Douluo’s Haotian Myth

　　 The white golden fog temple is suspended above the thousands of thick fog.

　　 Suddenly, a cloud of platinum mist fell from nine days and directly enveloped the entire temple of fog.

　　 At that moment, Tang Bufan throbbed, and vaguely sensed something. He raised his head and looked at the void, his eyes passed through the thick fog, and he saw the scene above.

　　 A phantom of a middle-aged man appeared in the sky above the Fog Temple, which was shrouded in thick white and golden fog.

　　 The middle-aged man in the thick fog is no one else, but the fog **** descended from the gods, of course this is just a projection of him.

　　 The fog of God’s eyes were slightly surprised. Someone was able to sense himself under the isolation of his domain. He wanted to see who it was. It shouldn’t be another deity. This would be a coincidence.

　　 I saw his eyes flick through the thick fog, and directly fell on Tang Bufan, instantly understanding Tang Bufan's cultivation. At the same time, the thunder mark on Tang Bufan's eyebrows seemed to have been stimulated, and unexpectedly emerged on its own, emitting a purple-golden light.

　　 Through the thick fog, Tang Bufan and the fog **** looked at each other, and for the first time a shocking expression appeared in his eyes. Is the ghost in this thick fog the legendary fog god?

　　 It is really powerful, even if it doesn't come from the real body, it makes him tremble and feel great pressure.

　　While the fog **** saw the mark on Tang Bufan's forehead, he was surprised, but soon became regretful.

"Twelve years old, fifty-eighth-level soul king, the prototype of the soul is formed in his mind. This talent is simply unprecedented, and he has also obtained the inheritance of Thor, but Thor has completely fallen, even if he obtains his inheritance, I am afraid that he will become a god. There are twists and turns in one step!"

　　 After a while, the fog **** no longer paid attention to Tang Bufan and sank directly into the temple.

　　 Inside the Fog Temple, the Fog God looked at the girl who was submerged in the mist, nodded in satisfaction, and moved his lips slightly.

　　 A thunderbolt suddenly resounded in Zi Han's mind, who was originally at a loss.

　　 "Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes and meditate, absorb the mist, and the spirit will awaken."

　　 Zihan only felt that the voice was very cordial, and he sat down cross-legged without any doubt, and began to practice Hunyuan Gong.

　　 An hour later, Mist God’s face appeared astonished, “I didn’t expect it to be absorbed so quickly, I thought it would take three hours?”

　　 After absorbing the mist on the altar, Zihan's entire temperament has changed, vaguely revealing an ancient and noble temperament, and the whole body has become ethereal and unpredictable.

　　 God of Fog nodded in satisfaction, "Yes, twelve years old and thirty-fourth level, my night family finally has a genius to pass on the gods to you, so I can rest assured to go out and explore the universe!"

　　 Zihan heard someone talking, opened his eyes quickly, and saw a handsome and kind middle-aged man.

　　 She rolled her eyes, and combined with what she had just heard, she suddenly became excited, and said excitedly: "The descendants of the Ye family, Ye Zihan, have seen their ancestors!"

The fog **** chuckled: "Yes, very clever, I can actually guess my identity. Okay, let's get back to business, the reason why I came to see you today is to pass on the position of God to you, waiting for you to cultivate to the 99th level. Shizai returned to the Temple of Fog for the final inheritance. By the way, your martial arts soul has been completely awakened, and it is now its true form. As for the future cultivation methods of martial arts soul, I have already printed it in your mind. I will slowly ponder it later! "

　　 After speaking, the fog **** phantom disappeared.

　　 Outside, in the purple realm, Qing Yu is very worried, "Brother Tang, what do you think we should do next? And Zihan, will she have an accident?"

　　 Tang Bufan's eyes were calm, "Qing Yu, don't worry, I think Zihan should come out soon!"

　　 "But now the Temple of Fog has risen to the sky, how did she get down?"

　　 Tang Bufan frowned, "Well, I will fly up to the sky and have a look. Stay where you are."

　　 After speaking, Tang Bufan summoned the wings of a phoenix. With a flap of both wings, the whole person rose into the air and disappeared into the depths of the thick fog.

　　 Although thick fog can suppress mental power, it has no effect on spirit bone skills, so even if he flies in thick fog, Tang Bufan is not a headless fly.

　　 In less than five minutes, Tang Bufan broke through the dense fog and saw the Temple of Fog floating quietly above the cloud formed by the fog.

　　 As soon as he spread his wings, he flew over. He didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the hall, he found Zihan walking out of it.

　　 The two looked at each other, both of them were a little surprised.

　　 Tang Bufan immediately noticed some mysterious changes in Dao Zihan's body, but when he thought that even the fog **** was alarmed, it was only natural that there were some changes in his body.

　　 Zihan did not expect Tang Bufan Tang Bufan would actually appear at the entrance of the hall.

　　 "Brother Tang, why are you here?"

　　 Tang Bufan did not speak, but pointed down.

　　 Zihan couldn't help but looked down, and was surprised, isn't the Temple of Fog on the ground? Why appear in the air now?

　　 Tang Bufan flew directly on the stairs outside the Fog Temple and explained, "Qing Yu and the others are worried about your safety, and they are afraid that you will not be able to come down after accepting the inheritance, so I will fly up to pick you up! I will hold you down!"

　　 Zi Han's face turned red, and finally nodded.

　　 Tang Bufan didn't hesitate, picked up Zihan and flew down.

　　 The twelve-year-old Zi Han is already over six meters tall, but not heavy. In his two lives, it was the first time that Tang Bufan had such close contact with a girl.

　　 smelled the fragrance of Zihan's body, his mind inevitably fluctuated, and the result was a physical imbalance, and he almost made a big joke.

However, Tang Bufan quickly withdrew his distracting thoughts and flew towards the ground steadily~www.readwn.com~ and Zihan was also the first time to have close contact with the opposite sex, his face was reddish, looking at Tang Bufan’s handsome face, he was a little idiot. .

　　 Soon, the two of them landed on the ground again, and a circle of purple fields suddenly spread, dispelling the dense fog in it, and everyone's sights returned to normal.

　　 Looking at Zihan safe and sound, Qing Yu and the others let go of their worries. Suddenly a squeak awakened everyone, and the voice revealed joy. It was Xiao Qi.

　　 I saw Xiao Qi actually screaming intimacy around Zi Han, and Zi Han unexpectedly stroked Xiao Qi, it seemed that Xiao Qi seemed to enjoy it.

　　 Tang Bufan's eyes showed the color of thought. It seems that Zihan inherited this time and gained a lot. It seems that he at least knows the origin of Xiaoqi.

　　 In fact, not only Tang Bufan found the abnormality, but others also looked at Zi Han in a mysterious place.

Zihan seemed to be aware of it, looking at everyone's eyes, and quickly explained: "Little Qi is an ancient animal, a colorful treasure hunter, with an extremely rare treasure hunting ability. It is a soul beast raised by the great fog god. So very sensitive to my breath."

　　 Everyone does not suspect him.

　　 At this time, the second elder sighed: "Okay, now everyone is here, and has obtained the inheritance of the fog god, it is time to return to the Clear Sky School!"

　　 Zi Han quickly said: "Second Elder, now these thick fog has no effect on me, I will take you out now!"

　　 Then, under the leadership of Zi Han, everyone bid farewell to Xiao Qi and left the foggy forest.

　　 Outside the foggy forest, Tang Bufan and his group of eight looked at the forest that was completely plunged into the dense fog, with complex expressions, and a few people lost their joy.