Douluo's Golden Crocodile

In the battle above Wuhun City, except for the evenly matched battle between the fourth priest and level 96 Tang Xiao, the other two sides were completely one-sided.

Although the five elders of the Haotian Sect who are titled Douluo have been practicing together for a long time, the same cannot be said for the worshipers of the Spirit Hall. What's more, each of the four enshrined souls in Wuhun Palace has a soul power above level ninety-six, completely crushing the five titled Douluo elders of Haotian Sect.

The current ones are just relying on the joint attack technique and the strength of the Clear Sky Hammer to support them, and it is almost a matter of time before they lose.

As for the battle between Tiancrocodile and Tang Hao, the situation is even more obvious.

Tang Hao's face turned pale for a while, and the worn black robe on his body had been completely reduced to ashes at some point, exposing his bloody upper body.

At the same time, among the nine soul rings around him, the first eight soul rings all became dim, leaving only the last hundred thousand year soul ring still emitting a blood-red halo.

On the other side, the crocodile still had that calm look. He had already become a Limit Douluo, and he was definitely not something that Tang Hao, who was seriously injured now, could match.The gap in soul power alone already required Tang Hao to make up for it by exploding the ring.At this time, Tang Hao's body was almost at the limit of what he could bear after exploding eight rings.

"Ah Yin, I'm afraid we will never have the chance to meet again in this life..." Looking at this last hundred thousand year soul ring with a look of reminiscence on his face, Tang Hao immediately focused his eyes and held the Clear Sky Hammer in his right arm. Stretching to the back, the muscles all over his body were completely tense in an instant. The strong black light completely fused his body and the hammer together. The next moment, the last hundred thousand year soul ring also turned into shattered light all over the sky.

"Brother, take Xiaosan away!" With a roar, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand had already been swung soundlessly towards the crocodile, black and golden flames pervading his whole body.

Deep black light covered the Haotian Hammer. It looked like it was not as big as the previous 100-meter-level Haotian avatar, but the power of the explosion of the hundred thousand-year-old soul ring far exceeded that of his ninth soul skill. Haotian's avatar used under amplification.

Tang Xiao, who was fighting with the Four Consecrates, could feel the vitality rapidly flowing out of Tang Hao's body, and his teeth were about to burst. He swung the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and used powerful soul skills without hesitation.

But it's a pity that before he broke through the blockade of the four priests, a void golden claw figure that seemed to be thousands of meters long appeared in the sky above Wuhun City out of thin air. His limbs were broken at the root, revealing four spirit bones of different colors quietly suspended in midair.

But Tang Hao's body fell heavily, and it just happened to be in front of Bibi Dong.

Pulling the four soul bones with his right hand, he slowly rotated. Tianchen's figure had already floated over, and a coercion that was slightly stronger than Bibi Dong suddenly swept over the entire place.

"My grandson, when is it your turn to teach me a lesson?"

The crocodile's voice was not loud, but Bibi Dong snorted, and the blood in her body surged, looking at the crocodile in front of her in disbelief.

"This is impossible?! You have reached that step?!"

As the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, she was extremely sensitive to divine power. Although the Sky Crocodile was extremely hidden and the power was only fleeting, she could clearly sense it. That is definitely the power of the gods.

Perhaps the gods inherited by the crocodile are not as good as the Raksha gods she inherited, but they are likely to go one step further than her.

The fact is just as Bibi Dong thought, Tian Crocodile was selected by the gods a year ago. Although it is only a second-level god, for this reason, the difficulty of the divine test is much lower than that of a first-level god. In one year, Tiancrocodile quickly passed the previous test with its strong foundation, and now it is only the last step to pass on the inheritance of the gods.

It's just that Tianchen was a little worried, so he never took this last step.

In the previous battle with Tang Hao, he had held back his hands and even restrained himself a little. This was because of the inheritance of the gods. When he mobilized too much soul power and used the martial soul, he would inadvertently activate the divine power.

The difference between divine power and soul power is still very obvious. He didn't want Tianchen to see that he was burdened by this and affect his cultivation, so he didn't kill Tang Hao for a long time.

But after seeing Bibi Dong's persecution against Tian Chen just now, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.At the same time, he also figured it out, and he planned to have a good chat with his grandfather and grandson after the matter was over.Facing Tang Hao and Bibi Dong, Tian Chen was never even a little bit afraid, and his heart was tough, so how could this kind of thing affect his cultivation?

Tian Crocodile ignored Bibi Dong, turned around and came in front of Tian Chen.Holding four soul bones exuding strong fluctuations in soul power in his right hand, Tang Hao's body was also thrown in front of Tianchen under the influence of his soul power.

"I only have one breath left. It won't have any impact, right?"

"Just live." Tianchen's face was full of astonishment, but he didn't think too much. He gave a slight signal to Dugu Yan beside him, and then sat down cross-legged beside Tang Hao. The body is completely enveloped.

Haotian Sect, I will give you an unexpected surprise later.

In the realm of evil gods, a weird smile appeared on Tian Chen's face. The soul bone of Zihuang Mie Tianlong's head extended like a crown from the center of his brows to the sides, and his right claw directly penetrated Tang Hao's head, completely cutting off his body. Tang Hao's life was lost.

"Brother Hao!"

Tang Xiao's heart suddenly skipped a beat in mid-air. Being connected by blood to Tang Hao, he suddenly realized something. His eyes were full of grief and anger, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

The five titled Douluo elders of Haotian Sect were also slightly moved. No matter how much they resented Tang Hao's reckless behavior for causing harm to the sect, they were relatives connected by blood after all, and it was inevitable that they would feel a bit sad at this time.

The long-browed old man, who was also the oldest second elder among the five, sighed lightly, not sure whether it was because of Tang Hao or because of their current situation.