Douluo's Demon Dao Comes

Chapter 205
In mid-air in front of the Pope's Palace, a Confucian scholar with a sword stepped forward from the void. He was wearing a simple purple dress, giving him an inexplicable nobility.He walked slowly to the ground, and glanced at Tang Xuan, who was bent over, with cold eyes that were different from usual.He frowned and said, "Tang Xuan, with Di Yi and Hai Huang around, you still ended up in such a mess, really show me face!"

His tone was three-point cold and seven-point stern.Tang Xuan couldn't help but wonder if this is Jiang Xingming?Or Jiang Wanyin? !

Jiang Xingming waved his sleeves, and the aura of the four titled Douluo disappeared immediately. He said coldly, "Hmph, are you still not getting up? Do you want me to ask you to get up? Get up yet."

The seven Tang Xuan felt their whole body relax, and quickly got up, standing respectfully behind Jiang Xingming, even Tang Xuan, who had always been bohemian, didn't dare to speak.

Different from the personable Jiang Xingming, another under the crown of Haotian smashed almost vertically in front of the Pope's Palace.The tall and burly figure protected the Slime Academy group behind them.

"Tang Hao" Bibi Dong yelled and stared at Tang Hao in the air with resentment, almost bursting into flames.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo respectively retreated to Pope Bibi Dong's side, and the supreme aura belonging to Title Douluo rose again.The three titled Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the mainland had their soul power fully activated, and the irrelevant soul masters in front of the Pope's Palace left in a hurry, fearing that they would be affected.

Soon, the front of the Pope's Palace became empty.Hai Huang and Di Yi retreated to Jiang Xingming's side, silently protecting Tang Xuan and others.Hai Huang said to Jiang Xingming via voice transmission: "Grand Priest, should we take this opportunity and withdraw first?"

Jiang Xingming replied: "Look again, besides, we can't leave." As early as when he came, he noticed four powerful auras hidden in the dark.So he had already informed the hall to let Lei Zhan, Mo Chenyin, and two old men, Li Yun and Hong Hu, come to support them.

Hai Huang's eyes sharpened. If it was in the ocean, what would the four titled Douluo do to him?But now on land, his combat power is directly weaker by three points.

"Want to avenge your teacher? Bibi Dong, do you think you can keep me?" Tang Hao's hazy eyes suddenly opened, murderous, hostile, and chill intertwined, and even the hand on the hammer was swollen with veins .

When Pope Bibi Dong heard the words, he waved his hand fiercely, and a scream came out from his hand, just when everyone thought that there would be a strong person entering the arena, the surroundings were completely silent.

Tang Hao forcefully forced the words "calling people" back. He had originally planned to pretend to be aggressive, but now it's time.If he could describe it, his mood at the moment was as if he had eaten a few mouse hairs after eating barbecue.Depressed, extremely depressed, what Bibi Dong did made him a little confused.

Bibi Dong waved her wrist in embarrassment, wrinkled her nose, her heart was full of dissatisfaction and killing intent.These old guys always lose the chain at critical moments.

To say that a woman who is burning with anger is the most unreasonable, Bibi Dong in front of her has undoubtedly confirmed this point, the aura of the 99th-level Title Douluo exploded, and everyone present felt a tightness in their chests, only Ju Douluo And Ghost Douluo is no different.

Tang Hao's face was serious, and seeing that Jiang Xingming had no intention of making a move, he frowned, and his aura suddenly changed, becoming like a flame. With the rising of the soul ring, the flame burned more and more vigorously.

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

Tang Hao glanced coldly at the Pope's Palace, looked at the Pope and the two chrysanthemums and ghosts beside him, his hostility gradually replaced his laziness, his eyes seemed to show the flames of war 13 years ago, when his third brother died 13 years ago , Ah Yin sacrificed 13 years ago, too much happened 13 years ago.

In just one year, an elder brother lost the younger brother who respected him the most, a husband lost the wife who loved him the most, and a young hero who was famous all over the mainland fell to his death.

Tang Hao said in a cold voice: "The four titled Douluo in the area can do nothing to me. How can you stop me, Tang Hao, from leaving? Don't take the children's playing skills on the competition stage as Haotian's true self." With all the strength of the body, you can see clearly what it means to be the real body of Haotian."

The seventh soul ring appeared, and Tang Hao raised the black Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The hammer spun in mid-air, exuding surging black light, and a ferocious aura centered on the hammer moved towards the surroundings.The already huge Clear Sky Hammer stretched out against the wind, and unexpectedly turned into a huge hammer head hundreds of meters long, like a hill.

Bloody red streaks emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer, the 10-year red soul ring on Tang Hao's body suddenly lit up, and the black giant hammer instantly turned completely red.

"The Pope's Palace, what a Pope's Palace. Hahahahahahaha..." Tang Hao's right hand moved amidst the arrogant laughter.

The [-]-meter-long giant hammer suddenly descended in the air, not towards the three Titled Douluo in front of them, but directly towards the Pope's Palace behind them.

"Tang Hao, how dare you." Seeing this scene, Bibi Dong's lungs almost exploded with rage, blue veins appeared on her snow-white forehead, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo soared into the air, heading straight for the giant hammer.

And the four priests of the Spirit Hall in the dark temporarily let go of Bibidong's grievances. After all, if the Haotian Hammer smashes the Pope's Hall, it will not hit Bibi Dong in the face alone, but all of the Spirit Hall. human face.

For a moment, the seven titled Douluo greeted Haotian Douluo's Haotian real body together.Boom, the loud noise as if punished by heaven made the whole Wuhun City tremble violently.

The seven figures flying in the air were smashed down at the same time, and the giant hammer in the air disappeared.

He looked up to the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood, Tang Hao's aura did not slump, but he laughed out loud, as if what he sprayed just now was not blood, but the grievance accumulated for 13 years, "Bibi Dong, I admit that you are very powerful, but I, Tang Hao You are not a vegetarian either, you will have to pay back what you Wuhundian owes me, I believe that day is not far away, hahahahaha."

Looking up to the sky and laughing, I went out, how can I be from Penghao?Tang Hao smiled and left, taking Tang San and Xiao Wu with him, no one stopped him, no one dared to stop him.

When Pope Bibi Dong's body fell to the ground, his face was flushed, and after taking a deep breath, the flush slowly disappeared.Besides Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, there were four more Title Douluo in red robes behind her.

"Your Majesty the Pope..." Not only Bibi Dong was angry, but Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo were also angry.But the four priests of Wuhun Hall were uncharacteristically, not angry, but stared at Jiang Xingming and his party.

Facing the gazes of the four titled Douluo, Jiang Xingming calmly said with a sneer: "Three, five, six, seven. There is also four over there, except for that crocodile and Qian Daoliu, it's all here. , I really think highly of Jiang."

Wu Gong is a middle-aged man, dressed in a purple-gold red robe, with a golden shawl and a ponytail tied behind his head, his eyes are light gray, and he has an unusually burly figure. Standing so far forward, he is really majestic and majestic. Facing the scenery, like a heavenly soldier.

The fifth priest said coldly: "As far as you are concerned, the big priest and the second priest can't help but a few of us brothers are enough."

Arrogant people will experience a severe beating sooner or later, which clearly deserves a beating.

(End of this chapter)