Douluo Dalu: Flame Gun Chongli Falls Heart Flame Cheats

Chapter 61 Tang San changes skin, God Realm sends cheats
Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo both took a breath of cold air.

"Three hundred thousand year soul bones, one of which is of a higher quality than a hundred thousand year soul bone, attached with an external soul bone. Doesn't this mean that even the torso bones have the potential to evolve?"

While Jian Douluo and Gu Douluo were still in shock, Ning Fengzhi asked uncertainly: "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, do you think there is a chance between Rongrong and Yang Yun?"

Upon hearing this, the two Super Douluo glared at Ning Fengzhi.

"Feng Zhi, Rongrong is still so young and you've already started to set your sights on her?"

"I don't agree. Rongrong is now the owner of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower. She is the only candidate for your position in the future. How can she marry so easily?"

"I think Yang Yun is no longer a creature in the pond. He has risen from the abyss and turned into a dragon. There is no possibility that he will marry into the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"In my opinion, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect can intermarry with the members of the Pozhi Clan, the predecessor of the Potian Clan. The Soul-Breaking Spear emphasizes extreme attack power, and with the assistance of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, it will surely be even more invincible."

"But marrying Rongrong to Potian Sect is not a wise move."

Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo's words became more and more outrageous, but the final point was that Ning Rongrong must stay in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect; no one else cared whether she lived or died.

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said, "I am just making a suggestion, I don't really want Rongrong to get married; and Sect Master Yang has no special feelings for Rongrong, so it's not something I can achieve just by wanting to!"

"Alright, Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, let's talk about the Wind Sword Sect. While we were receiving Sect Master Yang, a secret report came from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect at the Xingluo stronghold."

"The Wind Sword Sect and some other large and small forces were annihilated by the Potian Sect today. The reason was that the top leaders of these people set up an ambush to kill the Potian Sect's Great Elder Yang Wudi."

"What do you think about this?"

Jian Douluo said bluntly: "It has nothing to do with us. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect remains neutral. We have no right to interfere in the grievances of the Potian Sect. Besides, there is no benefit in making enemies with the Potian Sect."

"Yang Yun is a very cunning and ruthless man. He is decisive in killing and possesses the killing domain. He is the youngest killing god who emerged from the City of Slaughter. It would be harmful to make enemies with him. This information has nothing to do with us. Just ignore it."

Bone Douluo nodded. He and Sword Douluo agreed on this matter.

Don't worry about the frost on other people's roofs, just sweep the snow in front of your door.

Ning Fengzhi also thought so, nodded and said thoughtfully: "The Potian Sect has produced a real dragon, and its achievements in the future may be comparable to Tang Chen, the founder of the Haotian Sect, and Qian Daoliu, the chief worshiper of the Wuhun Hall."

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will at most be demoted, but it will definitely be above the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex. For the next few hundred years, the Potian Sect must not become enemies."

Jian Douluo thought of Qian Daoliu, the six-winged angel martial spirit with a golden human body and bird shape.

He snorted coldly, "I didn't expect that Feng Zhi, you think so highly of Yang Yun. I regret not having a fight with him."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment and said, "This is also a good thing. The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is about to begin. It would be best if we can avoid getting hurt."

Bone Douluo looked at Sword Douluo teasingly: "Old bitch, you didn't come with me to the Xingluo Empire last time; you suffered a loss, hehehehe"

Jian Douluo tightened the sword in his hand.

There was a '＃' on his forehead with veins bulging, just like Bone Douluo: "Bitch, come out and fight me if you have the guts; come on."

Bone Douluo picked his nose with his little finger and looked at Sword Douluo with disdain: "Why should I fight you for no reason? Unless there is a bet."

A few vertical lines appeared on Ning Fengzhi's forehead and a drop of cold sweat dripped down; he silently walked towards the backyard with his crutches.

You two old people go ahead and rush over, I'm going to go and comfort my baby. Judging from the situation just now, it's probably going to be so bad that even if I coax him for a long time, it may not work.

As soon as Sword Douluo's eyes turned, he knew what Bone Douluo was planning.

As soon as he put away his sword, he said calmly, "After I help Rongrong hunt for the third spirit ring, I will come and teach you a lesson." Seeing that he was not fooled, Bone Douluo quickly walked up to him and provoked him, "Old bitch, are you scared?"

Jian Douluo remained unmoved!
"Old bitch, if you're scared just tell me; your Grandpa Bone will forgive you this time."

Jian Douluo remained unmoved!
"Old Deng, don't yell at me. If you know what's best for you, give up this opportunity."

Jian Douluo remained unmoved!
In the end, Bone Douluo couldn't bear it anymore, and a bunch of bone spurs emerged from the back of his hand and he rushed towards Sword Douluo.

Jian Douluo was not unmoved. He raised the corner of his mouth in an imperceptible arc and dodged sideways.

"My body is like a sword!"

Sword Douluo activated his spirit skill and pointed it directly at Bone Douluo, saying with a smile: "You bastard, you took the initiative to provoke me. Watch out."

Bone Douluo suddenly came to his senses, but it was too late to react after he had already started the fight; he could only fight back.

While dealing with it, he angrily cursed: "Old bitch, a man is like his sword, and you are the real sword."

Star Forest.

The halo emitted by the blue silver grass cocoon became stronger and stronger, and Tang Hao knew that his son was finally about to successfully evolve into a butterfly.

He couldn't help but reveal a look of relief on his face as he looked at the grass cocoon.

It wasn't until he saw the scoundrel without a single hair on his body that the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Xiao San, put on your clothes first."

Tang San came back to his senses when he heard his father's voice, and involuntarily drew the vitality in his body that had not yet dissipated; indirectly, his long azure blue hair fell down.

She has thin eyebrows, thin lips, and her skin is as smooth as a girl's.

If he didn't know that this was his son, Tang Hao would even think that it was Ah Yin who was resurrected and stood in front of him again.

After growing hair, Tang San immediately took out a set of extremely elastic blue tights and put them on to change his skin in advance.

"Father, I feel...ah?" Before Tang San could say anything, he saw a blade of grass at Tang Hao's feet.

I couldn't help but stare at the scene in disbelief with my eyes wide open.

"Wangchuan Qiushuilu? Am I dreaming?" Tang San murmured, staring at Wangchuan Qiushuilu step by step, and walked quickly forward with his hands protecting her.

Tang Hao couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Xiao San, do you know what this grass is? Did the master teach you this too?"

Tang San had already thought of a reason for this, and said calmly: "Some of it is from the teacher's books, and more of it is the sudden extra knowledge in my mind; it is more like the inheritance of the Blue Silver Emperor engraved in my mind."

"That's why I showed such surprise just now, because I wasn't sure whether those memories were real. Now it seems to be true. There really are such rare and precious things in this world that defy the will of heaven and earth."

The confusion on Tang Hao's face deepened.

"Xiao San, the Blue Silver King once sent a black bamboo into the cocoon you were in. Do you know what that is?"

As he spoke, Tang Hao's soul power condensed into the lines of the Black Jade Bamboo for Tang San to see.

Many people have opinions about the Bie San Xian Cao. . . I am sorry, but I can only answer that I have my own foreshadowing and ideas; the God Realm must intervene, so the Shura God will not watch his future successor develop into a dead end like Tuo Xiang. This is unreasonable and too brainless! ! ! Report Thoughts

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