Douluo’s Haotian Myth

　　 Outside the Haotian Peak, Tang Bufan stared at the mist-shrouded mountain peak in a daze.

　　 After a while, a cold girl came to him.

　　 Tang Bufan said without looking back: "Zihan, you are here!"

　　 "Brother Tang, I wonder if you are looking for me?" Ye Zihan's face was full of doubts.

　　 "Last time I heard you mentioned that you wanted to find your Yejia ancestral land, could you tell me about the ancestral land, maybe I can help you!" Tang Bufan said a little mysteriously.

　　 Ye Zihan is the first time to look closely at this young man who has repeatedly created myths in the Haotian School. I saw that his dark pupils were as mysterious as the night sky, and his handsome face had a wistful smile, exuding a unique charm.

　　 avoiding the other person’s eyes slightly, Ye Zihan was silent for a while before saying faintly: “Brother Tang, it’s true that we don’t know each other. We have limited knowledge of the ancestral land, only a word passed down from generation to generation.

　　 Tang Bufan's eyes flashed clearly, "I don't know what this sentence is?"

　　 "The White Jade Hall by the Qingshui Lake, and the Misty Valley outside the White Jade Hall."

Ye Zihan’s pretty face was full of helplessness, "We have read this sentence thousands of times, and the final conclusion is that the White Jade Palace should be the ancestral place and birthplace of our Ye family! But we can’t find the Misty Valley. where!"

　　 Tang Bufan's eyes flashed, and he hesitated for a moment before slowly saying: "Maybe I know where the Misty Valley is!"

　　 Ye Zihan showed incredible light in his eyes, and looked at Tang Bufan suspiciously.

　　 They have been looking for this Misty Valley in Yejia for so many years without any news. How could he know? This is a coincidence!

　　 Tang Bufan naturally saw the doubt in Ye Zihan's eyes, but he didn't intend to explain. Some things are better to see.

　　 "I will go to the Misty Forest in seven months. Then you will go with me!"

　　 After talking about Tang Bufan, he walked away, ignoring Ye Zihan's dazed expression.

　　 After a long time, Ye Zihan reacted, muttering to himself, "Deep misty forest?"

　　 Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Ye Zihan's eyes. Maybe the Misty Valley they had been looking for was in this misty forest!

　　 When she was about to ask Tang Bufan carefully, where was he still around.

　　 Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye it is half a month.

　　 It's the Haotianzong monthly ranking battle again.

　　 Since Tang Bufan won the chief position of the Zongmen, he has never participated in a ranking battle again. With the passage of time, his strength has become stronger and stronger, gradually widening the gap with these disciples.

　　Especially after he obtained a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, even the leading figures among the two three-generation disciples of Tang Long and Tang Hu lost the confidence to challenge him.

　　 On this day, Tang Bufan was brought to the backyard by Tang Ming and the others to watch the ranking game.

　　 Three generations of disciples area, four elders and seven elders are presided over the battle.

　　 Among the crowd, Tang Ming said excitedly: "Boss, do you know where we are in the sect right now?" His tone was full of pride.

　　 Tang Bufan thought for a while, "I remember it seems to be forty away!"

　　 "Boss, that was the result more than a year ago! It is out of date!" Tang Ming retorted.

　　 Tang Bufan was taken aback. There are currently about 100 disciples of the third generation of Haotianzong, but there are actually only a few 50 who actually participated in the qualifying.

　　Because the minimum requirements for qualifying are great soul masters, that is to say, only the soul power of 20 or above is eligible to participate.

　　 Although the talents of the disciples of the Clear Sky School are generally good, plus they have practiced the Hunyuan Gong, they must reach the 20th level, and most of them are over twelve years old.

　　 Among the fifty-odd people who participated in the qualifying competition, the major soul masters and souls were the main ones, and the soul sects were very few.

　　 Tang Bufan looked at Tang Ming's several people carefully, and their spirit power level suddenly appeared in his heart.

　　 Tang Ming, the thirty-second level soul sovereign.

　　 Tang Feng, thirty-third level soul sovereign.

　　 Ye Zihan, thirty-second level soul sovereign.

　　 Qingyu, thirty-second level soul sovereign.

　　 Qingshan forty-first level soul sect.

　　 No wonder Tang Ming is so proud. A year ago, he was just a great soul master, but now he has become a soul sovereign, and his ranking has indeed improved a lot.

　　 Tang Bufan first glanced at other people's cultivation bases, and then he pondered for a moment before slowly saying: "Although your cultivation bases have risen, you have only just been promoted to Soul Venerable, so your ranking should be after 30!"

　　 Tang Ming's five people were stunned, because Tang Bufan was right, and Tang Ming is currently just thirty-one in the clan.

Tang Feng admired: "Boss, you're so amazing, you guessed it right away! Among the five of us, Brother Qingshan is the strongest, ranked sixth in the sect, followed by me in the twenty-ninth place, Qing Yu three Twelve, Zihan did not participate in the competition because he was an auxiliary soul master!"

　　 Tang Bufan glanced at Qing Shan with some surprise. There were six Soul Sects among the three generations of Haotian Sect disciples, and he ranked sixth. Doesn't it mean that he defeated a Soul Sect level brother.

　　 For this meeting, the game has already started in the field.

　　 The fourth and seventh elders who presided over the competition waved to Tang Bufan, and Tang Bufan bid farewell to Tang Ming and walked towards the two elders.

　　 The four elders joked: "Xiao Fan, don't you plan to participate in the ranking battle, are you? You are simply bullying them with your strength!"

　　 Tang Bufan waved his hands again and again~www.readwn.com~ somewhat embarrassedly said: "Four elders, I'm just here to take a look! I won't participate in the competition."

As the four elders said, he is now the best in spirit power among the three generations of disciples. Except for Tang Long and Tang Hu, two newly promoted soul kings who can barely fight him, everyone else may not even be able to take a single move. live.

　　 Suddenly, the Seventh Elder's eyes burned and said, "Xiao Fan, are you interested in competing with your uncles?"

　　 When these words came out, not only Tang Bufan was stunned, but even the Fourth Elder was stunned!

　　 The second-generation disciple of the Haotian School, the weakest now is the Soul Emperor, if not counted as the Sect Master, the strongest one is already the 84th-level Soul Douluo.

　　 Tang Bufan is now a fifty-sixth-level soul king. With the quality of his soul ring and other hole cards, he is really not weaker than the soul emperor. As for how far it can reach, it is really hard to say!

　　 Thinking of this, the four elders also thought about it, and wanted to calculate what Tang Bufan's strength had reached!

　　 After a while, Tang Bufan was relieved, and said excitedly: "Grandpa Seventh Elder, is it really okay?"

　　 Seeing Tang Bufan's agreement, the Seventh Elder smiled slightly, "Naturally, but we have to wait for a while until the end of your three-generation disciple ranking competition!"

　　 Tang Bufan wanted to find an opponent to test the power of the fifth spirit ability. Uncle Zongmen was naturally an excellent opponent, but he hadn't thought of it before!

　　In just two hours, the ranking competition of the three generations of disciples ended. The rankings were basically unchanged. Only a few disciples successfully challenged and moved forward, most of which remained unchanged.

　　 After all, everyone practices together during the day, and their respective strengths are basically clear.

　　The purpose of this qualifying match is to hope that everyone can compete with each other and at the same time supervise each other.