Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

Comforting Cao Zhao, Mingtian went back to the Tiandou Royal Academy with him. Xuehuangji had been waiting for them a long time ago. Seeing Cao Zhao and Mingtian coming back together, Cao Zhao looked sad, she understood. probably.

Cao Zhao, who had lost the individual knockout round, saw Xuehuangji and felt more guilty.

"Grand Prince, I..."

"Don't say anything, go back and have a good rest. Success or failure depends on your fate. Life and death depend on heaven. This time you have done well."

Patting Cao Zhao's back, Cao Zhao nodded to Xuehuang machine with gratitude, bowed and left.

Seeing Cao Zhao's lonely figure leaving, Xue Huangji said to Mingtian:

"Cao Zhao's defeat was expected. Before he went to the game, I had no confidence that he could win. It seems that when the knockout is over, it will be the day we left."

Listening to Xue Huangji's words, Mingtian felt a little lonely, and insisted:

"No, the prince, maybe luck will come?"

"Oh, I hope, let's go, Mingtian, Xuehe is ready to eat."

Leading Mingtian back to his small courtyard, a table of food has already been prepared. Seeing the delicious food, Ming Tian moved his index finger and felt a little hungry.

"Eat, come and have a drink with me."

"Thank you, the prince."

Taking the wine glass, Ming Tian put it on hand.

"Tomorrow is the last knockout of the team competition. According to my opinion, the opponents behind us are probably all above the forty-five level. It is a little difficult to win with this team."

"The people from the Spirit Hall came a few days ago, do you know?"

Hearing the three words of Wuhundian, Mingtian shook his hand and remembered Yan.

The meticulous Xuehuangji naturally noticed the small details of Mingtian's body and said:

"Want to take revenge? Go and kill the people in the Spirit Hall?"

"One day, I will let them pay off the blood debt of our Holy Spirit Sect!!"

"Thousand Daoliu, Qianxun Ji, and Bibi Dong!"

The source of the destruction of the Holy Spirit Cult is these three people, how could Mingtian let go of the **** hatred brought to him by these three!

"Even if your wings are plump and your strength has reached the level of Super Douluo, it is still difficult to deal with Extreme Douluo."

"Of course, in other words, they can't kill you either."

"According to the information I have, Qian Daoliu has already arrived, right next to the Xingluo Palace, and he has given up the qualification of Wuhundian to directly enter the finals, and is preparing to compete in the same way as the major participating teams from the preliminary round."

"What is he doing?"

"I can't figure it out, but this is an opportunity."

"To win the championship of this Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy competition, to completely defeat the dream of champions in the Soul Hall, and to slap the Hall of Souls fiercely in the face, I believe this is more uncomfortable than killing them directly."

"I will. Both the individual and team matches are my goals."

Turning the wine cup in his hand, Xue Huangji took a sip of wine and said:

"Mingtian, do you know the last King of Souls? That is, the champion of the last individual competition."

The last individual champion? Where does he know this? Mingtian shook his head.

"The individual champions of each Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition are all shocking geniuses, and in the end they have reached the realm of Title Douluo and even Extreme Douluo..."

"However, the individual champion of the last Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Contest has disappeared. The cause was the last insect plague in the mainland."

"I didn't see it when the insect plague was raging, but the legend is that he turned the tide and sealed the insect world again, and the Evil Eye Legion is still stationed outside the insect world."

"Forget it, let me tell you this. I just want to tell you that if you want to defeat the Wuhun Temple, there are many ways, and sometimes you can use some extraordinary methods as a last resort, even if the whole continent's creatures are burnt."

"Da la..."

Mingtian was startled, and the wine glass on his hand fell to the ground. He had never seen Xuehuangji with such an expression, like a devil who could do everything.

"Sorry……"

He got up and lowered his head to pick up the wine glass. Suddenly, Ming Tian noticed the feeling of being stared at by someone in secret, and got goose bumps all over his body. He looked to the side and asked harshly:

"Who?!!"

No one answered, the courtyard was silent, and the wind blew the forest leaves.

"What's wrong? Mingtian?"

"It seems that someone has been watching us in the dark, watching here weirdly, is it an illusion..."

When he returned to his seat, Mingtian began to feel restless, and a feeling of anxiety filled his heart.

Of course it is not an illusion...

At the Wuhun Hall resident, Bibi Dongxian leaned on a railing and looked at the sky. The light beside him was distorted, and Xue Hanming appeared.

Without even looking at him, Bibi Dong asked proudly:

"What's wrong? Come back so soon?"

"The situation is special. There is a kid next to Xuehuangji. He is obviously a super Douluo, but he has an aura that makes me feel terrible and heart palpitations. Xuehuangji calls him Mingtian."

A flash of shock flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes, and nine spirit rings appeared one after another on her body. She looked at her ninth ring, the scarlet and **** spirit ring.

"Mingtian... the little guy taught by the Holy Spirit..."

"Go, accompany me to see Qian Daoliu~www.readwn.com~ If he can't be solved, he will become the biggest variable for us to kill Xuehuangji..."

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On the second day after the end of the first day of the individual competition, the team competition also arrived as scheduled. The colleges, teams, and sects gathered together to get their order and number of matches. Everyone became very nervous and excited.

Mingtian was also excited and nervous. Of course, he was not for himself, but for Xuehuangji. Whether Xuehuang machine goes or stays depends on what kind of opponent they meet.

In the competition arena, Ming Tian's gaze kept looking at the Xuehuangji team, and Xuehuangji naturally noticed it, but returned him with a confident smile, as if to say that he was relieved.

Can you really rest assured? Mingtian's heart was unsuccessful.

Jiang Ke saw Mingtian look like this on the side, and then looked at the Tiandou Royal Academy. He wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Hao Xiao has already finished the draw.

"Teacher, there is bad news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

"..."

"Is there a difference between the two?"

"Of course there is. Choose which one to listen first, and the other will have a higher acceptance."

"Worst!!"

"We have our game today."

I am dizzy...

Jiang Ke almost wanted to scold him. He looked at Mingtian. Has the team been infected by Mingtian? All races on the day!

It seems that Mingtian can't be played next time.

Ming Tian, ​​who was worrying about the Tiandou Royal Academy, did not notice the mental activities of Jiang Ke.

"What about the other bad news?"

"Our opponent is Guoqizong."

"The national weapon sect? The heavy weapon sect of the country? The sect of all weapon spirits?"

"Yes."

"This is a bit difficult, it's all about the inheritance of ancient weapon spirits, and the overall strength of their sect is not weak."