Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

After the game, Lanba Academy did not stay in Wuhun City. After a short rest, they set off on their way back.

However, there are a few fewer people in the entourage...

In the solemn and majestic Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure standing in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Xue'er, why are you doing this? Regardless of whether you admit it or not, she is your mother after all. Why do you need to be her enemy everywhere?" He sighed. At this moment, Qian Daoliu seemed to be much older. .

"Mother? No, I don't have a mother!" With a self-deprecating smile, Xue Qinghe looked at Qiandaoliu coldly: "Grandpa, are you also unwilling to help me?"

"Hey, Xue'er, for someone who doesn't want to do it, what's the matter?" Qian Daoliu frowned, took a deep look at Xue Qinghe, and said in a deep voice: "Xue'er, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to help you, but you want to Understand that everything should focus on the overall situation. To be honest, after these few days of observation, even I have to admit that that kid is a unique genius. However, it is obvious that the more unruly a person is, the more unruly he is. It’s hard to subdue, especially someone like him who has a blood feud with us.”

"How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't try it!" Xue Qinghe raised his eyebrows and curled his lips.

"No, someone has already tried it. Even with her status, she can't make this kid surrender. Do you think you can do it?" Looking back at the towering angel sculpture behind him, a sharp light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes: "The Wuhun Palace has been passed down for thousands of years. I must not just watch it fail. Due to some special reasons, we cannot kill all the enemies. But if we can secretly cultivate a puppet and let him take action for us, then we can It couldn't be better."

"Has Bibi Dong already recruited him?" His breathing suddenly became rapid and he was slightly surprised.

Bibi Dong failed...good news...

"No..." His expression suddenly changed, and Xue Qinghe quickly realized that since Bibi Dong had not succeeded, with her personality, she would never let this potential threat continue to exist.

So, this means that she is going to take action against Yang Pojun...

Thinking of this, the expression on Xue Qinghe's face suddenly changed. Almost subconsciously, the martial spirit possessed her instantly, and a pair of wings spread out from behind her. Seeing that this angel lady was about to fly down to save Yang Pojun In the midst of water and fire, Qian Daoliu suddenly turned around and appeared behind Xue Qinghe, holding her shoulder with one hand.

"Grandpa, what are you doing?" After being stopped by Qian Daoliu, Xue Qinghe's originally sullen expression finally showed some anxious expression, and he couldn't help but want to break away from Qian Daoliu.

"Xue'er, be patient!" Looking meaningfully at the excited Xue Qinghe, Qian Daoliu smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, that kid won't be in danger!"

"But..." Xue Qinghe's face was a little tangled, and he wanted to continue arguing, but Qian Daoliu said calmly: "He will die, but not now. To tell you the truth, Bibi Dong wants to use him to deal with Hao Tianzong, so Bibi Dong will not kill him before he completes his mission..."

Papal Palace—

Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo were like two door gods, standing at the door dutifully.

The two people looked weird, and they were hesitant to speak!

After the Soul Master Competition ended, the Pope announced that he would practice meditation and ordered them to stand at the door and not allow anyone to approach...

Well, the two of them felt like they were in the clear regarding the Pope’s attempt to conceal his actions!

Why is the Pope trying to cultivate?

There must be some action against Yang Pojun...

However, what makes them a little confused is why the Pope wants to take action personally?

Although Yang Pojun is extremely talented, he is only a Soul King after all. As long as one of them takes action, it can be easily solved...

However, despite their doubts, they did not dare to have any dissatisfaction...

As a loyal dog, they understand that no matter what the Pope decides, they just have to carry it out...

……

There are mountains and mountains, and a hundred-meter-high waterfall pours down. Tang San was naked from the waist up, holding a forging hammer in his hand, and kept swinging it under the impact of the water flow.

The muscles swelled with his movements, full of masculine beauty.

For several months since he left Tiandou City, he had been following Tang Hao's request, standing on the boulder on the pool and practicing the random cloak hammering technique against the impact of the water flow.

thump……

Tang San couldn't remember how many times he was washed into the pool.

Because his soul power was sealed, he could only rely on his own strength to resist the huge impact.

However, repeated failures did not make him back down. His mother's hatred was sworn in and he understood that with his current strength, he could not shake the foundation of Wuhun Palace.

Therefore, he can only keep working hard and strive to complete his father's trial as soon as possible.

At the same time, he was also thinking about Xiao Wu, which made him more eager to improve his strength. After all, if he wanted to be with a 10-year-old soul beast, without absolute strength, the safety of the two of them could not be guaranteed...

Wuhun Palace...I must kill...Xiao Wu...wait for me...

At the edge of the pool, Tang Hao looked expressionlessly at Tang San, who was washed down by the water again and again. Although his hair and beard looked messy, his eyes like cold stars were shining brightly.

He saw the hope of revenge from Tang San's unyielding spirit.

In his opinion, although Tang San is still very weak now, given time, with his talent and his own training, he will definitely surpass himself.

It would be even more perfect if there was another 10-year soul ring in the future...

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Tiandou Empire, the far south!

In an ordinary town that can no longer be ordinary...

Probably because it is too remote, this place seems to be extraordinarily aloof from the world. There is no grand atmosphere of troubled times, and there are no legendary big figures.

For the people in this small town, perhaps the most powerful person they can understand is the mayor.

According to legend, the mayor is a real great soul master. Someone has seen the mayor kill a ferocious tiger easily with two enviable white soul rings...

Well, a titled Douluo or something like that may be very powerful in the eyes of flat-headed bosses like them, but they are probably only a little bit stronger than the mayor. No one knows how much this is.

Because, in this sleepy town, apart from the mayor, there has never been a second soul master.

Even if they were to awaken the martial spirits for the children, the soul masters from the Spirit Hall were too lazy to come in person. Each time, the mayor would lead a few children on foot to the city a hundred miles away.

It’s no wonder that the soul masters of Wuhun Hall are discriminatory. After all, in the past hundred years, the only person in the town who has successfully awakened soul power is the mayor, and he is still a very pitiful first-level soul power...

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on the earth, the day's farming is over, and people returning from work walk into the town in twos and threes.

As the only pastime and entertainment, most men would choose to go to the town's tavern to have a drink and brag about it in their free time.

Of course, everyone in the town knows that the sign of this restaurant is not the rare and fine wine, nor is there any old storyteller, but the charming young woman who sells wine in the restaurant and the sultry young woman who came from nowhere not long ago. girl......

The young widowed woman was recognized as the most beautiful woman in the town, but since the arrival of this girl, she has become the second most beautiful woman...