Douluo's Golden Crocodile

One after another, soul rings emerged from Tang Hao's feet. With the appearance of each soul ring, his aura became more and more dignified, even faintly overshadowing Bibi Dong, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

The pressure of soul power released by the combined force.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

Although Tang Hao's soul ring ratio is not as good as Tianchen's, his cultivation level is there after all. Even Tianchen cannot ignore this soul power that is close to level 30. In Tang Hao's soul power and the realm of the God of Death, he has dual

Under the pressure, his body was frozen in place. It was clear that he could easily crush Tang San's head, but there seemed to be an insurmountable chasm in front of him.

Tang Hao glanced at Bibi Dong and the others coldly, and then moved his eyes to Tianchen.

The seventh soul ring flashed, and the huge black Clear Sky Hammer behind him suddenly bloomed. Intense black light surged, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer spread out in the wind, becoming as long as a hundred meters away. The huge hammer head was like a hill.

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Red lines emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer. The hundred thousand year soul ring on Tang Hao's body suddenly lit up, and the black giant hammer suddenly turned completely red.

"Martial Spirit Hall, what you owe me, I will pay you back sooner or later. Hahahahahahahaha..." Tang Hao moved his right hand while laughing arrogantly.

The hundred-meter-long super giant hammer in the sky suddenly descended, not towards Tianchen or Bibi Dong, but directly towards the Pope's Palace in the north of the venue.

In an instant, the air in the entire Wuhun City became distorted, and every soul master who was not a titled Douluo was unable to move at this moment.

Although Tang Hao is arrogant, in the fifteen years since he disappeared, he has become much more rational than before. He was severely injured and knew very well that he would not live for a few more years. The only thing he cared about now was Tang San.

It's just a matter of safety.

His attack can be said to be a sure-fire way to save the enemy. The Pope's Palace is one of the symbols of the Wuhun Palace, and it also represents the majesty of the Pope.

"Tang Hao, how dare you?!" Bibi Dong stood up angrily and struck the ground heavily with the scepter in her hand.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. She, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo, who also had a hundred thousand year soul ring, rose up almost at the same time, heading towards the giant hammer in the air.

At this moment, a figure suddenly shot out from the worship hall behind the Pope's Palace, blocking Bibi Dong and the others in advance.

Two yellow, two purple, five black, nine soul rings rose up from the feet one after another. The person who came was surprisingly a strong man at the Title Douluo level. Moreover, the black soul ring in the ninth place seemed to be covered with

A layer of blood-red halo appeared.

You must know that the soul ring of the 90,000-year-old Qianjun ant absorbed by Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, was only black and red, but the ninth soul ring of the man in front of him had already appeared ten times.

The halo unique to a ten-thousand-year soul ring is probably only a hair away from transforming into a true hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

The seventh and ninth soul rings on the visitor's body flickered with light. As his body climbed upwards, he was gradually enveloped in black light. Finally, he turned into a giant black shield.

This huge shield is square, with a black dragon pattern on it. The black dragon is looming, but its eyes are not the pure golden eyes of a real dragon, but a strange red. On the surface of the shield, it seems like two rubies are inlaid.

The black dragon's mouth opened and closed, and its huge shield rose in the wind. It was not inferior to Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering the entire Pope's Palace.

Around the giant shield, black dragons circled, and bursts of dragon roars echoed through the sky, colliding heavily with Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.

It exploded like thunder, and the black and red halos were so distinct that the boundary between heaven and earth could not be greater than this.

In this terrifying contact, strong winds blew up, and the majestic buildings were crumbling. Even Tianchen felt a palpitation in his heart. He couldn't help but retreat quickly, and a pair of crocodile claws penetrated deeply into the granite bottom at his feet.

In the middle, ten gullies of about 100 meters were drawn.

This is the collision between the top players in the world. Even though he is uniquely blessed, he has to admit that such a stage is still a little early for him.

"His Majesty the Pope?" Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo stopped and looked at the old man in front of them who was wearing a gold-patterned and silver-embroidered robe. Their expressions couldn't help but change. They turned around and looked at Bibi Dong for instructions.

gaze.

The identity of the old man in front of him is not simple, he is an enshrined person in the Elder Enshrinement Hall. Elders with the title of Douluo like them can only apply after their cultivation level has exceeded level ninety-five and reached level ninety-six.

Enter the elder worship hall.

The status of each worshiper is transcendent, and even the Pope cannot mobilize them. Moreover, these worshipers have always been practicing and are not concerned with worldly affairs. Now they suddenly take action, and they must have a deeper intention.

Maybe it was for the transformed hundred thousand year old soul beast.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and scolded angrily.

"Seize Tang Hao first. The majesty of Wuhun Palace cannot be challenged."

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope." Not only Bibi Dong, but Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo also had anger in their eyes.

This bastard Tang Hao is so arrogant.

With a flash of their bodies, the two of them jumped over the huge black shield above their heads and turned into two phantoms, attacking Tang from the left and right.

Tang Hao's purpose was to attack the Pope's Palace so that the powerful Titled Douluo in the Wuhun Palace could not be distracted, so he had no reservations about this attack.

Te knew very well that if a powerful person at the Title Douluo level attacked him at this time, he would be seriously injured.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and Tang Hao's shining eyes looked at the unconscious Tang San in the center of the field, showing a rare tenderness.

But in the next moment, it returned to its previous proud appearance.

"Martial Spirit Hall, what a great Spirit Hall! How can I be afraid of you again? Come on." He roared violently.

Boom——, black flames rose instantly, and the nine soul rings on Tang Hao's body all lit up in an instant. The color of the original soul rings completely disappeared at this moment, leaving only deep black. Deep

The black soul ring was mixed with a faint golden light and a dark red color full of fierce aura.

His body also turned the same color.

"Old ghost,

No!" Ju Douluo screamed in horror, his voice even trembling slightly because of fear. Fifteen years ago, Tang Hao used the same method as before to fight one against three, and even seriously injured him.

The same was true for the former Pope and the Ghost Douluo beside him. His illusory figure subconsciously stopped and revealed his true appearance.

However, Tianchen, who had retreated to the edge of the field at this time, had a look of excitement on his face. What he valued most was actually not Xiao Wu, the hundred thousand year old soul beast, nor the six soul bones on Tang Hao's body, but

The secret of this so-called god-level Sumeru Hammer is the Ring Explosion.

Although this is an undisclosed secret of the Haotian Sect, who can be sure that non-Haotian Sect soul masters cannot use it?

His talent is only worse than that of Tang Hao. And relying on the skill brought by the soul bone of Zihuang Tianslayer Dragon's head, he can completely devour Tang Hao's soul and pry into its secrets.

"Hey." A sigh came from the void. Although the voice was not loud, there was no powerful soul master among the people still standing in the field.

Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a majestic figure standing beside Tang Hao. The man's appearance was very similar to that of Tang Hao next to him, but he looked younger than Tang Hao.

A bit younger.

The majestic and unconcealed wild aura came overwhelmingly, blocking the path of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo. The right hand also held a huge black hammer.

Looking at the person in front of him, Tang Hao's lips were trembling. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start. He was silent for a moment, and finally opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Brother..."