The Unusual Number of Douluo

The matter of forging artifacts is of great importance. Except for the four sects, any soul master may be a spy in the Spirit Hall. There may even be spies in the four sect disciples. They are not careful. If the news is leaked , They will be very passive.

As time passed slowly, the movements of the Tiandou Allied Forces were all in the sight of the Wuhun Hall, and they were surprised when the Tiandou Allied Forces were suddenly unable to get out of the Wuhun Hall. With the joint efforts of the spies and spies, they too Only got a vague answer.

Although they were puzzled, puzzled, and surprised about this, they were still not sure when Bibi Dong was in retreat.

The brightly-lit Wuhun City was like a pearl, shimmering in the dark night. There were thousands of lights in the city, and countless golden lights were shining. On the holy mountain in the center of the city, the Papal Palace was unusually conspicuous.

On the dome of the Pope’s Palace, golden crystal lamps radiated bright light, and silhouettes stood in the hall, whispering whispers, counting the past, there were no less than twenty, and they all wore mosaics without exception. Wearing the white religious robe of Phnom Penh, this represents their noble status-Title Douluo!

Behind the hall of the Pope's Palace, a beautiful shadow was looking at the many Title Douluos in the front hall, her beautiful eyes tactfully, naturally revealing a sense of charm.

"His Royal Highness, all the Title Douluos that can gather in my Spirit Hall are here now, and the rest are either excuses or avoid us."

Beside Hu Liena, an old man who also wore a platinum gown said beside her.

"There is even a Title Douluo who hasn't come?"

A shock flashed in Hu Liena’s eyes. Although she was the saint of the Spirit Hall and knew the profound background of the Spirit Hall, she didn’t understand how powerful the Spirit Hall was until now, except for this. There are still more than 20 Title Douluos in the North and South battlefields, and the total number is probably more than half a hundred.

The old man beside Hu Liena chuckled and said, "As the oldest and most powerful force in the entire continent, my Martial Soul Palace, the background is naturally not to be underestimated."

"If it weren't for those people with Heaven Dou's appearance, I'm afraid they would have swept the mainland long ago, but it's a pity that we made the wrong approach at the wrong time."

The old man sighed slightly. Hu Liena's eyes flickered. Naturally, she knew who the old man was talking about. She gently pursed her lips. After a little hesitation, she asked: "Lian Lao, do you know why the teacher must rule the mainland? Is it? My Spirit Hall has been on the mainland for so many years, and although there have been many frictions with other forces, I have been in peace, and no one dares to trouble us. Why do we have to start a war."

Even the old gaze moved slightly, but the old pupils were unusually clear. He was stunned when he heard that, as if thinking of something, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and finally he shook his head and said, "I can't tell you this. Now you are still in charge of the overall situation, the Pope will give you the decision-making power of the Wuhun Temple before the retreat."

Although Hu Liena asked deliberately, she knew that it was not the time to care about this, so she pressed her lips and nodded, then took a deep breath and stepped into the front hall.

For a time, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at her.

"..."

In the early morning, the eastern sky was white, and the morning sun hidden underground was shining with light.

The door of the Pope's Palace suddenly opened, and more than twenty figures rose into the sky, rushing towards the direction of Tiandou City without looking back.

On the top of the sacred mountain, two pairs of eyes were watching them leaving.

Qian Renxue's golden silk hair shone brightly under the gleam of the morning, like a hanging golden sun, setting off her white face, so beautiful.

She stared at the back of those Title Douluo leaving, and asked Qian Daoliu beside her: "Grandpa, can they succeed?"

Qian Daoliu's gaze was like a waveless ancient well. He shook his head and said: "I don't know, but no matter what you encounter, as long as you complete the nine angel tests, everything can be solved."

After speaking, he looked at Qian Renxue and asked, "Are you ready?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, and then nodded.

Soon after, on the top of the holy mountain, a voice rang slowly.

"The Eighth Test of the God of Angels, start!"

Chapter 497

The golden clouds among the ridges of green mountains puffed and vomited, and boundless fire arose from the mountains like a green dragon, and gathered in the sky like a cloud of auspicious clouds.

Standing on the wall of Lingyun Pass, one could clearly see the vision not far behind.

The visions behind these days have become more and more conspicuous, and the spirit masters and sergeants of Lingyun Pass have gradually recovered from their initial surprise, but it is also common to talk from time to time. After all, this kind of vision is rare in life.

On the corner of the Lingyunguan wall stood two royal soul masters from the Heaven Dou Empire. Both of them were middle-aged, no longer young, with vicissitudes of life on their faces. They quietly looked at the distant vision. The sky of the mountain was smeared with a layer of faint gold, like a scene in a dream, with a stream of heat blowing under the rippling breeze.

After watching for a long time, the small middle-aged man in a yellow-brown shirt standing on the left side asked without turning his head: "Old Qian, what are you talking about behind? How could this world be created? Vision."

"We both grew up together when we were young, we are inseparable, even you don't know, where do I know?"

The middle-aged soul master who was called the old money gave a small look at his side when he heard the words, but after he finished speaking, he carefully looked around, and then whispered in his own small ear: "However, I secretly glanced at it last night."

Unexpectedly, the small middle-aged man was shocked. He didn't expect that his friend would have seen it. He turned his head and looked at Old Qian and said in silence: "You are crazy, but there is a ban on it. All arrested and punished as treason."

Old Qian was also taken aback by the reaction of the small middle-aged man. He glanced at him a little annoyedly. He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and looked around cautiously. He was relieved when no one noticed here. .

That's the case, he still stared at his faintly annoyed, and whispered: "Lao Zhang, do you want to kill me?!"

The small middle-aged man also reacted, responding to him with an awkward smile, but the small middle-aged man still couldn't help shrinking his neck and vomiting: "Can you blame me? Who knows that you brave brat? All the people gathered there are disciples of the upper three sects, who don't recognize us."

"Aren't I curious?! Besides, they don't take us with them when they do anything. Isn't that distrusting us?! I know there are many fish and dragons in our team, but the more they hide, the more curious they are!"

Seeing the old money vent, the small middle-aged man looked around, then smiled and leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Then what do you see? Tell your buddies."

Old Qian also glanced around, and then slowly said in the ears of the small middle-aged man who was listening, "I... didn't see anything."

"Old money, you are not interesting enough!" The small middle-aged man stared at his hair.

"I really didn't see anything!"

"Damn! Since you haven't seen anything, then you pretend to be like this!"

The blue veins on the forehead of the small and middle-aged man showed up, and he wanted to make a face lift that he was so familiar with.

"Hey, there are so tightly guarded there, there are dozens of Contra title Douluo, where I dare to approach, if you get really close now you can't see me, but I heard some voices there."

"what sound?"

Although the small middle-aged man is still very angry, his curiosity is better than anger.

"There was a blast of iron, and... an indescribable beast roar. The sound was full of resentment and killing intent. Just listening to the sound made people feel like falling into an ice cellar."

"real or fake?"

"What do I lie to you for?"

...

In the deep mountains, dozens of forging blast furnaces are burning, with golden flames burning inside, and at least one Contra beside each blast furnace is providing soul power, and hot red iron is flowing in each blast furnace. , Are all kinds of precious metals in this world melted.

There are several forging platforms not far from the blast furnace, and the clinking sound of iron strikes can be heard from here. The elders of the Haotian School have become blacksmiths. They are naked, wearing only coarse shorts and strong bodies. Flowing fine sweat.

And beside the cold pool, Tang Chen and several people were discussing forging matters.

"Everything is basically ready. After forging, this Gunkiller will weigh about 186,000 catties. The whole body is composed of more than 10,000 small parts. The combination is a gun, and the divided is a small sword. After acknowledging the Lord, you can split and assemble freely just by reading it at will. Tsk...I really don’t understand that kid, return ten thousand swords to the sect. Isn’t this a gun together?"

Hearing Tang Chen's complaints, Tang San couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "He often has some fantastic ideas, it's not a day or two, just get used to it."

Tang Chen shook his head when he heard the words, and then asked Tang Hao: "Hao'er, what happened to the gun body?"

Tang Hao now has only one arm, and it feels very distressed when it falls in Tang Chen's eyes, but he is completely unaware of it. Hearing this, he nodded and said: "The divine essence of the torso bone has been evenly added. Among the torso parts."