Douluo's Golden Crocodile

"Chen'er, why are you trying to win over the Elephant Armor Sect?"

After hearing Tianchen explain the reason for the incident, Tian Crocodile was no longer as calm and calm as before. Instead, he stared into Tianchen's clear blue pupils with a serious face, as if he wanted to see through his grandson's true inner thoughts.

Seeing the twinkling light in Tianchen's eyes, Tianxiong felt that even he could not understand his grandson's thoughts.

The Crocodile then seemed to think of Tianchen's maturity that was inconsistent with his peers since he was a child. After a moment of silence, he shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, forget it, grandpa won't ask you anymore. As long as you don't do anything that will endanger Wuhun Palace, grandpa can do whatever you want."

"Don't worry, grandpa."

Tianchen also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the crocodile didn't intend to pursue the question any further.

After all, his plans are too unbelievable. At present, he is still not suitable to reveal them to Sky Crocodile.

Tianchen sat down next to Tiancrocodile. Both the grandfather and the grandson tacitly agreed not to continue this topic, but chatted about some household matters and Tianchen's cultivation situation.

The martial arts of the two people can be said to be passed down from one generation to the next. As for the cultivation of the Golden Crocodile King's martial spirit, Sky Crocodile can cultivate to the ninety-eighth level, so he naturally has extraordinary insights into this martial spirit.

Tianchen naturally answered all the questions Tianchen had about his cultivation. He always added some of his own cultivation experience, which greatly benefited Tianchen.

Tian Crocodile, who was talking to Tianchen, suddenly stopped. His sharp eyes were fixed on the entrance of the manor in the distance, and then he turned his head and spoke to Tianchen.

"That guy Hu Yanzhen is here, Chen'er, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Hey, grandpa, if you don't hit him, he might not recognize his position."

In response to Sky Crocodile's inquiry, Tianchen Meizhi drank a glass of freshly squeezed juice on the jade table and smiled strangely at Sky Crocodile.

Seeing his grandson's funny look, Tian Crocodile couldn't help but laugh.

Since Tianchen asked him to do this, he naturally would not refuse.

I saw a crocodile with white beard and hair slowly rising from the top floor of the castle. He was dressed in a golden robe and had a gentle and elegant appearance, which gave him an air of immortality.

Gradually, nine soul rings slowly emerged around the Sky Crocodile floating in mid-air.

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

Especially when the coquettish blood-red 100,000-year-old soul ring appeared, an overwhelming pressure suddenly swept over him.

All kinds of flowers, plants and trees in the manor became automatic without wind, and the sky that was originally clear became completely dark after the Sky Crocodile released the spirit ring.

The entire Wuhun City, except for the Enshrinement Hall and the Pope's Hall, was completely shrouded in shadow.

What followed was the violent drink of the Sky Crocodile mixed with his strong soul power.

"Who is it? Get out of here!"

Tianchen and other people in Wuhun City had no impact. After all, Tiancrocodile was only targeting Hu Yanzhen.

Hu Yanzhen, who had just brought his grandson into the manor, was miserable. He felt his eyelids suddenly darken, and spit out a large mouthful of blood. He was actually directly injured internally by the crocodile's drink.

Hu Yanli beside him was confused at the moment. Why did his grandfather vomit blood for no reason?

He quickly supported his grandfather like a meat ball.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

Hu Yanzhen did not care about his injuries, but carefully checked Hu Yanli's body. Seeing that his grandson was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, Grandpa is fine."

His grandson is the hope for the future of the sect. His talent is even better than his original one. He hopes that his grandson will become the sect's first titled Douluo.

Hu Yanzhen, who sensed the source of the shout, immediately raised his head and looked at the Sky Crocodile in the sky with an aggrieved look, but he did not dare to show off in front of the Sky Crocodile.

Didn't you see that the Crocodile just hurt him with a shout? If the Crocodile actually took action, I might not have been slapped to death.

Moreover, the frightening hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring next to Tian Crocodile put even greater pressure on him.

You must know that there is a huge difference between a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year soul ring and one without a hundred thousand year soul ring. If he were to deal with ordinary titled Douluo, he would not be afraid, but he would not be able to survive facing the celestial crocodile.

Show some resistance.

Not daring to hesitate any longer, he quickly released his martial spirit, slowly took his grandson into the sky, and saluted respectfully to the Sky Crocodile.

"The Elephant Armor Sect Hu Yanzhen pays homage to Golden Crocodile Douluo."

"Oh? Hu Yanzhen? What brings you to my place?"

Naturally, the Sky Crocodile would not admit that he had known about it for a long time. He deliberately pretended to be stupid and looked at Hu Yanzhen blankly. At the same time, he did not forget to use his soul power to put some pressure on him.

The difference between a titled Douluo and a Soul Douluo is not just a difference in soul rings, but a qualitative change. Not to mention that Tian Crocodile is still a ninety-eighth level super Douluo.

The strong pressure made Hu Yanzhen feel like a boat floating in the storm, even though he had completed the possession of the martial spirit, and was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Holding on to his soul power, he reluctantly activated his first soul skill and his second soul skill to amplify himself. Only then did Hu Yanzhen feel better, and he felt even more respectful towards Tian Crocodile.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, your grandson asked me to come here."

Hu Yanzhen's words were full of endless resentment, like an abandoned harem.

Just imagine what it would be like for a fat black man of 2.5 meters to look like this.

Even though Tian Crocodile had more than a hundred years of experience, he felt his stomach churn. He resisted the urge to punch his fat face, turned around and waved his hand towards Hu Yanzhen.

"Since it was Chen'er who asked you to come here, I won't care about you breaking into my manor without permission."

"But I haven't entered the manor yet..."

"Um?"

"I said, senior, your manor is really big..."