Douluo: True Dragon Douluo

"An old ghost and a broken chrysanthemum dare to touch my son, get out of here!"

At this extremely dangerous moment, a majestic voice spread throughout the Papal Palace.

The voice contained extremely strong domineering power, and even a strong person at Bibi Dong's level was condensed by it.

What was different from others was that when he heard this voice, Tang San, who was holding Xiao Wu, showed an expression of excitement on his face. Even though they had been separated for a long time, how could he forget this voice!

Under this huge sound wave attack, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo, two mighty titled Douluo masters, were ejected.

Just when everyone was in shock and doubt, a figure appeared in front of the Pope's Palace. Under the shining of the setting sun, the man's body actually emitted a dazzling golden light.

His clothes were very simple, and the gray robe had several big holes in it. The skin on his body had turned waxy yellow, and his face looked like he had just woken up. What was even more unbearable was that he His hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and with the beard all over his face, he looked like a beggar.

However, no one dared to underestimate him. He was able to knock back two titled Douluo with one blow. Others did not even see what method he used. This level of cultivation was simply terrifying.

Even Sword Douluo who was guarding Ning Fengzhi showed a solemn look. Although he could feel that the soul power of the person coming was worse than his own, even he couldn't easily accept such terrifying power.

"father!"

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Tang San shouted loudly towards the mysterious man. At this moment, the corners of his eyes, which had always been tenacious and had never shed a drop, were filled with tears.

The figure floating in mid-air is Tang San's father, the youngest titled Douluo in the history of Douluo Continent, Haotian Douluo... Tang Hao.

The black hammer behind him looked exactly like the one in Tang San's hand, but the power contained in it was far beyond what Tang San's Haotian Hammer without any soul rings could compare to.

"Tang Hao!"

Looking at the domineering figure in front of him, Bibi Dong recognized him instantly.

At this moment, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo had already retreated to Bibi Dong's side. The pressure from the three titled Douluo standing together made the surrounding soul masters tremble and dare not look directly.

But Tang Hao always looked calm and relaxed, and he didn't even hold the hammer beside him.

"Bibi Dong!"

Tang Hao's eyes were like lightning, his sharp eyes staring straight at the noble figure below, "Do you think you can keep me with just these soldiers and generals?"

"It turns out it's Haotian Douluo!" Seeing that Ju Douluo was being insulted in this way, and in front of so many people, how could he just sit back and ignore it, so he immediately retorted: "I think you were also in cahoots with the spirit beast back then. Together, this Tang San deserves to be your son, the Tang family's family tradition has been passed down well, rabbits eat grass, produce and sell by oneself, hahaha, he deserves to be a member of the Haotian Sect."

Ju Douluo's status was extraordinary, and of course he knew the secret behind Tang Hao's retreat, but it was really unwise for him to insult Tang Hao in front of so many people.

"court death!"

Seeing people insulting A Yin and the Haotian Sect in this way, a powerful and evil aura instantly burst out from Tang Hao's body.

That force directly pressed towards Ju Douluo, suppressing him until he vomited blood in a moment.

"presumptuous!"

Bibi Dong was immediately furious. He dared to hurt Ju Douluo in front of her. He simply regarded the majesty of her pope as nothing. She waved her hand gently, and a sharp sound came out from her hand. Not long after, the Pope's palace was filled with chaos. There were four screams.

"Do you think calling someone will help?"

Tang Hao smiled slightly, and his tall and tall body like a mountain released huge pressure.

One soul ring after another slowly rose from his feet, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying with each soul ring. Until the ninth soul ring rose, the three major titled Douluo headed by Bibi Dong The coercion radiated was suddenly suppressed.

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

The soul ring on Tang Hao was exactly the same as Bibi Dong. The bright red soul ring released an unparalleled light. At this moment, Tang Hao was as dazzling as a god.

Although Bibi Dong's cultivation level was not inferior to Tang Hao's, her aura of domineering and arrogance was far inferior to him.

At this moment, four figures in the Pope's Palace gradually emerged. Although the aura they exuded was not as strong as Bibi Dong and others, they were undoubtedly strong men at the level of Titled Douluo.

"Seven titled Douluo! You are worthy of being called the Spirit Hall. With such a great effort, you are truly worthy of being the number one force in the mainland... But, do you think seven people can stop me? See clearly, this is the real power. Haotian’s incarnation!”

Tang San stared closely at the figure in the sky, knowing that the last words were obviously meant for him.

The seventh soul ring lit up, and the black Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand suddenly emitted infinite black light. Immediately, the hammer swelled in the wind, and it stopped after it expanded to hundreds of meters.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of red stripes slowly emerged from the Clear Sky Hammer. The red 10-year-old soul ring on Tang Hao also lit up, and the originally black Clear Sky Hammer also turned red.

"The Pope's Palace, hahaha, destroy this Pope's Palace today!"

Tang Hao looked at the majestic building in front of him with a ferocious face, and hit the huge palace with the giant hammer in his hand. His target was not those titled Douluo, but the Pope's Palace, which represented the dignity of Wuhun Palace. , this move to attack the enemy and rescue him was an outright conspiracy. Even if Bibi Dong knew Tang Hao's intention, he had to separate to rescue him.

As the pope, she must not allow anyone to destroy the papal palace.

The seven titled Douluo belonging to Wuhun Palace, including Bibi Dong, all stood in front of the Pope Palace when Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer. They did not dare to be careless because of the face of Wuhun Palace.

If the Pope's Palace is destroyed under the protection of so many titled Douluo, then who will fear the Wuhun Palace in the future? They absolutely cannot let the prestige accumulated by the Wuhun Palace over the years be destroyed today. once.

"boom……"

The seven figures in the air were smashed down by the huge black hammer at the same time, and the huge roar made the huge palace shake.

The minds of the soul masters below the soul saint level who were present suddenly went blank.

The black dragon in Li Yan's mind emitted a strong light, and he woke up instantly under Rayquaza's protection.

After a moment, the giant hammer in the air suddenly disappeared, and a bright red blood stain appeared on the ground.

"Bibi Dong, just wait. The debt owed to me by Wuhun Palace will one day be paid back by me."

Tang Hao's voice rang from the horizon, and his figure had already disappeared into the Pope's Palace. Tang San and Xiao Wu disappeared with him. Although Tang Hao was injured, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this fight was still between Hao and Tang Hao. Tian Douluo won.

With one against seven, he was still able to retreat. After so many years, Haotian Douluo, who was famous throughout the continent, continued to advance in strength and became more and more terrifying.

"His Majesty the Pope..."

Ghost Douluo had an angry look on his face, "This bastard Tang Hao is really too presumptuous. We can't just let him go. Otherwise, where will the prestige of my Spirit Hall be?"

"Shut up!" Bibi Dong shouted solemnly: "If he was really that easy to deal with, he wouldn't have been left unpunished for so many years... Now is not the time to deal with him."

"What about these people!"

Yue Guan pointed at Tang San's accomplices and asked Bibi Dong for instructions. As soon as His Majesty the Pope gave the order, he started to deal with these ants.

Bibi Dong glanced at Yu Xiaogang, and then couldn't help but sigh, "Forget it, let them go!"

"Everyone leaves the papal palace immediately."

After saying this, Bibi Dong was about to walk towards the interior of the Pope's Palace, when a sudden change occurred.

"Everyone can leave, except Li Yan."

A majestic and solemn voice came, and not long after, an old man in plain robes came out of the air.

Seeing his appearance, Sword Douluo's face instantly showed an expression of disbelief, and the Seven Kills Sword in his hand couldn't help but appear.

He also did not expect that after so many years, the former No. 1 in the mainland, the last pope of Wuhun Palace, Angel Douluo, Qian Daoliu were actually still there.

An inexplicable emotion emanated from his body.

"Great Elder, why are you doing this!"

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu in surprise. This unfathomable elder actually walked out of the worship hall at this time.