Chapter 230: Tang Mengde's ridicule

"Haha, this person who was killed must be the sharp-final Douluo Jedi with level 95 combat power, right?"

"I remember he is as famous as the Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect."

"I didn't expect to die like this. Tsk, I really feel worthless for your Spirit Hall."

you...

This kid...

I'm going to kill you!

Facing Don Mengde's sarcasm.

Those powerful people in the Wuhun Hall who had a good personal relationship with Ruifeng Douluo Jedi also rushed to attack Tang Mengde's position without waiting for the Qian Daoliu's orders.

These are all cruel characters who stomp their feet and shake three times outside, but in Tang Mengde's eyes, they are like wild dogs who can only walk on the roadside!

"Kill him!"

I don’t know who suddenly yelled and looked at the many powerful martial soul hall powerhouses.

Tang Mengde, who did not feel a trace of horror, suddenly a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Qiandaoliu, today I will let you, the old guy, clearly understand what despair is!"

Tang Mengde's expression was cold, and the aura burst out from his whole body made the thousand-daglift's eyes instantly startle from solemnity!

"How is this possible! How could you be level 99!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes were covered with bloodshot. Now he has long lost the patience of being sure to win before.

On the contrary, when he noticed that Tang Mengde's aura gradually became terrifying, and even had an aura that would overshadow him.

He is ready to take action immediately, not asking for killing, but asking for stopping!

However, it was too late to take action at this time!

"The straw dogs in the Martial Soul Hall!"

"You can die in my move! You are so proud!"

boom!!!

The blood-colored soul ring shattered with the shining bang.

The powerful people in the Martial Soul Palace whose colors were changing, their expressions were extremely frightened!

I saw an extremely dazzling light appearing in vain.

It only makes people feel like they are about to be torn apart.

The extremely rampant powers of the Martial Soul Hall finally paid an extremely irreparable price!

-No!

Qian Daoliu looked shocked, and with a ferocious face, he felt that his whole body was about to be torn apart by the strong light.

Rumble.

A hundred miles acres of razed to the ground.

Even the Master of Martial Soul Hall was affected by this battle and trembled.

And in the Wuhun Hall, several old men who were working in the work suddenly heard the sound of the explosion.

Immediately afterwards, the jade plaques that were hung on the wall began to burst.

Those people's eyes were very shocked, and when an old man with a shocked face noticed that the jade plaque in the front line also had cracks. His expression could be said to be extremely exciting!

"How is this possible! Even the Judgment Elder Daoliu, who has a soul power of up to level 99, was seriously injured!?"

"What the hell is going on? Who can even hurt Qiandaoliu!?"

"Is it Tang Chen, the Haotian Sect?? This is impossible! Hasn't he been missing for many years?!"

"I think I should know who it is..."

And when these elders frowned and looked shocked.

As the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was worshipped by the Second Spirit Hall, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind!

"Who is it!"

"Tang Mengde, son of Haotianzong Tang Chen!"

Don Mengde!

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Put aside the doubts of these worshippers in the Martial Spirit Hall.

The scene of razing the area to the ground is still terrifying.

Tang Mengde, who used this killing move, is not having a good time now.

Although the blood on his face was a little bit white, the aura released from his body was still not underestimated!

tread!

Tang Mengde looked cold and stepped forward to Qiandao Liu, who had only the remains.

Looking at the thousands of streams of life that are constantly passing by.

Tang Mengde, who raised the Haotian Divine Hammer in his hand, suddenly stopped his movements.

"What's your trick?"

Qian Daoliu's pupils were scattered and he had no trace of blood in his body, and he would suddenly die in one second.

"Haha, my name is the mystery of the Great Sumeru Hammer!"

The mystery of the Great Sumeru Hammer?

The mystery of the Great Sumeru Hammer!

Could it be that the secret ring explosion technique that can only be practiced by your disciples of Haotian Sect who are extremely talented!!

"That's right, so I don't think you will feel humiliated if you can die in this move."

"Die with peace of mind, the angel you serve throughout your life has not appeared even when you are on the verge of death."

"But I will accept the Spirit Hall you have built with great effort."

you!

Qian Daoliu dragged his remaining body to explode.

But Tang Mengde, who had already held up the Haotian Divine Hammer, would not give him this opportunity?

With the Haotian Divine Hammer in his hand, it fell down with a bang.

The extremely bloody scene made the two women who were confused throughout the whole process come to their senses instantly!

Looking at the mess in front of me, only Bibidong and Hu Liena were screaming.

As women, how can they easily bear the depression brought by this?

After a moment, Tang Mengde, who felt uncomfortable all over, put away the Haotian Divine Hammer.

When he came to Bibidong and the others, he saw a bitterness on Tang Mengde's face, and he fell in front of Bibidong in an instant.

Bibidong hurriedly reached out to help him, hugging the young man who saved him at all costs.

In addition to being moved, all she left was that she hoped that he could live well.

Although all the powerful people in the Spirit Hall who participated in this battle were killed, the powerful people in the Spirit Hall who did not participate in the Spirit Hall who were still alive.

Although the battle of the Spirit Hall was indeed severely damaged by vitality, the Pope who was responsible for taking over the Spirit Hall next chose to accept it by another person.

After the fourth day of this battle, it was noon.

In the conference hall of the Spirit Hall, the worshipers of the Spirit Hall who were forced to attend, as well as some elders.

Their faces are so ugly.

"How about it?"

"Who else do you want to refute the new pope of the Spirit Hall that I mentioned?"

Just when those people's expressions are very ugly.

A young man with sharp eyes and a good temperament, and his every move was natural, was talking with a smile on his lips.

But all the powerful people in the Martial Spirit Hall who listened to the young man remained silent.

Faced with the silence of these people, Tang Mengde, who walked to one of the old men, asked softly to him: "Second worship, are you wrong to say that I let Bibidong become the new pope of your Wuhun Hall?"

...

The second priest of the Wuhun Palace looked extremely ugly, although he wanted to remain silent.

But the power from Tang Mengde's palm made his shoulders feel a faint pain.
To be continued...