Douluo's Black Tower

Chapter 112 112. The trump card that you are unwilling to use

"found it!"

Zhou Ting was so excited that the "3D projection" immediately dissipated and he turned off his phone.

If your mind is not stable enough, you still need to exercise.

Jade Emperor Bee never gave up the search. No, Zhou Ting saw that on the back of the mountain, the villagers of Shenghun Village used the cave as a temporary camp.

"go!"

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing followed directly without hesitation.

At the same time, the "movie" coming from the void on the top of the mountain was still playing in front of Zhou Ting.

Tang San didn't stop his father, and the hammer hit hard, hitting nearly a thousand Tang Sect disciples.

Just this one blow killed more than a hundred people and injured countless others!

This was the result of the desperate rescue efforts of the three elders.

There are mourners everywhere and corpses strewn all over the ground. These are all talented descendants who are related by blood. But today they have suffered such a disaster. The future of the Tang Sect is worrying!

When the great elder saw the miserable scene around him, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and made a decision that went against his ancestors!

"Tang San, you forced me!"

It was a yellow whistle, neither gold nor wood nor jade, but it had the texture of jade, as if it had been played with by countless people for a long time, forming a layer of patina.

Or, to be more precise...a film of oil.

The great elder held the whistle with some resistance in his eyes, but soon he made up his mind amidst the painful groans. He resolutely brought it to his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

"?!"

No sound!

The whistle is broken?

Absolutely not. The great elder regards it as a trump card, how could it be bad?

"boom!"

Behind Tang San and Tang Hao, on the opposite side of the cliff, the sky-like stone pillar had been broken into two pieces. At the top of the stone pillar, the bronze furnace locked by a large number of chains was blasted straight into the sky.

"what is this?"

The upper half of the stone pillar hit Tang San and his son, like Sun Wukong wielding a golden cudgel, with a terrifying force!

This sudden change of scene attracted even Zhou Ting, who was eager to see his family, and stopped in his tracks.

"Little San!"

Xiao Wu turned around immediately, she wanted to save Tang San!

Although Tang San made her feel a little uncomfortable when dealing with Zhou Ting.

However, the first love she could feel was that Tang San was sincere to her sister and was sincerely good to her.

Tang San... is her brother!

This time, Zhou Ting still held her back.

"Don't worry, Haotian Douluo is not that simple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the hundred-foot-long stone pillar suddenly had countless cracks on its surface, spreading rapidly from point to surface.

Suddenly, the stone pillar completely shattered, and countless broken stones were shot out in all directions like bullets.

Tang San was protected by Tang Hao and even suffered some skin injuries. The Tang Sect disciples...

Only three elders were left to protect the thirty or forty inner disciples. On the ground, blood flowed like a river!

From this point of view, the three elders are stronger than Tang Hao.

In fact, this was not the case. The three elders were far away and took advantage of the terrain to save these thirty or forty elites, but they were all injured.

"withdraw!"

Tang Hao stared closely at the figure that suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff, having no time to take care of everyone in the Tang Clan. Tang San hesitated for a moment, but then he chased after him alone.

"when!"

The bronze furnace fell just on the remaining half of the stone pillar, firmly!

Suddenly, there was a person on the edge of the cliff. His hair was disheveled, and there were dusty clods all over his body and hair. He looked like a clay figure, and his true appearance was no longer visible.

This person who suddenly appeared was even more sloppy than Tang Hao, who always ignored his own image.

"kill!"

The clay figurine just said one word, and a raging murderous aura rushed into the sky. At this moment, the situation changed and the sun was avoided.

Tang Hao's eyes became extremely solemn, and the pressure put on him by the clay figurine was comparable to that of... Qian Xunji's battle.

However, back then, he was only at level 90, facing the three major Titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace and more than a dozen Contras in the Contra realm, so the pressure was slightly less than it is now.

Now, he is already a titled Douluo, and the clay figurine's cultivation level is still above him.

At the very least, it is at the Super Douluo level, and even the Ultimate Douluo level is possible!

Xiao San said that with the decline of the Tang Sect, the strongest elders, who were only soul kings in their fifties, could still exert their strength as soul emperors in their sixties by relying on martial arts and hidden weapons.

But in this Tang Sect...how could there be such a monster in front of me?

<divclass="contentadv">Is this... called decline?

But the mental state of the clay figure in front of me is indeed not right!

Tang Hao didn't dare to underestimate him, so he cheered up and used all his strength... to hit him!

"King Kong is indestructible!"

The clay man let out a low roar, and almost all the soil on his body collapsed and flew out, making his whole body glowing golden.

Facing the giant hammer, he did not dodge, and his bony chest stood out.

"when!"

Behind the clay figure, a section of the cliff broke and fell, and there was no reply for a long time.

But the clay figure himself... never took a step back, as steady as a mountain, and his eyes were still filled with endless murderous intent.

"What a strong opponent!"

Tang Hao's hands trembled slightly due to the huge counterattack!

"However, only opponents like this are interesting!"

His blood surged, and Tang Hao felt that his long-dormant fighting spirit was once again aroused, completely aroused.

This time, not only his hands, but his whole body was shaking.

This is not out of control, this is excitement, expectation, and desire!

He once again held the hammer with both hands and raised it high, attracting countless thunder and lightning.

"Big Sumeru Hammer!"

After absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, the Clear Sky Hammer once again grew in size, like a mountain, with unparalleled power.

The Haotian Hammer is truly worthy of being called the strongest weapon in Douluo Continent, it represents the ultimate power!

The clay figurine watched Tang Hao perform his special move. There was only murderous intent in his eyes, and no other emotions such as timidity, surprise, shock, etc. were present.

A move with his right hand...

"Woo!"

On the half stone pillar that was still standing upright, a huge bronze furnace rose from the ground and shot directly into the hands of the clay figurine.

Separated by nearly a hundred feet, the clay figurine was able to absorb several kilograms of bronze furnace from a distance. This ability is truly astonishing!

Meteors fell from the sky, and the clay figure raised his head, his eyes sparkling, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Sakyamuni throws the elephant!"

With a heavy throw, the bronze furnace flew into the sky.

"boom!"

"Bah, bah, bah...", there was the sound of the channel disconnecting.

The huge shock wave when the two collided directly killed many thousand-year-old Jade Emperor Bees, and only a few who were stunned survived.

"Quick, send some more, it's going to be exciting!"

Xiao Wu slapped Zhou Ting on the shoulder, with a look of unfulfillment.

With such a fierce father, she no longer worries about Tang San's safety.

Zhou Ting glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, her big eyes were full of expectation, she wanted to see it too.

In fact, Zhou Ting had already sent troops without Xiao Wu's urging.

He wanted to see it too, especially the Clay Man's indestructible move. He was so greedy!

In a moment, the signal reconnected.

Douluo Continent's first martial soul, the Haotian Hammer... actually had cracks. Tang Hao's face was pale, but there was a spark in his eyes that could start a prairie fire!

"Okay, very good! It's been more than ten years... I haven't used it for so long, the big Sumeru hammer is a little rusty!"

He was shocked!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

Tang Hao looked at the outermost red 100,000-year-old soul ring, his eyes were tender for a moment, and then he looked at the clay figure with a serious face.

"You are a respectable opponent, I will use my full strength!"

The clay figure didn't react, as if acquiescing.

"Killing God Realm!"

"The big Sumeru hammer...explodes the ring!"

"bass!"

One soul ring exploded and merged into the Clear Sky Hammer, then the second, the third...

The opponent was so powerful that Tang Hao exploded six soul rings in one breath, standing proudly in the sky like a god!

The clay figurine finally raised his head and had a different reaction. There was a rare hint of thinking in his eyes!