Chapter 156 Unexpected Disaster
[Tian Dou Empire], east of the imperial capital "Tian Dou City", three hundred miles away.
Surrounded by mountains, there are many steep stone mountains, which is spectacular.
This mountain range is very strange. Most of the peaks are very steep, and there are endless streams running between the mountains.
Speaking of this mountain range, not to mention the entire [Tian Dou Empire], even in [Tian Dou City], not many people know about this place, let alone pay attention to it.
Compared to the "Sunset Forest" which is also located to the east of "Tian Dou City" but is closer, only about a hundred miles away, this place is really a bit too remote.
Not only are there no various soul beast resources in the "Sunset Forest", but even the vegetation here is just some short shrubs, with tall trees dotted here and there.
If Ling Yi comes to this mountain range, an ancient poem will naturally come to mind:
Thousands of mountains and birds will fly away, and thousands of people will disappear.
The scenes described by the ancients do exist.
However, on this day, a series of roaring thunder suddenly sounded in this deserted mountain range.
The movement was so loud that even "Tian Dou City" and "Sunset Forest" hundreds of miles away could faintly sense something.
Different from the confusion in "Tian Dou City", from the emperor to the common people, in the "Sunset Forest", the ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts that are usually very fierce are now... They were all curled up, burying their heads, shivering in fear of something.
Of course, there are also those who are unruly.
For example, under a mountain top half covered by thick white fog and exuding a faint smell of sulfur, there is a purple dragon with horns. Not only is it not afraid, but it looks angry when provoked. , looked up to the sky and roared.
At the same time, in the nameless mountain range hundreds of miles away, on the top of an isolated peak thousands of feet high, a pitch-black sledgehammer over a hundred meters in size suddenly appeared, blasting towards the sky from bottom to top.
Looking at the power, this hammer seems to want to blast through the sky.
"Clang——!"
The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed also appeared suddenly, resounding from an altitude of 1,200 feet, and quickly spread to all directions.
In the sky, a golden giant sword, also a hundred feet long, appeared at an unknown time and stretched across the sky of 1,200 feet. The tip of the sword pierced downwards, facing the hundred feet that was blasted towards it from the top of the thousand-foot solitary peak. Giant hammer.
"Ding——"
The moment the two behemoths collided, an extremely slight sound sounded. The contrast was so great that if there were anyone watching the battle, even Contra, they would feel uncomfortable and want to vomit blood. .
The next moment, starting from the intersection between the tip of the golden giant sword and the face of the pitch-black giant hammer, a ripple visible to the naked eye was quietly born, and in the blink of an eye, it suddenly swept away in all directions.
< br>Under the terrifying ripples comparable to a Category 17 hurricane, the thick fog and white clouds along the way were shattered. The turf and shrubs on the rocky mountains were blown up layer by layer, and the ancient trees rooted in the cliffs were also blocked. After breaking, pieces of gravel and stones of different sizes fell directly into the mountain stream below, while others were swept up and flying in the air, hitting the mountain wall and making a crackling sound.
High in the sky, the collision between the pitch-black hammer and the golden sword continued. As time went by, isolated peaks began to collapse in the huge mountains, and large chunks of the mountain fell down and smashed below. A mountain stream with rapid water flow.
Time passed bit by bit, and when the tallest thousand-foot peak in the center of the mountain range was lowered by a hundred meters, a majestic man holding a giant hammer stood on the top of the lonely peak, looking straight ahead at a position hundreds of meters away.
There, a handsome man with six golden wings on his back stood in the sky.
If there were an older generation of soul masters here, they would immediately recognize their identities.
‘Haotian Douluo’——Tang Chen!
‘Angel Douluo’——Qian Daoliu! Qian Daoliu turned his head and glanced at the broken golden shoulder armor on his shoulder, his eyes moving slightly.
Then his eyes were turned to Tang Chen, who was hundreds of meters away. His whole body was filled with calm aura, which was much more towering than the thousand-foot peak at his feet. Qian Daoliu looked calm and said calmly:
"This I lost the first battle."
"As you said before the battle, I will never set foot on this mountain until I defeat you.
The voice of ordinary people is just loud, but it echoes clearly in every corner of this mountain range.
As the voice echoed, the six golden wings behind Qian Daoliu fluttered, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
On the top of the lonely peak, Tang Chen silently looked at the direction Qian Daoliu was going away, with determination in his eyes.
The worries have been eliminated. No matter how [Haotian Sect] develops in the future, there is at least a way out here.
Otherwise, according to Tang Chen’s understanding of his son Tang Zhen, if the eldest grandson Tang Xiao and the youngest grandson Tang Hao become titled Douluo, especially Tang Hao who has talents comparable to his own, I am afraid it will not be possible. It will satisfy the achievement of 'the best sect in the world'.
If it really gets to that point, [Haotian Sect] is likely to launch a challenge to [Martial Spirit Hall], which has been the number one force in Douluo Continent for thousands of years.
He knew his son Tang Zhen's character very well. He was domineering, strong, and unwilling to admit defeat, but he was not a reckless person. His domineering and strength were based on his own certain advantages.
The younger grandson Tang Hao’s character has completely inherited that of his father Tang Zhen, and is even more domineering!
Embodied in martial arts training, Tang Hao, holding the "Haotian Hammer", must adopt a powerful style that overwhelms everyone no matter what kind of enemy he faces. Even if the opponent is stronger than him, he will still fight head-on and try to overwhelm the opponent.
If [Haotian Sect] is really allowed to develop to a certain level, with the personalities of Tang Zhen and Tang Hao, the father and son, the battle between [Haotian Sect] and [Martial Soul Palace] will be inevitable. of.
Of course, although Tang Chen had foreseen all this, he was not prepared to stop them.
From the bottom of his heart, Tang Chen himself was such a domineering master. It was only after he stepped into a realm where he could not stand the cold at high places that he gradually curbed his sharpness.
In other words, there is no Tang family member whose martial spirit is the "Haotian Hammer" who is not strong and domineering!
Tang Chen realized that before embarking on the unknown road of searching for God, it was enough to leave such a way out for his descendants, and he was ready to let them toss the rest~
'Haotian Douluo' Tang Chen established the [Haotian Sect], but the [Haotian Sect] cannot have only Tang Chen's 'Haotian Douluo'.
With Tang Chen’s backing, it is difficult for [Haotian Sect] to produce a new ‘Haotian Douluo’. How can the ‘Haotian Hammer’ rise to the top of the soul without experiencing the tempering of blood and fire? Where is the pinnacle of the division?
With this thought, a biting north wind blew by, and Tang Chen disappeared on the top of the lonely peak.
......
A golden stream of light flew past the "Sunset Forest" at an altitude of thousands of feet, and suddenly a powerful and domineering roar was heard below.
“Buzz——!”
The feathery golden transparent sword light flashed away, and the roar in the forest and mountains below stopped abruptly.
After a long time, the sky had already returned to blue, and white clouds were wandering and misty, and then a soft groan of extremely suppressed pain was heard.
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