In Tang San's eyes, he saw that Wufeng's whole body suddenly erupted with terrifying golden light, almost dispelling the night, like a brilliant sun, shining brightly, and it was impossible to look at it directly!

And under this golden light, he only felt that his battle intent had been weakened to the extreme, and only eighty percent of his power that could have been exerted was left!

"Brother Feng, what kind of skill is this?"

He didn't know that this was the power of the Ancient Holy Body!

In the sky, the ancient holy body has its own immeasurable vision, chaos seed green lotus, stars shine in the blue sky, and the immortal king is in the nine heavens...... And so on, it varies from person to person, but they all have the ability to suppress other visions!

Vision, in Douluo, is the realm, and only an extremely talented soul master can cultivate it!

Although Wufeng's cultivation is still shallow, and he is still ruthless before he cultivates his vision, he can also produce a certain suppressive effect by bursting out with all his strength!

It can be said that this is the prototype of the field!

In the future, after the cultivation grows and the realm is improved, you can directly awaken your vision, and you will have the realm!

Moreover, the vision of the Holy Communion will automatically exclude other realms, and once awakened, he will be the king of realms!

Of course, this is a later story, or it depends on the battle with Tang San in front of you.

Although Tang San felt that his actions were slightly hindered, after all, he had twenty years of combat experience in his previous life, and he quickly stabilized his mind and used all his strength to cast the ghost shadow trail, leaving one afterimage after another around Wufeng's body.

And after the windless burst out with all his strength, his spiritual sense also improved a lot, Tang San's movements were all reflected in his heart, it was clear, just when Tang San tried to attack again, a light flashed in his eyes!

A chance to fight back!

He snorted softly, the sun was running in the sky, and his body was shining with golden light, like a golden armor god descending into the world, brave and unstoppable!

"Little San, eat me with a punch!"

As soon as the words fell, his right fist struck towards Tang San's palm, and he was actually going to fight Tang San.

Tang San felt the powerful power of Wufeng's eruption, his eyebrows jumped, knowing that if he was hit by this punch, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured!

He immediately moved slightly, twisted his waist, and wanted to retreat to avoid his edge.

But he didn't want to show a treacherous smile in Wufeng's eyes, the punch that seemed to be quite powerful was actually just a false shake, in fact, a foot had reached Tang San's feet at some point, and a slight trip made Tang San, who was completely unexpected, stumble!

"Hehe, junior, you're losing!"

Wufeng took advantage of the moment when Tang San lost his balance, bullied forward, put his hands together and picked Tang San up by the waist, a wrestling posture threw him directly to the ground, and one hand pressed him to the ground and couldn't get up.

In terms of pure strength, Tang San was far from being a windless opponent.

Tang San smiled helplessly and shouted, "Brother Feng, you are really treacherous!"

"Who made you flexible like a monkey ......" Wufeng let go of his hand with a grin, very proud in his heart, after all, this is Tang San!

However, he was also a little troubled, he didn't have combat skills, and it seemed that he couldn't exert his due combat power just by having exercises, otherwise it would be easy to bully the current Tang San.

The power system of this world is the soul ring soul technique, and there is nothing special about the martial arts combat method, and if you want to obtain a powerful combat method, you may have to count on signing in.

According to the faint information from the Heavenly Traveler, the next check-in should be in the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, so there is no need to worry, and you can go over to sign in in a few days.

"But when it comes to the soul ring soul technique, it seems that I should find a way to get the first soul ring, and I don't know how many years of soul ring my Ancient Holy Body martial soul can absorb, and what is the difference between the soul skill obtained and the orthodox martial soul......"

Nothing was said all night.

Early the next morning, Tang San left with a few villagers who had gone to Notting City to ask for help.

The others, under the command of Old Jack, began to prepare for the reconstruction of the Holy Soul Village.

The power of the wind far exceeds that of ordinary people, and it helps everyone to carry large building materials and trees everywhere, which also amazes everyone.

After three full days of busyness, the Holy Soul Village finally had a trace of its former appearance, and the houses of all sizes stood up again.

What made Wufeng feel strange was that the Martial Spirit Hall didn't even send anyone to investigate, and it seemed that he didn't know anything about what happened here.

Several villagers who came back from Notting City also said that there was nothing abnormal in the Notting City Martial Spirit Palace, and even mentioning Su Yuntao only said that he was attacked by soul beasts and died when he went out, and the higher-level Martial Spirit Hall had sent a new deacon to take his place, and everything was very calm.

It's so calm that it makes Wufeng feel a little frightened!

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and this calm seems to be the prelude to the coming storm......

......

Three days ago, the headquarters of the Martial Spirit Palace, the secret room of the Pope's Palace.

A woman with a beautiful face in an opulent robe sat cross-legged in the center of the secret room.

Bibi Dong, the current pope of the Wuhun Palace!

There is a row of black puppets in front of her, each with a different shape of face, exuding a strange aura that gives people a creepy feeling.

Suddenly, Bibi Dongying's eyebrows furrowed, and he opened a pair of beautiful eyes as deep as the starry sky, and looked at one of the puppets.

I saw that the puppet suddenly began to crack from its head, and a huge black gas burst out from the crack, slowly condensed and formed in mid-air, turning into a humanoid phantom.

"Ghost, you actually ......" Bibi Dong looked a little surprised.

That phantom is none other than Ghost Douluo, a ghost!

But at this moment, his situation did not seem to be good, and the phantom condensed by the black qi was constantly vibrating, and it seemed that it would dissipate at any time.

With a flick of Bibi Dongyu's hand, a black light flashed, blending into the phantom and helping it stabilize.

Ghost Douluo slowed down and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, otherwise I'm afraid I won't even be able to save this remnant soul!"

"What's going on? What about you?" asked Bibi Dong.

Ghost Douluo smiled bitterly, his voice hoarse, "My body has already died, and I only barely sent back this remnant soul before I died. ”

"What the hell is going on!"

"Tang Hao!"

Bibi Dong's eyes moved, and he said in a low voice: "Haotian Douluo, how did you meet him?"

Ghost Douluo sighed and told his previous experience.

Bibi Dong stood up after hearing this, and said angrily: "You mean, you are invincible, and you actually used that thing?"

Ghost Douluo knelt on the ground and said bitterly: "My subordinates really had to make this decision as a last resort! If I didn't use that thing to drag him down, my subordinates wouldn't be able to release this remnant soul at all, and they wouldn't be able to inform Your Majesty of the news!"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly and said, "If this ruins my big thing, your whole clan will not be able to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Ghost Douluo knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing!"

Bibi Dong waved his sleeves fiercely, turned around and left the secret room, paused before leaving, and said in a cold voice: "There is still a batch of high-grade blood food in the dungeon, you go and swallow it, and strive to recover as soon as possible!"

"Your Majesty!" Ghost Douluo was overjoyed, kowtowed again to send Bibi Dong away, and then the ghost figure flashed, jumped out of the secret room, and entered a secret dungeon somewhere in the Pope's Palace, and then a terrifying scream sounded in the dungeon......

After Bibi Dong left, he summoned his attendants to give a few orders, and then sat down on the papal throne alone, closing his eyes and pondering something.

"A little Tang Hao can't affect anything, and now it's a critical juncture, so don't make extraneous branches...... It's coming, it's coming......"