"No, no, I won't hide it from you next time."

Xia Ling, who was caught red-handed by his wife, could only make promises with a smile on his face.

How can you have such a beautiful wife who knows herself?

Spoil her, of course!

"Sister Lena is right, a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost."

Zhu Zhuqing snorted and entered a meditative state.

Xia Ling smiled and went to the next room to find Tang San.

"Little San, tell you something."

In the palm of his outstretched palm, a good baby lies quietly.

This is a small golden hammer, with a black gem inlaid on each side of the hammer head, and the shape is incomparably similar to the Haotian hammer.

Tang San asked curiously, "Brother Ling?" What is it? ”

"This is called Haotian Order, which has been in the hands of your great ancestor Tang Chen before, and it fell into my hands by chance."

After a long absence, Xia Ling unfolded his own flickering Dafa again.

Of course, this Haotian Order did not fall into his hands by chance, but after helping Fu Lu completely seal Tang Chen before, Xia Ling found it in Tang Chen's storage soul guide.

At that time, he thought that he might be able to use it later, so he put this thing away, but he didn't expect to use it now.

"This is a token of your great-ancestor, and it is also a token of the chief elder of Haotian Sect. With him, the Hall of Elders will all be at your disposal, and you also have the right to abolish the sect master and decide the major affairs of the sect. ”

Tang San took the small hammer and put it in his hand to play with, and asked suspiciously, "Brother Ling, I am now a member of the Martial Spirit Palace, and several elders of Haotian Sect will still obey my dispatch?" ”

Xia Ling smiled maliciously.

"Of course, don't you still believe your brother and me? When the time comes, let's go up the mountain, and we'll ...... like this."

"Can it be done? Can those elders really believe it? ”

"Of course, I'm here, what are you afraid of. As long as Tang Yuehua can negotiate with them and let us go up, this matter can basically be done. If they resist, then I can only show a little......"

"Good! Then do as you say, Brother Ling. ”

......

At this time, in the castle of Haotian Sect, in the innermost room on the second floor.

This is a room of more than 100 square meters.

Inside, the furnishings are simple, with a wide table, a bookcase that covers two walls, and two couches.

At this time, there were already six men and one woman in the house.

The woman was Tang Yuehua, and she was sitting helplessly on the couch on the side at this time.

A burly figure two meters tall stood behind the table.

With a tiger's back and a bear's waist, short gray hair, and a simple gray dress, he looks like an alternative version of Tang Hao.

In front of the table, five old men with shimmering spirits and red faces were arguing fiercely about something, and their loud voices almost broke the ceiling of Haotian Castle.

A slender old man said angrily: "No, I don't agree! Did my eldest son die in vain? If you want to surrender a few of you to go by yourself, Lao Tzu would rather die with the Wuhun Palace! ”

"Enough, Seven!"

The eldest elder with long eyebrows scolded angrily: "You are the same as Tang Hao's evil obstacle, you have lived for such a long time in vain, and you have no brains at all!" ”

The thin elder was furious.

"You fart! Don't be in front of me, Tang Hao, that brute! How could I be like him! ”

Another old man also scolded: "Old Seven, calm down." Over the years, the strength of our Haotian Sect has been improving, and the strength of the Martial Spirit Hall has improved even more. Didn't you hear Yuehua just now? Some of their younger generation have already broken through the Title Douluo, and now the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall is personally leading people to wait at the bottom of the mountain, don't you understand what this means? ”

"What do I mean by him? It's a big deal that I took someone down to rob him, just to use this to blackmail the Martial Spirit Palace! ”

Hearing the reckless words of the Seventh Elder, Tang Yuehua, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Tired!

The second elder with long eyebrows slapped the seventh elder and said angrily: "You really don't have brains when you say you don't have brains?" He dared to bring such a few people to block us, which means that he is not afraid of our Haotian Sect at all! Don't forget, that old thing isn't dead yet! Uncle is not here, what capital do we have to break the net with the Wuhun Palace? ”

Another elder frowned and asked Tang Xiao at the back of the table.

"Our five brothers are full of Title Douluo, and they can join forces to perform the technique of joint attack, supplemented by the Sect Master's Haotian Nine Uniques, can't they still severely damage his Martial Spirit Palace? The strength of the sect master has reached level ninety-six, and he can even defeat three with one, isn't this enough? ”

Tang Xiao looked at Tang Yuehua, who had watched the play for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Yuehua, I see that you have been wanting to speak and stopping, do you want to say something?" ”

After pondering for a moment, Tang Yuehua spoke with some hesitation.

"I ...... I don't know if I should say these words or not. The Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall told me a piece of news, but I can't confirm the authenticity of the message. ”

"What's the news? Speak up and let everyone hear. ”

"The number of Martial Spirit Palace's Title Douluo is ...... Already more than forty people. ”

"What?"

"It can't be!"

"He's definitely lying!"

"What! Forty? You're kidding? ”

Tang Xiao was like being struck by lightning, and he was so excited that he slapped the table in front of him.

His first reaction was impossible, he couldn't believe it, this news was absolutely fake.

But if you calm down and think about it carefully, the authenticity of this news seems to be really big.

After all, it was the holy land of soul masters in the whole world.

Even their Haotian Sect can have six, no, seven Titled Douluo, and the Martial Soul Hall has far more soul masters than they don't know how many times, which is completely possible.

The eldest and most stable Second Elder forcibly suppressed his turbulent mind.

"Yuehua, is that really what he told you?"

Tang Yuehua smiled bitterly: "Of course it's true." Not only that, but he also told me that soul masters like Qiandaoliu and Tang Chen had combat power back then, and now there are more than ten people in the Martial Soul Palace. The Peak Douluo above level ninety-five has already exceeded double digits. ”

"This ......"

Tang Xiao's mind went blank when he heard the news, and he sat on the chair behind him in a daze, his mouth kept chattering.

Forty Titled Douluo, the Peak Douluo above level ninety-five has more than double digits, and more than ten people have the combat power of their grandfather......

What is this concept?

The Martial Soul Hall didn't even need to dispatch any other level of soul masters, just all the Titled Douluo launched an attack together, and Haotian Sect couldn't be their opponent.

When Tang Chen was still there, why was Haotian Sect called the first sect in the world?

Isn't it because Tang Chen, who is level ninety-nine, can beat everyone in other sects except for the Martial Spirit Palace?

Now there are more than ten people with Tang Chen's combat power?

How can this battle be fought?

"Impossible, this impossible, he is definitely lying to you!"

The grumpy Seventh Elder walked around the room impatiently, and the aura on his body fluctuated violently.

The only third elder who was still calm asked, "Yuehua, how much credibility do you think what he said?" ”

"Based on what I know about the Martial Spirit Hall over the years...... It should be at least eighty percent or more. Even if it is not as exaggerated as he said, the number of Martial Spirit Hall Title Douluo is likely to exceed thirty. There must be at least five people with a thousand battles like my grandfather. ”

After a pause, Tang Yuehua continued: "Among the people who came this time, counting Ma Hongjun, who has not yet absorbed the soul ring, there are as many as six Titled Douluo perceived by my subordinates alone, and Xia Ling himself is likely to be a Titled Douluo. ”

The Seven Elders were stunned.

Valley nails

"He? Title Douluo? How old is he? ”

Tang Yuehua said: "Do you still remember the little girl from the Xingluo Zhu family in the semi-finals of the Elite Competition of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy eight years ago? ”

"I seem to be a little impressed...... Was it the one who was known as the youngest soul king at the time? I remember she was thirteen years old, right? ”

"Yes, it's her."

Tang Yuehua nodded.

"Her current cultivation has broken through the ninety-third level, and they didn't hide the fluctuation of soul power at all on the way here. If she was already level ninety-three, then there was no reason why Xia Ling, who was more talented than her, should not be a Title Douluo. ”

"What's more, Xia Ling also has an older sister named Qianrenxue, who served as the judge elder of the Wuhun Hall eight years ago, and has led the judgment army to fight in the south and north over the years. According to the last feedback from my subordinates, the other party had already advanced and banned the account three years ago. ”

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“......”

Silence, or silence.

The six men who were at the peak of Haotian Sect's power and were also at the peak of their combat power couldn't even say a word at this time.

"Why do you think I would agree to come back and persuade you to be a lobbyist for him? The Martial Spirit Hall had already resurrected Ah Yin, tying Tang Hao and Tang San to that side. Before leaving to return to Haotian Sect, the other party had already made it clear to me that if we didn't surrender, then he would personally take action to make our Haotian Sect cease to exist. ”

"Let Haotian Sect cease to exist? He's got a big breath! ”

The Seven Elders broke free from the previous shock, and immediately released the Haotian Hammer, carrying the hammer and wanting to leave.

The Third Elder and the Fourth Elder glanced at each other, and one left and one right shot at the same time, knocking them out in an instant.

"Seventh Elder, he...... Alas. ”

Tang Xiao painfully rubbed his temples on both sides of his head with his fingers.

"The matter...... We have to think about it in the long run......"

......

In the village below the mountain, not long after everyone had lunch, three gray-clothed disciples appeared in the village.

The first person is about 30 years old, with broad shoulders and a broad back, a straight nose and a square mouth, and bulging muscles hidden under the clothes, and the whole person is like a lion ready to attack, full of strong and powerful feelings.

"You are the people of the Martial Spirit Palace?"

The gray-clothed strong man's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he glanced up and down at everyone in the room, with a faint expression of hostility on his face.

Summer Ling smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Tang Long, right? Hello, in the Lower Martial Spirit Hall Holy Son, Summer Spirit, fortunately. ”

"Have you seen me?"

Although Tang Long's face was not good, he still shook Xia Ling's hand gently.

"Don't underestimate the intelligence agency of the Martial Spirit Palace, Haotian Sect doesn't have any secrets in my eyes. You're right? Tang Tian and Tang Yu? ”

At this moment, these three people were really shocked.

If Tang Long still showed up twenty years ago, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Martial Spirit Hall has information left.

That Tang Tian and Tang Yu were still children twenty years ago, and they hadn't been out of the mountain gate for many years, how did the other party know about him?

"No need to be shocked, sooner or later you will understand."

Tang Long didn't gossip anymore, turned around and waved his hand.

"Come with us."

Following the three out of the room, Tang Long and the three of them did not wait for the meaning of the Martial Spirit Hall and the others, but unfolded their bodies at the same time and galloped towards the back of the village.

Seeing the other party's childish behavior, Xia Ling didn't say anything, and led the others to follow silently.

It really doesn't make sense to engage in this kind of bells and whistles in front of a group of Contra Douluo and Titled Douluo.

Even if Tang Long, who was the leader, used all his strength to speed up several times, in the eyes of everyone, he was just a child playing at home, but he still had to help them who couldn't keep up with Tang Tian and Tang Yu's shocked eyes.

In the eyes of these two outstanding disciples of Haotian Sect, the people of the Martial Spirit Hall already had a bit of a monster.

They were obviously much younger than the two of them, and yet they were so fast, it was incredible.

Soon, the group had already left the village and reached a steep mountain.

The entire mountain wall is almost ninety degrees from the ground and is extremely smooth, without any vegetation.

Tang Long didn't mean to slow down at all, seeing that he had reached the bottom of the mountain, he jumped up and rushed up, followed by the other two.

"We'll go up there and wait for you."

The three people who were struggling to climb only felt a gust of wind flashing, and the air was filled with the words of Xia Ling, and the group of people in the Martial Spirit Hall disappeared in a flash.

Soon, Tang Long, who was the leader, had already reached the top of the mountain, and everyone in the Martial Spirit Hall was already waiting for him on the top of the mountain.

Tang Long asked in disbelief, "Do you all know how to fly?" ”

A few people nodded as they should.

The few people present except for Yang Wushu can all fly, which is a skill they have already mastered in the Seven Rings.

Ning Rongrong said disdainfully: "No, no, no, there will be no one who can't fly, right?" Isn't this just a martial spirit? ”

"Rongrong!"

Xia Ling scolded her again.

Tang Long endured it without having a seizure, and after Tang Tian and Tang Yu came up, he turned around and walked towards the other side of the stone mountain.

"Brother Tang Long, this is too slow, why don't we take you for a ride."

A voice rang out.

Without waiting for the three brothers of the Tang family to react, the three of them only felt dizzy and dizzy for a while, and then fell to the ground, and the gray-black Haotian Castle was close at hand.

Above the five-meter-high main gate, the three big characters of Haotian Sect carved in stone are vigorous and powerful.

"We, we're coming here?"

Tang Yu looked back at Ma Hongjun who put him down in disbelief.

Oscar, who put down Tang Tian, replied happily.

"Of course, how long can it take at such a distance, which is more than we were ...... Well, nothing. ”

Tang Long, who came back to his senses, felt palpitations, and respectfully made a gesture of invitation, leading everyone towards the castle.

As for the so-called rule that only direct disciples of the sect can enter......

That naturally no longer exists.

If a few old men insisted that they couldn't enter without the Haotian Hammer, then Xia Ling wouldn't have to grind his tongue, and even the people with the sect and the mountain would be shoveled on the spot.

In the face of absolutely powerful forces, any rules are waste paper.

Rules need enough strength to maintain.

This is also the reason why Xia Ling has been committed to the crazy explosion of military technology, and has not been in a hurry to unify the continent.

He always felt unstable, unstable, and needed a little more combat power.

As long as you can't F2a wave of reckless past pushing, as long as it is not a move to directly put the opposite side in seconds, then there is a possibility of losing this war.

The ancestral firepower engraved in the bones is not enough phobia, and it belongs to yes.