Douluo's giant

There is a clearing in the forest, not far from the simple wooden house.

The two Douluo, Ju Gui, turned around, looked at the huge clenched fist burning with fire in the distant sky, and looked at each other.

"His Majesty the Pope, he...should be able to handle it."

Logically speaking, as the Pope's guards, although they could not see the situation and did not know who attacked the Pope, they should just run back and protect the Pope's safety as soon as they heard the noise. But... .....They agreed to Bibi Dong.......

"His Majesty said that we should capture Tang Hao and the others first..."

Seeing the two Juguis standing still, a Contra behind them suggested something.

Juhuaguan glanced down at him, nodded, and said, "Okay."

After a simple exchange, the group of people walked forward, and the two Douluo's wires were released, bombarding the simple wooden house. The wooden house shook violently, as if it would be shattered in the next second.

"Tang Hao, you can't run away anymore, so you better just surrender and capture him!"

Ju Douluo took a few steps forward and shouted loudly.

The wooden house was still shaking, and no one responded to him. A look of anger appeared on Juhuaguan's face. He raised his hand and pointed forward. Thousands of bright yellow chrysanthemums floated out of the void above his head, and the chrysanthemums all over the sky rotated forward in synchronization. The fluttering, from slow to rapid, finally, one petal after another separated from the flower body, turned into an overwhelming rain of petals, covering the entire wooden house.

But Huayu did not touch the wooden house. When it was about to approach, the ground around the wooden house suddenly shook, and large tracts of golden blue silver grass grew out of the ground, growing crazily, lengthening, twisting and weaving, forming a giant insect. The cocoon wraps the wooden house.

The petals hit the blue silver grass cocoon, making a clanging sound like metal collision.

Seeing this, Juhuaguan frowned slightly, waved his hand and said to the people behind him: "Spread out, surround the house, and see how long they can shrink."

The seven Contras immediately set off and surrounded the Blue Silver Grass Cocoon from seven different directions.

Ghost Douluo walked to Juhuaguan and asked, "Can it be broken?"

Juhuaguan glanced at him and whispered: "How is it possible? It's just that if we break this open now and catch the people inside, we won't be depriving His Majesty of his credit. In addition, the saint often invites us as guests recently. Your Majesty already has a lot of opinions on us. We have no intention of taking sides in the fight between His Majesty and the Saint, so we should be smart and not get involved in trivial matters."

Ghost Douluo understood what was said, nodded his head, then took a few steps back and stopped talking, and everyone waited quietly.

When the morning light broke through the night, the soft drizzle stopped.

The blue silver grass cocoon wrapping the house suddenly shook and spread apart, as if all vitality had been sucked out. All the blue silver grass withered and turned yellow, and finally fell limply to the ground, and not only the huge blue silver grass wrapping the house Grass and various plants next to the house are also deeply affected. Trees die and flowers and plants wither.

For a moment, this place was like a dead place, silent and desolate.

Looking at the strange changes in this scene, everyone couldn't help but feel wary. The seven Contras surrounding the house turned to look at Juhuaguan.

After Juhuaguan gestured for them to disperse, he took a few steps forward and waved his arm. Countless chrysanthemum petals swirled and fluttered around him, and finally gathered in his hand to form a spear.

A bit of cold light turned into several sharp spear flowers. After a buzzing sound, the spear escaped from Juhuaguan's hand and stabbed towards the dilapidated house with cracks on the wall.

The wooden wall was unable to resist and a large hole was opened, and the spear continued to fly in.

But just as the gun body flew halfway in, it suddenly stopped in the air, unable to take a step closer, and then retreated outside.

Tang Hao walked slowly out of the hole in the wall. He held the spear that was thrust in front of him in one hand and dragged a gray-blue cloth bag with the other. His eyes were swollen and red, and an eye mark still remained on his cheek.

When he saw the people gathered outside, his body shook, and his expression changed greatly. A vast and violent aura exploded from his body. Strong winds blew from all directions. Those under the title Douluo could not stand at all. He stopped on his heels and staggered this way and that, in a state of embarrassment.

Juhuaguan stared wide-eyed and said in shock: "Title Douluo!!! You have become a Title Douluo!"

Tang Hao looked at him and smiled. There was no joy in that smile, but only unspeakable sadness.

"Yes, I actually became a Titled Douluo!"

There is only one level difference between a Titled Douluo and a level 89 Contra, but this level is a huge threshold. Nine of the ten Contras have been trapped in front of this threshold for their entire lives.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they would be ecstatic after crossing this hurdle and wishing they could share their joy with the whole world.

But Tang Hao was not happy because the price was too high!It's so big that he can't even react now, and it's so big that he would rather everything that happens is fake and an illusion.

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and held back the tears that wanted to flow out. He took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time to cry. The most important thing was that the only way to break out with the child in his arms was to take him with him. Only by breaking out can Ah Yin's efforts be paid off, which is what he promised.

Men can't break their promises!

Tang Hao raised his head, his aura became stronger, and the pressure on the people around him became heavier. He moved the blue-gray bundle on his chest to his back, tied it tightly, and tightened the arm holding the spear, and the spear instantly It exploded and turned into countless chrysanthemum petals, falling into the ground and disappearing.

"Step aside!"

With a gloomy expression on his face, he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, with a wild murderous aura on his body, just like Shura in this world, unstoppable, killing people when others block him, and killing Buddha when he blocks Buddhas.

Juhuaguan looked at the nine-round soul ring floating out beside him, and especially noticed the bright red soul ring, and mocked in a cold voice: "I thought you, Tang Hao, were a man who values ​​love and justice, but I didn't expect that. Even in times of desperation, he still chose the path of self-interest.”

"However, even though you killed your wife and absorbed her soul ring, you still can't leave. At least you have to wait for the Pope to arrive before making a decision."

"you wanna die!"

Juhuaguan's words touched Tang Hao's bottom line, causing his suppressed anger to completely burst out. Tang Hao roared angrily and disappeared from the place.

When he reappeared, he jumped into the air, raised his arms high, and the Clear Sky Hammer had grown to a size of about ten meters, and suddenly hit the Juhua Pass.

Juhuaguan looked solemn, and moved his hand gracefully. Hundreds of black shadows broke out from the ground. They were chrysanthemums, with their roots and leaves coiled up in front of him to form a large vine wall shield.

The Clear Sky Hammer hit the shield, making a heart-depressing muffled sound.

At this time, Ghost Douluo disappeared behind Juhuaguan. He appeared behind Tang Hao, stretched out a sharp claw wrapped in black mist, and grabbed the baggage behind him. A red light flashed in the corner of Tang Hao's eyes, and he swung his hammer. He turned around, dodged the black claw, and threw it at him.

The hammer landed on the figure unstoppably, but Ghost Douluo had already left, and the hammer only dispersed a cloud of black mist.

And over there, Juhuaguan changed his moves again. He spread his arms, and yellow light flashed on his body. The yellow light spread out and fell to the ground like rain. On the ground, in a moment, chrysanthemums kept appearing and turned into flowers in an instant. A piece of sea.

When Tang Hao saw this, his face was startled. He raised the hammer high, getting bigger, and then bigger again. When the hammer reached a hundred meters, he swung it down again. At the same time, a burst of black light shone from his body, and a huge mountain peak appeared. The pressure dropped like falling, causing the chrysanthemum below to bend down and lower its head.

Ju Huaguan's expression did not change, and he moved his fingers, and the chrysanthemum petals on the ground broke away from the buds, spinning and converging into a big yellow whirlwind, sweeping everything, and blasting towards Tang Hao's giant hammer against the gravity of Tang Hao's descent.

Every petal in the yellow whirlwind is like a sharp blade. When it comes into contact with the giant hammer, sparks will continue to burst out, and the clanging sound will continue.

But the giant hammer was powerful enough to crush mountains. The yellow whirlwind only resisted for a short time before being compressed downwards, getting smaller and smaller.

Seeing that the whirlwind was about to be crushed, a smile flashed across Juhuaguan's face, and his other free hand moved in the dark. Suddenly, the chrysanthemums on the ground that had lost their petals grew crazily. At the same time, toward Haotian, The hammers were tied, one by one, one around the other, layer upon layer, interlocking with each other, and twisted into hundreds of ropes to tie up the Haotian Hammer tightly and fix it in place.

Tang Hao was shocked, knowing that he had been deceived, so he was about to take back his soul power and disperse his martial spirit. Suddenly, Ghost Douluo appeared from the side again, two black fog claws poked out, and one pointed directly at the package behind his back. , one attack at his throat, the angle was so tricky, the timing was so exquisite, if it weren't for his opponent, Tang Hao would be willing to applaud him.

But unfortunately, they were the opponents, and he was the one being attacked. Tang Hao could only grit his teeth and glare at the ghosts. A black soul ring shone beside him, and a layer of black light film spread out from his body, covering the two The claws are isolated.

For a moment, the scene froze.

The Juhua Pass restrained Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer, preventing him from moving, while the ghosts got close and forced Tang Hao to release his defensive soul skills, making him unable to withdraw his martial soul, otherwise he would be seriously injured.

Tang Hao was secretly desperate, gritting his teeth and glaring at Juhuaguan. When he saw a proud smile on his lips, his mood became even worse. He knew that he might really not be able to leave this time.

"How to do."

He asked himself this in his mind.

Over there, Juhuaguan looked at Tang Hao who was fixed with satisfaction, and glanced in the direction where he had just seen the giant hand. The giant hand had disappeared at some point. He thought that the battle on the Pope's side should be over, so he said to the side Several Contras who were watching shouted: "Go one of you and find His Majesty."

"Yes!"

A Contra with white wings flapping behind his back nodded in response, then flapped his wings and flew upward, towards the direction where the giant hand appeared just now.

But the next second, under everyone's eyes, the Contra suddenly screamed, his body fell out of control and hit the ground.

When the dust cleared, everyone saw that Contra was nailed to the ground, with a stick stuck in his abdomen. It was five or six meters long, as thick as a baby's forearm. His whole body was pure white, with white feathers on his tail, exuding a sacred aura. There are also arrows wrapped in golden flames.