Douluo's Golden Crocodile

The three people who came over were two old and one young.

The two old men were both in their seventies, with their white hair neatly combed, and their silver-white soul master robes highlighting their extraordinary demeanor.

Noticing the three-meter-long snake-head crutch held in the old woman's right hand, combined with the dragon-head crutch previously seen in the white mist, Tianchen was able to determine the identities of the two old men, who appeared in the original work.

The Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Snake Po Chao Tianxiang.

And between the two old men, there is a beautiful girl. She has short hair and looks about the same age as Tianchen, about twelve or three years old. She is well-developed in a neat outfit that tightly wraps her up.

After seeing Tianchen's face clearly from a close distance, a strange light flashed in her big dark brown eyes.

At this time, Tianchen had already released his simulated soul skills, and the four soul rings that were constantly beating around him stood out in the slightly dim sunset forest. Especially the deep black soul ring ranked fourth,

The expressions of the three of them stiffened.

It was Meng Shu who coughed lightly, and Chao Tianxiang came back to his senses. Their eyes met in the air, and they tried to make the expressions on their faces softer. Chao Tianxiang took a knowing step forward and smiled at Tianchen.

"Young man, I wonder which sect you come from?"

And just when Chao Tianxiang asked Tianchen, Duke Long on the side took action. However, the target of his action was not Tianchen, but the place where the white mist dissipated before.

Two emperors, three purple, three black, and eight soul rings emerged from the feet one after another. Although the ratio of soul rings was not the best, it was still quite powerful.

A loud dragon roar sounded from the head of the crutch, and the silver crutch that had been inserted into the surface was like a silver dragon rising into the sky, quickly escaping into the dense forest in the distance.

A loud bang came from not far away, and among the flying sand and rocks, the violent soul power blasted out a pit with a diameter of five kilometers. In the center of the pit, the transformed human-faced Spider King was covering his body.

Bloodstains lay in it.

The dark golden carapace on her face cracked, and purple-black liquid kept spilling from the fracture of the eight-heeled spider legs behind her back, corroding the surrounding soil.

But after enduring a blow from Meng Shu, a powerful Contra player, the transformed human-faced spider king did not faint directly, but stared at Meng Shu with resentment.

The wounds of the eight broken spider legs surged and new spider legs grew again.

She knew that once she fell into the hands of a human soul master, it would be impossible to survive. So at this moment, she was ready to fight for her life, and even used her original power of the Human-Faced Spider King at all costs.

But unfortunately, facing the Contra-level Meng Shu, she was destined to not be spared.

Seeing that his blow failed to stun the human-faced spider king, Meng Shu was a little embarrassed at this time. His previous blow was deliberately done to show Tianchen, and such a result was obviously unacceptable to him.

"I didn't expect you, a beast like you, to have such a tough life." Meng Shu snorted, and his third purple soul ring suddenly shone, and his silver dragon-headed cane expanded several times in the air, turning into a silver dragon shadow and heading straight towards it.

This human-faced spider went away.

But this time, the Human-Faced Spider Emperor was not so lucky. Although she tried her best to activate the soul power in her body, she still seemed too small in front of Meng Shu, whose soul power reached more than 80 levels.

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The silver dragon shadow flashed past, and the human-faced spider emperor let out a shrill wail. The eight spider legs behind her were broken again in an instant. Her limbs were also broken. Her broken body twitched and fainted.

Fell in a deep pit.

"Young man, you haven't told us which sect you are from yet." Meng Shu used his right hand to summon his martial spirit and asked Tianchen in a deep voice.

In fact, no matter which sect Tianchen comes from, he cannot let Tianchen go easily. A treasure like the transformed hundred thousand year old soul beast is enough for any big force with a titled Douluo to snatch it at all costs. If Tianchen comes from

For other major sects, he would kill Tianchen to prevent the news from leaking out.

And if there were no other forces behind Tianchen, he would naturally recruit such a genius. Although the chance was slim, seeing Tianchen's terrifying talent, he was still willing to waste his time.

Feeling the terrifying soul power pressure on Meng Shu, Tianchen also felt a little aggrieved. Ever since he was a child, he has always had a smooth life, and he has never been threatened by anyone.

But now he had to bow his head. As long as his life was still alive, it was easy to say anything. If his life was gone, then he was really dead.

While thinking, Tianchen thought of a plan of speech in his mind.

"Senior, this junior has not joined the sect." Tianchen stabilized his mind and deliberately pretended to be fearful. When he said this, Tianchen had no guilt at all, and it was completely from the heart. He indeed did not join.

Sect, because he did not formally register and leave his name when joining Wuhun Hall like other civilian soul masters, so he is not really a member of Wuhun Hall. To be more precise, he is just enjoying the resources of Wuhun Hall.

A useless prostitute who doesn't do anything.

Of course, his current position is still on the side of Wuhun Palace, and he is uncertain about what he will say in the future.

But before Meng Shu could speak, another voice suddenly intervened.

"You are lying. If there was no sect behind you, how could you practice so fast." The person who spoke was Meng Yiran who was beside Chao Tianxiang.

Meng Yiran has been observing Tianchen for a long time. Ever since he saw Tianchen's appearance clearly, he has never looked away.

Although she didn't want to be as nymphomaniac as Shui Yue'er in the original work, she was still very good at controlling her appearance, and Tianchen's talent was so strong. She didn't even notice that her tone seemed a little different from usual.

Tian nodded politely towards Meng Yiran and said.

"It's true that I didn't join the sect. As for why my cultivation speed is so fast, it may be due to my mutated martial spirit." What Tianchen said was true and false, so that the lie would be more convincing. In addition, he also has a piece of

The improvement of his mental power by the Wisdom Skull made him feel no emotion or mental fluctuation at all when he lied.

"Mutated Martial Spirit?" Meng Shu raised his brows slightly, took a careful look at the phantom of the Martial Spirit behind Tianchen, and was immediately convinced. Based on his decades of experience in the world, the famous Douluo Continent

He had basically seen the martial arts inherited by the big soul master families, but this was the first time he saw Tianchen's martial spirit.

However, this cannot be blamed on his ignorance. The main reason is that Tianchen's grandfather, Jin Crocodile Douluo, has not left Wuhun City for seventy or eighty years, and he is only over seventy years old now.