Douluo's Fierce Flame Dragon

Sunset in the forest.

Extreme heat and bone-chilling cold, two completely different feelings, exploded in Tang Hao's body.

Burning flames and gusts of cold wind rushed out of Tang Hao's body.

Finally, with a final sound, he fell into the water.

Yang Wudi looked at the ripples on Binghuo Liangyi's eyes with complicated eyes.

I sighed in my heart, Tang Hao, Tang Hao.Hope you can succeed.

If you can survive this time, I am afraid that with your talent that is rare in the Haotian Sect for a hundred years, it is not impossible to reach the [-]th level of Dou Tian Sect.

If that happens, what if my Po family trusts your Tang family again?

But at this moment, in the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, Tang Hao was experiencing the "torture" that should have been endured by his son Tang San.

His broken body, which was originally heavily injured, also began to regain a new life in the unbearable pain of ordinary people.

The old flesh and blood on his body burned away in the fierce flames, and the iron bones of his body condensed in the cold wind.

Ice and fire alchemy body,.

And Tang Hao's memories in the past three months began to resurface in his mind.

The huge soul power in the body circulates slowly,

"Ah Yin, wait for me."

Three months ago, Star Luo Empire.

The Broken Clan's resident.

Tonight, the stars are shining brightly.

The majestic and solemn Yang family station is heavily guarded, and from time to time you can see a team of soul masters carefully investigating the surroundings.

It's not that Po Zhi Clan's release was a big deal, it's just a habit that Po Zhi Clan has developed over the years since they left the Haotian Sect.

After all, these are words of experience based on blood and tears.

Yang Wudi was sitting in the reception hall, with a gloomy look on his face as he listened to the tribesman in charge of the accounts reporting to him on the recent situation.

"Clan leader, that old Tuoba is just too much of a bully."

"Relying on the support of Wuhun Palace, they have paid less and less attention to our Po Clan in recent days. They even dare to hijack our medicinal herbs privately!"

The tribesmen looked angry, but the powerlessness in their words made Yang Wudi even more angry.

Yang Wudi gently knocked on the handrail beside him, and under the influence of his soul power, a wooden sound sounded like a crisp sound that resounded throughout the hall.

"That's enough, Yang Ying. You can go down first. I will handle this matter. Remember not to delay the goods of the Min clan this season."

The young man who was called Yang Ying by Yang Wudi wanted to say something, but when he saw the cold eyes of his patriarch, he thought.

I opened my mouth, but still nothing came out, so I had to sigh helplessly.

"Yang Ying understands. The clan leader and nephew have withdrawn."

Yang Wudi was the only one left in the empty hall again.

Yang Wudi frowned and said, "Holy Dragon Sect, Mr. Tuoba."

But suddenly there was a sound of breathing in the air, which caught Yang Wudi's attention.

"Who is it? Come out."

The soul power in Yang Wudi's hand surged and condensed, a spear appeared, and eight soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and four black, pulsed out from his body.

Staring ahead with cold eyes.

It wasn't that he was overreacting, but that over the years, Wuhun Palace had given their original Haotian Sect lineage a really painful beating.

As Yang Wudi scolded him mercilessly, a tall man wearing a black robe gradually appeared in front of Yang Wudi.

"Clan leader Yang Wudi,"

Just as Yang Wudi felt the terrifying abyss-like powerful soul power of the visitor, a voice that was somewhat familiar to him slowly sounded.

As the man in black robe slowly took off his hood.

It looked like even if it turned into ashes, Yang Wudi would recognize it.

"Tang Hao...!" Yang Wudi's eyes instantly turned red, and he raised his gun without any explanation.

With a simple shot, the air around Tang Hao seemed to be stagnant at the moment Yang Wudi fired the gun.

The Soul-Breaking Spear is one of the top three weapons in the Douluo Continent, but in terms of attack power alone, even the Clear Sky Hammer, the continent's first weapon, is not as good as it.

A broken word says everything about it.

"break!"

Tang Hao also felt a little bitter in his heart when he saw this. He knew this would happen and sighed.

"Haotian Bodyguard!"

As Tang Hao shouted, his soul power, which was above level 95, moved in response, and a dazzling blue light emerged from his body.

A huge energy shield was formed.

Accompanied by a loud and ear-piercing noise.The soul-breaking gun in Yang Wudi's hand was also stopped less than three inches away from Tang Hao's vicissitudes of face.

The soul power in his body shook, and Yang Wudi was thrown away, "Clan Leader Yang, please listen to me. This time Tang Hao is here..."

Although Yang Wudi was knocked away by Tang Hao's tyrannical soul power, neither of them actually did anything ruthless.He just looked at Tang Hao from years ago with a fierce expression.

"Shut up! Tang Hao, I don't care what you are here for."

"But I, now "please" you, Haotian Douluo, leave here! The Po Zhi Clan will never welcome people named Tang. Especially people from the Haotian Sect!"

His eyes were full of disgust for the Tang family, but his mouth didn't have the slightest favorable impression of the Haotian Sect.

"I have sworn that the Haotian Sect will always be the enemy of my Yang Wudi. No matter who it is, as long as he is a member of the Haotian Sect, I will let him know that the thing he regrets most is coming to me, Yang Wudi."

"Before I regret it, Tang Hao, leave here quickly! Otherwise, even if I am not your opponent, you and I will have to live or die today!"

Tang Hao Moran had angered his father to death because of his relationship with A Yin more than ten years ago. The soul hunting operation of Wuhun Palace caused heavy losses to the Haotian Sect and the four major single-attribute families.

Especially the Po clan, which was almost wiped out.

The most majestic sect in the world, the cousin family, was killed by others, and only less than a hundred soul masters were left.

How ridiculous and sad this is.

And this is the thing that Tang Hao can't let go of in his life. Although he feels very guilty for Yang Wudi, Tang Hao really can't give up now.

Ah Yin is still waiting for herself.

Tang Hao could understand Yang Wudi's hatred towards the Haotian Sect and himself, but

"Boom."

On the originally hard floor in the hall, clearly visible cracks suddenly appeared.

You must know that this was built specifically for the Po clan by the Yu clan.

"Tang Hao, please, Uncle Invincible, listen to Tang Hao."

Seeing this, Yang Wudi's eyes flashed with disbelief. How dare he kneel down? !At this moment, besides hatred, Yang Wudi felt more angry.

"Tang Hao! What are you doing?"

"Do you think you can make me forgive you just by kneeling down? How can your kneeling repay the loss of nearly a thousand members of my broken clan?"

"Stand up, Tang Hao! You are Haotian Douluo. Are you humiliating me?"

But Tang Hao remained unmoved, just staring at the increasingly angry Yang Wudi, seeing that Yang Wudi's originally indifferent face was now full of panic and anger.

"Uncle Invincible, please listen to Tang Hao."

This was the only way Tang Hao could think of to make Yang Wudi listen to what he said.

The heads of the four major families are of the same generation as Tang Hao's father.

Although he is only an affiliated family, according to his seniority, he is a serious disciple of the Haotian Sect.

In other words, they all watched Tang Hao grow up.