From Douluo to nine to five

In the mountain behind Wuhun Palace, a courtyard dedicated to Titled Douluo, a roar came from the courtyard.

Several maids in disheveled clothes hurriedly ran out.

"Who dares to treat my Douluo from the Spirit Hall like this? I will make you pay the price with your blood."

A naked old man stood in the yard and said angrily. His appearance was very similar to the Qianjun Douluo who had just died.

Titled Douluo is definitely not a human being. There are special soundproofing methods inside and outside these courtyards, so not many people know the anger of this powerful Douluo.

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"Tell me how long it will take Qianjun Douluo to get rid of Prison God Douluo."

A soul saint was quite familiar with Qianjun Douluo and knew that Qianjun Douluo had the ability to move quickly. Even though he had just been thrown down, he still said firmly.

"I'm afraid that Prison God Douluo will come back soon. After all, his opponent is Qianjun Douluo."

Snow Douluo looked at the commotion among the people below, with a bit more worry in his eyes.

Everyone knew about the abilities of Prison God Douluo, but he always felt that something bad would happen. Even if the opponent was Qianjun Douluo, he could not dispel the haze in his heart at this time.

After Tang Tian took care of this guy, he knew that the gap between him and Douluo Palace had been forged.

This was not the time to think about this matter. He immediately used Breath of the Sea and his whole body turned into a wisp of water vapor and moved rapidly.

The whole person appeared directly in front of Snow Douluo. Snow Douluo looked at the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him and quickly took a few steps back.

His eyes were fixed, and he looked at Tang Tian, ​​or to be precise, at Tang Tian's right hand. A piece of delicate soul bone was suspended in his palm.

Snow Douluo couldn't help but tremble. The reason why they dared to appear here was because they were sure that Tang Tian did not dare to deal with the people of Douluo Hall at will.

But what happened at this time was far beyond what they had originally discussed, and even he had to be afraid.

"You actually killed Qianjun Douluo. Prison God Douluo, just wait until you are punished by the Douluo Palace."

There was no trace of worry in Tang Tian's eyes, and the contemptuous look in his eyes made him take four or five steps back.

Others couldn't tell who this soul bone belonged to, but they could make a rough guess. When they also learned about this, their eyes changed when they looked at him.

Not worried but happy. If something like this happens now, Qian Daoliu will definitely take action to deal with him. Let's see how he responds.

"Prison God Douluo be obedient, otherwise everyone will know what happened today."

But before the Soul Saint finished speaking, Tang Tian's big hand had already been stretched out. The Soul Saint quickly resisted, summoning all his soul power to resist this hand.

But although the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King did not give it the third martial spirit, the increase it brought to him was no less than the third martial spirit.

The powerful body remained motionless amid the opponent's soul skills, and was firmly held in Tang Tian's palm.

"What did I just say?"

"You really want everyone to know about this."

Seeing that the other party dared to threaten him, Tang Tian was not polite. He slowly applied force with his palms, but it was useless for the guy to resist, so he was strangled to death.

When everyone saw this scene, they all opened their mouths, what kind of power is this.

"Run away!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone dispersed and fled in all directions.

They were sure that no matter how perverted Tang Tian was, he would not be able to chase so many people at the same time.

And they also knew very well that any resistance in front of Tang Tian would be of no use, and escape was the only hope of leaving.

"These guys are so determined, will I let some of them go?"

Tang Tian summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and swung it casually. The black thunder and lightning enveloped the Clear Sky Hammer and flew towards the several Soul Saints with golden divine power.

In an instant, several soul saints had disappeared in the air.

Seizing this opportunity, several other people had already flown several thousand meters away.

Tang Tian chuckled lightly, the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass emerged, and countless vines gathered together with his thoughts, forming a spear of gold and silver.

Red light flashed on the blue silver grass, one throwing spear still disappeared, and then six identical throwing spears appeared in the void.

The first soul skill of Lan Yincao's tenth soul ring, Virtual Reality Simulation, can simulate everything on his body; the second soul skill of the tenth soul ring: Virtual Reality Conversion, spends several times the soul power to make the things he simulates, Infinitely close to reality.

After Tang Tian broke through to the god level, this ability advanced to something similar to the ability to create out of thin air, but now he can only create soul skills and the like. If he wants to truly create, he may only be able to do it by becoming a god king.

The spear drew six white lines in the void and passed through the remaining people.

Like a candied haws of ice, it was brought to Tang Tian.

Due to his deliberate efforts, several people did not die. The price was to be strung together in such a shameful way.

Several people had also seen the blow just now, and the guy who was beaten didn't even leave any residue for them. At this time, they were terrified, fearing that Tang Tian would do such a thing.

"Enough playing games, it's time for you to take a stand."

Tang Tian said playfully, as if he was talking about something not very important.

Hearing Tang Tian's tone, no one felt happy at all. They knew very well that they and others were almost faced with such a thing.

"We are willing to bow our heads and obey the Lord Prison God's orders."

"Prison God, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again."

"Please forgive me, Lord Prison God."

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When the soldiers below saw such a scene, they couldn't help but open their mouths. These soul masters, who usually have their eyes high above their heads, were crying in front of another person. So what is the strength of this guy?

They were already racking their brains just thinking about the strength of a few soul master masters, and the strength of this soul master that made others beg for mercy was beyond their imagination.

"Hey, isn't this Snow Douluo? I really didn't think about it and you didn't hide away either."

Unlike other people who were strung together in two or three, Tang Tian gave this titled Douluo a lot of preferential treatment, including methods such as banning soul power.

"I was wrong, Your Majesty the God of Prison."

"what?"

Tang Tian put his hands to his ears, pretending not to hear, and looked at the man in front of him in confusion.

Snow Douluo knew that he did it on purpose, but he was so unwilling in his heart that he had no choice but to lower his head and speak loudly.

"I was wrong, Your Majesty the God of Prison! Whether life or death is decided by you."

Tang Tian nodded with satisfaction. As a loser, his attitude was quite correct and his performance was pretty good.

He patted Snow Douluo on the head and said with a smile.

"Be good and don't run away, do you understand?"

"understand!"

Are you kidding? Don't go looking for death while you have a chance to live.

A reminder appeared in Tang Tian's mind.

"Ding, the system prompts that the task has been completed and the task rewards have been distributed."

"Congratulations on getting the mission reward, the seed of the scepter of life, the power of cultivation for ten thousand years, the right arm bone of the azure bull python x1"