Douluo: Peerless Light.

Chapter 815 A little devil and a chrysanthemum will kill you today! [six thousand words]

A smile appeared on the corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, and he said meaningfully:
"Yes, the old man did blew himself up, and there was indeed no bones left. But the old man was not reconciled, so the old man spent a full 1 years crawling back from the underworld to the human world, turning into a ghost, and looking for your father and son. Seductive!"

"Impossible! You can't be Golden Crocodile Douluo, he's already dead!" Tang Hao roared, "Show your real body, don't try to play tricks in front of me!"

"Pretending to be a ghost? We are gods and ghosts, so why pretend?"

"Then let you Haotian Douluo see today, what is the real power of gods and ghosts."

Two voices sounded one after the other.

The former is cold and frightening, with a full sense of erratic.

The latter is feminine and tactful, like a dirge for ghosts.

Two figures instantly appeared behind Tang Hao, and their bodies also exuded god-level fluctuations.

One of them was holding a chrysanthemum in his hand, with a feminine appearance and a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The other person was shrouded in the power of the dark death breath, and the whole person was surrounded by ghosts and shadows, almost turning the entire sky into a dead zone.

"You guys! How is this possible!"

Tang Hao's face showed horror, and without even thinking about it, his figure suddenly retreated.

If it was Golden Crocodile Douluo, he still hesitated for a while before daring to confirm.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, Ghost Douluo Guimei, he is very familiar with these two.

In addition, the coercion of Ghost Douluo's aura was even more terrifying than that of Golden Crocodile Douluo, which almost made him tremble like falling into an ice cave.

"Want to leave? Have you asked us?"

Ghost snorted coldly, and a layer of silver-white flames instantly burned on his body.

He is so far the only returnee from the underworld who still maintains the undead race.

If it is said that death and transformation into an undead creature, it is a weakening for other soul masters.

So for Ghost Douluo, that was an unprecedented enhancement, a true liberation of talent.

His martial spirit is a ghost.

Or rather, his soul.

This can be called an alternative body spirit, and it is the most top-notch one, no less than the poisonous body spirit.

In the former Eternal Sleeping Kingdom, Ghost's strength was at the top of the king class, and he was one of the few people most likely to achieve the monarch class.

After joining the Immortal Empire, communicating and learning with many powerful people, and cultivating a complete soul system, the talent of ghosts and ghosts has been magnified crazily.

Today, he is only on the last line from the state of mourning.

As long as the ghost can comprehend a law that is completely compatible with himself, he will be instantly promoted to become the king of the undead, and transformed into a mourning soul.

The powerful soul pressure covers the entire sky, and the power of the death breath that is constantly surging almost completely blocks the brilliance of the sun.

Ghost Douluo raised his hand and punched out, and the black soul blade stained with silver flames came instantly.

Tang Hao's expression had completely changed, he held the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and danced wildly, and stopped him only with danger and danger.

This kind of powerful power is even almost the same as his own!
At this time, Ghost Douluo, under that layer of silver flames, was shining like a soul body made of gold.

The soul is the martial soul of the body.

Naturally, you can practice the secret method of the Noumenon School - the awakening of a gold-level martial soul!

Ordinarily, the awakening of a gold-level martial soul increases physical strength and comprehensive combat power.

However, Ghost Douluo awakened with a gold-rank martial soul in the body of the undead, but what increased was the strength of the soul heart!

This level of increase has even brought him infinitely close to the realm of the Lord of Mourning, and there are faint lines of purple and gold appearing on the faint blue heart of the soul.

In the next instant, Ghost Douluo's figure disappeared, almost teleporting behind Tang Hao.

The two pitch-black soul-armed daggers stabbed at the back of Tang Hao's heart and head at the same time, and the speed had reached a certain extreme.

Not far away, a golden layer of flames was also lit on Ju Douluo Yueguan's body.

A huge chrysanthemum phantom intertwined, causing Tang Hao's lightning-fast figure to suddenly slow down, and the speed of turning around to defend suddenly dropped.

"That's right, Tang Hao, why are you in a hurry? It's just a chrysanthemum, a little ghost, don't you, the old Haotian Douluo, still be afraid?"

Ju Douluo's voice was still so feminine, but it was like a haunting ghost, which made Tang Hao feel a deep shudder.

He turned half of his body with all his strength, and tried his best to hold the huge Clear Sky Hammer horizontally in front of him.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Two crisp sounds appeared almost at the same time, and two figures flew backward from the center of the collision at the same time.

Although Ghost Douluo in the explosive state is strong, he is still the Ghost Douluo who is good at speed and assassination.

Head-to-head with a guy like Tang Hao who is good at strength, even if the combat power of the two sides is almost the same at this time, it is still a bit too reluctant.

It's just that Ghost Douluo doesn't want to assassinate today, let alone fight Tang Hao with his usual fighting style.

He just wants to fight with him fist to flesh, to vent the anger that has been accumulated in his heart for tens of thousands of years!

Therefore, even though Tang Hao's panicked force and the shock force of the previous collision made his body uncomfortable, he still immediately sprinted backwards, with a posture of desperate Saburo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo smiled softly, and that huge chrysanthemum was also covered with a layer of brilliant golden flame.

A series of invisible fluctuations enveloped the battlefield, Tang Hao only felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his body's flexibility was greatly restricted.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Little Tang Hao, take another punch from your Grandpa Golden Crocodile!"

At the same time that Ghost Douluo turned around and sprinted, Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a sinister grin, and the phantom of the Golden Crocodile King suddenly condensed into his body, and also bombarded towards Tang Hao.

The golden fist is like a shooting star chasing the moon, the last strike comes first.

This heavy mountain-like punch made Tang Hao's eyes tear open.

There are golden crocodiles behind and ghosts in front.

There is also the control of Yueguan on the side.

If this blow is hit by the opponent, he may really be severely injured.

No, there must be a trade-off.

Almost instantly, Tang Hao made a decision.

He was ready to resist Ghost Douluo's blow, blocking Golden Crocodile Douluo's fist.

Ghost Douluo is good at assassination and movement skills. Even if the attack intensity is raised to the extreme, it is still a bit mediocre. It should not be difficult to resist with his own cultivation. Then he will only need to seal one penetrating wound.

But Golden Crocodile Douluo can't.

He and himself both took the path of opening and closing, and their attack power was unparalleled.

Maybe the damage he caused wasn't as fatal as Ghost Douluo's, but a large area of ​​damage would seriously drop his overall combat power.

You have suffered a loss once before, and you must not do it a second time.

Thoughts were running like lightning and flint, and a strange white flame rose rapidly from Tang Hao's body.

The transformation from the central mastermind removed the soul ring on his body, integrated it into his body, and became a part of his own power like Qian Zhaoguang.

Now it is easier for Tang Hao to use the Great Sumeru Hammer.

Even if it lacks the instant explosive power of exploding the ring, it guarantees the improvement of combat power under normalization, which is not bad.

Tang Hao turned around quickly in the swamp-like sluggishness.

When stepping on the sky, an invisible air wave exploded instantly.

With the space he trampled down as the center, the clouds with a diameter of hundreds of miles disappeared instantly, completely blown to pieces by this berserk force.

Fortunately, this is at an altitude of [-] meters, no bird can withstand such extreme low temperature.

Otherwise, the aftermath of the previous battle would not know how many birds flying in the sky would be affected.

Faced with Golden Crocodile's punch, which had reached its peak of energy, Tang Hao's eyes turned blood red again.

Two blazing forces rendered the Great Sumeru Hammer into a strange color of red and white, and the condensed and substantive murderous aura blasted out along with Tang Hao's movements.

With people hammering together, Tang Hao has reached the peak that he can achieve.

The horror of the Great Sumeru Hammer does not need to be repeated, it is a terrifying existence that can make a 97-level Title Douluo unleash a limit-breaking blow.

Now, with a cultivation base of level 110, Tang Hao is trying his best to hit a peak blow, its power is terrifying, and it has even exceeded the upper limit that the plane can accommodate.

Where the mountain-like huge Clear Sky Hammer passed, only large expanses of cracked space remained.

Numerous cobweb-like space cracks are constantly pulling here, and the strong suction from the void is constantly pulling the bodies of the people in the center of the battlefield.

The gigantic Clear Sky Hammer had completely turned into a piece of black at this moment.

The dark blazing flames burned violently.

"Well done, well done!"

Instead of being surprised, Golden Crocodile Douluo rushed forward with a big laugh, and retracted his fist just before the collision, and directly collided with it with his hardest head!

How similar is this scene to the battle before Jialing Pass ten thousand years ago?

A black light flashed, and the entire space shook instantly.

Large areas of space were shattered, and countless heaven and earth energy and already thin element particles were instantly swallowed up by this terrifying collision.

The unrestrained black light scattered in all directions, but suddenly scattered when it reached a certain extreme.

An inconspicuous muffled sound came from the sputtering center, which was made by Tang Hao who had received the peak attack of the ghost.

The collision of the three happened in an instant, and ended in an instant.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's body flew backwards, and stabilized in the air at an extremely fast speed.

The black aura flickered beside Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo's figure also appeared instantly.

On the two sharp daggers in his hands, there are two wisps of golden-red divine blood slowly dripping down.

In the distance, Tang Hao couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was at least three points weak.

Just above his left chest and neck, there is a blood hole pierced through each.

Although Tang Hao managed to avoid Ghost Douluo's attack, it still caused him a great deal of serious damage.

At this time, blood continued to overflow from Tang Hao's mouth uncontrollably.

The knife that Ghost Douluo stabbed in the back of the heart directly pierced half of his heart.

If it weren't for the powerful transformation technology of the central mastermind, and Tang Hao's own cultivation is not low, and he can temporarily replace part of the heart with divine power, he would already be a dead man now.

This is the shortcoming of the soul master system.

Before absorbing the spirit energy and completely transforming into the body of a god, the heart and brain are still the deadly parts.

As long as it is completely destroyed, it will be a deadly situation.

If the heart is really missing, not to mention Tang Hao, even a super god-level powerhouse above level 120 will die.

Even Long Aotian on the Holy Demon Continent will die after losing his heart, so why should others live?

Besides, how could Ghost Douluo's strike be so easy to catch?
After thousands of years of fighting in the underworld, how could he let Tang Hao's low-level method of selling blood take effect?

The fighting instinct of every high-level aberrant soul body must be overwhelmed too much.

If Ghost Douluo really only had this level, he would have died in that extremely intense race war long ago.

The reason why Tang Hao is still alive is not because Ghost Douluo's instant explosive power is mediocre at all, but because he is holding back.

They were happy, but Bibi Dongke had not yet appeared.

Therefore, if it wasn't for Ghost Douluo deliberately letting Tang Hao go, the coordinated blow of the three of them would have directly killed him.

And it's the kind that smashes the soul together.

"Tang Hao, is the old man's head still hard?"

Looking at the bewildered Tang Hao, Golden Crocodile Douluo patted his head, revealing an extremely presumptuous smile.

Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood, his face softened.

However, the eyes he looked at Xian Golden Crocodile Douluo were already full of fear.

"Why! Why are you okay! Why!" he yelled in despair.

Even the rapidly recovering body couldn't give Tang Hao any sense of security.

Intense fear is rapidly growing in his body.

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed loudly: "Tang Hao boy, Tang Hao boy, ten thousand years have passed, have you forgotten how hard this old man's body is? In the past, your big Sumeru hammer could not give this old man three consecutive hammers. Leaving any injuries, why do you think it's okay now?"

At this moment, Tang Hao couldn't bear it anymore, put away the Clear Sky Hammer and turned around, ready to tear apart the space and escape.

Fear has filled his whole heart.

His former invincible heart that Tang San forcibly recast was shattered.

The domineering spirit is completely lost, and the aura of looking down on the world is completely gone.

Lacking the heaven-shaking true intention of Haotian, the attack power of the Clear Sky Hammer can only be seven points at most.

Under such circumstances, how dare Tang Hao continue to be the enemy of the three people who have been revived inexplicably?
He has brought his energy and energy to the peak, but he can't cause substantial damage to Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Now that he was still severely injured by Ghost Douluo, how could he be the opponent of the three of them?

Now there is only one word in Tang Hao's mind.

run!
The faster you run, the better!

The farther you run, the better!

As long as he goes to Haotianzong, with the help of Tianqing Niuban and Titan Giant Ape, and drags his son Tang San out of the customs, he will be able to easily solve the troubles on Douluo Continent.

No matter how strong they are, they are definitely not stronger than their own sons!

"Want to leave? Have you asked us?"

A feminine voice sounded, and Ju Douluo was already standing facing Ghost Douluo, holding hands.

In an instant, the two hugged each other and went away, merging into two huge halos in the sky.

One gold, one silver.

Countless magnificent patterns are densely covered on it, as if the principles of heaven and earth are engraved in it.

Two halos quietly flew out, intertwined to form a gigantic light wheel with a distance of several kilometers.

Tang Hao only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his body couldn't move for an instant.

Even the space channel he just tore apart was frozen there, like the decorations just painted on the scroll.

The famous bipolar static field of ten thousand years, the special skills of Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo!

In terms of simple control, the domineering degree of the bipolar static domain is even stronger than the indeterminate storm in the Seagod Thirteen Forms.

Not only can it solidify the strong, but it can also solidify an entire space-time to a certain extent, which is extremely overbearing.

A burst of gold and silver light flashed, and Tang Hao's whole body seemed to have turned into a sculpture, immobilized by the domain released by the two powerful men, Chrysanthemum and Ghost.

"Haotian Douluo, that's all."

The golden crocodile stepped forward slowly, reached out and patted Tang Hao's face with a frozen expression of astonishment, showing disdain.

"Thousands of years ago, I even respected you as a man, but when you think about it carefully, you are just a cowardly dog ​​who bullies the weak and fears the hard!"

"When he couldn't beat our Wuhun Temple, he didn't even dare to let go. After relying on his son to make a comeback, he mocked the old man as if he was so great?"

"Heh, you need your own wife to offer sacrifices and your own son's help to break through the realm. What face do you have to say that this old man will live a hundred years in vain?"

Tang Hao has been banned by the Bipolar Static Realm at this time, so naturally he cannot make any expression in response.

But Golden Crocodile Douluo could clearly feel that the soul in Tang Hao's body was fluctuating sharply, as violent as an electrocardiogram.

This can only mean one thing.

Tang Hao is in a hurry now.

As anxious as a king.

But he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't refute.

This is even more urgent.

Based on the current strength comparison between Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Tang Hao, in a state of full effort, these two extremely static domains can completely seal Tang Hao for about 3 minutes at most.

If Golden Crocodile Douluo took advantage of these three minutes to kill him, three minutes would be enough time for him to twist off Tang Hao's head and kick it as a ball.

Back then, when Tang San and Sixty went to the Star Dou Forest, that is, the Spirit Hall to besiege and kill Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong was always there besides Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

Tang San didn't have anything to do afterwards.

Once the two-pole static field is opened and the Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape are controlled, Bibi Dong will be able to successfully produce three more 10-year-old soul rings and three 10-year-old soul bones.

Tang San, who has not yet come into contact with the Vast Sea Cosmic Shield, will also die suddenly on the spot, and the Wuhun Empire will also successfully complete the unification.

What a pity, what a pity.

This story tells us how effective Taizu's famous saying is.

We must despise the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically.

It is always right to prepare a few more backhands.

Why fight evenly matched fights if you can crush them?
In the end, we still have to rely on explosive seeds to win?

Sorry, not that unique quirk.

If you are self-confident and fight with a contemptuous mentality in tactics, you will not be far from losing before the fight begins.

Today, 1 years later, the clear-headed Bibi Dong will not make this mistake again.

"Yueguan, ghost, let him go."

The cold female voice seemed to come from the void, making Tang Hao's soul fluctuate even more violently.

In the next second, the gold and silver light films faded like water waves, and Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo reappeared in the air.

Together with Golden Crocodile Douluo, the three formed a triangular position, firmly imprisoning Tang Hao inside, sealing off any possibility of him escaping.

The deep purple light flickered and stretched in front of Tang Hao's eyes.

Holding the Rakshasa Scythe, Bibi Dong in the purple divine attire had already appeared in front of him.

Familiar faces, familiar breaths, familiar Rakshasa powers.

Everything is so similar to what it was thousands of years ago.

At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the old finals of the Continental Advanced Youth Soul Master Elite Competition.

Back to the time when the gears of fate were just starting to turn.

This time, there was no sculpture of the God of Angels that Bibi Dong would be afraid of.

Not to mention that the Douluo star luck entrenched on Tang San's body could contaminate Tang Hao a little, thus turning the danger into safety.

Tang Hao's eyes widened after recovering his ability to move, and his gaze towards Bibi Dong kept trembling, even the re-released Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was somewhat less aggressive than before.

"Impossible! You have been beheaded by my son Tang San himself, how can you still survive! This is impossible!" Tang Hao cried out.

Extreme fear has covered his entire heart at this moment.

Bibi Dong's appearance completely crushed this former Haotian Douluo who defied the world, completely destroying his will to fight.

If the enemy who has been killed can still exist after ten thousand years, then what is the point of this battle?
This is impossible to win no matter what.

A faint sneer appeared on Bibi Dong's cold face. She just held the Rakshasa sickle and looked at Tang Hao like she was looking at garbage.

Looking at this Haotian Douluo who used to show off his might ten thousand years ago.

"Long time no see, Tang Hao. Aren't you happy to see me again after ten thousand years?"

"Are you people or ghosts! You are all dead already! Already dead!" Tang Hao roared in dismay, his right hand holding the Clear Sky Hammer trembled slightly, "How could you still be alive!"

"Us? Of course we are ghosts, ghosts who came to claim the lives of your father and son."

Bibi Dong stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

The seductive movement coupled with her attire makes one feel chilling no matter how one looks at it.

"Tang Hao, I have been looking forward to a big battle with you, looking forward to taking your head off with my own hands after a hearty battle."

"However, the way you look now disappoints me, and it makes me lose the desire to fight with you. Golden Crocodile Douluo is right, you have always been nothing but a wimp relying on your wife and son."

"Without your soul beast wife offering sacrifices to you, without your son of the sea god giving you the empowerment and helping you win the consciousness of the plane, how could you have the current level of cultivation with Tang Hao's little three-legged cat kung fu? ?”

"Oh, it's just trash."

"You fart!" Tang Hao gritted his teeth and defended, "In the past, I was able to severely injure Pope Qianxunji of the Wuhun Palace with the Great Sumeru Hammer, and I relied on my upright ability!"

"Oh? You mean Chihiro Ji? That idiot is more useless than you." Bibi Dong gave him a pitiful look, "When two scums fight, who should be more useless? This is Haotian Douluo's most attractive Something to be proud of?"

"Pfft."

Ju Douluo beside him couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Tang Hao trembling with anger and glaring at himself, he immediately covered his mouth charmingly, and waved his other hand towards Tang Hao a few times.

"Sorry, sorry, it was so funny, I couldn't hold back for a while."

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