Start Chasing the Goddess From Douluo

　　 Wang Kun's four clones opened the seventh door, and beat Ghost Douluo. However, the seventh gate is only the strength of the ninety-level Title Douluo, and it is still a bit difficult to fight against the ninety-fifth level Super Douluo Ghost Douluo.

　　 "You are the one hundred thousand year old soul beast that ran away twelve years ago? Good!"

　　Bibi Dong looked at Wang Kun and said something that violated her conscience, "Didn’t you say, loyal to the Wuhun Hall?"

　　 "Okay, I won't intervene. You catch her with a poke ball, and the soul bone is fine."

　　 "Yes." Bibi Dong took out the blue elf ball.

　　 Wang Kun teleported to the distance, and Xiao Wu saw it and roared, "You silk king Kun, didn't you say you want to protect me?"

　　 Wang Kun pointed to the sky, and a two-meter-long Clear Sky hammer hit the ground. Uh,,,, Wang Kun suddenly remembered that Dugu Bo, the snake snake. He has Tang Hao's face at this time, should he come?

　　 Forget it, the old poisonous snake Dugu Bo is unreliable.

　　 "A chrysanthemum, a little devil. Even if you dare to hurt my son? Get out." The low voice suddenly sounded, like it exploded in the air. The sound was not loud, but the domineering contained in it made everyone's body tremble unconsciously.

　　 Hearing this voice, Tang San, who held Xiao Wu with his arms and covered her body with his back, raised his head, eyes full of surprise. On the other side, Pope Bibi Dong's expression suddenly became serious, staring into the sky.

　　 Amid a deep explosion, Ju Douluo Yueguan, Gui Douluo Guimei, the bodies of the two titled Douluo were bounced back like a cannonball. The expressions of the two changed drastically at the same time. As Titled Douluo, they faced such a result at the same time. This was the second time in many years, and the first was Wang Kun.

　　Wang Kun sucked the four clones back.

　　 A black figure appeared silently in the air, floating there quietly, as if he should belong there.

　　 That was a middle-aged man, he looked like he was in his fifties, he was tall and burly, but his appearance was not flattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body without even a patch on it, exposing the bronzed skin underneath. The original facial features were covered with a waxy yellow, a look of sleepy eyes, and the hair was messy like a bird's nest. The beard on the face has not been sorted out for many days.

Seeing this man, Tang San, who had always been strong, seemed to collapse in half, even the tears he didn't shed when he decided to die with Xiao Wu before finally overflowed his eyes, and two difficult words were slowly spit out from his mouth, "Dad. …dad…"

　　 Behind him, a huge black hammer is floating out of thin air.

　　 "Tang Hao." Bibi Dong shouted sharply. Tang Hao stared bitterly at the sky, almost bursting into flames.

　　 One by one spirit ring rose slowly from Tang Hao's feet. The spirit ring did not rise fast, but with the appearance of each spirit ring, Tang Hao standing there became more and more solemn. The three huge pressures in front of him were actually pressed back by the gradually increasing Shen Ning aura on his body.

　　 yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

　　 The nine spirit rings that appeared on Tang Hao's body were exactly the same as those of Pope Bibi Dong, and the last spirit ring on him was surprisingly 100,000 years old.

　　 Even though the spirit ring is the same, at this moment, the aura that Tang Hao reveals is incomparable even to Pope Bibi Dong.

　　 Tang Hao coldly swept toward the Pope Hall behind the Pope, "The Hall of Souls is indeed the Hall of Souls. What a pity, even if you are three of you, what can you do? See clearly, this is the real Haotian body."

　　 Tang San refreshed, and Tang Hao's last sentence was clearly addressed to him.

　　 The seventh spirit ring was shining, and the huge black clear sky hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly bloomed, and the intense red light surging surgingly, the huge clear sky hammer turned into a hundred meters away as long as it flew into the wind. The huge hammer head is like a hill.

　　 And it was not Tang Hao who caught it, but Tang Hao's true body of the Killing God!

　　 Strips of red lines emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer, the one hundred thousand year red spirit ring on Tang Hao suddenly lit up, and the black huge hammer suddenly turned completely red.

　　 "The Pope's Hall, what a Pope's Hall. Hahahahahaha..." In the arrogant laughter, Tang Hao moved his right hand.

　　 The one-hundred-meter-long super giant hammer in the sky suddenly dropped, not at the three Title Douluo in front of him, but directly at the Papal Palace behind them.

　　In an instant, the air in the entire Wuhun City became distorted.

　　 "Tang Hao, do you dare." Pope Bibi Dong was furious. She, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo jumped up almost at the same time, and greeted them with the giant hammer in the air.

　　 blast—

　　Blank, Tang San and Xiao Wu's minds were completely blank, and they collapsed to the ground amidst the indescribable violent roar. The loud noise that seemed like a punishment from heaven caused the entire Wuhun City to tremble violently.

　　 The silhouettes of the seven Title Douluo soaring in the air were smashed down at the same time, and the sledgehammer in the air disappeared.

　　 Yang Tian spouted a mouthful of blood, and Tang Hao laughed wildly, "Bibi Dong, wait. Wuhundian owes me the debt, one day I will pay it all back. To this day, it is not far away."

　　 The figure flickered, Tang Hao disappeared, and Tang San and Xiao Wu who had fainted and disappeared with him.

　　 Wang Kun hurriedly caught Bibi Dong, "Are you okay?"

　　 Na Bibi Dong was also angry when he saw Wang Kun, "Why don't you stop Tang Hao!? Your strength can definitely defeat Tang Hao!"

　　 "Uh, Bibi Dong, I graduated from Shrek Academy, Tang San is considered my brother, but I want to support the Wuhun Temple, so I can't move."

　　 "Forget it, it's impossible to rely on you, I can only rely on myself."

　　 "What you said, it's not mine anymore."

　　 "It was originally, and let go of me!"

　　Bibi Dong broke free from Wang Kun's arms.

　　Wang Kun takes out dozens of flavors, except for the coffee-flavored ice cream, and then takes out the Happy House of Fatty Water.

　　 "My Lord Pope, I will take care of my Kunpeng Hall in the future. My Kunpeng Hall is determined to make delicious food, so that everyone in the world knows the joy of food."

　　 "Go away, I don't need you!"

　　 "Well, Bibi Dong-sama, don't hesitate to tell me what you need, I'm leaving now."

　　 Wang Kun was about to teleport away, but Bibi Dong grabbed his clothes corner "I thought you were busy, but I wanted to kill you, but you just laughed it off. Don't you hate me for being cruel?"

"Forget it, Bibi Dong, you were originally a particularly cute and peerless beauty, but it seems that something happened to become like this. Don't worry, Yu Xiaogang can't give it to you. I can give it to you. Yu Xiaogang can give it to you. Yes, I will double it for you."

　　 "With rhetoric, how many girls have you deceived by this set, yes! And my disciple Hu Liena."

　　 "Uh, then I'm leaving."

　　Bibi Dong loosened Wang Kun's black robe, his face flushed, "Thank you. Although you didn't help much."