The Tyrant of Douluo Comes

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye!

Tang San and Mo Feng rode for half a month before arriving at Tiandou City.

Looking at the prosperous capital in front of him, Tang San was filled with emotions. After a month in Purgatory Tower, he was extremely obsessed with his time in Shrek.

"Hey! Come on down, you guys are not allowed to enter Tiandou City on horseback!"

The soldiers guarding the city looked at the three people on horseback, slapped their spears on the ground, and said seriously!

Xiao Wu and Mo Feng dismounted, looked at each other, smiled, waved their hands and the horses disappeared. Before Tang San could react, he stomped on the ground.

"Xiao Wu! Why have you become so bad? You actually teased your third brother!" Tang San stood up, patted his butt and complained, looking just like a little daughter-in-law.

Perhaps because he survived the disaster and reunited with Mo Feng after a long absence, he was in a much better mood.Of course, only he himself knows the specific reason!

The soldiers and passers-by at the city gate looked at the disappearing horse in shock.

"Did you see how the horse disappeared?"

"No!"

"how did you do that?"

"Is it a storage soul guide?"

"No! The storage soul guidance device cannot store living objects. This is not a soul guidance device!"

"Then how did they make a horse disappear while it was alive?"

"Hey! You didn't know it right now! These people are from Wuhun City at first glance." A senior passerby raised his head and said proudly.

"Martial Soul City? How do you know? And what does this have to do with Wuhun City?" A person next to him looked at the old man who was relying on his old age in confusion and asked.

"Hmph! Don't you understand this? Let me tell you! Is there any person in Wuhun City who doesn't know that His Highness the Holy Son has developed a soul skill that can turn soul power into a horse? Now the entire Wuhun Palace The residents of Wuhun Palace, including the residents of Wuhun City, know how to use soul power to transform into horses. What these little kids just used is the soul power to transform into horses developed by the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace." This senior passerby said arrogantly, stroking his chin and beard. , as if he had researched this soul power into a horse.

"so smart?"

"This Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is really a god! He can actually develop such a heaven-defying soul skill!"

"That's right! The soul power turns into a horse! It sounds very high-end at first sight. No one in the entire Douluo Continent can do it! Only the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall can do it!"

Passers-by commented one after another!

"Hey~ didn't you say you came from Wuhun City? Then can you?" someone asked the senior old man.

"This...this...I don't know how," the old man smiled awkwardly and said angrily.

"Tch! Do you think you are so awesome? Fortunately, you are from Wuhun City and you don't even know how to do this!" Someone shook his head and said with disdain.

It seems that no matter where in the world there are people who are unhappy with pretenders, especially old men who rely on their old age to show off their old age.

"Hmph! You are still saying that you yourself don't know how to transform soul power into a horse. Moreover, although everyone in Wuhun City knows it, it is not so easy to learn. The first condition is to have one distributed by Wuhun Palace. ID card, the second condition is that you must be a good citizen who has lived in Wuhun City for more than three years to be eligible to study!"

"How can I, a scattered person from all over the world, be qualified to learn such advanced soul skills?" the old man snorted in embarrassment.

Xiao Wu and Mo Feng looked at the noisy crowd around them, shook their heads and walked into Tiandou City.

As Tang San listened to their discussion, his eyes gradually showed a painful expression.

"Little dance..."

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"Hey! Xiaofeng, why is it so lively over there?" Xiao Wu looked at the lively crowd in front and asked in confusion.

Mo Feng glanced at Xiao Wu and said angrily: "Ask me, how do I know?"

Tang San smiled slightly and said: "That's right, we haven't been here for almost a month!"

"Let's go! Third brother, Xiao Feng, let's go take a look!" Xiao Wu said while holding Tang San's arm and pouting.

"Yeah! Okay, Xiaofeng, let's go take a look!"

Mo Feng nodded, and the three of them walked forward.

"Hey! Uncle, what are you doing here? Why is it so lively?" Mo Feng grabbed a person and asked.

"How do you talk like a little baby? Who do you call uncle? Do I look that old?"

"Uh~" I couldn't see clearly from behind just now, but now I turned around and realized that this person was a young man about 20 years old.

"Then, big brother, what are you doing here?" Xiao Wu said cutely to this man.

The young man looked at Xiao Wu's cute appearance and lost his temper: "This is the Shenglin Chamber of Commerce, and today is the last auction, so many big names who have not been here before are here today, so it is naturally very lively!"

"Auction house?" Tang San asked doubtfully. He had never heard of any auction.

"Oh! It's a place where items are auctioned. You can go in and have a look, but you have to queue up at the back."

"Oh! By the way, do you have an invitation letter?" The young man then thought of something and asked.

"What is the invitation?" Xiao Wu tilted her head and asked in confusion.

"Hey! Seeing that you are like this, it is impossible to enter. You must have an invitation letter to enter the Shenglin Chamber of Commerce's auction house. And it is not easy to get an invitation letter. You must be a famous family or force in the Tiandou Empire. If you are Casual cultivators can't get in, because casual cultivators are generally very poor, and they don't have the strength to compete with those big shots for goods!"

Maybe this young man had been waiting in line here for a long time and wanted to talk to someone. Looking at Tang San's three little kids, he talked a little more.

"Then there's no other way to get this invitation?" Mo Feng asked thoughtfully.

"That's not the case. There is another way that you should not think about, that is, you must have the strength of a Titled Douluo, because those who can reach the strength of a Titled Douluo generally do not lack materials and gold soul coins, but a Titled Douluo basically has Those who have joined a big force or have their own family cannot be a casual cultivator with the title of Douluo."

Tang San nodded, that was true. The Dugu Bo they had met before was an example. Everyone thought he was a loner, but who would have thought that he actually joined the Spirit Hall secretly?

"Hey! Xiaosan, Xiaofeng, is that you?"

Just when Tang San was distracted, a familiar voice came from behind.

He quickly turned around and saw, sure enough!

"Uncle Ning, Grandpa Jian, are you here to participate in the auction too?" Tang San said quickly with his eyes shining.

Yes, these people are none other than Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

"Sect Master Ning, Your Majesty Sword Douluo!" The young man heard Tang San's address and quickly saluted the visitor.

As a member of a well-known small family in Tiandou City, he was naturally the head of the real Qibao Glazed Sect, but he had never seen them, so after hearing Tang San's words, he knew that the visitors were Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.

At the same time, he was also a little excited. One was the master of Qibao Glazed Sect, one of the three upper sects, and the other was Luo Chenxin, a famous sword fighter in the mainland. These two big figures that were rarely seen in ordinary times, he actually met at the same time today, and they were no more than [-] meters apart. Three meters.

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