"Chen'er, why do you want to win over the Elephant Armor Sect?"

The crocodile who listened to Tianchen tell the reason for the incident was no longer as calm as before, but stared at Tianchen's clear blue pupils with a serious face, as if he wanted to see through his grandson's true thoughts.

Looking at the glint in Tianchen's eyes, Tianbei only felt that even he couldn't see through his grandson's thoughts.

The crocodile then seemed to think of the maturity that Tianchen had shown since he was a child, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, forget it, grandpa won't ask you anymore, as long as you don't do anything that endangers the Wuhun Palace, grandpa can do whatever you want."

"Don't worry, grandpa."

Seeing that Tianqiu didn't plan to ask further, Tianchen was also relieved.

After all, his plans are too unbelievable. At the moment, he is still not suitable to reveal to the crocodile.

Tianchen leaned against the crocodile and sat down, and the grandfather and grandson tacitly agreed that they did not continue the topic, but talked about some family routines and Tianchen's cultivation situation.

The martial souls of the two can be said to be passed down in the same line, and for the cultivation of the Golden Crocodile King's martial soul, the Heavenly Crocodile can cultivate to the level of ninety-eight, so he naturally has an extraordinary opinion on this martial soul.

As for Tianchen's questions about cultivation, Tianchen naturally knew everything, and every time he added some of his own cultivation experience, Tianchen benefited a lot.

The crocodile, who was talking to Tianchen, suddenly stopped, staring closely at the entrance of the manor in the distance with a pair of sharp eyes, and then turned his head to Tianchen and spoke.

"Hu Yanzhen, that kid is here, Chen'er, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Hehe, grandpa, if you don't knock him, he's afraid he won't be able to recognize his position."

In response to the crocodile's inquiry, Tianchen drank a glass of freshly squeezed juice on the jade table, and smiled at the crocodile.

Looking at his grandson's funny appearance, the crocodile couldn't help but laugh.

Since Tianchen asked him to do this, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

I saw a crocodile dressed in white hair slowly rising from the top floor of the castle, dressed in a golden robe, coupled with that gentle and elegant appearance, it had the charm of a fairy wind and bones.

Gradually, nine soul rings around the crocodile floating in mid-air slowly emerged.

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

Especially when the bewitching blood-red 100,000-year soul ring appeared, an overwhelming pressure suddenly swept over.

The various flowers and trees in the manor are windless and automatic, and the originally clear sky has also become black and oppressive after the crocodile released the soul ring.

The entire Martial Spirit City, except for the Hall of Worship and the Pope's Palace, was completely shrouded in shadows.

What followed was the raving of the crocodile mixed with strong soul power.

"Who? Get out of here, old man! ”

Tianchen and the others in Wuhun City had no effect, after all, the Heavenly Crocodile was only targeting Hu Yanzhen alone.

And Hu Yanzhen, who had just entered the manor with his grandson, was miserable, he only felt that his eyelids suddenly darkened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and he was directly injured by the crocodile's shouting.

Hu Yanli beside him was stunned at the moment, why did his grandfather vomit blood for no reason?

hurriedly held his grandfather like a meat ball.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

Hu Yanzhen didn't care about his injuries, but carefully inspected Hu Yanli's body. Seeing that his grandson was not harmed, he was relieved.

"Don't worry, grandpa is fine."

His grandson is the hope of the sect in the future, and his talent is even a few points better than he was at the beginning, he can count on his grandson to become the first Title Douluo of the sect.

Hu Yanzhen, who felt the source of the cheers, immediately raised his head and looked at the crocodile in the sky with an aggrieved expression, but he didn't dare to pose in front of the crocodile.

Didn't you see that the crocodile just hurt him with a shout? If the crocodile really made a move, he was afraid that he would not be slapped to death.

Moreover, the palpitating 100,000-year soul ring beside the Heavenly Crocodile brought him great pressure.

You must know that there is a world of difference between a Titled Douluo who has a 100,000-year soul ring and a Title Douluo who does not have a 100,000-year soul ring. Let him deal with the ordinary Title Douluo, he will not be afraid, but in the face of the crocodile, he can't have the slightest intention of resisting.

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly released his martial spirit, slowly lifted off with his grandson, and saluted respectfully to the crocodile.

"Elephant Armor Sect Hu Yanzhen, meet Golden Crocodile Douluo."

"Oh? Huyan earthquake? What is the matter with your boy coming to the old man's place? ”

Naturally, the crocodile would not admit that he already knew, and deliberately pretended to be stupid and looked at Hu Yanzhen, and at the same time did not forget to use his soul power to put some pressure on him.

The gap between Title Douluo and Soul Douluo is not just a gap in the soul ring, but a qualitative change. Not to mention that the Heavenly Crocodile is still a level ninety-eight Super Douluo.

The strong coercion made Hu Yanzhen, who had completed the possession of the martial spirit, still feel as if he was like a flat boat floating in a storm, and he was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Forcibly lifting his soul power, he reluctantly launched his first soul skill and second soul skill to amplify himself, Hu Yanzhen felt a little better at this time, and he was even more respectful to the crocodile in his heart.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, it was your grandson who asked me to come over."

Hu Yanzhen's words were full of endless resentment, like an abandoned deep resentful woman.

Just imagine, what kind of scene will it be for a two-meter-five black fat man to make this appearance.

Rao Yitian's experience of more than a hundred years of crocodile also felt a churning in his stomach, and he resisted the urge to punch his fat face, turned around and waved his hand at Hu Yanzhen.

"Since Chen'er asked you to come, then the old man doesn't care if you trespass into the old man's manor without permission."

"But I haven't entered the manor yet......"

"Huh?"

"I said senior, your manor is really big......"