Douluo: I, rely on the goddess cloud to cultivate a god

Chapter 112 The Sword Heart Conference Begins

"Ding, the indescribable old Wang's favorability towards you is +1..."

"Ding, the indescribable old Wang's favorability towards you is +1..."

"Ding, the indescribable old Wang's favorability towards you is +1..."

yard.

The whole night was filled with laughter, Xiao Wu, Qian Renxue, and Dugu Yan were each stunned.

What's going on tonight?
Lao Wang had such a good impression of them?

Qian Renxue and others knew that Wang Hao held the Sword Heart Conference of Qibao Glazed Tile School, and expressed their willingness to participate.

Naturally, Wang Hao had no problem and agreed.

After dawn, Xiao Wu and the others were so sleepy that they went back to the room to catch up on sleep.

Wang Hao came to the Chaos Good Fortune Immortal Pond.

Li Xuan, the brother of the ruthless emperor, is becoming more and more solid now.

"How's it going?"

Li Xuandao, the elder brother of the Ruthless Emperor: "It won't be long before I can condense my real body. Now my bone age has reached five years old. According to the rules of this world, I can awaken my martial soul at the age of six. At that time, my ancient holy body blood will If you recover, you don’t need to rely on the fairy liquid here to repair your physical body.”

Wang Hao showed his white teeth, took out the things he searched in the Temple of Killing God, and other places, and sprinkled them into the Chaos Good Fortune Immortal Pond.

Immediately, the Primal Chaos Good Fortune Immortal Pond erupted with shocking celestial light, and there were bursts of fluctuations.

Next, Wang Hao lived a leisurely life, becoming a Titled Douluo, he could have his own title, but Wang Hao didn't name himself.

For him who has experienced the emperor-level strength experience card, he feels that Title Douluo is too weak, and he can't even start.

That night.

Wang Hao sat in the small courtyard drinking tea, and Xiao Wu and the others went to the Immortal Pond of Chaos Creation. For them, the cultivation of the Immortal Pond of Chaos Creation was faster than cultivation.

"Ah, brother Hao and the others are bullying me, come and help me..."

A cry came, it was Dugu Yan's voice.

Wang Hao got up and came to the Chaos Creation Immortal Pool, where he found a few girls playing in the water.

For some reason, Dugu Yan was surrounded.

Xiao Wu's face was flushed, thinking of what Dugu Yan said just now, her heart beat faster, "Brother Hao, leave her alone, she is encouraging us to do bad things."

"Puff..." Dugu Yan couldn't open his eyes after being splashed with water by the girls, "Brother Hao, I didn't say anything, come and help me."

Wang Hao smiled brightly, "Okay, let me tell you something bad."

"No." Xiao Wu and Qian Renxue spoke almost simultaneously.

They made a fuss for a while before they calmed down.

"It's all gone." Wang Hao responded nonchalantly.

The others are fine, after Dugu Yan came out of the Primal Chaos Pond, the white bathrobe on his body was rolled up

The snow-white jade legs, slender and straight, are extremely dazzling white, and even a touch of yellow underwear can be seen.

Dugu Yan screamed, and hastily tidied up his clothes, then stretched out his slender fingers, pointed at Wang Hao, and said, "Brother Hao, if you don't help me, you still eat my tofu, hum! If you dare to take advantage of me, I won't Let you go."

"Please, it's not certain who will take advantage of whom. I'm just reminding you kindly. If Xie Yueyan comes over later, tsk..."

"You and I……"

Dugu Yan was suddenly at a loss for words, her little face was blushing.

"You, me, me, come in, don't catch a cold." Wang Hao turned around.

"I'm so pissed off, sisters, let's deal with him together!" Dugu Yan's pretty face was flushed, and she looked angry.

But in this way, it clearly outlines the girl's innocence and delicacy.

"Xiaohao~"

At this moment, Bibi Dong's pleasant voice came.

Today's Bibi Dong is infinitely close to the real god, tall, graceful and beautiful, as beautiful as the most exquisite jade girl carved out of divine jade.

"Teacher." Hu Liena combed Liu Shui's hair with her fingers, and ran over.

Bibi Dong directly ignored Hu Liena, and looked at Wang Hao's beautiful eyes, "Xiao Hao, have you reached Title Douluo?"

Wang Hao nodded, "En."

then.

Don't wait for Bibi Dong to speak.

Wang Hao's claws stretched out quickly, stopping the soft waist.

In a flash, the figure disappeared from the sight of Xiao Wu and the others.

At the same time, Wang Hao's words sounded in the ears of several people, "Go on and play, I have something to say to the teacher."

In the bridal chamber of the Xiantian Supreme Treasure, Bibi Dong was so steamed up by Wang Hao, she immediately rolled her eyes at Wang Hao, and shook Wang Hao's claws away.

How old are you, and you still pester her like this.

This little ghost, with so many little girls around him, isn't that enough?
"Xiaohao, are you holding the Jianxin Conference to select talents for your great sacrifice fairy palace?"

She asked why.

"Hmm (_)" Wang Hao nodded, and said, "I have a set of kendo cheats here, let's see if there is a suitable candidate."

Bibi Dong nodded, remembering what Wang Hao said before, could it be that something will really happen in this world in the future, won't it be the arrival of the powerful from the God Realm?

Because Wang Hao has advanced thinking since he was a child.

"The future is scary?" She couldn't help asking.

"Dong'er, don't worry, with me here, no matter how terrible the future is, it will be changed." Wang Hao had a smirk on his face, and his hands kept wandering, making Bibi Dong a little uncomfortable.

He didn't want to say it because he didn't want to put pressure on Bibi Dong.

Seeing the boy's confident expression, Bibi Dong didn't ask too many questions.

After staying here for a few days, Bibi Dong left.

Wang Hao also set off with Xiao Wu and others to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"teacher."

When he arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Jian Daochen greeted him immediately, and he couldn't see through this teacher even more.

At the same time, Star Dou Great Forest.

Tang San, who was suppressed by the Blood Princess of Myriad Realms, the three-month deadline has come, a sacred mountain exploded, and Tang San soared into the sky.

He came to the crystal coffin, knelt down and kowtowed three times, "I'm going out, this world, I'll take care of it."

As he said that, the crystal coffin buzzed and trembled, and huge waves arose in the endless sea.

"Haw..."

Nine Yin God Silkworm crawled out from a pile of bones, came through the air, and landed on Tang San's shoulder.

Tang San was in high spirits, powerful divine power leaked from his whole body, at this moment, he finally grasped the power of this world.

But only the crystal coffin, dare not desecrate.

Because there is another world in the crystal coffin, that is the world of Jiang Luoshen, the world's impeccable god body... the world cannot tolerate it.

Having said that, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School was extremely lively this day, and geniuses from anywhere in the Douluo Continent gathered here.

There is a rule in the Jianxin Conference, that is, those who exceed the limit cannot participate, regardless of talent or martial spirit.

Even if you lose your martial soul, you can also participate.

"Today, young heroes from all corners of the country are here to participate in the Sword Heart Competition. In order to promote the exchange of young talents, we hereby hold the Sword Heart Competition."

Chen Xin stood in the center of the duel ring with her hands behind her back.

"I will host this competition. The one with the highest score will win, and you can get our supreme swordsmanship and god-bestowed Wuhun Wuming Iron Sword. No registration is required for this sword heart competition, and you can start your performance as soon as you come on stage."

Chen Xin's loud voice ignited the passion of the young people present, and even the older generation who accompanied him were also very excited.

Many families or sects do not have much power.

But if he can stand out in this competition and be rated as excellent, once he is favored by Kenshin, he will definitely take off.

As for the youth without martial soul, his fists are tightly clenched, such as an eight-year-old child in the crowd.

He was alone, with no background, no family to accompany him, and no martial soul. After hearing the god bestowed martial soul, his dirty little face glowed red.

(End of this chapter)