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Chen Feng also smiled when he saw this figure. His bet was right. He knew that Tang Hao had been following Tang San but never showed up. If he came to Wuhun City to participate in the competition, he would definitely come. Chen Feng was betting on this. .

It was a middle-aged man, who looked to be in his fifties. He was tall and burly, but his appearance was unflattering.

The torn robe was worn on the body, without even a patch on it, revealing the bronze skin underneath. The originally regular facial features were covered with a layer of waxy yellow, with a sleepy look, and the hair was as messy as a bird's nest. The beard on his face has not been trimmed for an unknown number of days.

Seeing this person, Tang San, who had always been strong, seemed to have collapsed in half. The tears that he had not shed even when he decided to die with Xiao Wu finally overflowed his eyes, and two difficult words slowly came out of his mouth.

"dad."

Tang San choked up and said, he hadn't seen his father for a long time.

Yes, it was Tang San's father, Tang Hao who had been away from him for more than eight years.Compared with before leaving, Tang Hao at this time only looks a little older, and there is no change in other places.And right behind him, a huge black hammer floated out of thin air.

"Tang Hao."

The person who snorted was none other than Pope Bibi Dong. A huge golden light quietly rose from behind her, and nine brilliant soul rings rose instantly. The huge pressure pressed on Tang Hao in just an instant.

The expressions of the people present changed. Although they had already guessed that the Pope should have cultivated to the level of a titled Douluo, they never imagined that the Pope would be so powerful.

What is even more frightening is the nine spirit rings on the Pope.Two yellows, two purples, four blacks, and one red.

If the first eight spirit rings weren't too surprising, then the last spirit ring shining with crystal red light was enough to shock everyone present, including Title Douluo.

The red soul ring represents the supreme existence of all soul rings. It is a -year-old soul ring that can only appear on a -year-old soul beast!

In the world of soul masters, a hundred thousand year soul ring has always had the reputation of being the most precious treasure. That's no joke. If a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast is hunted, in addition to its hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring, it will inevitably drop a soul bone. The two merge into one, and if they are absorbed by a Contra-level strongman, then this Contra will evolve into a titled Douluo. The strength will far exceed that of Tongji.

A hundred thousand year soul ring sounds like it is only one level different from a ten thousand year soul ring, but all titled Douluo know how huge the gap between the two is. A soul beast that has reached a hundred thousand year soul ring can be said to have truly become a spirit. Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you are only one step away from breaking through the air. Their status in the soul beast world is like Titled Douluo's status among soul masters.

There are definitely not many titled Douluo on the entire continent, no more than twenty, but there are only a few who have a hundred thousand year soul ring. A hundred thousand year soul beast is too rare and too powerful. If it weren't for a team with absolute strength to capture it, and with a certain amount of luck, it would be impossible to obtain it.

At this time, Ghost Douluo and Cardinal retreated to the Pope's side respectively. The soul powers of several powerful men were unleashed, and the extremely huge pressure caused the surrounding soul masters to retreat in panic.

"You, Wuhun Palace, still want to stop me?"

Tang Hao smiled indifferently, there was a special aura about him, as if it didn't matter if there were thousands of troops in front of him.

Soul rings rose slowly from Tang Hao's feet one after another. The speed of the rising of the spirit rings was not fast, but with the appearance of each spirit ring, Tang Hao standing there became more and more dignified.The three huge pressures in front of him were suppressed back by the increasingly concentrated aura on his body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

The nine soul rings that appeared on Tang Hao were exactly the same as those on Pope Bibi Dong. The last soul ring on his body was also a hundred thousand years old.

Even though the soul rings are the same, at this moment, Tang Hao's aura is incomparable even to Pope Bibi Dong.

Grandmaster has always been proud, but now he looked at Tang Hao who was not far away, with only respect in his eyes.In the world of soul masters, Tang Hao is his only idol, before and now.How dignified it is to stand in front of the Pope's palace and challenge the three Titled Douluo headed by the Pope by one person?

"Seven titled Douluo, the Spirit Hall is indeed worthy of the Spirit Hall. Unfortunately, even if there are seven of you, so what? See clearly, this is the real Haotian avatar."

Tang Hao looked at the people in Wuhun Palace and said.

Tang San perked up. Tang Hao's last words were obviously meant for him. He was the only one here who had the spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer.

The seventh soul ring shone, and the huge black Clear Sky Hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly bloomed. Intense black light surged, and the huge Clear Sky Hammer stretched into the wind, and it turned into a hundred meters away. The huge hammer head, with red stripes like a hill, emerged from the huge Clear Sky Hammer. The hundred thousand year red soul ring on Tang Hao's body suddenly lit up, and the black giant hammer suddenly turned red.

The -meter-long giant hammer suddenly descended in the air, not towards the three Titled Douluo in front of them, but directly towards the Pope's Palace behind them.

"Tang Hao, don't be too presumptuous, this is the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong said angrily.

She faced the giant hammer in the air. At the same time, six other figures shot out from the Pope's Palace. A total of seven figures faced the giant hammer in the air at the same time.

Boom——Blank, the soul masters below level fell into a blank in the middle of their minds, and fainted to the ground in the indescribable violent roar. The loud noise, like a divine punishment, made the entire Wuhun City tremble violently.

Chen Feng relied on his strong physical fitness and high mental strength to persevere. Tang San also practiced the Purple Demon Eye and could barely see something.

The seven figures flying in the air were smashed down at the same time, and the giant hammer in the air disappeared.

Tang Hao raised his head to the sky and touched a mouthful of blood, looking at Wuhun Palace resentfully.

"What Wuhun Palace owes me must be paid back sooner or later."

Tang Hao laughed wildly.

"Senior Tang Hao, drink this and restore your soul power. I have ten more bottles here, all for you."

Chen Feng said suddenly and threw ten bottles of holy water to Tang Hao. When Tang Hao saw what Chen Feng was holding, his eyes lit up and he quickly caught it.

"Who exactly are you?"

Bibi Dong looked at Chen Feng in surprise. Even their Wuhun Palace would not waste holy water like this. The value was too high. It was completely priceless and difficult to buy. Chen Feng just threw it away casually. Ten bottles were produced.

"Thank you, little friend. Wuhun Palace, it seems it won't be that simple today."

Tang Hao smiled and looked at Wuhun Palace