stood up almost subconsciously.

"Tian Dou Empire bids farewell."

"Farewell to the Star Luo Empire."

Then, the two of them chased Qin Jian away in three steps at a time.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect bids farewell."

"..."

Next, almost all representatives of the sect forces stood up.

Regardless of his relationship with Haotian Sect, it is not suitable to stay at this moment.

He was originally a vassal of Wuhun Palace, so he naturally followed him now. Even those who had good intentions or expectations for Haotian Sect quickly fled.

You can't stay and watch the Haotian Sect become disgraced, right?

Although Haotian Sect cannot defeat Wuhun Palace, it is still very easy to deal with them.

Seeing that everything in front of them became empty within a moment, the disciples of the Haotian Sect could not help but feel desolate.

Has the era of Haotian Sect really passed?

Was the grand comeback just a joke in the end?

"Uncle, Dad, I'm going to the Killing City next."

At this moment, Tang San suddenly spoke.

"Huh? Haven't you already obtained the Killing God Realm? Why are you going back?" Tang Hao frowned.

Tang San clenched his fists and his eyes were firm: "I must improve myself faster and strive to catch up with his footsteps in the future!"

"What does this have to do with the City of Killing?" Tang Hao asked.

Tang San said: "A voice told me that the divine inheritance behind the Slaughter City has chosen me, and I can get the quickest promotion there."

"Heritage of divine throne?!"

The eyes of Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the only ones who heard his voice, shrank.

"Xiao San, the assessment of divine inheritance is no small matter. Are you sure about it?"

Tang Hao squeezed Tang San's shoulders and said in a low voice: "There is no big enemy in our family. Your mother will be resurrected one day. Don't lose yourself for the sake of strength."

"No, Dad."

Tang San shook his head and said seriously: "It is also my wish to become stronger, because only by becoming stronger can I protect you and mother, the sect, and everyone."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Tang Xiao patted his other shoulder and laughed happily: "With you here, why should our Haotian Sect be unhappy in the future?"

The depressed crowd at the back all raised their heads and looked at their sect leader in surprise.

"What? Just one defeat and you think our Haotian Sect has no hope?"

Tang Xiao walked over and said loudly: "Who can compete with Wuhun Palace like this on the mainland besides me, Haotian Sect?"

"It's just that the Wuhun Palace was forced to suppress it. Are you desperate?"

His voice seemed to be accompanied by iron-blooded pride, making every disciple of the Haotian Sect excited: "Since the Haotian Sect has come back, it will not stop again. You can prove yourself with your strength. Not only that..."

Tang Xiao pointed at Tang San and said: "The Wuhun Palace has a chief judge, and our Haotian Sect also has Tang San. I can tell you clearly that his talent is far beyond that of our brothers, and is no worse than that chief judge!"

Countless dark eyes slowly brightened up, converging on Tang San one after another, with a look of hope.

"He has proven himself with his strength and won the position of Young Master. In the future, he will also use his strength to lead the Haotian Sect and set foot on the top of the continent again!"

At the critical moment, Tang Xiao, as the leader of a sect, gave them the most correct encouragement and once again painted a beautiful picture of the future for them.

He is still very good at this, because he has been doing it for the past twenty years and is good at it...