"Oh."

Wang Dali nodded, and then asked again.

"Then do you know that she is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and the soft bone rabbit has turned into a human form?"

"Huh?!"

This news was obviously unknown to Tang San, and even Xiao Wu, who was immersed in the joy of Er Ming's resurrection, was stunned.

Only the Qingtian Bull Python was not surprised. Like this kind of strong man who can resurrect Er Ming from the dead, it couldn't be easier to see through Xiao Wu's heels.

I didn't expect my secret to be revealed like this, Xiao Wu looked panicked.

"Third brother, I ......"

Before Tang San could say anything to comfort her, Wang Dali took the first step to speak.

"You don't have to worry that Tang San won't want you. Regardless of the relationship between him and you, let's just say that Tang San's mother is also a 100,000-year soul beast incarnation, and even your enemies are the same. ”

"My enemy?"

"My enemy?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu were stunned at the same time, and then, the aura on Da Ming and Er Ming's bodies also changed.

An idea came from the Qingtian Bull Python, which was the same 100,000-year-old soul beast as Xiao Wu.

"Respected human powerhouse, do you know who killed Aunt Wu?"

The aunt in its mouth is Xiao Wu's mother, a 100,000-year-old soul beast soft bone charm rabbit.

Ten years ago, several Titled Douluo entered the Star Dou Great Forest, killed Xiao Wu's mother, and absorbed them as soul rings. By the time they reacted, those Titled Douluo had already left, and Xiao Wu's mother didn't even have a corpse left.

It is also because of this that Xiao Wu decided to transform into a human form like her mother, giving up all her strength, starting from scratch as a human being, and looking for her mother-killing enemy while studying.

"What if you know?"

Wang Dali naturally understood that they wanted revenge, but not to mention whether they could beat so many Title Douluo in the Martial Spirit Palace, it would be too late to talk about time.

"Now, Tang San's father should be about to succeed."

……

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

A black figure silently appeared in mid-air, floating there silently, as if he should have belonged there.

It was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his fifties. He was tall and burly, but he was not flattering to be dressed up.

The torn robe was worn on the body, and there were not even patches on it, revealing the bronzed skin underneath, but the originally decent facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, and he looked sleepy-eyed. His hair was even more messy like a bird's nest, and his beard had not been tidied for I don't know how many days.

But at the moment he appeared, I don't know how many people in the Martial Spirit Hall were sensitive. The two Titled Douluo who were resident in the hall rushed into the sky almost at the same time, opposing the middle-aged man.

"Who's coming?!"

But after seeing each other's appearance clearly, the two Titled Douluo Qi changed color.

"Tang Hao! You killed the previous Pope of the Martial Soul Palace, and you still dare to appear in the main hall of the Martial Soul Palace! ”

"Martial Soul Hall Elders, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo?"

Tang Hao raised the wine gourd in his right hand and swallowed two sips of turbid wine. His voice was low, and the killing intent in it could barely be contained.

"In normal times, I still have the heart to fight with you. But now, I just want to destroy the Martial Soul Hall and make a break to the centuries-old grievances between my Haotian Sect and the Martial Soul Palace! ”

"You're alone?!"

With a roar full of majesty, a woman walked out of the Martial Spirit Hall.

She was not tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple and gold crown, and holding a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. The female pope had fair skin and a near-perfect countenance.

She is now the highest power ruler in the Wuhun Palace, Pope Bibi Dong!

"Bibi Dong!"

Looking at the wife of his own wife and enemy, Tang Hao's eyes were even more murderous.

At the same time, Bibi Dong also exudes a terrifying aura in his body. The nine soul rings under her feet lit up, two yellow and two purple, four black and one red.

Her last red soul ring, which represented a 100,000-year-old soul beast, came from Xiao Wu's mother.

Then, Pope Bibi Dong waved his hand violently, and a scream came out of his hand, as if it was corresponding to her, and in the Pope's Palace, four screams came to mind at the same time.

"Someone?"

Tang Hao smiled indifferently, he had a special temperament in him, as if it didn't matter if there were thousands of troops in front of him.

One after another, the soul rings slowly rose from Tang Hao's feet, and the speed at which the soul rings rose was not fast, but with the appearance of each soul ring, Tang Hao, who was standing there, became more and more dignified.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red. His soul ring looks exactly the same as Pope Bibi Dong.

The seventh soul ring shone brightly, and the huge black Haotian Hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly bloomed. The intense black light surging and agitating, the huge Haotian Hammer unfolded in the wind, and turned into a hundred meters away, and the huge hammer head was like a small mountain.

"Just because you crooked melons and cracked dates, you also want to stop me?!"

Red streaks emerged from the huge Haotian Hammer, and the 100,000-year-old red soul ring on Tang Hao's body suddenly lit up, and the black giant hammer suddenly turned completely red.

But the next moment, the huge Haotian Hammer did not smash into Bibi Dong, but fell towards the Pope's Palace behind her.

"Tang Hao, you dare!"

Bibi Dong was furious, and instantly rushed out of the hall with four phantoms, even Bibi Dong, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo facing the giant hammer in the sky together.

Even Tang Hao, who was a ninety-sixth-level Title Douluo, couldn't do it with one against seven. He threw up his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he laughed maniacally and rushed towards Bibi Dong.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Tang Hao not only did not escape, but even wanted to kill her, Bibi Dong, who was also Title Douluo, only felt furious.

A huge black demon spider phantom appeared behind her, the second soul ring on her body lit up, and her right hand was covered with a layer of black armor, which was stained with poison.

Tang Hao's eyes were full of murder, but he was forced to press by himself. Because he felt that in the Martial Spirit Palace, there was a terrifying aura that locked him from afar, but it did not appear.

As soon as he shook the Haotian Hammer in his hand, the three soul rings on his body shone at the same time, forcing Bibi Dong back with a hammer.

Keju Douluo and Ghost Douluo immediately launched a joint attack on Tang Hao, followed by the other four Martial Spirit Hall elders. The battle was about to break out, but suddenly, a male voice came from inside the Martial Spirit Hall.

"Stand down."

It was an old man with a white beard and a white sacrificial robe. Behind him was a brilliant golden angel phantom holding a holy sword.

His deep eyes were staring at Tang Hao tightly, his breathing was slightly heavy, and his emotions fluctuated greatly.

"Tang Chen's son, I am Qiandaoliu, the last pope of the Martial Spirit Hall who was killed by you, and the father of Qianhiro."