Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

"One hundred thousand year spirit ring." Tang Hu exclaimed. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand almost fell to the ground, his spirit power was seven levels higher than his, and his spirit ring configuration was so exaggerated. Isn't this bullying?

Not to mention Tang Hu, even Tang Xiao, the Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, and the five titled Douluo elders who were more than a few years old almost dropped their jaws in astonishment.

This is not an ordinary spirit ring, but a 100,000-year spirit ring, an existence that even the six Titled Douluo of them look up to.

The sixth spirit ring in a hundred thousand years, the fourth spirit ring in ten thousand years, and the second spirit ring in a thousand years, where the hell is this evil being released?

"Do you still fight? Tang Hu's nephew" The clan smiled lightly and waved to Tang Hu.

"Fight...why don't you fight." Tang Hu gritted his teeth and pushed his soul power to the limit, "The disciples of the Clear Sky School have never been afraid of fighting people."

"Be careful then." As he spoke, the third purple spirit ring on the clan suddenly lit up.

The third soul skill—Blue Silver Prison Cage was activated.

Without any warning, sixteen blue-silver emperors glowing with pale golden light quietly rose from around Tang Hu's body and instantly condensed into a cage.

Compared with the last battle against Tang Zhan, the clan's blue-silver prison, after being strengthened by the soul ring of the vampire spider emperor for 100,000 years, is not only incomparable in terms of toughness, hardness, and thickness, but also the cage can shoot out countless spider spear tips. The thorns completely made up the gap between the Blue Silver Prison Cage of the Thousand Year Soul Skill of the clan and the Tang Thirty Thousand Years Blue Silver Prison Cage in the original book, and even surpassed it.

Although these spikes do not have the effects of blood-sucking or breaking defenses, they have inherited the incomparably tyrannical blood poison of the Vampire Spider Emperor. The blood poison can become stronger with the growth of the clan's strength, and it is the third most tyrannical poison in the clan's clan today after the fire poison and the eight spider spear poison.

Fire poison is not a life-and-death duel, and clans generally do not use it, because it is too deadly, and those who are recruited will be disabled. Although this blood poison is also very powerful, it is a neurotoxin. As long as clans can detoxify the opponent in time, It won't cause much damage to the opponent. At most, his hands and feet were numb for a few hours.

After all, Tang Hu was also the best among the three generations of Clear Sky Sect's disciples, and his psychological quality far surpassed that of ordinary people, although he was extremely shocked by the clan's exaggerated spirit ring configuration. But after seeing that he was instantly trapped by the blue silver grass cage, he still reacted immediately.

"Even if you have a 100,000-year spirit ring, what if the blue silver grass is blue silver grass after all, watch me break it."

As Tang Hu let out a low growl, the fourth purple spirit ring on his body suddenly lit up. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand released a black light, swung it in a circle, and finally slammed into the blue-silver cage.

A loud bang rang out, and the spikes of the Blue Silver Emperor Spider Lance that shot towards Tang Hu were shattered.

However, the blue silver cage was not damaged at all, not even a tremor.

The 100,000-year spirit ring brought to the Blue Silver Emperor of the clan sect was not only as simple as the two spirit skills of Bloodthirsty Barrier and Blue Silver Blood Thorn, but also brought an overall enhancement to the Blue Silver Emperor. As the only Blue Silver Emperor in the world, and a thousand-year-old soul skill Blue Silver cage strengthened by a hundred thousand years of spirit rings, how could it be so easy to break.

Even though Tang Hu's strength was better than Tang Zhan's back then, he had one more spirit ring and higher spirit power. The degree of improvement is far less than the speed of progress of the clan. Back then, Tang Zhan could not be broken, so today Tang Hu still cannot be broken.

Tang Hu glanced at the wound on his cheek that was cut by the blue-silver emperor spider spear, and there were traces of blood seeping on it. The dignified expression on his face was even more serious.

Tang Hu looked at the clan and said coldly, "You are indeed strong, but a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect will never fail."

As he spoke, the fifth black spirit ring around Tang Hu's body began to light up.

The clan smiled lightly and said, "Really? Why do I think you have lost!"

While speaking, the clan's heart moved, and the blue-silver cage disintegrated instantly, turning into sixteen blue-silver emperor vines, and entangling Tang Hu violently.

Tang Hu just felt the blue-silver emperor's vines exude a vibrant aura, and subconsciously wanted to wave the Clear Sky Hammer to resist.

However, in the next second, Tang Hu realized that his body could not move, and even the fifth spirit ring that had been lit up on his body had dimmed. Tied into dumplings.

Silence, the whole yard fell into a dead silence.

Although the people present in the Clear Sky Sect were not optimistic about Tang Hu, they thought that he had a very slim chance of winning against a clan with a spirit power of 69 ranks and a 100,000-year spirit ring.

But I never thought that Tang Hu would lose so fast!

There was only one soul skill, and it was only a thousand-year-old soul skill, so Tang Hu didn't even use the ten-thousand-year soul skill, and it ended in disastrous defeat.

"That was poison just now!" The old voice of the white long-browed old man sounded on the high platform.

The clan turned to look and nodded, "Second uncle has good eyesight, so I won this game, right?"

"That's all! Tang Hu is far from your opponent, let's detoxify him!" The white long-browed old man waved his hand.

The clan smiled lightly and snapped his fingers. The blue-silver emperor vines tied to Tang Hu's body approached the wound on his cheek, exuding a faint suction. Among the silver vines.

Immediately after, the Blue Silver Emperor Vine disappeared.

Tang Hu stood up staggeringly, and said solemnly, "Cuzong, you are very powerful, but next time, I will not lose again."

The clan smiled lightly and said, "I'll be waiting for you at any time, but... next time you should call me uncle, eldest nephew."

"You..." Tang Hu was stunned by the words of the clan. He had seen shameless, but he had never seen such shameless. He asked him to call a boy ten or twenty years younger than himself Uncle. Was it unintentional to embarrass him?

But after seeing Tang Yuehua's expectant look, Tang Hu swallowed the harsh words in his throat, snorted coldly, and limped into the crowd.

"Uncle, there are still five uncles, can I marry Yuehua now?" The clan looked at Gaotai and swept over Tang Xiao and the other six.

Tang Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth. He originally intended to match Tang Yuehua with the clan, but after hearing the harsh words from the clan, he looked at the old man with long white eyebrows in Tang Yuehua's resentful eyes. The old man understood.

Clearing his throat, the white long-browed old man said solemnly: "Cough... clan, you can defeat Tang Hu, one of the best three-generation disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, your strength is indeed very impressive. But what you want to marry is Tang Yuehua, the second-generation disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, so the next one you will defeat is the second-generation disciple of the Clear Sky Sect. As long as you can defeat him, then this seat can make the decision, and choose a day to hold a marriage for you and Yuehua, and will make an exception. You are the eighth elder of the Clear Sky Sect, your status is only under the sect master, and you are on an equal footing with our five old fellows."

ps: make up, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket