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A large amount of momentum came, as heavy as an overwhelming mountain.

Other spectators in the surrounding area fled away, but Ning Fengzhi and the others sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Zhu Zhuqing disappeared under his feet and disappeared.

Xiao Wu jumped off the high platform and formed a Zhenwu Seven-section Formation with a team of members.

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

The Six Paths of Killing God Domain rises, and with the help of the Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation, it naturally converges on Xiao Wu, holding up the domain to isolate all pressure.

It made everyone look in shock!

Six areas?

And it can also integrate one person, what is this?

Domain fusion technology?

The members of the second team were also in formation, but Shui Bing'er, who was the highest level, was only the five-ring soul king.

Although three people have the realm of the God of Death,

But facing the pressure of the six titled Douluo and a large number of soul masters, it was still a bit too much.

Dugubo and Wang Dali jumped down and stood in front of the first team to block most of the pressure.

It also exposed its own level——

Elder Wang: Level 93!

Dugu Bo: Level 95!

"That's it?" Bibi Dong sneered: "Kneel down for me!"

Bibi Dong's momentum exploded.

It was so overwhelming that it forced Dugu Bo and Wang Dali to take half a step back.

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Fortunately, the two of them immediately launched the Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation. Although the growth rate of the two was not strong, they were connected to each other.

He managed to withstand Bibi Dong's pressure.

The two sides are fighting fiercely.

Then Tang Lan was seen strolling in the courtyard, stepping on the air and coming in front of Bibi Dong.

The mountain-like pressure was like a breeze blowing on his face, unable to affect him in the slightest.

This made Bibi Dong realize that Tang Lan's true combat power was definitely more than Contra!

"It's so majestic."

Tang Lan clapped his hands and said——

"It seems that if we don't show some real skills today, the truth can't be made public?"

"So."

"Dad, show your face!"

next moment.

A black figure appeared silently in mid-air.

Floating there quietly, as if he should belong there in the first place.

It was Tang Hao.

"Buzzing—"

Red, black, black, black, black, black, red!

The nine extremely dazzling soul rings made Bibi Dong open his eyes wide!

——How could this Haotian Douluo be the number one soul ring in 10 years?

"Want to avenge your teacher?" Tang Hao said disdainfully: "Bibi Dong, you are not qualified!"

Level 98 peak Douluo momentum, suppressed without reservation!

Forcibly led by Bibi Dong, Wuhundian had all the momentum to push back firmly.

The entire Spirit Hall was hit and they all retreated in unison.

Some of those who were too low-level even opened their mouths and fell to the ground spitting blood.

Bibi Dongjiao's good-looking face is slightly ferocious!

Good on you, Tang Hao!

You actually dare to come and cause trouble in Wuhun City?

If she hadn't been restricted by the Rakshasa Divine Examination, suppressing level 1 soul power and unable to use it, she wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation.

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"Now that you're here, don't leave!"

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, how long do you want to watch the show?"

Bibi Dong's voice fell.

An old man with white beard and hair slowly walked out of the papal hall.

He was dressed in a golden robe with silver embroidery, and his entire body was covered with a layer of fine golden scales. His hands had turned into sharp claws, and behind him was a huge long tail covered with scales and spikes.

Possessed by a martial spirit!

The powerful momentum surged up, fighting against Tang Hao in a separate battle, and protecting all the soul masters in Wuhun Hall.

But that's all.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, right?" Tang Hao laughed loudly: "It's rare to meet an opponent who is also level 98, let's fight!"

Tang Hao's seventh soul ring shines.

The black Haotian Hammer in his hand suddenly bloomed, and the intense black light surged, turning into a hundred-meter giant hammer, soaring above the Pope's Palace.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not dare to delay in the slightest and activated his seventh soul skill as well.

The muscles and meridians all over his body suddenly surged, transforming into a giant crocodile with a length of more than ten meters, soaring into the sky to meet Haotian's body.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were pale!

The air in the entire Wuhun City was shaking, solidifying into a solid mountain, suppressing all non-Title Douluo to the ground.

The only exception was the Zhenwu Seventh Interception Formation of Xiaowu's seven people.

"brush--"

"brush--"

"brush--"

Four figures rushed towards Xiao Wu and others, they were the remaining four titled Douluo from the Elder Hall.

"Zheng——"

A huge sword slashed down, stopping two titled Douluo.

"puff--"

A row of giant bone spurs rose up, blocking the other two titled Douluo.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong stood side by side in front of Xiao Wu and others. Behind them, Ning Fengzhi held up the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

His momentum overwhelmed the four Titled Douluo on the opposite side.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, are you going against Wuhun Palace?" Level 94 Ghost Leopard Douluo shouted.

Chapter 308 Beat Bibi Dong to death? Qian Daoliu appears!

Facing the questioning of Ghost Leopard Douluo.

Gu Rong mocked: "I just look down on you, you are just bullying a bunch of kids."

Chen Xin even swung the Seven Kills Sword with disdain, his eyes full of contempt.

——Four bullies bully the little ones!

The four Ghost Leopards looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.

Level 96 Chen Xin, level 95 Gu Rong.

There is also the assistance of Qibao Glazed Pagoda.

The four most advanced ones are only level 94, so whoever gets better will really die.

The situation was at a stalemate.

On top.

When Bibi Dong saw the Qibao Glazed Sect "turning sides", his eyes became even colder.

——As expected, none of these top three sects can be used by Wuhun Palace!

Then