The villagers had settled down, and although they were all bitter, most of them were spared.

The battle scene between Tang Hao and Ghost Douluo could no longer be seen in the distance, and I didn't know if the fight was over or what the result was.

Wufeng and Tang San waited for a long time without waiting for Tang Hao's return, and they were both a little anxious in their hearts.

Wufeng secretly said in his heart, Tang Hao's combat power in the original book should be far superior to Ghost Douluo, but looking at the scene of the battle between the two of them, it seems that this is not the case.

"Brother Feng, I want to go and have a look!" Tang San bit his lip and said.

Wufeng nodded, and after saying a word to Old Jack, he set off with Tang San.

Along the way, Tang San was so anxious that he couldn't hide his light skills, and he used the ghost shadow in the Xuantian Treasure Record, turned into an afterimage, and ran quickly.

Although Wufeng had not cultivated light martial arts, his holy body physique was too strong, and after awakening, his strength, agility, and endurance had increased several times, and he could easily keep up with Tang San's pace, and even had residual strength.

Along the way, the two of them saw terrifying scenes of the sky collapsing everywhere, all caused by the aftermath of Tang Hao's battle with Ghost Douluo, which made Tang San a little frightened!

"Dad turned out to be a peerless powerhouse...... Tang San let out a wry smile.

Wufeng smiled slightly and said, "Your father is the youngest Titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent!"

"Brother Feng, how do you know?" Tang San asked curiously.

Wufeng didn't blink his eyes, and said, "Your dad told me!"

"Dad, why didn't he tell me, but told you?" Tang San was stunned.

Wufeng sighed and said, "Little San, you are still young, and knowing a lot of things is not beneficial......"

Well, the masters in film and television dramas are all like this, and it is really cool after trying it without wind.

Tang San said in his heart, aren't you just a six-year-old kid?

The two of them traveled in a hurry for more than five hours, and it was not until the sun was about to set that they found the final battle location between Tang Hao and Ghost Douluo.

It was supposed to be a small hill, but now it has crumbled into nothing, and the ground has collapsed for more than ten miles, turning into a strange-shaped canyon.

There was a faint aura of Dao Dao tyranny oozing from the cracks, which should be the traces left after the attack of the Haotian Hammer.

But Tang Hao and Ghost Douluo were both nowhere to be seen.

Tang San sat cross-legged, and after breathing for a long time, he finally recovered, and he had performed light exercises for more than five hours in a row, which had reached the limit for him now.

On the other hand, there is no wind, and there is no trace of sweat on the body, and it is circling around those cracks, as if sensing something.

Tang San secretly sighed, Brother Feng's physique was too perverted.

Wufeng walked to the deepest rift and stood still, only to feel that in addition to the breath of the Haotian Hammer, there was a strong and strange demonic qi circling, he looked down, only to see a black gas lingering in the depths of the rift, and the demonic qi was emanating from it.

He leaped forward, stepped on the side wall of the rift a few times, and landed peacefully in front of the black gas.

The black qi seemed to sense his approach, and suddenly fluctuated, turning into a terrifying shadow and rushing towards the windless!

Wufeng hurriedly ran the Sun Sutra with all his might, and his whole body emitted a faint golden light, and the demon shadow slowly dissipated under the golden light as if it had met a nemesis as soon as it approached.

The power of the Eucharist in conjunction with the Sun Sutra was initially revealed.

Wufeng breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and a faint golden glow shot out of his eyes, looking at the center of the black qi.

"It's ...... An arm?"

His eyes froze, and in the center of the black gas wrap, a thin and charred arm could be vaguely seen, revealing some weird tattoos on it, but his eyes swept over and made his hair stand on end!

"Although this aura is slightly different from Ghost Douluo's breath, it is generally similar, except that the demonic aura is better...... It should be Uncle Hao who defeated Ghost Douluo...... However, what about Uncle Hao, if he wins, it is impossible to leave this arm with such a heavy demonic qi here!"

At this time, there was a sound of clothes fluttering above his head, and Tang San gently fell behind him, and when he stepped closer, he frowned as he looked at the black air mass.

"Brother Feng, is this an arm?"

"It should be Ghost Douluo's, Uncle Hao should have won. Wufeng nodded.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then, like Wufeng, he sensed that something was wrong.

"But what about my father?

Wufeng said: "Maybe there are some clues in this arm. ”

He ran the Sun Sutra with all his might, and the bitter sea began to stir, and his whole body was full of golden light, and he slowly walked towards that arm, and the strong black qi dissipated a little under the golden light, completely revealing the scene in it.

I saw that above the arm, there was a jet-black token suspended, on which six patterns could be clearly seen.

Wufeng's heart moved, this should be the token in Tang Hao's hand!

This token was suspended in the air, and the white-gold streamer revolved around the token, and the demonic energy emitted from his arm was suppressed by this streamer as soon as it rose, and it seemed that Tang Hao deliberately stayed to suppress it.

Wufeng frowned secretly, and said in his heart: "Uncle Hao should have been dragged by something and couldn't pull away, so he left the token to suppress the magic arm!"

Tang San looked at the token and asked, "Brother Feng, was this token left by Dad?"

"Yes, do you see the six patterns on the token, which means that this token is the highest level warrant, and there are only six pieces in the whole continent!"

Tang San frowned and muttered, "There are only six pieces in the whole continent, and my father only has one...... What kind of identity is he......"

Wufeng glanced at him and shook his head, not intending to say anything more.

At this moment, a burst of dazzling white light suddenly bloomed on the black token, and a tall phantom suddenly appeared on the token!

Wufeng and Tang San were shocked, but after seeing it clearly, they showed joy, this phantom was Tang Hao!

The phantom looked at the two of them, and opened his mouth to say: "Little San, this is a wisp of divine soul left by Dad, Dad has something important to do, I don't have time to tell you in detail, you just need to remember, take this token, go to the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, find a person called Master, give him the token, worship him as a teacher, and he will teach you with all his might!"

"Dad, why have you been hiding it from me, what is your identity, where are you going now, how can I find you?!" Tang San shouted, his eyes full of eagerness and worry.

Tang Hao's phantom only shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "There are many things, it's useless for you to know now...... You don't have to think about looking for me, as long as you cultivate hard, when you become a Title Douluo, you will naturally get news from me!"

The phantom turned his head to look at Wufeng, and said in a low voice, "Xiaofeng, help me take care of Xiao San." ”

No wind nodded solemnly.

Tang Hao's phantom stared at Tang San deeply, and then a burst of white light erupted from his body, dissipating in the air, followed by the demonic qi on that arm.

It seems that Tang Hao borrowed this demonic qi with a special technique, which left a wisp of divine soul and information.

Wufeng looked at this scene and thought to himself, first Su Yuntao's martial soul mutated, then Ghost Douluo's inexplicable strength, and finally even Tang Hao had a means that were not in the original book!

This Douluo Continent is really different......