Chapter 260: Haotian Sect’s fate is over

As Bibi Dong issued the order, the morale of the thousands of soul masters of the Wuhun Empire was instantly ignited. Under the leadership of several titled Douluo, they rushed to the Haotian Sect like a fierce dragon crossing the river.

Among the soul masters of the Wuhun Empire who came this time, there are many plant-type soul masters. They used the characteristics of their own martial arts to forge a road from bottom to top for thousands of soul masters to the peak of the Haotian Sect.

The mountain road leading to the Haotian Sect is rugged. Except for the people of the Haotian Sect, it is difficult for outsiders to enter the Haotian Sect. However, the Wuhun Empire came this time and was fully prepared. The bumpy road could not stop them at all.

The soul masters with the ability to fly all followed behind the third worshiper Qingluan Douluo. Qingluan Douluo activated his martial arts true body and turned into a huge Qingluan. The fifth worshiper Guangling Douluo stood on his back. He was holding the Guangling longbow and was in an absolute commanding position.

The soul masters flying beside Qingluan Douluo did not act rashly. They were all waiting for an order, a total order.

Haotian Sect has stood in the soul master world for so long, it must have its own foundation, and since their Wuhun Hall wants to completely destroy Haotian Sect, they must be extremely cautious.

"Second brother, let me go up and meet them." The seventh worshiper, Jiangmo Douluo, held the Panlong Stick in one hand, with a rebellious look. In the soul hunting operation a few days ago, he and Qianjun Douluo, together with several titled Douluos in the Elder Hall, completely killed the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

"Sixth brother, you go with the seventh brother." After hearing this, the second worshiper, Jincrocodile Douluo, said to the sixth worshiper, Qianjun Douluo.

"Yes, second brother." Compared with his younger brother's arrogance, Qianjun Douluo was much calmer. He glanced at Jiangmo Douluo and said in a deep voice.

"Who dares to offend our Haotian Sect!"

At this moment, an angry voice resounded from the top of the mountain, and the powerful soul power shook the soul masters of the Wuhun Empire present.

However, Bibi Dong just waved her hand, and the surging soul power immediately enveloped the entire army of the Wuhun Empire, and the pressure of the fierce shout instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Sensing that the level of this soul power was not low, Bibi Dong sneered, and the voice containing soul power floated out, "The Haotian Sect is really going backwards. A mere level 97 dares to come out and act presumptuously!"

With a loud bang, the soul power fluctuations that erupted from Bibi Dong's body immediately shook the mountain where the Haotian Sect was located. The next moment, the Wuhun Empire's worshippers and elders all took off into the air and headed straight for the Haotian Sect's mountain.

Seeing this, the spirit masters of the Wuhun Empire below shouted and rushed up, stepping on the long bridge built by the plant spirit masters. They rushed up at once. In an instant, dense spirit masters were released from the spirit masters of the Wuhun Empire, and the whole valley was illuminated by the shining light of the spirit ring.

Facing the massive attack of the Wuhun Hall, the disciples of the Haotian Sect immediately fought back. However, Guangling Douluo, who was at an absolute commanding height, pulled up the longbow in his hand, and with the shining light of the spirit ring, the ice arrows in the sky turned into raindrops and fell.

"Eighth spirit skill, end!"

Facing the eighth spirit skill of the ninety-sixth level Titled Douluo, the disciples of the Haotian Sect had no means of resistance. Their spirits, the Haotian Hammer, could not resist it at all. The invisible arrows fell on the bodies of the disciples of the Haotian Sect without even making a sound. In just a moment, countless disciples of the Haotian Sect turned into ice sculptures and then shattered into ice cubes.

Seeing this, Tang Xiao, the leader of Haotian Sect, was furious. He summoned his martial soul, Haotian Hammer, and was about to rush up to kill Guangling Douluo. These disciples of Haotian Sect were the future of Haotian Sect. How could he not be angry when they were easily killed?

But before the Wuhun Empire came, they had already made a precise plan. As soon as Tang Xiao summoned his martial soul, two Titled Douluo blocked his way.

"Haotian Sect leader Tang Xiao, we two brothers ask ourselves that we are not your opponents in a one-on-one fight, but now, it is not a one-on-one situation." The soul ring under the feet of the Demon-Subduing Douluo was shining, and the Panlong Stick in his hand was shining with red light.

Beside him, Qianjun Douluo also held the Panlong Stick. He also knew the name of Tang Xiao. After all, there were only a few Titled Douluos above level 95, and it was impossible for him not to know him.

Tang Xiao looked at the eager Demon-Subduing Douluo and the calm Qianjun Douluo with a gloomy face, and the Haotian Hammer in his hand could not help but tighten a little.

"Damn, these guys from the Spirit Hall, I'm going to fight them!" The Seventh Elder looked at the clansmen killed by the Spirit Hall, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He held a Clear Sky Hammer in each hand and rushed into the Spirit Hall's soul masters.

Seeing this, the other elders also held the Clear Sky Hammer to minimize casualties, but there were too many Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall, and they were all Titled Douluo at level 91 and 92. Even if they had the Clear Sky Hammer, it would be useless.

They wanted to gather the Clear Sky Sect formation, but the elders of the Spirit Empire directly separated them. The level 97 Lion Douluo met the level 92 Second Elder. The five-level soul power gap could not be made up by the spirit alone.

On the other side, Ghost Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Spirit Kite Douluo did not stop for a moment, constantly harvesting the lives of the disciples of the Haotian Sect, while also intercepting the contact of the elders of the Haotian Sect. For a time, the battlefield was divided, and the disciples of the Haotian Sect were restricted by the Light Wing Douluo in the sky.

The elders were separated by the Titled Douluo, and the formation that the Haotian Sect was proud of could not be condensed at all. Even Tang Xiao was suppressed by the two Douluos, Jiang Mo and Qian Jun, and his skills could not be displayed at all.

When Tang Hao, who had just returned to the sect, saw this scene, he also wanted to help, but how could Bibi do what he wanted?

The dozen soul douluos sent out surrounded Tang Hao. She had seen that Tang Hao's soul power level had dropped a lot. The current Tang Hao was no longer the famous Haotian Douluo. Now he couldn't even use the eighth and ninth soul skills, so he was not to be feared.

As for the Haotian Hammer and the Killing God Domain in his hand, Bibi Dong naturally would not give him a chance to survive. As soon as the second worshiper Golden Crocodile Douluo appeared, he immediately blocked all of Tang Hao's retreat.

Looking at Tang Hao who only attacked but did not defend, just to survive, Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand, and a savage soul power hit Tang Hao's body. With a muffled sound, Tang Hao spurted out blood from his mouth, and then smashed it on the gate of Haotian Sect next to him.

"Brother Hao!" Seeing his brother being beaten like this, Tang Xiao was furious. The Haotian Hammer in his hand kept getting bigger, and the nine soul rings on his body were shining brightly.

"The nine ultimates of Haotian are combined into one, and it is invincible. Kill!"

The nine words of empty, seal, penetrate, penetrate, entangle, shock, break, stop, and collapse are combined into one, which is the strongest killing move of the nine ultimates of Haotian Sect!

As Tang Xiao swung the Haotian Hammer in his hand rapidly, a strong wind suddenly emerged around, and the gravel on the ground rolled up.

Seeing this, the Demon-Subduing Douluo and Qianjun Douluo looked at each other, and both of them had eight rings shining.

Qianjun Douluo and the Demon-Subduing Douluo are both over 120 years old. It can be said that brothers are united and their strength can break gold.

Facing Tang Xiao's angry attack, the two brothers knew that they could not resist it with the strength of one person alone. In this case, the brothers attacked together.

The Panlong Stick in the hands of the Demon-Subduing Douluo was spinning like a windmill, and the eighth soul ring on his body was shining. The golden dragon engraved on the Panlong Stick seemed to come alive, making waves of dragon roars, and then formed a huge golden ring, which suddenly hit Tang Xiao.

"Eighth soul skill, Demon-Subduing Panlong Ring!"

Qianjun Douluo suddenly jumped up from behind the Demon-Subduing Douluo, and the Panlong Stick in his hand instantly became huge, rushing straight to the sky, one up and one down, the two cooperated without any flaws.

"Eighth soul skill, a thousand-shot throw!"

The terrifying soul power poured into the Panlong Stick, and Qianjun Douluo's Panlong Stick smashed down with a devastating posture.

Tang Xiao's body shook, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand collided with the huge Panlong Stick.

Bang!

At the moment of collision, a thunderous explosion suddenly broke out, and a huge energy ripple swept from the contact point where the Panlong Stick and the Clear Sky Hammer collided.

A huge pit appeared on the square in front of the Haotian Sect, but it was not over yet. The deep cracks spread rapidly around like a spider web. In just a moment, it spread to the entire mountain of the Haotian Sect.

"Tang Xiao, my two brothers joined forces, even the great priests dare not underestimate us. You are not qualified!" The voice of the Demon-Subduing Douluo came out, and the arrogance mixed in it made the disciples and elders of the Haotian Sect tremble.

"Brother!" Tang Hao, who was slapped by the Golden Crocodile Douluo and looked in the direction of Tang Xiao in a daze, with tears flowing in his eyes.

As the voice of the Demon-Subduing Douluo fell, the ground where Tang Xiao stood was covered with gravel. He still held the Haotian Hammer in his hand and stood straight.

But anyone could see that he was just struggling to hold on. Facing the joint efforts of the two brothers, the Demon-Subduing and Qianjun, even if he used the Haotian Nine Absolutes, it was useless.

"Ahem..." Blood flowed from the corner of Tang Xiao's mouth during the violent coughing. He looked pale and no longer had the domineering aura of the past.

He looked back and saw that the five elders of the Haotian Sect had been suppressed by the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall. It was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

"Tang Xiao, the fate of the Haotian Sect has been cut off. Why don't you surrender?" At this moment, Bibi Dong, holding a golden scepter, walked towards Tang Xiao. With every step she took, Tang Xiao's face turned a little paler.

At this moment, Tang Xiao suddenly woke up. No wonder the Spirit Hall dared to attack the Haotian Sect. It turned out that their strength had already surpassed that of the Haotian Sect. The Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall who came this time were basically spirit masters above level 95, and they, the Haotian Sect, except for him, were just barely stepping into the threshold of Titled Douluo.

The gap in level was already insurmountable, and the gap in numbers made the Haotian Sect unable to resist. This battle was a dead end from the beginning.

"Surrender?" Tang Xiao forced himself to smile, and said resolutely: "Even if I die, I will make your Wuhun Hall pay the same price in blood!"

A cold light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and nine soul rings circled up from her feet. She pinched Tang Xiao's neck with one hand and said coldly: "Then I want to see how your Haotian Sect will pay the blood price for my Wuhun Empire."

"Wuhun Empire elders, worshipers, all soul masters listen to the order, annihilate Haotian Sect, and leave no one alive!"

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!"

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Sea God Island.

Raging waves, as one of the wonders of Sea God Island, this place is extremely dangerous. Even the soul beast Demon Soul Great White Shark in the sea dare not come here easily. And here is where Tang San needs to complete the third test.

At this moment, Tang San's whole body was locked on the deep sea sinking silver pillar. Facing the baptism of the sea, Tang San endured it expressionlessly.

I vaguely remember that when I first came here for the assessment, it was a double torture of body and mind, but Tang San now doesn't care.

The wave was like a master with powerful soul power, continuously urging soul power to attack Tang San. Every time the wave hit, it would cover his entire body, and one hour was enough for him to withstand nearly a hundred attacks.

"This progress is still too slow." Tang San's body was numb, but his spirit was excellent, "If the third test was really conducted in one year, I'm afraid the mainland would have already undergone earth-shaking changes."

"But I can't contact Poseidon at all now, unless I activate Poseidon's Trident with all my strength to put Poseidon to death. But doing so will only cause trouble."

The solution in Tang San's mind was that he must complete the Ninth Poseidon Examination as soon as possible, so as to directly inherit the divine throne, achieve level 100, and become a god.

Just when Tang San was thinking about how to solve it, a strange emotion surged into his heart, and before he knew it, tears flowed from Tang San's eyes!

"What's going on?" Tang San was horrified. In the dark, he seemed to feel that he had lost something. That feeling was called the feeling of blood connection.

"Martial Soul Hall, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Thinking of some possibility, Tang San suddenly lost control of his emotions. A majestic killing intent surged out of his heart, and his eyes turned blood red. At this moment, the realm of the God of Death that Tang San was familiar with returned.

Although he did not obtain the realm of the God of Killing in this life, how could he, who had once been a dual god, lose the power of Shura that had been with him for a long time?

At this moment, Tang San no longer hesitated, he used all his strength to activate the Poseidon Trident in the Sea of ​​Spirits. As the Poseidon Trident's sacred golden light emerged, the Poseidon Trident inserted in the temple of Poseidon Island began to tremble.

A strong golden light erupted from the Poseidon Trident. The originally dark and silent Sea Cucumber Point seemed to be ignited by the golden light. The Poseidon Platform also began to tremble violently, as well as the Poseidon Temple and even the entire Poseidon Island.

When High Priest Bo Saixi saw this scene, she was stunned to the spot. She looked at the dazzling golden trident mark on Tang San's forehead and said in disbelief: "How is this possible? He is just a third-level talent. Third test, why does it trigger the reaction of Poseidon Trident? "

"Is it possible..." (End of Chapter)