Douluo: Golden Cudgel in the left hand and Pangu Ax in the right hand

"Old orangutan, didn't you say you had good news to tell me? Now that I've drunk wine, isn't it time to tell me?"

After a few sips of wine, Niu Gao couldn't contain his curiosity and asked.

Tai Tan laughed and said, "I thought you could hold it in and not ask."

"Rolling, rolling, grinding!" Niu Gao said angrily.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Tai Tan smiled, then looked at Mo Lang respectfully and said, "This is my master, he wants to establish his own sect.

When asked if I have any suitable candidates, the first thing I think of is our old brothers! "

"Owner?!"

Although Niu Gao had already guessed, the identity of the young man in front of him was not simple.

But he never thought that his old brother would actually call him master!

Seeing that the other party looks like an aristocratic young master, could it be that his old brother sold his dignity for money? !

He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Old orangutan, I think you have lived a long time in a dog's belly? How old is he? How old are you? You actually called a young boy master? What if the good news you said was for me? If you regard this boy as your master, then get out of here!"

"not like this……"

"I thought the leader of the Yu clan was a reasonable person, but unexpectedly he turned out to be an old man who judges people by their appearance."

Just as Tai Tan was about to explain, Mo Lang stood up.

He originally wanted to reason with him and move him emotionally, but the other party looked down on him at all, so he realized that he was wrong.

In this world, only by showing true strength can one have the right to speak!

"Boy, who do you think is an old antique?!"

Niu Gao was always a good-faced person, but now he was called Old Antique by a young boy. He immediately became angry. He slapped the table and stood up, glaring angrily. His eyes were as wide as copper bells. As a Contra, his aura was also... Press on Mo Lang!

"Old Rhino, what are you doing? Master, he is a peak Ultimate Douluo!"

Tai Tan on the side saw something was wrong and immediately told Mo Lang's strength.

He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't expect that the old rhino's temper was like toilet stones, smelly and hard.

"Haha, old gorilla, I thought I was wrong about the person. What benefits has this kid given you? In order to make me recognize him as my master, are you able to tell such lies?"

Niu Gao glanced at Tai Tan coldly and said, "Do you really think I am a three-year-old child? Is it so easy to deceive?"

"It's true that I'm not a peak Ultimate Douluo, but I can suppress you with just one hand. In other words, even if all the patriarchs of your four single-attribute families are here, I can still suppress you alone!"

Mo Lang's soul power surged, and he showed seven soul rings, four black and three red, behind him. He looked like a god coming to the world, and his eyes were as bright as a divine sword!

"You are a little soul saint... Damn it! How could the color of your soul ring be... how is this possible!?"

Niu Gao wanted to mock Mo Lang for being just a soul saint, but when he saw the color of Mo Lang's soul ring, he lost his composure and his eyes bulged out.

This time it was embarrassing.

The opponent's soul power seems to be stronger than his own!

I met a teenage soul saint who had four thousand-year soul rings and three hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

What to do now?

Waiting online.

urgent!

"A little soul saint speaks so loudly, aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue?"

"That's it, so what if your spirit ring is of a special year? Although our four major single attributes are not strong in single combat, but together, so what if you are a real Titled Douluo!"

At this time, two figures walked in from outside the door.

The one who spoke in front was a slender old man with long snow-white hair hanging down behind him. This man was none other than the eighty-two-level Contra, and he was also the leader of the Min Clan—Bai He!

The other person had a similar figure to Bai He, but was a head taller than Bai He. His expression was gloomy, his eyes were sinister, and he stared at Mo Lang with an unkind expression.

Mo Lang recognized this person at a glance. He was Yang Wudi, the leader of the Po clan!

"Old bird, old goat, you came just in time. The old orangutan actually regards such a boy as his master, and wants to drag the three of us together. Do you think he is going back as he gets older?"

Seeing Bai He and Yang Wudi coming, Niu Gao, who was initially a little wary of Mo Lang's shocking soul ring combination, immediately smiled on his face.

He may not be a match for this kid on his own, but with the help of the old bird and the old goat, he is absolutely confident that he can win against him!

"Since we are all here, let's go together, lest I, a teenager, bully you, an old man of several decades!"

When Mo Lang saw Bai He and Yang Wudi coming, he not only didn't panic, but showed excitement.

Just catch them all in one go.

"???"

Niu Gao almost laughed angrily after listening to Mo Lang's words.

God fucking bullied me, an old man of several decades!

I am the patriarch of the royal clan!

Level 82 Contra!

Is it something that ordinary old people can compare to?

You kid is too crazy!

The Titan on the side also felt dumbfounded when he saw his master's mouth.

I've been on the road for more than ten days.

He thinks everything is good about his master.

You need money, you need strength, you need to be handsome, you know a lot, and you need to be generous to your own people.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was his master's mouth.

You are such a good master, why do you have to open your mouth?

What surprised and worried him was that his master was not a peak titled Douluo, but a Soul Saint.

Even though the combination of soul rings was unprecedented, he was not optimistic about fighting the three old orangutans alone.

As an old brother for many years, he knows very well the combat power of a single attribute gathered together, which is quite terrifying!

"Boy, do you mean you want to fight the four of us alone?"

Yang Wudi looked at Mo Lang coldly. This was the first time he had seen such an arrogant young man.

"Yes, since I want to conquer you, how can I make you surrender willingly if I don't show some strength?" Mo Lang nodded.

I haven't done anything for more than ten days, and my hands are itchy.

"It's a good thing for young people to be confident, but being overconfident is arrogance!" Bai He stared at Mo Lang and said coldly.

"Whether you are confident or arrogant, won't you know if you give it a try? If I win, how about you regard me as your master and join my Pangu Sect?"

"What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will give each of the three of you five hundred thousand gold soul coins to each of you!"

The void ring in Mo Lang's hand flashed, and four black cards appeared in his hand. The black cards, like the previous red cards, were similar to bank cards.

There is an amount of 500,000 gold soul coins on it!

He knew that each of the four single-attribute families was poorer than the last, especially the Min family. In the novel, one hundred gold soul coins were their entire family property.

Now two million gold soul coins are enough to make their hearts flutter!

Sure enough, after seeing the black card marked with 500,000 gold soul coins in Mo Lang's hand, the three of them all showed fiery gazes in their eyes.

Especially the poorest Bai He, his eyes are glowing green.

He said impatiently: "Since you want to give us money, we will accept it without mercy!"