Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"Why did you come here?"

Hearing what Yan Shaozhe said, Ming Qiangu was shocked, and he glanced at Mu Feng who was silent behind him, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. But in his mouth, he said without delay:

"President Yan doesn't need to inquire about this matter? We happened to be passing by here, do we have to inform you about it? Also, listening to you, this place seems to hide some secrets."

"Why don't you tell me this secret, how powerful we are, it's better to investigate together."

"It's really good!"

After hearing what Ming said, Yan Shaozhe was almost exasperated. He looked at the hippie smiling face not far away, but tightly blocked Ming Qiangu in front of Mu Feng, sneered, and slowly said:

"Your rank should be one of the three ranks of spearmen? With the strength you showed before, even if you add me, it may not be able to keep you here. But it's a pity that your lord also it's here……"

"Do you think that a person who has no spirit power cultivation base can escape our capture?"

The threat concealed in Yan Shaozhe's words caused Ming's heart to sink forever. At this moment, he was extremely grateful that he had forged that mecha before he came here. But what worries him is that the servant who came from Tang Sect might break through the defense of the mecha.

However, on the surface, he still had a calm posture, chuckled lightly, and said, "If you don't try, how do you know?"

Seeing that the atmosphere is becoming more and more tense, even the condensed Coiling Dragon stick in the hands of Ming Dynasty is ready to go. But at this moment, an earth-yellow meteor shot across the sky and flew toward this direction at an extremely fast speed.

"This breath... is Elder Xuan!"

Feeling the familiar breath in the sky, Yan Shaozhe's face showed uncontrollable joy. In his opinion, he, Jixiang, and the Extreme Douluo Xuan Lao can almost be said to be able to deal with a servant.

At this moment, Ming Qiangu naturally felt the aura of Old Xuan. He raised his head and looked at the khaki meteor in the sky, his palms slowly clenched.

Now it seems that I can no longer hide...

"Ode to—"

As the meteor fell to the ground, huge wind pressure followed. The gust of wind caused everyone's clothes and hair to sway, but the ground only shook slightly without any damage.

Looking at the movements of Old Xuan, Yan Shaozhe's eyes were even more happy. At this realm, the destructive power revealed is no longer the standard for judging whether a soul master is strong or not. Like Old Xuan, one big hole one step at a time, although it looks extremely oppressive, it shows that he does not have a high degree of control over his soul power. This is also caused by the fact that he has not had time to consolidate his realm since he became Extreme Douluo. of.

But I don't know what happened. Since he resigned from his position last night, he has been relieved of a heavy burden. After eating a grilled fish from Tang Chen and slept beautifully, the vain realm inexplicably consolidated.

At this moment, the old soul master Xuan's soul power was violent, blowing away the smoke and dust brought up by the violent wind. He straightened up, his crystal-yellow eyes stared at Ming Qiangu not far away, and slowly asked: "The servant? Interesting, why did the servant come here? Do you know... what does it mean here? ?"

"here?"

Not only Ming Qiangu felt puzzled, but also Yan Shaozhe and Jixiang. No matter how they felt, they didn't find anything wrong with this ruin.

After all, Yan Shaozhe stayed here, just because after listening to the order of the old Xuan, he originally thought he was playing a riddle, but he didn't expect that a pair of qualified people would actually come here.

How should I put it... it feels very strange.

Only Ming eternal, after he froze for a while, those silver-gray eyes slowly turned to Mu Feng behind him.

Looking at Mu Feng who stood there silently, the doubts that had been hidden deep in his heart became more and more serious in his heart.

Master, what are you hiding?

Seeing Ming Qiangu's slightly puzzled expression, Old Xuan sneered. "No need to pretend, Spearman, no one understands the meaning of this location better than I... That kind of thing is definitely not something pure and good people will come into contact with."

"Now you have no retreat, tell me your purpose!"

"Purpose?"

The long black sticks with dragon patterns condensed and formed from the hands of the eternal ages. Behind him, a huge spear phantom lighted up, and countless stars were already ready to go.

"If you want to know, you might as well... I'll talk if I win!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Elder Xuan snorted, and the crystal-like dragon horns slowly pushed out from the top of his head. At the same time as his soul power was stirring, behind him, a huge beast shadow slowly appeared, exuding sharp golden screams. ll.

"Tao Tie, the nine sons of the Dragon God, unfortunately are only an existence in the ancient story, not one of the nine dragon kings."

Seeing the gluttonous figure showing behind Old Xuan, even though Ming Qiangu said so, he felt more solemn in his heart. This kind of pressure and breath, gluttonous, really is not one of the nine dragon kings?

How do you feel that these two worlds seem to be different?

At this moment when Ming Qiangu was stunned, countless slender needle-shaped hidden weapons that seemed to be hidden in the air had already arrived in front of him. Jixiang at this moment has quietly hidden in the dark, ready to use a hidden weapon to give a fatal blow to the opponent.

"Ping Ping Ping Ping Ping!"

Lifting the Panlong stick in his hand, knocking the hidden weapons that came in between flips. Ming Qiangu didn't love the battle, but quickly retreated, preparing to load Mu Feng into the Soul Guidance as he did when he was fighting Xuedi.

But before he had time to move around, the sudden increase of gravity on his body more than a hundredfold restricts his movements in vain. The next moment, he only felt a flower in front of his eyes, a yellow light flashed, and Old Xuan had already come to Mu Feng's side.

Teleport? Soul bone? !

Before he could think about it, he saw that Elder Xuan's big hand had been grabbed towards Mu Feng, and Ming Qiangu roared anxiously, and the spear-like phantom behind him suddenly flickered, and countless streams of light suddenly fell into his body.

But before he could rescue him, dozens of long silver labels had broken through the air and came to him.

Raising the long stick in his hand, Ming eternally slammed the darts heavily. The strength increased dozens of times through the action of gravity caused his face to change slightly, but he still knocked the darts out.

But the next moment, the darts that were knocked out actually collided with each other in the air, and once again flew toward the eternal world.

"This is……"

"Tang Sect tenth, Batwing Reincarnation."