Douluo's Digimon Sign

The golden light shone, the dragon chant was long, and the light of the sky seemed to be concentrated on Tang Wutong alone, making her even more holy and holy, with an aura that could be seen from afar but not be played with.

This kind of temperament deeply makes some people feel obsessed and fallen.

In the waiting area of ​​Yuantian Territory, the silver-haired little girl was lying on the guardrail, her purple eyes staring at the golden dragon gun in Tang Wutong's hand, revealing a trace of surprise and uncertainty.

"Di Tian, ​​are you sure that this long spear is owned by the three-eyed Jin Yi?"

While watching, the silver-haired little girl asked Di Tian who was beside her.

The tough and handsome Ditian also had a trace of doubt and confusion at this moment, but he still cupped his hands and saluted, "I don't know, but there is indeed a trace of a three-eyed golden scorpion on it, although it is very microblogging, or even negligible."

"That's weird."

The silver-haired child tilted his head, his purple eyes showed thoughts and puzzlement, and said: "This golden dragon gun is made of that guy's ribs, not to mention that the three-eyed golden lion has a faint golden dragon blood, even if he owns the Golden Dragon King Bloodline, this Golden Dragon Spear is also impossible to appear."

"Because the place where he exists is the God Realm."

"unless....."

Such a statement immediately made Di Tian beside him startled, his pupils widened, revealing a hint of doubt and astonishment.

Obviously, he already knew what his master meant by 'unless'.

Someone is playing tricks behind your back!

Moreover, it must be a god, or a god at the level of a god-king. Otherwise, how could he have the opportunity to peel off the golden dragon spear?

In addition, the woman who was previously judged to be related to Lu Ming had a vaguely noble, mysterious and supreme aura...

The more he thought about it, the more shocked Di Tian was.

Have the gods’ hands already been stretched so long?

And the silver-haired little girl stared straight at the Golden Dragon Spear, her eyes gradually narrowed.

"Perhaps, this golden dragon gun can stabilize the three-eyed golden dragon's body that is about to collapse?"

Immediately, she glanced at Lu Ming on the high platform, her eyes were inexplicably strange.

And at this moment, Lu Ming also cast his gaze over, without saying anything.

.......

On the field

Looking at the golden dragon gun in Tang Wutong's hand, she looked like a goddess descending from heaven to earth, or she was.

The aura of terror was gradually increasing, and as Tang Wutong grasped the handle of the gun, this aura and coercion reached their peak

"Roar!"

The loud and clear dragon chant resounded throughout, and the golden light and the seven colors reflected each other and resonated, and at the same time made Tang Wutong even more holy and majestic.

It is like the Lord of Light in this world, bringing forth a colorful brilliance.

Lu Ming, or the orc Garuru, looked at Tang Wutong like this, or the golden dragon gun in her hand, his eyes became more and more complex, and there was a faint wave of anger and hostility.

He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already stern and cold.

He looked at Tang Wutong, his eyes were sharper than ever before.

Tang Wutong held the Golden Dragon Spear and met Lu Ming's gaze. For the first time, after returning from the Valley of the End, he looked directly at her.

Tang Wutong at this moment was indescribably complicated, joyful, and numb.

Now she can only use this kind of "self-explosion" method to gain Lu Ming's attention. Since she can't get attention because of liking, she can only use hatred and killing intent.

Maybe this is her punishment.

"I have to admit, you did succeed in getting me to take a look at you."

Lu Ming's mind was agitated and restless, and he couldn't calm down. He took deep breaths several times, but he didn't calm down. Instead, there was an inexplicable anger and chill spreading.

Whenever he sees the Golden Dragon Spear, Lu Ming will think of Wang Qiu'er, or the three-eyed Jin Yi, or Jin Yun'er to be more precise.

She is one of her irreplaceable companions, and when Sunset Forest was besieged, she saved him from danger, and even in despair, she chose to sacrifice herself, only to break out of the cage for him.

Now, her only token, the Golden Dragon Spear, was held by Tang Wutong, how could he calm down?

Even though he knew that the Golden Dragon Spear originally belonged to Tang Wutong.

However, he still sensed the aura of the three-eyed golden dragon from the golden dragon gun. This point was confirmed from the silent communication with the silver-haired little girl just now.

Then, thinking of Tang Wutong's identity and their family, Lu Ming quickly came up with a general idea.

Therefore, at this moment, Lu Ming became full of anger and chill, burning with anger, and when he looked at Tang Wutong again, his eyes were already filled with frost.

This glance made Tang Wutong feel a little afraid, her delicate body trembled slightly, and it also made her even more painful and helpless.

"Very good, your family is...very good."

The orc Garuru took a few deep breaths, and even Lu Ming on the high platform tried his best to suppress the impulse and rage in his heart. Even so, it made the representatives of the surrounding sects and sects extremely frightened and shocked.

Let's not talk about why this land lord behaves like this, but just feeling this momentum and the invisible fluctuations of the breath are enough to prove that its coercion is terrifying and boundless.

At this moment, the representatives, elders, and suzerains who were still indifferent to Lu Ming also put away their contempt from the heart, and turned to pay the greatest attention and fear to Lu Ming.

With such strength, if they forcefully take over the inheritance of the Heart Refining Sect, they will definitely be miserable, and they won’t even know how they died.

Prince Xu Tianran was a little surprised, his deep eyes revealed strands of brilliance.

And Chu Mengyun behind her lowered her head, she looked ordinary, but there was a complicated meaning in her eyes.

Elder Xuan and other powerhouses above Super Douluo also raised their brows slightly. The aura and coercion of this Land Lord is indeed very strong. Terrifying.

Others may think that Lu Ming's strength is extremely terrifying, but seniors like them can clearly judge that this lackluster strength is just his own aura and temperament.

But even so, being able to possess this level of aura and evil spirit is enough to show Lu Ming's terror and strength. It can be said that he is worthy of being a representative of one side's forces, and also worthy of being the number one arrogance of the contemporary era.

That's right, Tianjiao, even though Lu Ming is already the leader of a party, his age and achievements have attracted countless eyes and respect.

Even though he is no longer in the ranks of Tianjiao, in fact, everyone still thinks that the other party's title of No. Tianjiao is well-deserved.

And just when everyone was in shock and fear, the figure of the orc Garuru in the audience moved, pulling out a series of afterimages, setting off waves of fierce energy, and attacked Tang Wutong who was holding the Golden Dragon Spear!

clang--

The eyes of the audience follow the movement of the orc Garuru. When countless afterimages are divided into a circular arc, the orc Garuru constantly changes his body, using various sharp, cruel, and merciless methods. Attacked Tang Wutong.

Tang Wutong felt the vigor and strength coming from the golden dragon gun, and pursed her lips tightly. Even though the gap in the handle of the gun was cut, she remained indifferent.

He still defended firmly and persistently with the Golden Dragon Spear, splashing out countless fireworks. His delicate body was trembling, and he was continuously retreated by the terrifying force.

But she just didn't take action, even if it was such a sharp, terrifying, and merciless attack, she still didn't take action, she just suffered and resisted silently.

This scene made everyone watching the battle stunned.

Some spectators who had spent a lot of money and used some connections to squeeze into the seats were cursing in their hearts. If they hadn't been concerned about face, they would have rushed down to express their dissatisfaction with practical actions.

That's it?

They spent a lot of money just to watch this weird scene where the man is as fierce as a tiger and the woman is as scared as a rabbit?

Not to mention the audience, even some players in the waiting area were inexplicable and even puzzled.

Only the Shrek Seven Devils were vaguely aware of Tang Wutong's decision, but they became even more worried.

Others were more or less bored, disdainful, puzzled, and sneered, unable to understand what Tang Wutong did.

However, among them, a dark blue long-haired woman from the Sea God Island team, with fair and tender skin, was concentrating on Tang Wutong, who was constantly enduring and had no intention of resisting on the screen of the soul guide. .

Her eyes focused on Tang Wutong's forehead, which was as white as mutton-fat jade, in which a golden trident totem seemed to be flickering.

But Tang Wutong seemed to be resisting the terrifying attack from the orc Garuru, and was still constantly suppressing the trident totem, as if preventing it from making a move, as if it was showing its magic.

"What the hell is this woman...where did she come from?"

The woman with long dark blue hair was puzzled, even with a hint of confusion and hesitation.

She instinctively held the dark blue pearl necklace buried in her chest, closed her eyes and prayed silently.

"Mother, did you find your father there? Is everything safe?"

"I'm so scared, I miss you so much."

"Where are you all at?"

.......

boom--

The orc Garuru once again attacked fiercely, directly forcing Tang Wutong to the edge of the arena, and fell into a desperate situation.

On the other hand, Tang Wutong was in a terrible state of distress, her fair skin was exposed from the damage of her clothes, and her dress was covered with dust, making her holy, mysterious, and noble temperament completely gone.

Like the women in the slums, they are one in the sky and the other in the earth.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and she couldn't stop breathing. The Qianqian hand holding the handle of the gun trembled slightly, and the gap was already stained by the blood from the recoil due to the terrifying strength of the orc Garuru, and it was dripping like running water at this moment.

But even so, she still stood upright, like the hyacinth that was always strong in the flower, holding the golden dragon gun, blocking her in front of her again, refusing to give in.

The audience and the crowd, who were still cursing and complaining in the beginning, were silent at the moment, completely shocked.

No one knew why this beautiful girl from the Tang Sect didn't do anything, but her tenacity and persistence deeply infected them.

As a result, the whole place was in a state of silence.

"Give me the Golden Dragon Spear, and I will step down and admit defeat. How about that?"

The orc Garuru looked at the miserable and embarrassed Tang Wutong coldly with Lu Ming's consciousness, and said calmly without any emotional ups and downs.

"sorry."

Tang Wutong shook her head, a bit of stubbornness and determination appeared in her tired and slightly dark eyes.

"It's not that I don't want to, but if I give it to you, then maybe I will become worthless again in your heart."

"Even if you hate and dislike me, I don't care, maybe I'm really a mean and shameless girl."

"I want to be engraved in your heart forever, so that you will never forget."

Tang Wutong also had a calm face. Even though her body was dripping with blood and excruciating pain, she did not give up, and even strengthened her belief.

The orc Garuru took a deep look at her, and then said, "That will be as you wish."

Saying that, the orc Garurumon raised its wolf claws again, and the wolf claws on it manifested a ghostly aura, and sharp and terrifying black thunder permeated it in an arc shape, gradually enveloping it.

Gradually, when these black thunders condensed to the extreme and jumped and splashed on the wolf claws of the orc Garuru, he stepped forward with two wolf legs and leaped vigorously. The black thunders on the two claws instantly pierced the void, like thunder Generally bang.

The entire void, as if covered by two black thunders, kept making 'chi chi' sounds, looking extremely terrifying.

"Caesar Claw!"

Tang Wutong's pink-blue eyes shrank sharply, as if she didn't expect that Lu Ming would actually be murderous and release such a terrifying murderous intention.

But then, she became relieved again, her tense body gradually relaxed, without any intention of resisting the defense at all.

In fact, the two black thunder claws cut through the void, exploding like thunder, and were reflected in her pink-blue eyes, getting closer and closer, passing by at extremely fast speeds.

Tang Wutong gradually recalled the experience she had spent with Lu Ming.

Misunderstanding at first meeting.

Make three promises.

The life and death parting of the soul fighting contest.

Sea God Lake Sea God Fate.

The tragedy of the ancient ruins.

These experiences, as if they were vivid in his memory, were all present in Tang Wutong's mind at this moment, rippling her soul and stirring her mood.

There was a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth, as if there was no regret or pain.

As she said, no matter how despicable or shameless the method is, as long as it can stay deeply in his heart.

And what could be more profound than her death in Lu Ming's hands?

Perhaps, after she died, Lu Ming would not take it to heart, or even completely forget it after she died.

But she doesn't care, after all, she is just a selfish woman.

boom!

Caesar's sharp claws filled with black electricity fiercely attacked Tang Wutong.

At this moment, many people exclaimed, you know, this is a competition, not a battle of life and death.

What Yuan Tianyu did was obviously flouting and touching the rules.

But there were also some people with small calculations. Therefore, when the orc Garuru's Caesar's claws attacked Tang Wutong, all parties reacted differently.

The Shrek Seven Devils and others had shocked faces, screamed, and even reacted, but it was too late.

Elder Xuan also moved instantly, but the orc Garuru had already attacked Tang Wutong, and it was too late.

As for the referee, he reacted well, but the collision of auras around him didn't look like a battle between disciples and students at all. Instead, it looked like a titled Douluo. So what if he was a little Contra?

Therefore, the Caesar claws of the orc Garuru tore through the void, exploded with thunder, and hit Tang Wutong hard with lightning speed.

"what--"

However, there was no feeling of coldness at all, and a sense of penetration emerged. Instead, it was a kind of paralyzing stimulation similar to an electric shock, penetrating in like a swimming fish.

However, although this kind of electric shock was not fatal, there was a momentary sense of stimulation, which made Tang Wutong subconsciously let out a miserable howl, and the whole person fell to the ground with a plop.

However, although her body was injured, it was not serious, but the numbness and stimulation of the electric shock continued to wrap around her body, making her feel a sense of emptiness and powerlessness like a receding tide.

However, Tang Wutong didn't notice that after all the soul power and mental power in her body were blocked and paralyzed, although the trident mark on her forehead was dim, it still exuded a vague No traction.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, took the Golden Dragon Spear from Tang Wutong's hand without any hindrance or effort.

Because he also has part of the blood of the Golden Dragon King himself, the Golden Dragon Spear does not repel him very much, but it is not as dazzling and miraculous as Tang Wutong.

Speaking of the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King.

Lu Ming suddenly sighed, inexplicably recalling a certain figure, that figure that he missed so much.

Just maybe...

"Why, why didn't you just kill me?"

"Shouldn't you be the one who hates me the most and wants to pull out my muscles and bones?"

"Why...don't you even give me a chance to redeem myself!?"

Tang Wutong suddenly broke down and roared. Two lines of clear tears fell from his eyes and splashed on the ground, full of despair and grievance.

However, her body was hit by Caesar's claws, and she was extremely weak and in a trance. Therefore, her speech was weak, as if she was desperate from crying until she was exhausted.

Lu Ming glanced at Tang Wutong, who was lying on the ground. His eyes were still calm and showed no emotion. He just said, "You still don't understand. I don't hate you at all."

"Your love for me is not love at all, it's just self-satisfaction, self-salvation, and you treat me as a tool."

"That's the end of the conversation, the Golden Dragon Spear has been taken away."

As he said that, Lu Ming weighed the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand, feeling the sharpness and the familiar and intimate touch, as if someone from the past was by his side.

But in the end, it silently turned into a sigh and disappeared.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, two roars of fury, rage, and fury, as well as a terrifying aura spread out, instantly covering the entire Sun Moon Empire Square.

"Little Phoenix!"

"You stop for me!"