A smile appeared at the corner of Golden Crocodile Douluo's mouth, and he said meaningfully:

"Yes, the old man did blow himself up, and there are indeed no bones left. But the old man was unwilling, so it took the old man a full 10,000 years to crawl back to the world from the underworld, turn into a ghost, and find your father and son to ask for their lives! ”

"Impossible! You can't be Golden Crocodile Douluo, he's already dead! Tang Hao roared angrily, "Show your true body, don't try to pretend to be a ghost in front of me!" ”

"Pretending to be a ghost? We are gods and ghosts, so why pretend? ”

"Then let you, Haotian Douluo, see what the real power of gods and ghosts is."

Two voices rang out one after the other.

The former is cold and terrifying, with a full sense of etherealism.

The latter is feminine and tactful, like a ghost elegy.

Two figures instantly appeared behind Tang Hao, and their bodies also exuded god-level fluctuations.

One of them was holding a chrysanthemum in his hand, with a feminine appearance and a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The other was shrouded in the dark power of death, and the whole person was surrounded by ghosts, almost turning the sky into a dead field.

"You, you! How is this possible! ”

Tang Hao's face showed a look of horror, and without thinking about it, his figure suddenly exploded.

If it was said that Golden Crocodile Douluo, he would have to hesitate for a while before he dared to confirm it.

Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Ghost, he is very familiar with these two.

In addition, the aura coercion coming from Ghost Douluo's body was even more terrifying than that of Golden Crocodile Douluo, almost making him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

"Want to go? Have you asked us? ”

The ghost snorted coldly, and a layer of silver-white light instantly burned on his body.

He is the only Returnee from the Underworld who has remained the undead race so far.

If you talk about death and transformation into undead creatures, it is a weakening for other soul masters.

Then for Ghost Douluo, it was an unprecedented enhancement, a real talent liberation.

His martial soul is a ghost.

Or rather, his soul.

This can be called an alternative ontological martial soul, and it is also the top-level kind, no less than a poisonous immortal body martial soul.

In the former Eternal Sleep Realm, the strength of the ghost was among the best in the royal rank, and it was one of the few people who were most likely to achieve the monarch level.

After joining the Immortal Empire, communicating and learning with many strong people, and cultivating a complete soul system, the ghost's talent is even more crazy to be magnified.

Now, he is only the last line away from mourning.

As long as the ghost can comprehend a law that is completely compatible with himself, he will be promoted to the rank of the Lord of the Dead in an instant, transforming into a mourning soul.

Powerful soul coercion covered the entire heavenly vault, and the incessant surging force of death almost completely obscured the sun's brilliance.

Ghost Douluo raised his hand and punched out, and the black soul blade stained with silver light and flame came instantly.

Tang Hao's face had completely changed, and he was dancing wildly with the Haotian Hammer in his hand, and it was dangerous to stop him.

Such a powerful power is even similar to oneself!

At this time, Ghost Douluo, under that layer of silver light, was flickering with a soul body that was like gold.

The soul is the ontological martial spirit.

Naturally, he can practice the secret method of the Ontology Sect - the awakening of the gold-level martial soul!

The ordinary gold-level martial soul awakening increases the physical strength and comprehensive combat power.

And Ghost Douluo awakened with a gold-level martial soul in the body of the undead, but what increased was the strength of the soul heart!

This level of amplification had even brought him infinitely closer to the realm of the Lord of Mourning, and there were faint purple-gold lines on the heart of the dark blue soul.

In the next moment, Ghost Douluo's figure disappeared, almost teleporting behind Tang Hao.

The two pitch-black soul armed daggers in his hands stabbed towards the back of Tang Hao's heart and the back of his head at the same time, and the speed had reached a certain extreme.

Not far away, Ju Douluo Yueguan's body was also lit with a layer of brilliant golden light.

A huge chrysanthemum phantom intertwined, causing Tang Hao's originally lightning-fast figure to slow down suddenly, and the speed of turning around to defend plummeted.

"Yes, Tang Hao, what's the hurry? It's just a chrysanthemum, a little ghost, are you still afraid of Haotian Douluo in the past? ”

Ju Douluo's voice was still so feminine, but it was like a powerful ghost that seduced the soul, which made Tang Hao feel a deep shudder.

He turned half of his body with all his might, trying to hold the huge Haotian Hammer in front of him.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Two crisp sounds appeared almost at the same time, and two figures flew backwards from the center of the collision at the same time.

Although the Ghost Douluo in the explosive state is strong, he is still the Ghost Douluo who is good at speed and assassination.

Tough with a guy like Tang Hao who is good at strength, even if the combat strength of the two sides is almost the same at this time, it is still a little too reluctant.

It's just that Ghost Douluo didn't want to assassinate today, let alone fight Tang Hao with his usual fighting style.

He just wants to fight with him to the flesh, in order to vent the anger that has been pent up in his heart for tens of thousands of years!

Therefore, even if his soul was unwell by Tang Hao's panicked huge force and the anti-shock force of the previous collision, he still immediately reflexively sprinted, with a desperate posture.

Ju Douluo smiled softly, and the huge chrysanthemum was also rendered with a layer of brilliant golden light.

Invisible fluctuations enveloped the battlefield, and Tang Hao only felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and the flexibility of his body was greatly limited.

"Wow, yes, yes! Tang Hao'er, eat your golden crocodile grandfather again! ”

At the same time as Ghost Douluo turned around and sprinted, Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed fiercely, and the phantom of the Golden Crocodile King suddenly condensed into his body, and he also bombarded towards Tang Hao.

The golden fist is like a meteor catching the moon, and the last one comes first.

This thick punch like a mountain made Tang Hao's eyes split.

There is a golden crocodile in the back, and a ghost in the front.

There is also the control of the moon off the side.

If this blow is hit by the opponent, you may really be hit hard.

No, there has to be a trade-off.

Almost instantly, Tang Hao made a decision.

He was ready to resist Ghost Douluo's blow and block Golden Crocodile Douluo's fist.

Ghost Douluo is good at assassination and body techniques, even if the attack strength is increased to the extreme, it still looks a little mediocre, it should not be difficult to resist with his own cultivation, and only need to seal a penetrating wound at that time.

But Golden Crocodile Douluo can't.

He and himself are both on a wide open and closed path, and his attack power is unparalleled.

Maybe the damage he caused was not as fatal as Ghost Douluo, but a large area of damage would seriously reduce his overall combat power.

I have already suffered a loss before, and I must not come back a second time.

His mind was running between the lightning and flint, and a strange white flame quickly rose from Tang Hao's body.

The transformation from the central mastermind removed the soul ring from his body, and integrated it into his body, becoming a part of his own power like a thousand morning lights.

Now for Tang Hao, it is easier to cast the Great Sumeru Hammer.

Even if it lacks the instantaneous explosive power of the explosive ring, it ensures the improvement of combat power under normalization, which is not bad.

Tang Hao turned around quickly in a quagmire-like sluggishness.

When he stepped on the sky, an invisible wave of qi exploded instantly.

Centered on the space he stepped on, the clouds within a diameter of hundreds of miles disappeared in an instant, completely shattered by this violent force.

Fortunately, this is at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and no bird can withstand such extreme low temperatures.

Otherwise, the aftermath of the previous battle would not know how many birds were soaring in the air.

Facing the punch of the golden crocodile's spirit gathering to its peak, Tang Hao's eyes turned blood-red again.

The two fiery powers rendered the Great Sumeru Hammer into a strange red and white color, and the murderous aura condensed to the point of substance exploded along with Tang Hao's movements.

With the unity of man and hammer, Tang Hao has reached the pinnacle of what he can achieve.

The horror of the Great Sumeru Hammer does not need to be repeated, this is a terrifying existence that can make a ninety-seventh-level Titled Douluo blast out a limit-breaking blow.

Now, Tang Hao did his best to strike a peak blow with a level 110 cultivation, and its power was terrifying, even exceeding the upper limit of what the plane could contain.

Where the mountain-like Haotian Hammer passed, only a large area of cracked space was left.

Countless spatial cracks like spider webs continued to pull here, and the extremely strong suction from the void continued to pull the bodies of several people in the center of the battlefield.

The huge Haotian Hammer had completely turned black at this time.

Dark, blazing flames burned.

"Good time, good time!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo was not surprised, laughed and rushed forward, unexpectedly withdrew his fist in the moment before the collision, and directly collided with it with his hardest head!

How similar is such a scene to the battle in front of Jialing Pass 10,000 years ago?

The black light flashed, and the entire space shook in an instant.

Large swaths of space were shattered, and countless Heaven and Earth Yuan Force and already thin elemental particles were instantly swallowed up by this terrifying collision.

The unrestrained black light scattered in all directions, but suddenly scattered when it reached a certain pole.

An inconspicuous muffled snort came from the center of the sputtering, which was from Tang Hao, who had received a hard blow from the ghost's peak.

The collision of the three occurred instantaneously and ended in an instant.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's body flew back upside down, and stabilized in the air at an extremely fast speed.

The black aura beside Ju Douluo flickered, and Ghost Douluo's figure also appeared in an instant.

On top of the two daggers in his hand, there were two wisps of golden-red divine blood slowly dripping downward.

In the distance, Tang Hao couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person withered by at least three points.

On his left chest and neck, there was a bloody hole that had been pierced in half.

Although Ghost Douluo's blow was barely avoided by Tang Hao, it still dealt a great blow to him.

At this time, blood continued to overflow uncontrollably from Tang Hao's mouth.

The knife that Ghost Douluo stabbed in the back of his heart directly shattered half of his heart.

If it weren't for the transformation technology of the central mastermind, plus Tang Hao's own cultivation is not low, and he can temporarily replace part of the heart with divine power, he would already be a dead man by now.

This is where the drawbacks of the soul master system lie.

Before absorbing the immortal qi and completely transforming it into the body of the gods, the heart and brain are still deadly parts.

As long as it is completely destroyed, it is a certain death.

If it is really a missing heart, let alone Tang Hao, even a super god-level powerhouse above one hundred and twenty will die.

Even that Long Aotian on the Holy Demon Continent had to die after losing his heart, how could the others live?

Besides, Ghost Douluo's blow can be so easy to receive?

The underworld has been fighting for 10,000 years, how could he let Tang Hao's low-level blood-selling method take effect?

The combat instinct of each high-level aberrant soul body had to crush too much.

If Ghost Douluo really only had this level, he would have died in that extremely intense race war a long time ago.

The reason why Tang Hao is not dead now is not because Ghost Douluo's instantaneous explosiveness is mediocre, but because he has some spare hands.

They are happy, Bibi Dongke has not yet played.

Therefore, if it weren't for Ghost Douluo's intention to let Tang Hao go, the blow of these three people would directly kill him.

And it's the kind that crushes even the soul.

"Tang Hao'er, the old man's head is still hard?"

Looking at Tang Hao, who was in doubt, Golden Crocodile Douluo patted his head and showed an extremely presumptuous smile.

Tang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face softened.

However, his eyes when he looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo were already full of fear.

"Why! Why are you okay! Why! He shouted in despair.

Even the flesh that was being repaired quickly could not give Tang Hao any sense of security.

Intense fear was rapidly growing in his body.

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed: "Tang Hao Xiao'er, Tang Hao Xiao'er, ten thousand years have passed, have you forgotten how hard the old man's body is?" In the past, your big Sumeru hammer couldn't leave any injuries to the old man after three consecutive hammers, why do you think it's okay now? ”

At this moment, Tang Hao couldn't hold back any longer, put away the Haotian Hammer and turned around, ready to tear the space and escape.

Fear had taken over his entire heart.

His former invincible heart, which was forcibly reforged by Tang San, was shattered.

The domineering spirit is lost, and the momentum of the world is gone.

Lacking that kind of earth-shattering Haotian true intent, Haotian Hammer's attack power can only play seven points at most.

Under such circumstances, how could Tang Hao dare to continue to be the enemy of these three people who were inexplicably resurrected?

He gathered his spirit and spirit to the peak, and he couldn't do substantial damage to Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Now that he has been hit hard by Ghost Douluo, how can he be the opponent of the three?

Now there is only one word in Tang Hao's mind.

Run!

The faster you run, the better!

The farther you run, the better!

As long as you run to Haotian Sect, with the help of the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape, and drag your son Tang San out of the customs, you will definitely be able to easily solve the troubles on this Douluo Continent.

No matter how strong they are, they are definitely not as strong as their sons!

"Want to go? Asked us no? ”

A feminine voice sounded, and Ju Douluo was already standing facing Ghost Douluo, clasping his hands.

In an instant, the two hugged each other, and they merged into two huge halos in the sky.

One gold, one silver.

Countless magnificent patterns are densely spread on it, as if the truth of heaven and earth is engraved in it.

The two auras quietly flew out, intertwining into a giant light wheel with a height of several thousand meters.

Tang Hao only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and his body couldn't move in an instant.

Even the spatial passage he had just torn apart froze there, like a decoration on a scroll that had just been painted with a pen.

The famous bipolar static realm of 10,000 years, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo's specialty!

In terms of pure control, the degree of hegemony in the Polar Static Realm is even stronger than the uncertain turmoil in the Seagod Thirteen Style.

It can not only solidify the strong, but also solidify an entire piece of time and space to a certain extent, which is extremely domineering.

A burst of gold and silver light flashed, and Tang Hao's whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture, and he couldn't move because of the realm controlled by the two powerhouses of Ju and Ghost.

"Haotian Douluo, that's it."

The golden crocodile stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand and patted Tang Hao's face with a frozen expression of consternation, showing disdain.

"Ten thousand years ago, I even respected you as a man, but if you think about it carefully, you are just a coward who bullies the soft and fears the hard!"

"When you can't beat our Wuhun Palace, you don't even dare to let out a fart, and after relying on your son to make a comeback, you mock the old man as if you are amazing?"

"Heh, even the waste that needs to be sacrificed by his wife and helped by his son to break through the realm, what kind of face do you have to say that the old man will live a hundred years empty?"

Tang Hao had been banned from the Polar Static Realm at this time, so naturally he couldn't make any expression to respond.

But Golden Crocodile Douluo could clearly feel that the soul in Tang Hao's body was fluctuating sharply, violently like an electrocardiogram.

This can only mean one thing.

Tang Hao is in a hurry now.

The king is in such a hurry.

But he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't refute it.

This is even more urgent.

With the current strength comparison between Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and Tang Hao, in the state of going all out, these two polar static realms can completely seal Tang Hao for about three minutes at most.

If Golden Crocodile Douluo took advantage of these three minutes to kill the killer, three minutes would be enough time for him to twist Tang Hao's head off and kick it as a ball.

Back then, when Tang San went to the Star Dou Great Forest at level 60, that is, when the Martial Spirit Hall went to besiege and kill Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong was also there at the scene except Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

There was nothing Tang San did in the future.

As soon as the polar static realm is opened, the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape can be controlled, and then Bibi Dong can successfully have three more 100,000-year soul rings and three 100,000-year soul bones.

Tang San, who had not yet come into contact with the Hanhai Qiankun Cover, would also die on the spot, and the Martial Spirit Empire would also successfully complete the unification.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

This story tells us how effective Taizu's famous words are.

It is necessary to despise the enemy strategically, and to attach importance to the enemy tactically.

It's always a good idea to have a few extra back-ups.

Can crush why fight an evenly matched fight?

In the end, you still have to rely on explosive seeds to win?

Sorry, no such unique fetish.

If you are proud of yourself and fight with contempt in tactics, you will basically not be far from losing before the battle starts.

Today, 10,000 years later, Bibi Dong, who is sober-minded, will not make this mistake again.

"Yueguan, ghost, let him go."

The cold female voice seemed to come from the void, making Tang Hao's soul fluctuate even more violently.

In the next second, the gold and silver light film faded like water waves, and Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo also reappeared in the air.

Together with Golden Crocodile Douluo, the three of them formed a triangular position, firmly imprisoning Tang Hao inside, sealing any possibility of him escaping.

The dark purple light flickered and stretched in front of Tang Hao's eyes.

Holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, Bibi Dong, dressed in a purple god costume, had already appeared in front of him.

Familiar faces, familiar breaths, familiar Rakshasa divine powers.

Everything is as similar as it was 10,000 years ago.

At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the finals of the Continent-wide Senior Young Soul Master Elite Competition.

Back to that time when the gears of fate were just beginning to turn.

This time, there is no sculpture of the angel god that can make Bibi Dong jealous.

Not to mention the Douluo Star Qi that Tang San was entrenched in that could contaminate Tang Hao a little, thus saving the day.

Tang Hao, who had regained his ability to move, widened his eyes, and his eyes trembled as he looked at Bibi Dong, and even the Haotian Hammer that was re-released in his hand was a little less killing than before.

"Not impossible! You have been killed by Wu'er Tang San himself, how can you still survive! That's impossible! Tang Hao shouted.

Extreme fear had covered his entire heart at this moment.

Bibi Dong's appearance completely crushed this former Haotian Douluo, who had been in the world in the past, and completely destroyed his will to fight.

If the enemy who has been killed can still exist after 10,000 years, then what is the point of this battle?

This cannot be won in any way.

Bibi Dong's cold face faintly outlined a sneer, she just carried the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and looked at Tang Hao like garbage.

Looking at this Haotian Douluo who had flaunted his martial arts ten thousand years ago.

"It's been a long time, Tang Hao. Aren't you happy to see me again after 10,000 years? ”

"Are you human or ghost! You're all dead! It's dead! Tang Hao broke down and roared, his right hand holding the Haotian Hammer trembled slightly, "How can you still be alive!" ”

"We? Of course we are ghosts, and we are terrible ghosts who have come to ask for the lives of your father and son. ”

Bibi Dong stretched out his scarlet little tongue and licked the corners of his mouth.

The seductive action is matched with her outfit, no matter how you look at it, it makes people shudder.

"Tang Hao, I have been looking forward to a big battle with you, looking forward to being able to take off your head with my own hands after a hearty battle."

"However, the way you are now disappoints me, and I lose the desire to fight you. Golden Crocodile Douluo is right, you have always been just a wreck who relies on his wife and son. ”

"Without your soul beast wife to sacrifice to you, without your Seagod son giving you empowerment and helping you to give up your plane consciousness, with your Tang Hao's three-legged cat kung fu, how could you have such a cultivation now?"

"Oh, it's just a piece of waste."

"You fart!" Tang Hao gritted his teeth and argued, "In the past, I was able to use the Great Sumeru Hammer to severely damage the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall Qianxun, and I relied on my own upright ability!" ”

"Oh? Chihiro, you say? That idiot is more rubbish than you. Bibi Dong glanced at him with pity, "Two wastes are fighting, and who is more wasteful, this is what Haotian Douluo is most proud of?" ”

"Poof."

Ju Douluo on the side couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Tang Hao's trembling with anger and glaring at him, he immediately covered his mouth charmingly, and waved his other hand at Tang Hao a few times.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's so funny, I couldn't hold back for a while."

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