Chapter 37 Haotian Formation After one hour. The residence of Haotian Sect. At the foot of the tall mountain gate, horse-drawn carriages kept coming and going, transporting all kinds of rare materials to the Haotian Sect. At the entrance, Tang Lie, the seventh elder of Haotian Sect, was leading a dozen Haotian Sect disciples to preside over the reception. "You are too polite, envoy. Our Haotian Sect accepts the gift from your Xingluo royal family. If you have any problems in the future, just come to us in the Haotian Sect. It's still early, why don't you come into my mountain gate and have a chat?" "Elder Tang Lie, please go first..." As they chatted and laughed, they prepared to walk into the sect. At this moment, a heavy object fell from the air and hit Tang Lie.
Seeing this, Tang Lie kicked out subconsciously. boom-- The thing flew straight out. It was not until this time that everyone could see clearly that the person falling from the sky was a disciple wearing the uniform of the Haotian Sect. Only after the man landed did Tang Lie and the others begin to look at him. After a quick glance, Tang Lie frowned. He always felt that the figure of the person on the ground was somewhat familiar. After looking at it carefully again for a while, Tang Lie's eyes changed. He pushed away several people around him and quickly pounced towards the man on the ground. "Tang Xing, what happened to you? Who hurt you?" Tang Lie helped Tang Xing up from the ground and gave him a brief observation. Tang Lie relaxed a little. Although Tang Xing was in a coma at this time, he was not really dead. Feeling this, Tang Lie raised his head and looked behind him, cursing loudly. "Who is this desperate fellow who dares to attack my Haotian Sect? Aren't you afraid of bringing disaster upon your family?" "Humph--" The Lion Douluo stood in the sky with Qin Ming, looking down at the people of the Haotian Sect below. Seeing this scene, everyone on the scene realized that something was wrong. Except for some special martial spirits, a spirit master who wants to fly must at least cultivate to the level of Titled Douluo. At this moment, the envoy of the Star Luo Empire realized that the Lion Douluo in the sky had at least title-level strength, and he silently retreated. At his signal, the Xingluo official personnel who were transporting supplies quickly dispersed.
Running towards the outside of Haotian Sect at an extremely fast speed... In the blink of an eye, only members of the Haotian Sect were left in front of the sect's mountain gate. Seeing this, Tang Lie's face turned even worse. He said while looking at the Lion Douluo in the air. "Who are you, Your Majesty? I wonder why you want to hurt my child?" "Your son?" The Lion Douluo sneered. "I just happened to take care of you too..." As he spoke, the Lion Douluo slapped Tang Lie below. The fiery red soul power carried an astonishing force, pressing down on Tang Lie like the sky falling down. Tang Lie's pupils shrank slightly as he faced the Lion Douluo's palm head-on. At this time, Tang Lie, who was only at the Contra level, only felt that the god of death was attacking him. "Damn, he's at least a Titled Douluo with level 95 soul power." Tang Lie did not dare to be careless at all. He used all his strength to activate the Clear Sky Hammer to resist. But everything was in vain, the gap in soul power between the two sides was too great. Tang Lie, like his son Tang Xing, was blown away directly... The tall mountain gate carefully built by the Haotian Sect was also destroyed by a palm strike. All kinds of stones fell to the ground, and the scene became chaotic. At this time, Tang Lie, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, stared at the Lion Douluo in the air. "Your Majesty, I wonder what hatred my Haotian Sect has with you. You actually want to destroy my mountain gate today?" Before the Lion Douluo could reply, several streaks of light flashed again inside the Haotian Sect. Another six Soul Douluo-level elders rushed out. When they saw the destroyed mountain gate and Tang Lie lying on the ground with serious injuries. The leading elder shouted coldly. "Form the Haotian formation and prepare to meet the enemy." As they were talking, several people quickly took their positions. Blue thunder intertwined and a huge hexagram formation appeared in its place. The soul power of everyone gathered towards the leading elder.
After receiving the blessing of the Haotian Sect's formation, he looked at the Lion Douluo in the air vigilantly and said. "Your Majesty seems a little unfamiliar, my Haotian Sect should not have offended you. I don't know why you want to destroy my mountain gate today? If you can't give a reasonable explanation. My Haotian Sect's ancestor Tang Chen, who has already achieved the peerless Douluo realm, will never let you go!" Seeing that the elder once again brought up Tang Chen as a threat, Lion Douluo snorted coldly. "Tang Chen? How many years has that old guy been missing? Who knows, he might have died in some corner a long time ago. Only your Haotian Sect keeps mentioning it. If it weren't for Big Brother forbidding us to take action, my Spirit Hall would have destroyed your Haotian Sect long ago!" Upon hearing this, the faces of the elders from the Haotian Sect in the field suddenly changed. The leading elder could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, and shouted angrily at the Lion Douluo in the air. “First, they destroyed the gate of our Haotian Sect, and then they insulted our ancestors. So what if you are a Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall. Today, you will pay the price as well." As he spoke, the leading elder shouted loudly. "The seventh soul skill, Haotian's true body." In the Haotian formation, everyone's azure soul power quickly gathered into the hands of the elder. The joyful thunder flashed at his fingertips, and a huge Clear Sky Hammer that was more than ten meters long was condensed in the blink of an eye. After gripping the handle of the hammer, the elder's muscles bulged, and as he twisted his body, he swung the huge Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and smashed it hard at the Lion Douluo in mid-air. Looking at the Clear Sky Hammer that was getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes. The Lion Douluo snorted coldly. "Ninth soul skill, Soul-shattering and Heaven-devouring Roar." next second. The deep black soul ring under the Lion Douluo's feet lit up. With flickering flames, a flaming lion several dozen meters in size appeared in mid-air. He roared at the giant Clear Sky Hammer flying towards him from below. Invisible sound waves mixed with golden flames swept out, and in an instant the giant Clear Sky Hammer was shattered into pieces...
The remaining power attacked the elders in the Haotian formation. boom-- Waves of aftermath mixed with thunder and fire spread out in all directions. In an instant, the rocks shook and dust flew. All the buildings built by Haotian Sect nearby were completely reduced to ruins in an instant... At this time, the elders of the Haotian Sect in the Haotian Formation could no longer hold on. Blood spurted out of the mouths of those elders continuously, and the formation they had just formed was shattered. Just when they were in despair. Another person flew out from the Haotian Sect and stood in front of them. hum- The azure soul power surged up, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a huge barrier that protected everyone. After barely withstanding the impact, the man shouted at the Lion Douluo in the air. "Your Majesty the Lion, we can talk now. I wonder how my Haotian Sect offended you? We are willing to compensate you..." (End of this chapter)