Chapter 159: The Seven People of Haotian vs. The End Palace
"You are too weak."
Lan's expression was indifferent, his cold words were unconcealed, and he spoke frankly.
He said this like countless sharp little thorns, ruthlessly piercing deeply into the hearts of Lin Luochuan and others.
In such a severe situation at present, only such merciless truth can make them clearly recognize the cruel reality.
The opponent Lan will face this time is not only Tang Chen, who has reached level 99, but also the Rakshasa God from the God Realm.
Training Lin Luochuan and others to move forward together not only did not provide assistance, but would only put them in an extremely dangerous situation and harm them.
Faced with Lan's merciless words, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
Lin Luochuan was even more unwilling to accept it. He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and kept his hands tightly clenched, but he didn't say a word.
Lan looked at Lin Luochuan and the other six people and slowly spoke: "What you need to do is to devote yourself wholeheartedly and complete the assessment that the Sea God has given you. This is your most important mission at present, and it is also The key way to improve your strength."
"Only then can you truly have the strength to help me."
"Do you understand?"
His voice echoed in everyone's ears, with expectations and encouragement. "Yes, teacher!" Lin Luochuan raised his head suddenly, and a look of firmness flashed in his eyes.
The same is true for the rest.
Lan's words made them stronger and stronger.
The teacher is so kind to them, and they must help the teacher instead of just being carefree behind the teacher.
Cultivate!
This is the only thought in everyone’s mind!
After seeing everyone recovering their passion, Lan left the lounge, returned to his room, and began to write a letter to Qian Renxue
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Six months later.
The full-scale war between the two empires and the Spirit Hall has lasted for more than half a year. With Tang Chen's return and Haotian Sect's strong joining, the battle situation that was originally suppressed by the Martial Soul Palace gradually became anxious.
Although the Spirit Hall still has the upper hand, the pace of war has been forced to slow down and the two sides are in a tug-of-war.
Today, outside Jialing Pass, dark clouds were covered with winds, as if even the world was trembling for this decisive battle that was about to break out.
The army of the Wuhun Hall is surging the Tiandou Empire with a mighty momentum.
Seven major enshrines, including Qiandaoliu, Jin Crocodile Douluan, Qingluan Douluan, etc., stood in the center of the battlefield. The body and soul power surged around the seven people. The terrifying aura swept across the entire Jialing Pass battlefield, as if even the air was The solidification.
On the other side, Tang Chen held the Haotian Hammer in his hand, and behind him were Tang Xiao and the five elders of Haotian Sect.
The seven people lined up in a row, and the Haotian hammer in their hands shone with a cold light in the sun. Although the overall strength of Haotian Sect is slightly inferior to that of the worship hall, Tang Chen alone is enough to compete with the seven worshipers.
His eyes and majesty that looked down on the world were like an insurmountable mountain, which made people feel awe. "Tang Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, your momentum is still as strong as ever." Qian Daoliu's eyes were like torches, and he spoke slowly, with a hint of mockery in his voice.
"You are not bad either."
Tang Chen responded calmly, lifting the Haotian hammer in his hand slightly, and lightning flashed faintly on the hammer's body.
His voice was calm but full of power: "However, it is not enough to have momentum alone, the most important thing is strength."
Qian Daoliu heard this, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: " Strength? In terms of strength, you are not enough. Just those juniors around you who have just entered the title Douluo for a while?"
His eyes swept over the five elders of Haotian Sect, and his tone was full It's disdain. Although the five elders of Haotian Sect are all titled Douluo, they do seem young and inexperienced compared to the entouragers in the worship hall.
However, Tang Chen was unmoved at all, and his face remained as calm as water.
"Why?"
Tang Chen's voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if with endless pressure, "It is naturally the Haotian Hammer in our hands."
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"You lost to me at the beginning."
"Decades later, your son was defeated by my grandson again."
"What?"
"Have you forgotten all these?"
Tang Chen's voice was as thick as thunder, with an unquestionable domineering aura, as if every word and sentence were It contains endless power, hitting Qiandaoliu's mind.
His eyes were like torches, looking straight at Qian Daoliu, as if he wanted to crush all the other party's pride and dignity.
Faced with Tang Chen's questioning, Qian Daoliu's expression became more and more gloomy, and a trace of imperceptible fluctuations flashed in his eyes.
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However, he quickly returned to his calmness, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Oh?"
"Is this true?"
"I do not deny these."
Qiandaoliu's voice was low and cold, with a hint of sarcasm. He looked up slightly, and a joke appeared in his eyes: "But, why is your grandson, who is known as the number one genius in the mainland, no longer here?"
"Aren't you here with you?"
< br> His tone suddenly changed, with a deliberate contempt: "Oh, I remembered it. It seems that not long ago, your grandson was killed by my grandson-in-law. I heard that it was still killed instantly, it was a pity. The seat couldn't see that picture."
Qian Daoliu's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Tang Chen in the heart.
His tone was full of mockery and disdain, as if mocking Tang Chen's incompetence and failure.
"Son-in-law" Tang Chen suddenly ignited anger in his eyes, his fists clenched, and his knuckles made a giggle.
His voice was low and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell: "Sure enough, thousands of roads!"
"See what you know and hand over Lan, otherwise don't blame me for killing you in a big way! "
Tang Chen's voice was filled with endless murderous intent, as if it was about to explode the next moment.
His momentum suddenly rose, and the air around him seemed to solidify, and an invisible pressure enveloped the audience.
Qian Daoliu heard this and sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Slaying a killing?"
"Don't forget, we are on the battlefield now."
His voice was cold and calm , as if stating a simple fact.
Qian Daoliu slowly raised his hand, and the six worshippers behind him released their soul power at the same time. Seven brilliant lights soared into the sky, colliding head-on with Tang Chen's momentum.
The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became tense, and the confrontation between the two sides seemed to be about to break out.
The soul power fluctuations between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, with strong winds whistling and dark clouds rolling, as if even heaven and earth were trembling for this decisive battle that was about to break out.
Tang Chen's eyes were like a knife, staring at Qian Daoliu. The Haotian Hammer in his hand was slightly raised, and there was a faint light of lightning flashing on the hammer's body.
His voice was low and cold, with endless murderous intent: "Thousands of Daoliu, if you don't hand over the Lan today, I will let your Wuhun Palace flow into a river!"
Qian Daoliu heard this, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger: "Tang Chen, do you think that with your own strength, you can shake the foundation of my Wuhun Hall? It's so ridiculous!"
(This chapter ends)