Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

Chapter 137 137: Tang Hao’s last flash

Turning his head to look at the big explosion behind him, Dugu Bo turned around and ran wildly.

The stubborn Tang Hao blew up his lair, and the hatred was irreconcilable.

"Song Wuque, that brat, recommended Tang San to me all because of his bad ideas. Hey, he was really a short-lived ghost. He was killed by Tang Hao at a young age. It's pitiful." Dugu Bo sighed, It swam quickly through the forest like a poisonous snake.

His soul power has been exhausted, and he can only rely on his physical strength to hold on at this time.

If he was caught by Tang Hao, there would be no chance of survival.

"Hey, old monster, you don't want to curse people behind their backs, hehe~"

At this time, a young voice sounded.

"Who?" Dugu Bo's scalp felt numb for a while, he looked around, and then he saw Song Wuque standing on a huge rock not far away.

"Huh? Good boy, are you here to demand your life?" Dugu Bo ran over.

Then he saw the five elders behind Song Wuque.

Dugu Bo's soul power was overstretched and he was only supported by his willpower. At this moment, when he saw the five elders of Wuhun Hall, his calves suddenly became weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Song Wuque chuckled, and supported him quickly with quick eyes and hands: "Bah, bah, bah, what kind of ghost is asking for life? I am alive and well, but it is true that I am here to kill Haogou."

"You are really not dead." Dugu Bo said, taking a careful look at the five powerful men behind Song Wuque.

These are five titled Douluo.

Titled Douluo experts who are usually rare to see gathered together here today.

Song Wuque slapped his chest loudly: "It's guaranteed to be fake, fresh and alive. Here, drink this."

Song Wuque saw that Dugu Bo was very weak, so he handed over a small red bottle.

"What is this?" Dugu Bo took the small red bottle with a curious look on his face.

"If you want the holy medicine for healing, please give it back to me." Song Wuque said.

"I want it." How could Dugu Bo return it to him? He opened the lid, raised his head and took a deep breath.

Um?It tastes like honey, which is quite delicious.

As the red medicine was taken down, a ball of red light burst out from Dugu Bo's body.

He was pleasantly surprised to find that his injuries and physical strength were recovering at an astonishing speed.

It turns out that what Song Wuque said just now was not a lie. It was indeed a holy medicine for healing.

Just count the breaths and the effect of the medicine is over.

Dugu Bo's physical strength returned to its peak, and the wounds from the previous battle were completely healed.

He was also surprised to find that his internal organs that had been injured by the poison had even recovered.

This... is truly a holy medicine.

Dugu Bo almost burst into tears.

If...if he could drink a few bottles, his internal organs soaked in poison would be saved.

However, he couldn't help but complain to Song Wuque: "Boy, you really made me suffer. That old boy Tang Hao will beat me up if he catches me."

Seeing Dugu Bo's resentful eyes, Song Wuque laughed dryly.

"Hahaha, you, an old poisoner, are you here today?" Yue Guan mocked him mercilessly from behind.

"Juhuaguan, shut up." Dugu Bo said angrily.

"So what if you don't shut up? You venomous snake, bite me?"

The two stared at each other and were about to fight each other.

Song Wuque hurriedly stopped him. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I'll beat you later. The first priority now is to deal with Tang Hao."

"Humph!" Two old men over 70 years old stared at each other.

"Tang Hao, he's coming after him." Song Wuque squinted his eyes and looked at the location of the Ice and Fire Eye Fountain.

A white mushroom cloud rose over there, and there was a surge of soul power.

This fluctuation in soul power is none other than Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

In just a few seconds, Tang Hao caught up with him.

He stepped on the void, and behind him was a red figure tens of meters tall, holding a hundred-meter Clear Sky Hammer.

It is his Haotian incarnation.

"Come on, surround him." Song Wuque gave an order, and the five elders of Wuhun Palace, together with Dugu Bo, followed him into the sky and surrounded Tang Hao.

Seeing everyone, Tang Hao was extremely shocked.

Especially after seeing Song Wuque, he felt as if he had seen a ghost.

The expression is wonderful.

"You...you're not dead?" he said in shock.

"Hahaha, you can't die, are you angry?" Song Wuque laughed wildly.

This huge movement made Tang San wake up under Tang Hao's arm.

He opened his eyes and saw the six titled Douluo and Song Wuque, whose expressions were even more exciting than Tang Hao's.

His spirit was so sharp that he immediately noticed the terrifying murderous intent of the seven people. His face turned pale and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

The Soul Lord is always the Soul Lord.

How could it be possible to withstand the infinite murderous aura of several Titled Douluo level experts.

So, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, Tang San fainted again.

Seeing Tang San wake up and then pass out, Tang Hao seemed a little anxious.

He shouted loudly: "What do you want to do?"

Song Wuque smiled like a spring breeze: "Oh, Haotian Douluo, don't be nervous, we don't have any malicious intentions, we are just passing by."

Then he waved.

The seven titled Douluo immediately showed off their magical powers.

Colorful soul power fluctuations bloomed in the sky, and the mottled colors covered the entire sky.

How could Tang Hao believe his lies.

As Song Wuque waved his hand, all the soul rings on the Haotian Hammer exploded.

The huge Clear Sky Hammer expanded hundreds of meters again, and the hammer body completely turned blood red.

"Hahahaha, what a martial soul hall, I will let all of you bury me with me today..."

In his wild laughter, Tang Hao waved the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

The several-hundred-meter-long Super Clear Sky Hammer suddenly descended from the sky and struck everyone in the air, including Tang Hao himself.

"Martial Soul Real Body!"

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Two Pole Static Domain!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei immediately displayed their strongest skills, the two-pole still field.

The other titled Douluo all unfolded their own martial souls.

Of course, there are two exceptions.

One is Dugu Bo, whose soul power has been depleted, and the other is Song Wuque, whose soul power has not yet reached level [-].

Dugu Bo's face was horribly pale.

He secretly thought that he was too stupid. If he had known better, he would not have followed everyone to join in the fun.

Tang Hao tried his best, this was obviously a trick to kill both of them.

The two-pole static realm only stopped the huge Clear Sky Hammer for a moment.

After all, Tang Hao, who exploded nine rings at once, was such a terrifying existence.

At this time, the Great Sumeru Hammer is almost equivalent to a magical skill.

No matter how strong the bipolar static realm is, it has its limits.

Obviously, the Great Sumeru Hammer, which was already infinitely close to a magical skill at this time, had exceeded its limit.

Fear, death, confusion, all kinds of emotions swirled in everyone's minds.

What a terrifying blow is this?

Before they were hit, the six titled Douluo were already in a state of despair.

At this time, Song Wuque yelled: "Get away!"

The six titled Douluo suddenly woke up from their confusion.

Then, they saw the five terrifyingly configured soul rings on Song Wuque's body burst into brilliant light at the same time.

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