This voice, tragic and heroic, swallowed up the mountains and rivers, as if even the rain god above the nine heavens was moved by it.

The rain is getting heavier.

Bibi Dong's beautiful phoenix eyes immediately pointed at the black cloaked figure at the entrance, with a sneer on her lips.

"Finally here, the remnants of Haotian!"

If we say that the existence in the world that makes Bibi Dong fear the most, besides the two great empires, it is the number one sect in the world - Haotian!

Only after having a real fight with the Clear Sky Hammer did I know that that kind of fierce and domineering power simply exceeded the concept of Douluo Continent's martial spirit.

Qibao Glaze, increases strength and assists in all aspects.

The blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex has a powerful body, no blind spots in all directions, and the strongest beast spirit.

Including Jiao Yue's martial spirit, Gui Ju's two martial spirits, and Bibi Dong's own twin martial spirits, they all have strong characteristics in many aspects.

Only the Clear Sky Hammer focuses all its features on "powerful attack".

Its destructive power ranks first in the world, unshakable and unquestionable.

In the world of soul masters, destructive power is always the most important criterion for measuring strength. It lays the foundation for soul masters to fight.

"Hmph, you are really not ashamed to say the word "remnants". In this world, who is being persecuted and who is being harmed can be seen by heaven!"

The man in black cloak groaned, and all the men in black behind him threw off their cloaks at the same time.

Oh no!

A black cloud covered the sky, and in the next second, dozens of muscular gauntlets, like a giant man who had just walked out of the blacksmith shop, stood neatly at the entrance of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, looking extremely terrifying.

The six people headed by them all had terrifying soul power auras condensed on their bodies. Even the rain falling on them made a dull sound like thunder.

"Don't act rashly, Sister Xiaowu is still in their hands."

When Tian Qing Niu Python Daming saw the Haotian Sect people arriving, not only did he not come forward to greet them, but he reminded them first.

In its heart, humans always come second, and Sister Xiaowu's safety is the most important.

"She won't kill Xiao Wu." The man in the lead had not taken off his cloak yet. His voice suddenly became hoarse, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He said word by word: "With her

Because of greed, if Xiao Wu is killed, how can you two soul beasts who come to her door fight her to the death? If the cooked duck is allowed to fly away, she will not be Bibi Dong."

Every word of the cloaked man was directed at Pope Bibi Dong on the stage, as if he was extremely familiar with her.

No matter how good-tempered Bibi Dong was, she was trampled and insulted over and over again, and a dark cloud hung over her face as she shouted angrily.

"All the Douluo in Wuhun Palace obey the order and use all their strength to capture the remnants of Haotian!"

"yes!"

When the five great Douluo heard the Pope's decree, they immediately accepted it. Five-nine and forty-five soul rings suddenly lit up behind them, and the yellow, purple, and black halo soared into the sky, illuminating almost half of the large soul fighting arena.

"Compared to the number of Titled Douluo?" The leader of the cloaked man smiled coldly, chopped his right leg to the ground, making a sound of steel clashing with steel, and shouted loudly: "Elders, take action."

Swish swish swish swish!

Yellow yellow purple purple black black black black black.

Nine dazzling soul rings soaring into the sky flashed out from behind the five tall and strong people, whose brows and eyes were already somewhat old.

There are also five titled Douluo and 5945 spirit rings.

The momentum of everyone in Haotian Sect is stronger and more vigorous than that of Wuhun Palace.

The suppressive power of the world's number one martial spirit, coupled with the oppression of two hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beasts, no one dared to say a word in the Tiandou City Great Spirit Fighting Arena, and everyone's hearts were filled with a layer of gloom.

Although I don't know what happened.

But in this battle, the existence of the seven Douluo levels...

Even the Wuhun Palace can't handle it.

"Haotian Sect, are you sure you want to completely oppose me, Spirit Hall?" Holy Dragon Douluo took a step forward and glared angrily: "We, Spirit Hall, can let go of past grudges, but today, if you insist on fighting side by side with the spirit beast,

Fight, I, the Holy Dragon, swear that from now on, no matter where in the world, I will kill the disciples of the Anti-Haotian Sect!"

He didn't know much about what happened in Wuhun Palace and Haotian Sect back then, and he didn't know much about the relationship between Tang Hao and A Yin.

However, as a human soul master, he has his own bottom line in his heart.

A person, a person who was nurtured by the human race, grew up in the human society, and received countless favors from the human race from childhood to adulthood.

He might be able to get close to the soul beast and develop feelings for it.

But it is absolutely not allowed to betray humanity, collude with the soul beasts that massacred innocent humans, and stab humanity itself in the back.

"You let bygones be bygones? Hahahaha, you actually have the nerve to say let bygones be bygones?"

The man in the black cloak at the head was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. The laughter was hoarse, mocking, and sharp.

Everyone around me showed pain and covered my ears.

"Killed my lover, killed my eldest brother, killed my son, and sacrificed countless innocent people for the sake of a hundred thousand year old soul beast, how dare you have the nerve to let me forget the guilt?!"

The man in black cloak laughed more and more crazily, and the more he laughed, the more crazy he became.

In the end, he suddenly lifted up his cloak, revealing his face underneath!

When Bibi Dong saw this person, her pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Tang Hao?!"

Everyone in the scene who had some experience opened their eyes in surprise when they saw this man's true face. They couldn't believe that Haotian Douluo, who was so high-spirited back then, had now become like this.

His eye sockets were sunken, his face had a vicissitudes of life, and a beard that hadn't been shaved for countless days covered most of his face. His eyes were cloudy like a drunken gambler, and there was no hint of the spirit of a soul master.

The most critical thing is that his right arm and left leg were replaced with prosthetic limbs made of steel. The joints were bloody and bloody. It looked like they were not surgically spliced ​​together at all, but were forcibly removed by Tang Hao's strong willpower.

.

What happened to him? Why did he become like this?

Everyone in the field had their own speculations in their hearts.

No matter what the possibility is, it is not difficult to guess from what he just said that it is probably related to Wuhun Palace.

Everyone looked at Bibi Dong with a hint of suspicion and fear.

"Tang Hao! Don't be slanderous! Your arms and legs were returned to the Haotian Sect by suicide and have nothing to do with me! As for your wife and children, do you yourself dare to tell the world what kind of evil beasts they are?"

Seeing that the formation was not right, Bibi Dong snorted coldly and counterattacked.

Wuhun Palace is still in a dormant period for the time being. It cannot let the major forces see the clues. At least in terms of reputation, it must maintain its reputation as the number one soul master force in the world.

Tang Hao was silent, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Chapter completed!