Douluo's giant

"You are so brave, you dare to interfere in the affairs of our Wuhun Palace, and yet you dare to sign up for it!"

Juhuaguan said in a bad tone. He shook off the dirt on his body. He had never been so embarrassed before. He had to dig holes in the ground to avoid the opponent's attacks. If this matter was revealed, where would he put his face as a titled Douluo? .

But it's okay. There are two people at the same level as him who make such a choice next to him, so it's not too embarrassing for him.

Tang Hao also looked at the ten-meter bald little giant in golden armor walking out of the woods. At first, he thought that the people supporting him might be people from the Haotian Sect or those who surrendered to him.

He couldn't say he had never seen the person in front of him. In his impression, he probably didn't know him at all.

Ghost Douluo: "......"

Hao Heng looked at the three people who were looking at him, scratched his head and said, "Well... do you believe me when I say I passed by?"

"Ha ha!"

Juhuaguan sneered twice. At this moment, he remembered a terrible thing.

Just now, a huge fist appeared in the air, as if fighting the Pope again. The person in front of him also used a giant palm to attack just now. It was obvious that this person was the attacker who fought with the Pope.

He appeared, but the Pope did not. Doesn't that mean...

Juhuaguan stepped forward angrily and said, "Your Majesty..."

He didn't finish his words, because this was really unbelievable. The soul power in the person in front of him fluctuated, but he was only at the level of a great soul master. The Pope was a Titled Douluo. If he was really killed by the person in front of him, Juhuaguan really felt that This Pope is too... useless.

Hao Heng remained silent, but Tang Hao's eyes lit up.

Being able to kill Qian Xunji proves that the other party can never be an enemy. Although the enemy of the enemy is not necessarily a friend, the fact that the other party can choose to help him in such a critical moment is enough to explain a lot.

He ducked in front of Hao Heng, took the package on his back, handed it to Hao Heng, and said, "Brother, please take care of it for me."

"Ah! Oh, good."

Hao Hengma took the package smoothly. It was quite heavy and the things inside seemed to be moving. He quickly changed it to a hug.

Looking at Tang Hao again, he had thrown away the burden on his body. He seemed much more relaxed. He picked up the Clear Sky Hammer again in his hand, glanced at Ju Gui and the two Douluo with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Are you two still fighting? If you want to fight, Tang will accompany you to the end."

Ju Gui looked at each other and exchanged opinions. Gui Douluo swayed and exploded, turning into a black mist and dissipating on the spot. Ju Douluo raised his hand and swept it, and a spear turned into a chrysanthemum appeared in front of him. With his hand, he stepped lightly, jumped into the air, and stabbed towards Tang Hao.

Tang Hao flipped his wrist, swung the Clear Sky Hammer, smashed it, and knocked away the gun at Juhuaguan. Just when he was about to take a step closer, Ghost Douluo walked out of the void, waving his arms and transformed into dozens of black hand phantoms. To capture Tang Hao, Tang Hao could only give up attacking Juhua Pass and face the ghost.

Seeing that Tang Hao was like a god of war, fighting one against two, and the aftermath of the battle was getting bigger and bigger, Hao Heng felt that it was better to avoid it first.

Holding the bundle in his arms, he ran towards the woods with long strides.

No one paid attention to him, because Juhuaguan and Gui Mei knew that as long as they captured Tang Hao, it would be very easy to capture a great soul master, even though this great soul master was a bit abnormal.

Hao Heng found a hillside where he could see the battle, dragged a boulder and sat on it. He opened the package and took a look. A pair of big, smart eyes met his eyes in a blink of an eye. Newborn children usually have It's not very pretty, but the little guy in the package has white and tender skin, plump flesh, and big and bright eyes, like a flawless gemstone, which is very eye-catching.

He sucked his fingers and was not afraid of Hao Heng. There was light in his eyes as he looked at the huge guy in front of him.

Hao Heng had heard before that if a newborn child couldn't cry, it might be bad for his health. He bared his teeth and pretended to be a ghost to scare the little guy.

But seeing his appearance, the little guy was no longer afraid. He waved his arms as if he wanted to scratch Hao Heng's face.

"How can you touch my handsome face?"

Hao Heng quickly took him away and turned away with a look of disgust.

But she couldn't help but peek at the little guy, wondering if he would cry if she didn't let him touch her.

But this little guy showed no signs of crying, and his big eyes showed the light of wisdom.

"I can only say that he is worthy of being a time traveler. In that case, Tang San, don't blame me for being cruel. I am doing this for your own good!"

A ferocious smile appeared on Hao Heng's face. He stretched out his hand, used the tip of his nail to go around the back of the package, accurately touched the little guy's buttocks, and gently pinched a piece of meat. The little guy's expression changed, and Hao Heng slowly twisted it again. After a while, when I was about to turn the piece of meat to 45 degrees, I heard a "wow" sound.

Hao Heng showed a comfortable smile and looked at the crying child in front of him waving his arms. He flipped through the package again and found two bones emitting blue light inside. His eyes lit up.

"10-year-old soul bone!"

If you say you can't be tempted, that's a lie. This is a 10-year-old soul bone, a priceless treasure!

If it weren't for the battle below, where Tang Hao gradually gained the upper hand, he would have taken action long ago.

In order not to be chased by a powerful titled Douluo later, Hao Heng could only suck the saliva from the corner of his mouth, cover the package, leaving a gap for the little baby to show his face, and looked at the battle below. .

But his mind was not on it. He knew that Tang Hao would most likely win this battle, so he didn't care much. Hao Heng was thinking about something that happened a few hours ago.

At that time, he refined Qian Xunji and obtained a soul power crystal and an angel martial spirit.

When Wu Yuanfei was refining Wu Yuanfei for the first time, he didn't know what the soul power crystal was, so he didn't take it out, but this time he was careful. After taking out the soul power crystal, he realized that this But the essence of a soul master's soul power can be absorbed by him and turned into his own soul power.

Hao Heng suddenly became excited and couldn't even suppress the sealing effect of being drunk. Now he has a big problem, which is that the speed of soul power cultivation has suddenly become extremely slow. If he can practice like this... then But no, he restrained the desire in his heart. After all, absorbing this thing is like opening a door of sin. Once opened, it cannot be closed. He will only go further and further on the road of killing people and refining souls. Until falling into the endless abyss.

His cool sense told him that it wasn't worth it.

What's more, this soul power crystal was marked with two words, poisonous, so Hao Heng chose to give up and planned to throw it into the furnace and refine it together with the martial spirit and iron essence arrows, so that he could have a complete set of bows and arrows. .

But at this moment, the golden blood in his heart actually spoke again.

From the day he knew it could talk and that it was conscious, Hao Heng used various methods to stimulate it from time to time, trying to force it to talk.

Other people's grandfathers always give money, exercises, and cultivation methods, so why should his grandfather live in his body and not do anything?

But regardless of whether it was a soul attack or a lightning strike, the ball of golden blood remained unmoved and kept pretending to be dead.

These days, Hao Heng was so busy looking for the second soul ring that he had forgotten about it, but at this moment it spoke.

"Boy, give me that thing!"

The voice was very old, like the voice of an old man who had experienced the world for a long time and had great wisdom to see through everything in the world.

Hao Heng was stunned for a moment before he remembered that there was still something in his heart. But when he thought about it, this thing had been pretending to be dead for so long and wanted something good when he saw it. Why?

He directly said: "Who are you! Do we know each other? Why should I give it to you?"

It took a few seconds for the blood to respond: "Give it to me and I will tell you how to become a god."

Hao Heng sneered twice and said: "Did you fool me with this? Do you think I am a fool, so I am so easily deceived? It's not impossible to want something, you first tell me what you are, and then you tell me Tell me what it is about becoming a god in your mouth, otherwise, you can never get anything from me."

After more than ten seconds this time, the ball of blood said weakly: "Boy, my energy is not enough for me to explain clearly the whole story. If you really want to hear it, give me that thing first."

"you......"

Hao Heng wanted to strike a few more times, but the weakness in the voice didn't sound like he was pretending. He thought, this thing is poisonous anyway, and it might even kill this bitch, so he responded unhappily: "What are you going to do? for you!"

"Hold it in the palm of your hand."

This time, the response was very quick. Hao Heng didn't care too much. He held the soul power crystal like a transparent crystal in his hand, and then felt his heart suddenly beating violently. He looked down at his chest and saw a golden light. It moved quickly from the chest to the shoulders, then to the arms, and then to the palms.

Hao Heng felt his palms were heating up. He looked at them and saw a wound in his palms. Golden blood seeped out and stuck to the soul power crystals, like boiling water, bubbling. The soul power crystals were visible to the naked eye. Visible becomes smaller.

Seeing this, Hao Heng said displeasedly: "It's poisonous up there. If you want to hurt yourself, don't hurt me."

I don’t know if the golden blood heard it, but it was still eating.

After the crystals completely disappeared, Hao Heng felt his palms itching. When he looked again, he saw that the wound was completely healed, and the blood returned to his heart again.

Hao Heng used his soul power to sense it. The ball of golden blood was originally only the size of a fingernail and had a dull luster. But after eating the soul power crystal, it became the size of a baby's fist, shrunk into a ball, and was bright and beautiful. If it weren't for Hao Hengxin It is so big that the blood vessels may be blocked by it. It seems that eating the soul power crystal really brings a lot of benefits to it.

Hao Heng's lemon essence is used on the body. If I had known better, I would have removed the toxins in it and used it myself. This is a cheap thing. It has no benefits at all. It lives in my house and eats mine.

He said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, if you eat my food, don't pretend to be dead for me!"

"........."

There was no movement, Hao Heng frowned, and the transparent body-building flame in his chest moved towards his heart.

At this time, the old voice sounded again.

"The story begins with the war between the gods tens of thousands of years ago."