Douluo's Golden Crocodile

The black and red halos converged at the same time, and the old man in gold robe who had previously blocked Bibi Dong and the others fell heavily to the ground, and Tang Hao couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, his breath sluggish.

He was already seriously injured, but Tang Xiao's appearance forced him to stop the ring explosion, which undoubtedly made his current health worse.

Tang Xiao quickly put his left hand on Tang Hao's back, injecting his strong soul power to help Tang Hao suppress the surging Qi and blood in his body.

Even before coming to Wuhun City, he was dissatisfied with his father because Tang Hao had been so angry for not caring about the sect. But at this moment, when he saw such a decadent and downtrodden brother, he felt dissatisfied in his heart.

There is no longer any grudge.

Once upon a time, Tang Hao was the proud son of heaven that even he would envy. Before his great-grandfather passed away, all the geniuses of the Haotian Sect had praised that Tang Hao would be his best successor. But the once proud son of heaven, at this time

But he was reduced to this. The desolation and sadness that rose in Tang Xiao's heart made his heart feel like it was bleeding.

If he hadn't come today, Hao Di might have been in bad luck.

Why, why didn't he have the courage to question his father's decision in the first place? He actually let his own brother suffer so much. What made them, the Haotian Sect, give in after what happened back then?

"Brother Hao, you have suffered." Tang Xiao's eyes were filled with sorrow. His right hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer unconsciously exerted force, revealing vicious veins. One can imagine his current mood.

"Brother..." At this time, Tang Hao never thought that he would have the chance to meet his eldest brother again in his lifetime. In addition to being shocked, the emotions he had suppressed for the sect for fifteen years suddenly burst out. Brother

The two of them met again after so many years. This feeling made his heart unable to calm down anymore, as if he had seen the scene where he and his brother were traversing the world of soul masters again.

In addition, he also blames himself for harming the sect and retiring into seclusion and making his father angry to death.

Tang Hao's body suddenly stiffened, and he was a little afraid to face Tang Xiao.

"Brother, let's take the mistress away. I don't want to implicate the sect again because of my own affairs. The only person I can't let go of in this life is the mistress."

But Tang Xiao suddenly grabbed Tang Hao's arm and stared at him.

"Brother Hao, how could you be so seriously injured?! What on earth are you..."

When his soul power was injected into Tang Hao's body, he also felt the injuries in Tang Hao's body. He could not imagine how he could persevere after suffering such serious injuries, let alone attack with all his strength.

Tang Hao felt the vitality passing rapidly in his body. At this almost last moment of his life, he had already looked away. He turned his head to the side, met Tang Xiao's eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "Brother, take the mistress away! Don't stop because of this.

Implicated."

"From now on, the mistress will leave it to you and Yuehua." After saying this, Tang Hao broke away from Tang Xiao's arm, and the previous scene happened again. But this time, Tang Hao was completely determined to die.

No reservations whatsoever.

Black-gold flames ignited on the nine shining soul rings, and soon his body was completely enveloped.

"Want to leave?" Pope Bibi Dong waved her hand suddenly, and a scream came from her hand. As if in response to her, four screams sounded simultaneously in the direction of the Pope's Palace.

Moreover, it was not far from the competition venue, so it was obvious that it had been noticed before.

Both Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo retreated to Bibi Dong's side, looking at Tang Hao with deep fear. And in this short period of time, four old men in bright red robes appeared one after another in front of Bibi Dong.

Behind Dong.

But the soul power pressure released by these seven titled Douluo-level experts was completely unable to suppress Tang Hao at this time.

"Since they dare to come to Wuhun City, let them all stay today. The Wuhun Palace belongs to them and will use all their strength to surround and kill Tang Hao and Tang Xiao." Bibi Dong's voice mixed with strong murderous intent rang out.

Qian Daoliu once lost to Tang Chen in the mountains three hundred miles east of Tiandou City, and made a promise that Wuhun Palace would never set foot here. It was precisely because of this that Wuhun Palace was established in the first place.

They did not kill the Haotian Sect. But now Tang Hao and Tang Xiao came to the door on their own initiative, so they naturally did not show any mercy.

"Get back." The old man who had blocked Tang Hao's attack before stopped in front of these titled Douluo. A dark shield that had shrunk countless times appeared in his hand. A black dragon was entangled in the center of the shield, and its momentum was like an abyss.

The old man is one of the four enshrinements among the seven enshrinements in the Elder Enshrinement Hall, and the martial spirit in his hand is the Wulong Black Dragon Shield, the top defensive weapon in the world.

Including Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the six titled Douluo-level elders all stopped and their expressions changed dramatically, and they looked at Bibi Dong behind them with embarrassment.

The offering from one person in the enshrining hall might not be enough to make the six of them so fearful, but if several large enshrinings arrived at the same time, the situation would be different.

A ray of green light slowly converged, first falling on the person beside Si Zongfeng, and a blue giant eagle vaguely appeared behind him. The whole person gave people an ethereal feeling, because of his appearance, the surrounding air seemed to be

Flow slowly, isolating him from the outside world.

"Lao Wu, it seems that you have improved your cultivation in seclusion during this period." As a chuckle sounded, another black-haired old man gradually revealed his figure. It was the same man who had gone to the sky with the Sky Crocodile before.

The third worshiper Xia Hong in the Wuhun Hall in Doucheng. Following him are the sixth worshipper and the seventh worshiper who have the martial soul of the Panlong Stick.

And the person Xia Hong calls Lao Wu is naturally the fifth priest of Wuhun Hall. He can cultivate to the ninety-sixth level, and his Wuhun is also extraordinary.

Blue Shadow Divine Eagle, this is the martial spirit of the Five Enshrinements, the top wind attribute martial spirit. In terms of light speed, no one in the entire continent can match it.

Perhaps only after the sharp-tailed Swift, the pure agility type martial soul directly inherited from the Min clan, has cultivated to the realm of Titled Douluo, can it be possible to compete with them in terms of speed.

In addition to speed, the powerful attack power of the Blue Shadow Condor Spirit is something that Sharp-tailed Swift can only possess. This Fifth Priest can be regarded as the most powerful agility attack spirit master on the continent.

Wu Zongfeng smiled and shook his head, "Third brother, at this stage, it's not easy to go further. It's just that we have some insights."

The last figure floated over, but it did not fall beside the five worshipers, but came to Tianchen.

"How about it? Do you have a new understanding of your own strength? Confidence is a good thing, but you can't be complacent. This stage is still too early for you. You are only nineteen years old now, and you have already achieved so much.

It’s really not easy. There is still time in the future, so don’t rush. The future will definitely be your time.” The crocodile in gold robe looked at Tianchen with a gentle expression, and the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.

The strength can be improved, but Tianchen's mentality of not being afraid of Tang Hao before was extremely rare. If a soul master does not have the momentum to move forward, how can he talk about reaching the top of the Titled Douluo?

Moreover, his expectations for Tianchen were far more than just a titled Douluo.

Tianchen took out a golden hair tie from the soul guide and tied up the messy long hair behind him, looked at Tang Hao and Tang Xiao suspended in mid-air with burning eyes, and grinned.

"Grandpa, I think that day is not far away."