Tang Hao's brain and body have experienced battles between life and death again and again.

The serious injuries in his body and the backlash of his martial soul all made him enter the threshold of death.

However, his strong unwillingness pulled him back again and again.

At the critical moment, his white-clothed angel arrived, but his skin was a little dark, and it was a black-backed warthog with yellow holy water, which saved him.

Moreover, let him break through to the Title Douluo!

The powerful aura that surged in an instant made the surrounding soul beasts flee in the wilderness.

Only the black-backed warthog was directly paralyzed by fright, and its huge black buttocks with black hair sat on Tang Hao's face with a bang, and his whole body trembled.

Tang Hao opened his eyes with difficulty, and his will slowly recovered.

Finally, he saw the scene in front of him clearly, and he was so angry that his heart almost exploded!

"Ahh

He wanted to roar.

However, his mouth and face were suppressed by the pig's buttocks, and as soon as he opened his mouth, dozens of black hairs stretched into his mouth and spread to his throat, making him vomit directly!

And because the mouth was blocked, the vomit was poured back......

It's disgusting.

After a long time, Tang Hao finally had some strength.

He reached out and struggled to push away the black-backed warthog.

However, the more he moved, the more frightened the black-backed warthog became.

It had already run out of peeing, and after being scared again, the chrysanthemum loosened and suddenly ......

Vomit~

Tang Hao vomited again, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped.

The wounds that had just healed all over the body were ruptured again, and the wounds were bleeding again.

Just because of the breakthrough of Title Douluo, the small amount of strength recovered quickly disappeared.

Tang Hao knew that if he didn't push it away, this damn pig would be pushed away, and the bleeding would be stopped and healed.

He will become a titled Douluo who has never been seen before in the whole continent, and who has never come after, who was killed by a black-backed warthog for ten years!

However, he couldn't push.

Only by absorbing the soul ring can he truly become a Title Douluo, his strength has increased greatly, and his body and martial soul have undergone a huge transformation.

However, if you are like this, where can you go to find a soul beast to absorb the soul ring?

Tang Hao couldn't help but think of the scene a few years ago when he was drunk like mud, and was stuffed with a sharp blade in his hand by his father, stabbed into the one-eyed demon that had exploded into the bear's eye socket for more than 90,000 years, and then absorbed the top-level 10,000-year soul ring.

It would be nice if my father was here.

In fact, because of the heart-to-heart connection between father and son, grandson heart-to-heart, and the future connection of the sect, Tang Xiaotian was restless when Tang Hao and Tang San were hanged and beaten.

Now, he finally couldn't help it, and hurried towards the Star Dou Great Forest.

However, it was too late.

"Soul beast, isn't this a soul beast in front of you?"

When he fell into the dying again, Tang Hao, who was about to sit to death, suddenly jumped in his heart and looked at the black-backed warthog on his face.

Hope rose in his heart, but this hope was more like despair.

"I was proud of the first day of the continent, and I finally reached the title Douluo, and I missed the 100,000-year soul ring one after another, can I only absorb the ten-year soul ring now?!"

"Ten years...... Ahhh ”

Airplanes!

Tang Hao had no choice in the end, in despair and endless grievances, unwilling to do so, he still had to urge his soul power with all his strength and summon the Haotian Hammer.

But his residual strength was too weak, and the martial soul was extremely badly injured.

His current Haotian Hammer was smaller than Tang San's little hammer.

It is only slightly thicker than the thumb and the length of the middle finger, and the handle of the hammer is about the same as a chopstick.

He trembled and raised the hammer and slammed it the head of the black-backed warthog.

Syllable!

and chopsticks fell to the ground, and the sound was almost faint.

If Ye Yang was here, he would inevitably think of the scene in the "Kung Fu" movie he watched in the past, the pig's foot that was almost beaten to death, groped for a small wooden strip and knocked on the head of the Huoyun Evil God.

Moreover, he will also complain: "This kind of little hammer, let alone forty, is four cents, and it is not worth it!" ”

Tang Hao is also a tenacious person, if he can't do it once, then twice, three times......

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

……

He swung his small hammer one after another, knocking it on the head of the black-backed warthog.

The black-backed warthog reacted violently, its body convulsed constantly, as if it had been hit hard, and it seemed to be electrocuted.

Tang Hao's beating of it was not as good as its usual rubbing and tickling on the trunk.

But the psychological stimulation of it is too big, it is too frightening.

Stupid, it couldn't understand why a human powerhouse comparable to the king of 100,000-year-old soul beasts would torture it like this?

Wouldn't it be nice to give your grandfather pig a pleasure just once?

Ten minutes later, its pupils contracted, its body twitched, and it completely lay on Tang Hao's body, scared to death alive.

A white soul ring appears.

The hungry and thirsty Haotian Hammer Martial Soul greedily bound the soul ring and devoured it quickly.

Tang Hao looked at all this in a daze, just like an old father who watched his daughter being raped, with tears of humiliation in his eyes......

"Hao'er!"

A loud shout startled his heart.

He turned his head and saw his father, who had descended from the sky, staring at him in disbelief with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Tang Xiaotian was really stunned, what did he see?

My proud son that day was covered with blood, and more disgusting pig and pig urine.

He lay on his back in humiliation, and a large, strong male black-backed warthog was lying on top of him.

The tears in his eyes rolled down, and he was extremely humiliated.

Could it be that Hao'er was forcibly forced by a boar?!!

Tang Xiaotian didn't dare to think about it anymore.

At this time, Tang Hao also had some strength, flipped the black-backed warthog, and got up with difficulty.

Beside him, a small Haotian hammer gradually grew larger in the recovery of soul power.

At first glance, when Tang Xiaotian saw that the number of soul rings on the Haotian Hammer was nine, he was happy at first.

But then, when he saw that the last soul ring was white, he blinked vigorously, then rubbed his eyes fiercely, and then looked at it seriously.

White!

"White ...... White ......"

"Hao'er, you ...... the ninth soul ring"

Tang Haotian stammered a little rarely.

The ninth soul ring added a ten-year soul ring, which was even more unbelievable to him than his son being raped by a ten-year black-backed warthog.

In his heart, there was still one last trace of expectation, hoping that the white soul ring was a special 10,000-year soul ring, and the color was different from the normal black soul ring.

Even if it's a thousand-year soul ring, he'll feel a little better!

However, Tang Hao's face was like ashes, and his whole body was completely drained of his spirit.

His lips trembled, and his eyes glazed out.

"Father, I'm defeated......"

Tang Xiaotian was stunned.