Douluo: Begin As Bibi Dong’s Righteous Son

In Holy Soul Village, in a dilapidated blacksmith shop, Tang Hao was sitting at a wooden table, drinking from a bowl of slightly cloudy wine in front of him, his eyes half-closed, as if he hadn't woken up.

Suddenly, Tang Hao looked out of the window, a sullen light flashed in his eyes, he reached out and picked up the wine bowl in front of him, drank the wine in it, and said lightly, "Little San, you are in the room. Don't come out, run through the window when you get the chance, and don't look back!"

A child around three years old with a tender face on his face, listening to Tang Hao's words, his eyes became confused, not knowing what happened.

"Dad, did something happen? Why should I run away at night?" Tang San's voice was full of doubts and incomprehension.

"Do as I say, just don't make a sound." Tang Hao didn't mean to explain, but got up and walked out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the room, the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand, and every time he took a step, a spirit ring lit up from his body. Tang Hao flickered: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, red, and when he had nine soul rings, a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"A chrysanthemum, an old ghost, are you coming out on your own, or I'll help you out." Tang Hao released his mental power and kept scanning around.

Within the perception range of his spiritual power, he found that he was surrounded by the temple knights of the Wuhun Temple, and Yueguan and Guimei were also among them.

"Tsk tsk, Tang Hao, what do you think we can do? Your opponent this time is not us." Yue Guan and Gui Mei, standing in mid-air, looked at Tang Hao below.

Under their feet, there are yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and nine soul rings, constantly flashing. But the two of them didn't plan to shoot, but looked at Tang Hao quietly.

In Tang Hao's eyes, there was a car that was driving slowly and stopped before a certain distance.

Qian Daoliu stepped down from the incense cart and looked at Tang Hao who was standing in front of him. The spirit of the six-winged angel rose behind him, black, black, black, black, black, red, and nine spirit rings flashing on his body.

"You are the current Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. You are far worse than your grandfather Tang Chen." When Qian Daoliu spoke, the aura of a peerless Douluo of the ninety-ninth level spread from his body. out.

"You are Qian Daoliu!" Tang Hao's eyes appeared solemn. As far as he knew, the people who possessed the spirit of the seraph, except for the previous Pope Qian Xun Ji, who was also the great worshiper of Qian Daoliu in the Spirit Hall.

Tang Hao looked at Qian Daoliu, the seventh spirit ring under his feet flickered quickly, and the spirit power on his body gathered towards the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Haotian Avatar!" The Haotian Hammer that Tang Hao was holding in his hand suddenly swelled like a hill, carrying Wan Jun's tremendous strength and pressing it towards Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu looked at the pressing Clear Sky Hammer, his body did not have any intention to dodge, the pale golden soul power condensed in his hand, and he directly reached out to catch Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer.

The tyrannical energy fluctuations spread out around, and when the energy spread to the front of the incense car, it was blocked by Bibi Dong's hand.

"The gap in strength is too huge. Even if he uses the explosive ring, Tang Hao can't escape the end of his fall." Bibi Dong couldn't help but chuckle all his life as he looked at the battle ahead.

Qian Renxue was staring at the scene of the battle ahead without blinking. As for what Bibi Dong was saying, she didn't care at all.

Bi Zihan's eyes were on the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao came out of the blacksmith shop, then Tang San should be in the blacksmith shop now, it doesn't matter if Tang Hao dies today, but Tang San, the son of luck, must stay here .

"Mom, I'll go to the blacksmith shop and get rid of the rest of them." Bi Zihan said to Bibi Dong before getting up and going to the blacksmith shop behind Tang Hao.

"Zihan, you must know your identity. You are the son of the Spirit Hall and the young master of the Pope Hall. You must learn how to handle the people under your command. You don't need to do some things yourself, but leave it to the people under your command. , just deal with it." Bibi Dong smiled lightly and stretched out her hand to hold Bizhan's shoulder, and winked at Yueguan and Guimei.

Yueguan and Guimei saw Bibi Dong's eyes, glanced at Tang Hao who was being beaten under pressure, and set their eyes on the blacksmith behind Tang Hao. And the ninth spirit ring under their feet lit up almost at the same time.

"Ninth Soul Skill: The chrysanthemum is crippled, the ground is wounded, and the flowers fall to the ground!"

"Ninth Soul Power: Hell Sprite!"

The Qirong Tongtian Ju in Yueguan's hands suddenly shattered, and each petal spun like a crescent blade, forming a golden tornado, heading towards the blacksmith shop.

The ghost's body exuded a faint black soul power, and from the ground of the blacksmith shop, stretched out countless incomparably huge hands, grabbing towards the blacksmith shop.

Seeing this, Tang Hao's pupils tightened, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand wanted to block the attack of the two, but now he has been suppressed by Qian Daoliu, and he has no time to care, let alone block the two. attacked.

In the blacksmith shop, Tang San looked at all this through the window, with doubts, confusion and confusion in his eyes, but the giant hand extending from the ground didn't give him time to think, and instantly grabbed Tang San's Body.

Like the petals of a crescent blade, it slashed directly across Tang San's body, and the bright red blood flowed out from Tang San's body, grabbing Tang San's giant hand, and tyrannical spirit power also appeared, shaking Tang San's body into a Blood fog.

The dilapidated blacksmith shop also collapsed suddenly under the influence of the two soul skills, making a dull loud noise.

Tang Hao turned his head to look at the collapsed blacksmith shop, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot eyes, and his heart was filled with endless anger and killing intent.

"Martial Spirit Hall, what a Martial Spirit Hall!" The nine spirit rings on Tang Hao's body suddenly exploded, transforming into a stream of pure energy and pouring it into the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Da Xumi hammer, the nine rings will explode together, hehe!" Tang Hao let out a violent shout with murderous intent. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand shrouded Yueguan, Guimei, Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Bi Zihan and the others, and smashed towards them desperately.

The unparalleled strength and the tyrannical energy fluctuations emanating from the Clear Sky Hammer caused cracks to appear on the ground, and the cracks are still increasing.

Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Hao who was using the blasting ring, and there was a little attention in his eyes. If he was not careful, even he might be injured by this blow. But this is already the strongest blow that Tang Hao can use. After this blow, Tang Hao will no longer have the ability to resist.