Douluo Dalu

The fifty-fourth chapter of the three generations of the peerless Doro

Yang’s invincible voice was very low. Tang San noticed that when he spoke, the clothes on his body were also slightly trembled, apparently forcibly suppressing his excitement.

"Because of the diversification of formulas, the mixed poison is the most difficult to dispel, and this kind of poison that has been studied by our broken family for many years is even more difficult for outsiders to solve, even if it is a detoxifying drug at the level of Tiandi Dibao. It can only suppress it for a while, and when it is back, the attack will be even more powerful. If there is a law of poisoning and poisoning, even the ten snow-night emperors will already be killed."

"After being investigated, this kind of poisonous drug was listed as one of the taboo drugs of this family because it was too overbearing. In the same year, after the closure of Tian Tianzong, we were divided into four families and had to fall apart. We received the Wushen Temple. Sniper. Among them, not only my only son died in that battle, but my younger brother Yang Wushuang was also taken away by them in that battle. Since then, there has been no news. This colorful spot is poisonous, in the broken family, Only me and the unparalleled will use it. When I saw this poisonous poison in the Snowy Night Emperor, I realized that he was not dead, but he became the running dog of the Wuhun Temple."

Having said that, Yang Invincible paused, and there seemed to be a black flame in his eyes. "I would rather die than to die. I don't want him to be an accomplice to the Wuhun Temple."

Tang San sighed. "Life is precious. Maybe he also has a hard time to say it? This thing is still due to the Tianzong and Wuhun Temple. Elders, you don't think too much."

Yang invincible silenced, looked at Tang San, said: "Lord, if one day meets him, please let me kill him." After saying this, his eyes suddenly became cold, slightly After Tang Shi’s ceremony, he strode away.

Looking at Yang's invincible, some lonely and chilly back. Tang San’s heart sighed secretly.

"The old goat is still stinky. Hey--" The sudden appearance of the sound scared Tang Sanyi, his eyes calmly, his body quickly retreating, blocking in front of his bedroom. The little dance in the bedroom was sleeping, and the other party could not find it without knowing it. The cold hair picked up and the vest was cold and sweaty.

"It's me." The white shadow flashed, and Tang San had more people in front of him. It is the main white crane of Mintangtang.

Seeing that he is his own, Tang San can not help but greatly relieved. "My grandfather, you have to be scared to death. I said who has such a big skill for you. Although I did not deliberately urge it, my mental strength can also be explored within a radius of 100 meters. I can not disturb me to sneak into the ground, I am afraid Only you."

The white crane smiled slightly and said: "Don't believe in mental power too much. Any form of investigation has blind spots. Spiritual power is no exception. When my speed reaches a certain level, and then through certain skills, as long as you are not engrossed, it is very difficult. Find."

Tang San smiled: "In the soul division. I am afraid that no one can compete with you. What do you mean by that? Yang elder, he..."

The white crane sighed and said: "The broken family was originally hosted by Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang brothers. When they were young, they were dependent on each other. Yang Wushuang was arrested, or to protect Yang from invincibility. The two brothers have excellent feelings. Sovereign. If we are really unparalleled in the future, can you see her life on my face?"

Tang San nodded silently.

The white crane continued: "I came to you not for the sake of the old goat, but for the agarwood. Today she talked to you?"

Tang San shook his head and said: "I don't talk too much. I just don't understand. Where did the fat man touch you, let you marry his heart and baby? Or are you just kidding him?"

The white crane sighed. "How can I make such a joke? I really promised him. It is not because of your relationship with him, but for the sake of our family. I only proposed a condition for Ma Hongjun. If he has a child with Agarwood, he must let one of the boys who inherited his phoenix martial arts to inherit the position of one of the patriarchs of Min, and with the name of Shen Xiang.

Listening to the white crane saying this, Tang San suddenly realized. It turned out to be the case. The one who can be said by himself is a veteran. Although the shape of the fat man is a little worse, it is not worthy of agarwood, but don't forget that he is the owner of the Super Wuhun Phoenix. In terms of quality, the phoenix can also compete with the six-winged angels. Even if there is a slight gap, it is only a small difference.

What's more, the phoenix is ​​the king of birds. The sharp-tailed Swift martial arts of the Min family is excellent in speed. But compared with Phoenix. Still too far. The white crane is to pass the Ma Hongjun to improve the martial arts inheritance of the ones of Min! No wonder he is willing to sacrifice white and aloes to be happy. Moreover, whether happiness is still unknown. There is a factor of Tang San, is it afraid that Ma Hongjun will be bad for Bai Shenxiang? The white crane apparently made this decision after thinking about it. People have selfishness. In this respect, Tang San is not good at saying anything.

"It turned out to be the case. As long as the fat man agrees, I have no opinion. However, I think you also hope that Agarwood can be happy. This time we went out to practice, except for the fat ones, they are paired in pairs. Let's go. Let them have a process of mutual understanding and cultivating feelings, fat people will definitely protect her. How do you see?"

Bai He heard great joy and smiled bitterly: "My biggest concern is that Aquilaria can't accept this child. She was spoiled by me when she was young. However, she is quite good at the talent of Wuhun cultivation."

Tang San smiled a little and said: "That is so fixed." With the white agarwood to participate in this journey, it is Tang San's commitment to Ma Hongjun. Feelings take time to cultivate. As for whether they can really generate feelings, it depends on Ma Hongjun’s own skills. Although Bai Xiangxiang is not strong in both offensive and defensive aspects, but the speed is very fast, it is definitely a qualified investigator. With speed, under normal circumstances, self-insurance is enough.

Three days later, after handling all the sects, Tang San left the Tiandou City with a small dance and a godsman. Before going to Poseidon Island, he must first go back to Tianzong.

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Wu Hun Temple, Pope Hall.

There was a layer of frost in the hall of the entire Papal Hall, and there were only three people in the hall. Sitting in the main position of the Pope Bibidong. Standing behind her, the sorcerer of the Wuhun Temple, Hullina. And the blonde hair changed back to the women's clothing, the heroic snow.

Millenium Snow stood ten meters across from Bibi East. The dead in the Chamber has been going on for a long time. Bibidong’s eyes are always condensed on the face of thousands of snow. But Qian Qixue did not allow her to despise her. Neither of them spoke, but the oppressive atmosphere made the Hullina behind Bibi feel incomparable.

"Lenna. Go out first." Bibidong waved his hand and seemed to have something more in her eyes and something less.

Hullina sighed with relief and reverently left the parliament hall. It was not until she left the hall that she found that her underwear had been soaked in sweat.

She has been with Bibidong for many years, but she has never seen anyone who dares to look at her in the face of Bibidong. Who is that woman? It looks a lot bigger than myself. But why is the momentum on her so strong? That is not the pressure from the martial arts. It is a kind of strength and majesty from the heart.

Hullina went out, and there were two people in the hall of the Wu Hun Temple. There were two people in Bibidong and Qianxue Snow. Bibidong slowly stood up. Her figure was similar to the thousand-year-old snow in front of her. .

Thousands of snow did not retreat because of the momentum of Bibidong, the face of the light, the eyes even more than the East.

An extremely complicated light flashed from the bottom of Bibidong, suddenly. All her momentum seemed to disappear at this moment, and she sighed and said: "If you fail, you will fail. Everything can be done all over again. We are still in an absolute advantage on the general trend."

Thousands of snow and cold roads: "I did not lose to Tang San, but lost to you. If not you are too hasty. How can I risk to start ahead? Sister - sister -" The last one should be Called. She deliberately lengthened her voice and sounded full of mockery.

"Sister?" The anger flashed from Bibidong's eyes. "Well, you remember. I will call me this way."

Millions of snow snorted, "No, I still call you Pope. In this world, I only have one relative, that is grandfather. Except for Grandpa, any name that is not in the family will not appear in my mouth." You didn't say it, I came to this world is a mistake. He is dead, you also got what you want. But you have to remember. You are you, I am me. Later we are in politics. You I will take care of my elder temple and Douro's temple. From now on, all the elders of the elders have no right to deploy."

"What are you talking about?" Bibidong's gaze became more and more fierce. The powerful atmosphere suddenly condensed into a mass of snow that forced the body to retreat a few steps to stabilize the body. Under the strong momentum of Bibidong, a string of blood came out from the corner of her mouth. But the sneer on her face did not decrease at all.

Seeing the bloodshot flowing from the corner of the millennium, it was a bit more than the East. The body was overwhelmed. Slowly converges.

"Go out. Go see your grandfather. If he agrees with you, I have no opinion." This moment. Bibidong seems to be ten years old. You know, although she is 20 years older than the actual age, she can look at it on the surface, but it is similar.

Millennial snow swept away Bibidong and went out without heading back. The door of the chamber of the hall made a loud noise due to the violent collision. It seems as if they are isolated in two worlds.

Bibi Dong seems to have lost all his strength in an instant, falling into a chair, tears, uncontrollably flowing down the face. Who can imagine that the Iron Pope actually has such a weak side.

The elders.

This is the largest building in the Pope's hall and represents the most powerful force of the entire Wu Hun Temple. Inside the tall dome building, a door is a wide hall. The top of the open space is nearly 30 meters high, surrounded by three floors, each with ten rooms.

In addition to the extremely special circumstances, the first condition that can be accommodated here is that the soul power is above 90, and it has the strength of the title. Here is the true supreme power of Wu Hun Temple, even if it is the Pope, it is subject to its restrictions. In the final analysis, it is the role of strength. If the elders living here are united, it is enough to destroy a city within a day. This is no exaggeration.

At this time, the elders were quiet, even if they were a servant. When the millennium snow entered the huge hall. The pores of the body suddenly shrank. Just in the innermost part of the hall, a giant six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold and up to ten meters in front, stood quietly, facing away from the door, looking up at the statue of pure gold.

From the back, it was a man with a tall figure. But it is not strong, a plain gray robes, black long hair scattered behind the head, combed very neatly.

Standing there, he gave a very strange feeling. The snow with the six-winged angel martial arts felt extraordinarily clear. It seems that the man is the statue of the six-winged angel. There is no difference between the two. It seems that the sunlight shining into the halls around the huge windows is focused on him alone. Although his clothes are so plain. However, he just stood there and gave people a feeling of worship.

"Grandpa." Just standing at the entrance, the millennium snow slammed and fell to the ground. The original cold face could no longer hold the reluctance, tears flowing down the cheeks.

The gray man turned slowly. The special kind of breath suddenly disappeared. It seems that he is only three or forty years old and looks very handsome. There was a slight smile on his face. The calm, faint breath gives a very comfortable feeling. The most bizarre thing is that even if there is a title in this, it is certainly impossible to feel a trace of soul fluctuations from him.

The gray-clothed man took a step lightly, and the next moment he had already arrived in front of the millennium snow. His movement was not fast, but when he came to the front of the millennium snow, the millennium snow had already been put into his arms. I burst into tears.

Stronger people also have a weak side, which is more than Bidong. Why isn’t it so millennial? Pretending to be Xueqing River for more than ten years, the pressure she has suffered and the youth that has passed away are only clear to myself.

"Have you seen her?" The gray man gently groped for the blond hair of the millennium snow.

Millenium snow silently nodded.

The gray man said faintly: "In fact, she is also very painful. After all, it is not her that was wrong at first. Her feelings for you are not as you imagined."

Millennial snow raised her head and looked at the only relatives she had always thought of, "Grandpa. Don't you help me?"

The gray man sighed. "I can't help. Although she has been radical, she has not done anything wrong. She is the identity of the Pope of the Wuhun Temple. Not to mention. In the Wuhun Temple, her influence has exceeded me."

"What?" Millennial snow was shocked, and even the tears that had been flowing in her eyes stopped. "This is impossible."

The gray-clothed man smiled slightly and said: "Xiaoxue, you have to remember that this is a world of weak meat and strong food. Whoever is stronger will have a greater voice, especially in our Wuhun Temple. Her strength is no longer than me, she is still so young. Perhaps, she may become the first person to reach another level in years. Don't say that the two offerings, the three offerings have already supported him. Even if it is me, She will also support her. She will lead Wuhun Temple to go further. What you have to do is to help her, not to be against her. In fact, your talent is far beyond your father, not just from his leave. Your six-winged angel inherits, and at the same time, is the gift that Bibi has inherited to you. In any case, she is your mother after all."

Millions of snow all stayed there, and there was no opening for a long time. The gray-clothed man did not speak, just looked at her quietly and gave her room to think.

At this time, the millennium snow, the face was already bloody, and the light in the eyes flickered. Suddenly, she raised her head and said to the gray man: "Grandpa, I will ask you the last thing."

The gray-haired man’s brow wrinkled, apparently feeling that her mood was somewhat wrong at this time. But he still nodded.

The eyes of the Millennium Snow suddenly solidified, Shen Sheng said: "I want to be the ruling elder of the Wu Hun Temple."

The gray man stunned: "Because the young man who defeated you this time?" The ruling elder is second only to the elders in the temple. Enshrining is not allowed to participate in any action in the Wuhun Temple. The most important responsibility of the elders is to kill all the strongest opponents against the Wuhun Temple.

Thousands of snow nodded. "From now on, I will not interfere with Wu Hun Temple. Also, she is not my mother, not before, not now, not in the future. I will never forgive her." If it weren't for you. I am afraid I have already died in her hands. I only have grandpa and no mother."

......

昊天宗.

The icy mountain wind hits every part of the mountain like a sharp blade. Tang San used the body as a little dance to resist the cold that did not need to resist. Opposite him, the Emperor Tianzong sect, Xiao Tiandou Luo Tang, held his hand and stared at the distant mountains.

With a light dance, Tang San sincerely said: "Uncle, thank you."

This time, it was not smooth to return to Tian Tianzong. After the closure of the Tianzong Mountain Gate. It is to refuse outsiders to enter. Originally, the small dance and the tall Tang Tang could not be brought in, or Tang Xiaoli was in the crowd, and Tang San could bring the two to come here.

Tang Xiao looked at Tang San, and did not hide his appreciation. "No, it is not so much that I helped you. It is better to say that you helped yourself. You left this short time, and the strength has already made a breakthrough. Complete one of the three requirements of the elders, and have a soul ring of 100,000 years at the Soul level. Have you forgotten how the five elders saw your red soul ring?"

When I thought of the five elders who were sluggish, Tang Xiao’s face could not help but reveal a trace of smile.

But Tang San couldn't smile. Looking at the little dance in his arms, he only had sadness in his heart. Although he knows that the soul of the little dance hidden in the soul ring can temporarily return to the body to reunite with himself every day, but these days he still does not allow the little dance to come out as before. The little dance has been revived for his death. Finally, with the opportunity of resurrection, how can he take risks?

"Uncle, the seniors of the building are here to trouble you in the future. Only your hammer can be used to complete the casting. After these pieces of hidden weapons are completed, we have the capital to compete with the Wu Hun Temple."

Tang Xiao nodded and said: "I know. Don't tell other people in Zongmen about your Tangmen. So as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. Speaking of it, it was indeed a sect of Zongmen. Sorry, there are four clan, the future. If you can develop Tangmen well, you can have an account for them."

Tang Sandao: "Uncle, not long ago, I heard that Jiandou Luo mentioned that there is a place in the Wuhun Hall that has reached the 99th level, but he said it is not detailed. Do you know this?"

I heard the words of Tang San. Tang Xiao’s body was shocked, his eyes were full of light, and Tang San clearly saw that Tang Xiao’s double fists had been clenched unconsciously.

"Why don't you know? If it weren't for him, do you think that we would be afraid of the Wushen Temple? If not, who would dare to say that it has the ability to destroy my Tianzong?"

Speaking of this, Tang Xiao violently undulating in front of his chest, can not be calm for a long time.

"You should also know about these things. Since Sword Doo told you about his existence, I must also tell you the gap between the title of Douro. The ninety-nine-level title is Doro. We also have Tianzong once owned. The great offering with Wu Hun Temple was once called the soul of the two kings. It means the insurmountable mountain. The one who is the Emperor of Heaven, my grandfather, your great-grandfather Tang Chen. The old man’s home is the title of the 昊天斗罗. The name of the first door of the heavenly celestial world was also the one that started at that time. The martial arts hall was the great devotion, and it was the ruling elder of the Wuhun Temple. It is the first executioner of the Wuhun Temple. The name is Qiandaoliu. They have tried many times and their strength is between the two. The martial arts owned by Qiandaoliu is the same as the millennium snow you mentioned before. angel."

"That was Zeng Zu?" asked Tang San.

Tang Xiao smiled and said: "I don't know. The strength of your great-grandfather is slightly better than that of a thousand people, but the gap is very small. In the quality of Wuhun, in fact, the six-winged angel is slightly stronger than our hammer, so thousands The road is barely able to compete with your great ancestors. But in the realm, it is always the leader of your great ancestors. About fifty years ago, your great ancestors and thousands of streams have been retired. As the old generation of soul teachers gradually faded, Knowing that they are getting fewer and fewer people. Twenty years ago, your grandfather decided to close the mountain gate, but it was not because Yu Tianzong was afraid of the Wuhun Temple, but because of the Zongmen, there was no town where your great-grandfather was. Otherwise, there will be more powerful members of the Wushen Temple, and they will be able to turn the tide to their level. Even if it is a thousand streams, it is never willing to let the Wuhun Temple and our Tianzong go to war easily."

"Zeng Zuyuan went? Where did the old man go?"

Tang Xiao shook his head and said: "I don't know, no one knows. Before your ancestors left, talked to your grandfather for an hour. Then I drifted away. When your grandfather died, he said to me, you were his ancestors. Going to pursue the higher top. From this point of view, his old man is obviously farther away than the thousand."

Tang San’s heart trembled, “Hundreds of levels become gods?”

Tang Xiao nodded. "No one knows what kind of realm is after the 100th grade. His old man has already left 30 years ago. Of course, outsiders don't know. But if the Wuhun Temple attacks us, we don't have the old man sitting in the town, we are The so-called first door in the world simply does not have the capital to compete with the Wu Hun Temple. Therefore, your grandfather decided to close the mountain gate. This is thirty years. Your old ancestors still have not returned. Only two Possibly, one is that his old man successfully broke through the 100th level and went to another level. The other is that his old man has failed in the 100th level..."

Although Tang Xiao did not say it, Tang San also understood what it means to fail.

"Will the thousand streams still be in the Wuhun Hall?" asked Tang San.

Tang Xiao definitely said: "It must be still. Do you know that when your great ancestors left, they looked like they were only in their thirties. They reached the height of ninety-nine, at least two hundred years old. Your ancestors His old man said that the thousand-way flow is actually a weak person. Although his martial arts is very good, he does not dare to take the risk of death. And as long as he is still there, he will inevitably remain in the Wuhun Temple. He has no matter what the Wushen Temple is, but the prestige is still there. The last generation of the Pope that your father killed is the only one who is a thousand people. Ordinary things may not be easy to participate, but the only son is killed, he again How can you bear it?"

Tang San’s incomprehensible saying: “What is the significance of closing the mountain gate? Isn’t it possible to find a thousand streams?”

Tang Xiao sighed. Dao: "This is the Fukuzawa left by your great ancestors. The mountain we are now in is the place where he last battled with the thousand streams. In that battle, thousands of streams were slightly lost. Promise to your great ancestors, From now on. From him, Wu Hun Temple will never set foot on this mountain, unless one day he can defeat your great ancestors. This is the true meaning of the sect of the sect. Otherwise, even if we close the mountain gate, Wuhun Temple I have already come to the door."

Tang San knows that Tang Xiaoken said this to himself because he showed the soul ring of 100,000 years in front of the elders after he returned. Really got the approval of Zongmen.

"Uncle, take the liberty to ask, how many levels of your soul power?"

Tang Xiao smiled slightly. "I am attacking the level of the 97th level. I don't know if I can reach my grandfather's strength in my lifetime. In fact, your father is the most promising. Just..." When he said it, his eyes could not help but faint. Come down. Self-breaking limbs. Don Juan who gave back the soul. It is never possible to hit the peak of the soul master again.

Tang San’s eyes fluctuated. “When I go back, I will go to see my father and mother first. Then I may leave for a while and go to a stressful place to practice with my partners. It may not come back within a few years. ""

Tang Xiao stunned. "Where are you going to practice? North?"

Tang San shook his head. For Tang Xiao, he had no need to hide. "There is a place called Haishen Island. I don't know if you have heard of it."

"What?" Tang Xiao was shocked and exclaimed. "You are going to Poseidon Island?"

Tang San looked at Tang Xiao with some surprise. "Uncle, do you know where?"

Tang Xiao smiled and said: "How can I not know, I have been to your father and I have sent a letter to your **** Zengzu to the sea **** island owner, the sea **** Douro Posay. Xiao San, that is not a noisy Where to play!"

When Tang Sanyi heard that Tang Xiao had been there, he was overjoyed. The strength of the master was lower after all, and the father and uncle were sending letters. The things they touched were obviously different from those of Wu Hun Temple.

"Uncle, tell me about the situation in Poseidon."

Tang Xiao Shen said: "The place in Haishen Island, even if your great ancestors were in the land, let him three points. It is because of the existence of the sea **** Douro Posey. The strength of Possey and your great ancestors and thousands of streams It is a level. However, he has never been to Haishen Island for half a step, so he is not known. At that time, Wuhun Temple was frustrated in Poseidon Island. Our relationship with Wu Hun Temple is quite harmonious, and thousands of channels are invited. Your great-grandfather went to Poseidon Island to explore. There, they met the sea **** Douro Posayi, three people battle for three days and three nights, leading to the landslide tsunami, do you know the final result?"

Tang San looked at Tang Xiao’s expression and lost his voice: “Don’t you have lost Zengzu and Qiandao?”

Tang Xiao nodded hard. "Yes, your great ancestors and thousands of people lost. With their identity, of course, you can't fight with each other. You won't use wheel battles. Within three days, two people. They played against Possey, but they lost. And they lost no suspense."

Tang San was shocked and said: "Don't you say that Zengzu and Qiandaoliu and Nabosaixi are a strong level?"

Tang Xiao sighed, "But there is the sea **** island. It is the place of the sea **** Douro. When your great ancestors sent me and your father to Poseidon Island, I said that the strength of the sea **** Douro is not the same as him, but also slightly better. Thousands of streams are half-divided, but in Poseidon Island, unless there is a hundred-level powerhouse, no one can defeat him. Because his strength has reached the level where he can dispatch the power of the sea for his own use. With the power of heaven and earth, you Zeng Zu is not an opponent."

With a strong deep breath, it is difficult to hide the sorrowful color in your eyes. The soul teacher is also a human being, and the power of the sea is mobilized by manpower. What a terrible strength! Tang San did not see the sea, but he could imagine the innocent blue. With his current strength, let alone the sea, even if it is a small pool, he can't use it for himself. Strength, this is the real strength.

Tang Xiao looked at the surprise in Tang San’s eyes and continued: “Poseidon Island is actually a beautiful place. There are thousands of sea gods under the seat of the gods. They claim to be children of the sea. And the sea **** Douro is The spokesperson of the sea. Her martial spirit is the sea god. Otherwise, even if Poseidon breaks through the 100th level, it is impossible to mobilize the strength of the sea! Your great ancestors and thousands of streams called him invincible in the water."

"That time, my father and I were on the island of Poseidon in the name of sending a letter. At that time, we were also young and prosperous. When I first went to the island, I had a conflict with the people of Poseidon. It was quite smooth at the beginning, but it can be said. But it was invincible. But later, it encountered setbacks. There are five lords of Posisi, all of them are the title of Douro. At that time, only a lord came. He only used six soul skills, and he reformed my father and I. The skills of these sea spirits are very different from ours. We can often attack with the help of the power of the sea. Fortunately, we just send letters. After seeing the letter of your great ancestors, Posey made a simple question about your great ancestors. The situation is getting out of here."

Tang Sandao: "Listen to the teacher continue to go to the sea **** island to pass the test. If you can pass the test, you will be recognized as a member of the sea **** island. Just can not leave themselves, is it?"

Tang Xiao stunned. "Are you going to pass that test?"

Tang nodded at three o'clock. "Since we want to stay at Poseidon Island, of course we have to pass the test of Poseidon Island. When I plan to have the strength to rush out of Poseidon Island and escape, it is the end of this experience. As long as we can Upon success, the strength will inevitably be greatly improved. Under the pressure of Poseidon, the speed of our cultivation will increase greatly. And the experience of the sea soul teacher will also be of great benefit to us."