This is also Luo Chuan’s purpose, that is, to let Tang Hao cut off the majesty of the Martial Soul Hall.

The fact that the number one force in the continent who was in trouble was definitely enough to reduce the prestige of the Wuhun Hall, which is of great benefit to the unification of the Continent of the Tiandou Empire in the future.

"Don't you come out, then I'll kill you!"

Tang Hao didn't see a strong man, so he sneered and rushed to the next hall.

"Who dares to play wild in the Spirit Hall?"

There are not many people in the Pope's Hall, but there are other places. As soon as the ruins were passed, several figures came to me.

"Just a few fish came, let's die."

Tang Hao waved his hammer mercilessly. The person in front wanted to resist, but the martial soul was smashed directly, and then it turned into meat paste.

The others were scared. Even if this person was a titled Douluo, it would be too terrible to kill one of them with one blow?

"Go away from the edge for the time being and wait for the elder to come."

Someone was timid and righteous and found an excuse to retreat.

But Tang Hao was already murderous, and he continued to rush out like a cannonball, his whole body was like a gust of wind, flying in his hand, smashing everything he could see.

"Ahhh!"

Under the crazy and violent Haotian Hammer, screams and broken sounds came one after another.

For a moment, no one could stop it.

In a side hall, another elder, Saint Dragon Douluo, was aware of the movement and hurriedly stepped out of the palace. Seeing the familiar martial souls in the distance, he was a little surprised and suspicious: "Damn it, the madman from Haotianhammer is not dead yet?"

"Don't go, the Elders' Palace will solve it."

A cold voice came, Bibidong.

The Holy Dragon Douluo was afraid at first, and when he heard this, he said more naturally: "Yes, Lord Pope."

He was promoted by the Pope, so he would naturally listen to the Pope.

Bibidong sneered: "My position as a pope has been removed. Now there is no pope in the Temple of Warlords, only the Hall of Elders."

The Holy Dragon Douluo was stunned for a moment and could only smile bitterly.

He knew that the Pope must have resentment, but he didn't expect that the resentment was so great that he destroyed the Pope's house and remained indifferent.

Fortunately, the Hall of Elders was behind the Hall of Popes, and he did not take action. At this moment, a huge golden crocodile had already flew out of it and collided with the Haotian Hammer.

The terrifying waves spread, shaking down many nearby buildings, and the entire Wuhun City was trembling.

Not only that, outside the Elders' Hall, there was a golden light emerging, which was a figure with three pairs of wings.

The six-winged angel, Qiandaoliu, is also one of the three peerless Douluoes on the continent today.

He looked at Tang Hao with a ugly expression, with a murderous intent in his eyes: "Tang Hao, you are seeking death!"

"I'm here to seek death today, it depends on whether you can pull you old guys together on the road."

Tang Hao did not hide his desire to die. In order not to waste his power, he directly started to blow up the ring.

boom!

The Golden Crocodile Douluo was actually knocked out with a hammer, and Tang Hao's strength was much stronger than Tang Xiao.

The other worshippers' faces changed. Which one of them is not at level 96 or above, and which one cannot gain an advantage in cultivation?

However, when facing Tang Hao, who was less than the peak Douluo level, they were a little helpless.

"Since you are looking for death, let's die here today!"

A cold light flashed in Qiandaoliu's eyes: "I didn't kill you back then, and today I got what I wish."

He raised his hand and waved hard: "Go on it all, see how big a wave he can turn up today!"

Qian Daoliu did not fight alone. He knew this kid's ability. He didn't even leave him alone. After these years, the opponent's strength has reached a higher level. There is no need to be polite.

The other six worshipers had a reason and immediately joined forces to suppress Tang Hao.

"Haha, the old dogs in the Spirit Hall know how to fight less!"

Tang Hao mocked him and exploded the rings, which were stronger than each other. His black soul power burst out like a sea, and the six worshippers could not suppress it for a moment.

You know, this time it is not the three major worshipers, but six. With the cooperation of each other, even Qiandaoliu may not be the opponent.

Tang Hao can gain an advantage, which is the momentum brought by not being afraid of death, which makes these pampered offerings overwhelmed by breathlessness.

Boom boom boom boom!

With the explosions, the six major worshipers vomited blood soon after.

While they are old, they rarely take action, and they are fighting hard. Even if they have a numerical advantage, they have not successfully suppressed Tang Hao.

Qian Daoliu's face became increasingly ugly, but he still did not rush to take action.

When the Eighth Ring exploded, the siege of the six worshipers suddenly shattered, and everyone was shocked and vomited blood.

Tang Hao rushed out of blood.

"Old bird, you go to die with Qian Xunji!"

Tang Hao exploded on the sixth ring, and his whole body turned into a black sun.

"snort!"

Qian Daoliu snorted and finally took action. The angel holy sword in his hand shone brightly and instantly turned into a golden sun.

The scorching flames set against the black sun opposite with the power of judgment.

For a moment, the heaven and earth became two colors, one side was golden and the other side was black, just like two worlds.

Energy groups over a hundred meters collided together and eroded each other. At the same time, the martial souls collided, making a sound.

Boom!

The entire elders' palace trembled and countless cracks appeared, but just as they were about to collapse, the angel statue in the palace shone brightly, supporting a circle of golden light.

Luo Chuan, who was hiding in the dark, looked slightly moved. He noticed a force beyond the world. This force could only be achieved when the Seven Killing Swords were stacked five times at the same time.

A golden light flashed away, blocking the two peak Douluo-level attacks and saving the Elders' Hall.

Everything else in a radius of hundreds of meters turned into powder in an instant, and the surging energy swept through the gravel and sand and dust, pulling the surroundings into chaos.

Qian Daoliu's body retreated, like a golden ball hitting the door of the Elders' Hall, and a big hole appeared with a click.

Tang Hao's hammer continued to move forward, smashing the door of the Elder's Hall with a bang, revealing the statue of the angel god filled with holy light.

At this point, all the power on his body was exhausted, and with a squirting sound, his body cracked and blood shot out.

He still had his eyes wide open, holding the hammer in his hands, in a position of smashing, but his breath dissipated like a tide, as if it had turned into a statue.

Everyone was silent, watching this scene,

Outside the Elder's Hall, a mortal raised his hammer and smashed it at the statue of the god, and inside, the statue of the god was still spotless.

Click.

The Haotian Hammer was broken and turned into wisps of black light and destroyed ashes, and Tang Hao's body also turned into blood mud.

He was already injured but had not healed, and died completely after exhausting all his strength.

Before he died, he still broke the gate of the Elders' Hall and broke the place with the strongest strength of the Spirit Hall.

"It's tragic."

Luo Chuan sighed, and with a complicated mood, he collected the remaining energy of the other party.
Chapter completed!