Chapter 337: The conspiracy of the **** of death

In such a strange scene, the scalp of many Title Douluo present was numb.
　　 Tang Xiao and the five elders looked terrified, and deep worries appeared in their eyes, and they rushed towards Tang Bufan.
　　 In the end, Tang Bufan caught him when he was about to fall into the pit, but the Thunder God Sword in his hand fell into the pit.
　　 Tang Xiao anxiously hugged Tang Bufan back to the ground. At this moment, Tang Bufan's eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were deeply furrowed, showing a struggling expression.
　　 He had already tried to poke his mental power into Tang Bufan's mind, but it was like a copper wall and iron wall, and his mental power was directly bounced away before it entered.
　　 At this moment, Ning Fengzhi and the others also surrounded them, and everyone looked very solemn.
　　 "Brother Tang, how is Xiao Fan?"
Tang Xiao's eyebrows were filled with anxiety, "Xiao Fan's mind is blocked by a mysterious force, and my mental power is completely inaccessible. This is the first time I have seen this strange situation. I don't know what to do. How many can I do? ?"
　　 Everyone, look at me, I look at you. Also helpless.
　　 At this moment, Gu Chenyan, the elder of the ancient family, suddenly spoke, "Brother Tang, do you know what that golden villain was just now?"
　　 "It should be the soul." Tang Xiao was startled slightly, thinking for a moment before he was a little uncertain.
A look of surprise flashed in Gu Chenyan’s eyes, "Unexpectedly, Brother Tang knew something about spirits! According to the handwritten notes left by my ancestors of the ancient family, as long as our spirit masters reach the 100th level, that is, to become a god, our soul will Turned into a golden soul. The golden villain is probably a soul, but the strange thing is that the Lord of Death is only level ninety-eight, not a at all, how could a soul be born?"
　　 "I probably know this. I heard Xiaofan say that if our soul masters have adventures, they can form souls in advance, but the conditions are too harsh." Tang Xiao said solemnly.
　　Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with strange rays of light. Whether it was a divine soul or a hundred-level god, these things would not be accessible as the Sect Master of Qibao Glazed Glass Sect.
Gu Chenyan nodded and continued, "In this situation, it is almost impossible for the Death Palace Master to use the method of the Death Palace Master. He sealed Tang Xiaoyou's spiritual sea with the power of his soul, and completely cut off the possibility of outside support for Tang Xiaoyou. , Unless another existence with god-level spiritual power joins the battle, we can only wait for Tang Xiaoyou and the Death Palace Master to actively decide the outcome."
"Then we can't do anything like this? Even though the Death Palace Master has lost his body, his spiritual power has reached the level. I think you all have a deep understanding of that power. Can Xiaofan have a chance to win? "The corner of Tang Xiao's mouth is bitter, and his eyes are very worried.
　　 At this moment, Gu Chenhai spoke, "Brother Tang, I think Xiaoyou Tang might have a half chance of winning?"
　　As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and they all looked at Gu Chenhai suspiciously.
　　 "Brother Gu, why don't you come and have a look?" Tang Xiao asked with joy.
Gu Chenhai glanced at the crowd, "Me and Tang Xiaoyou are not acquainted, so I admire Tang Xiaoyou very much. He can have today's strength, and he must have created many miracles. Brother Tang must know better than me this time. The Lord calculated, but he may not be able to perform miracles."
　　 Everyone is right to think about it, Tang Bufan can become an eighty-seventh level Contra at the age of eighteen, and his strength is comparable to that of a peerless Douluo. This in itself is a miracle.
Seeing that everyone recognized his point of view, Gu Chenhai continued,
What really gives me hope is that Tang Xiaoyou used a mental attack to block the Death Palace Lord’s Sword of Divine Sense, which means that Tang Xiaoyou still has a certain resistance. And the battlefield It’s in the sea of ​​his own spirit. This is the home court, which can provide him with a steady stream of spiritual power. On the other hand, the Master of Death, his spiritual power consumption is a little bit, unless he defeats Tang Xiaoyou in one effort, otherwise Tang Xiaoyou is completely capable Opportunity wasted him."
　　 Tang Xiao thought carefully, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
　　 On the other hand, the second elder dealt with all the relics of the Death Palace Lord, a black soul bone and a space ring. The other four elders carried back the Thunder God Sword with difficulty.
　　The reason why it was so difficult was that the Thunder God Sword was too heavy, and none of them could pick it up alone.
　　 This is 129,600 catties!
　　 Even though they are the titled Douluo powerhouses of the Clear Sky School, strength is their strength, but they still can't pick up the Thunder God Sword alone.
　　 The four elders flushed and placed the Thunder God Sword next to Tang Bufan, and the terrifying weight immediately sank the ground.
　　Ning Fengzhi and the others all had weird faces, and looked at the Thunder God Sword with some uncertainty. Is it that heavy?
　　 At this moment, the Hanhai Qiankun hood that had been lifted by the Lord of Death earlier flew back suddenly from a distance, wanting to sink into Tang Bufan's eyebrows, but Tang Bufan's eyebrows flashed with a golden light.
　　 Hanhai Universe Cover seemed to be angry, the azure blue halo became stronger, trying to enter the sea of ​​Tang Bufan's spirit. However, a thick golden light appeared between Tang Bufan's eyebrows and resolutely intercepted the cover of the vast sea.
　　 There was a terrible pressure when Jin Guang and watching the blue light confront each other, and Tang Xiao and the others kept backing away.
　　 In the golden world, two figures are facing each other.
　　 One of the figures looks a little illusory, and the other figure is a substantial golden figure.
　　 These two figures are not others, they are Tang Bufan and Death Palace Lord.
At this moment, the Lord of Death was standing in the golden world with his hands in his hand, his eyes swept across every corner of the world, and he was amazed, "It is indeed the first genius in the Douluo Continent, such a mighty spiritual power~EbookFREE.me~so magnificent. The sea of ​​spirit, I’m afraid I’ll give you another year and a half, maybe you can condense the soul. What a pity!"
　　 "It seems that what I guessed before is really correct. You really are not the real Palace Master of Death. This is your true face. Who are you?" Tang Bufan stared at the young spirit in front of him and asked.
　　 The Lord of Death smiled lightly, as if he was holding the victory, "You can call me the of death, or the of death."
　　 "You are actually a real god!" Tang Bufan was shocked, he couldn't believe it.
　　 The Lord of Death did not deny it, but mysteriously said, "By the way, I am telling you a secret. Now I can only be counted as a sub-soul, only one percent of the main body."
　　 "One percent of the soul, is this impossible?" Tang Bufan couldn't believe it.
The Lord of Death chuckled, "There is nothing impossible. Although this is only one percent of my soul, it is enough to match the soul of a third-level god, and my power is much stronger than that of the same level god. Good. Now, I said so much nonsense to you, it's time to merge into one, come on, don't resist, let us merge into one!"
　　 At the end, the words of the of death are full of temptation.
　　 Tang Bufan snorted coldly, "God of death, you really have a good calculation. If you want to devour my soul, then use your true skills!"
　　 "It's not someone who is exalted. Since I want to die, then I'll persuade you." The face of the of death became gloomy in an instant.
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