The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Boom!

Suddenly thunder flames fell from the sky and fell into the palace. In an instant, the entire palace exploded and became a ruin.

Thick smoke showed the horror of this catastrophe.

"This is the Tianyun Sect. Three hundred years ago, it suffered a terrible disaster and was almost destroyed. The disciples and elders of the sect were killed and injured countless times, and only a dozen people escaped with their lives."

Tang San turned around and saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robes looking at him. Tang San immediately tensed up and looked at the middle-aged man carefully.

With his perception, he didn't notice the other party's existence, and even if he stood in front of him, he couldn't sense the depth of his realm.

The man in Taoist robes smiled and said: "You don't need to panic. I just want to tell you that there are very few people who have entered the secret room. After entering the secret room and then painting inside, you are the only one for hundreds of years."

"This is your chance." The Taoist-robed man smiled, waved his sleeves fiercely, and pointed at Tang San's heavenly spirit.

Tang San felt countless rays of spiritual light rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness, which suddenly became chaotic, making him feel drowsy.

When he woke up again, he only heard a loud laugh: "Whenever you are desperate, you can come to my Tianyun Sect."

At the same time, in a main hall, the middle-aged man in Taoist robes who was sitting high laughed and praised: "Not bad, not bad."

He looked down at an old man and said, "Elder Zheng, in four months our sect will start recruiting new members, right?"

Hearing this, the old man nodded in agreement, and the middle-aged man waved his hand and said: "This recruitment must be well prepared, because our Tianyun Sect will welcome an unparalleled genius!"

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In the painting, Tang San seemed to feel something. He groped around all over his body, and then found a golden token. The token was shining with golden light, with the sky and clouds painted on one side and a large word "order" engraved on the other.

"What a fine carving." Tang San stroked the token and admired it endlessly.

With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this token was made from three powers: "spiritual power, soul power, and spiritual consciousness and heart fire." No words were enough to describe its exquisiteness.

Tang San played with the tokens for a few times, then pretended to be filled with joy, and with a thought, he flew out of the painting.

When the man in sackcloth saw Tang San coming out, he was so excited that he was speechless. Before that, he was the only one here who knew the benefits of entering the painting, but after Tang San entered, he would naturally get great opportunities.

The man in sackcloth was not in a position to ask more questions, and just said: "The opportunity has been obtained, and the good fortune will be overwhelming. From now on, this place will fall into silence again. While there is still some time, you can meditate on the good fortune you have gained in Tianyun Mountain here. After you go out, you will be able to understand the good fortune. There are a lot of troubles waiting for you to solve!"

After saying that, the man in linen clothes took out a jade bottle and handed it to Tang San, saying: "I see that your aura is strong and your body has the strength of a tiger. You must have practiced techniques related to tiger beasts. In this jade bottle is a Huitong-level head." The blood of the tiger beast must be useful to you."

Tang San immediately beamed with joy, and without refusing, he accepted the tiger's blood and thanked the old man.

"I will lead you to the stone gate at the back. You will have three days to understand the destiny here."

After collecting the tiger's blood, the man in sackcloth took Tang San into the stone door behind the painting wall, where Tang San prepared to practice quietly.

At this time, many warriors had gathered outside Tianyun Mountain, and these warriors were all standing behind Wei Wuliang. They were guarding the mountain road and clearing away the warriors who entered and came out of the mountain late.

"

Um? These two people must be with that damn boy. Catch them and tie them aside. As long as that boy dares to come out today, I will let him know the consequences of offending me, Wei Wuliang! "

Wei Wuliang waved his hand, and several Poison Sect disciples took the ropes and walked towards An Feng and Dai Mubai who had just come out of the mountain with a smile on their faces. They tied them up and threw them aside.

For three days in a row, there was no movement. In the stone door behind the secret transmission room in Tianyun Mountain, Tang San's aura became more powerful. He opened his eyes, took a look at his own aura, and was slightly satisfied.

"The red flame tiger blood I obtained before can be used just now."

Tang San moved his palm, took out the jade bottle, poured spiritual energy into the bottle, and immediately a flow of blood surged up.

Opening his mouth, Tang San drank all the tiger blood, and his whole body began to emit a burst of brilliance, like a thick film of light, covering his entire body.

"Isn't it really enough?"

Feeling that aura, Tang San shook his head. He took out the high-quality tiger blood given to him by the old man Mai and drank it again.

Boom!

Suddenly, Tang San's body was ignited with heavy flames, and the boiling aura filled the entire secret room.

Tang San couldn't suppress the look of ecstasy on his face, and laughed: "The Nine Tigers Divine Art has broken through to the second level. With these tiger blood, it is expected to break through to the third level soon!"

In a circular arena brightly lit with candles, a spirit-eating lion that was ready to go was circling around Hai Ling. At this moment, Hai Ling was panting, and the hand holding the sword was extremely numb.

She has been fighting countless spirit beasts for three hours, from the lowest blood coagulation realm to the Huitong realm equivalent to hers. Just when she thought she had killed all the spirit beasts, the arena From the cage, a spirit-devouring lion of the True Element Realm came out.

The unique skill of the Spirit-eating Lion is the spirit-eating lion. As long as it is accidentally bound by it, the final result can only be that the spiritual power of the whole body is swallowed up, and then becomes the food in its belly.

Hai Ling was already unable to fight anymore. She closed her beautiful eyes in despair, but figures after figures flashed through her mind, and that was Tang San.

"Damn it, why do you think of him at this time!"

Hai Ling tried desperately to disperse Tang San's figure, but found that she couldn't do it no matter what.

I once remembered that when he was at the sixth level of the Blood Coagulation Realm, he defeated the Iron-skinned Rhinoceros in the Pulse Forging Realm, and never flinched when facing Gui Tong and others in the Huitong Realm. His courage made Hai Ling never flinch. Understanding, to admiration, to...

Can't tell, don't know.

Hai Ling shook her head vigorously. She tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword again and thrust out a ray of cold light, aiming directly at the heart of the Spirit-eating Lion...

Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, more than twenty Poison Sect disciples had gathered at the must-pass mountain path in and out of Tianyun Mountain. They formed a formation behind Wei Wuliang, quietly waiting for their prey to come.

More warriors pointed, most of them scolding Tang San for being ungrateful, hiding in the mountains and not coming out, leaving Dai Mubai and An Feng behind. At this moment, they were caught by the Poison Sect and became the object of everyone's ridicule.

Wei Wuliang showed a treacherous smile. This plan was exactly what he planned. He first arrested Dai Mubai and An Feng, and then sent people to spread rumors. The purpose was to make Tang San the target of public criticism.