It’s a Showdown, I’m Really a Titled Douluo

I saw in the sunset forest...

With a sound of "Om~~", the huge door of the undead quietly opened...

Huo Yuhao, who was full of undead aura, walked out of this door...

After taking a close look at the empty surroundings, he whispered, "Just feel the breath of the gods here..."

After the words fell, Huo Yuhao took out a seven-level defensive soul guide from the storage soul guide, and then another seven-level defensive soul guide, level six...level five...

After setting up seven or eight defensive soul guides, he was slightly relieved...

Huo Yuhao continued to condense layer upon layer of shields, even if it was the attack of a hundred thousand year soul beast, it could resist for a long time...

After sitting down cross-legged, he calmly closed his eyes...

Immediately afterwards, he began to stimulate the movement of the spirit power in his body, and it continued to spread around...

Everything around seemed to be under his control, and it continued to extend far away...

After a full ten minutes, there is still no divine breath...

Huo Yuhao opened his light blue eyes again, frowned and said, "Is it because my perception method is wrong? But it should have been felt like this last time..."

As everyone knows, if you want to feel the divine moraine, only when the upper realm **** who now has the divine moraine wants it to sense it, will there be a slight chance of being able to sense it...

Suddenly, the voice of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm resounded in Huo Yuhao's mind, "Yuhao, don't worry, maybe it is the God of the Upper Realm who is testing your character!"

Huo Yuhao clenched his arms, and solemnly said, "Bro Tianmeng...but I can't feel the breath of gods at all now. I promised you that you must become gods!!!"

Feeling something wrong with Huo Yuhao's mood swings, Bingdi's cold voice also rang, "Yuhao, don't be impulsive! Since Tian Meng and I have chosen you, I believe you will become gods, so don't have any psychological pressure. !"

Are they not nervous?

Of course not!

If Huo Yuhao cannot become a god, then what they face is the complete demise of their soul! !

Huo Yuhao's mood stabilized again, "I...I understand, Brother Tianmeng, Bingdi, thank you..."

After that, he let go of his mind and forget all the thoughts in his mind...

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I don’t know how long I have been in deep meditation, the panic sounds of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor sounded in my mind...

"Rain... Yuhao!! You... look at it"

"Is that the **** in the legend?? This powerful aura, I'm afraid that a single blow can kill me in the heyday..."

Huo Yuhao was awakened by their voices, slowly opened his eyes and looked forward...

I saw in front of him, standing a handsome man with soft light all over his body. The breath radiating from his body made it impossible to judge his emotions...

I saw this man showing a kind smile toward Huo Yuhao, whispering "Huo Yuhao"

Huo Yuhao bowed and said, "Junior Huo Yuhao, I have seen...Uh..."

He suddenly remembered that the **** in front of him didn't tell himself what his name was...

Seeing Huo Yuhao's embarrassment, the man calmly said, "My name is Rong Nianbing, I am the **** of emotions!"

Huo Yuhao hurriedly added, "Junior Huo Yuhao has met senior Rong Nianbing"

He was in an extremely nervous mood now, and he didn't dare to be careless at all!

Rong Nianbing was stunned, and chuckled lightly, "Senior? You are really funny, you deserve to be the inheritor I like."

Hearing these words, Huo Yuhao's light blue eyes were a little hopeful...

The fancy inheritor, that is to say, he is really favored by God!

The heart couldn't help getting excited, but he knew that he could not express this joy...

Huo Yuhao respectfully said again, "Thanks to Senior Rong Nianbing for the absurd praise, this junior and you must be absolutely nothing..."

Rong Nianbing's eyes flashed a bit of cold light, and said faintly, "You don't need to belittle yourself to cater to me, you are indeed the best soul master in the lower realm to inherit my godhood"

Huo Yuhao didn't change his face and said, "Yes! Senior Rong Nianbing!"

Rong Nianbing's tone gradually became serious, and said in a voice that only Huo Yuhao could hear clearly, "You, do you intend to inherit the **** of my emotions?"

Huo Yuhao's face was stunned, what did these words mean?

Should I answer yes or no?

But from the words of Rong Nianbing just now, he felt aversion to deception...

After repeated consideration, Huo Yuhao seriously said, "Junior Huo Yuhao, I am willing to inherit your predecessor's position!"

Suddenly, Rong Nianbing showed a soft smile again, "Very good! But wanting to inherit my **** position is not that simple"

He suddenly found that it was quite interesting to tease his inheritor...

Huo Yuhao saw the renewed smile on Rong Nianbing's face, and said in astonishment, "Is this... the **** of emotions? It turns so fast..."

Rong Nianbing stretched out his palm, and saw a carving knife full of icy light condensed, and the terrifying power contained in it burst out...

"Since you are willing to pass on my gods, let you use this thing. Its name is: Sigh of the Ice and Snow Goddess, Morning Dew Blade!"

The Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor in Huo Yuhao's mind both exclaimed, "This is... an artifact!!!"

I saw the Chenlu Knife in Rong Nianbing's hand slowly floating towards Huo Yuhao with a bit of light, and then it appeared in front of him...

Huo Yuhao looked firm and said, "Senior... please take it back. This is too expensive! Juniors can't accept it!"

He understands the truth that the elders give no words, but this is an artifact! !

Rong Nianbing nodded, "You have a very good temperament, but... can't let other gods say that I am stingy, right?"

The words are full of indisputable feelings...

While Huo Yuhao was still hesitating, the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor in his mind once again urged, "Hurry up, Yuhao! This morning dew knife can greatly increase your strength! Maybe it can compete with that Qianyu!"

"Yes! Yuhao, you should also know the character of this god, accept it!"

Huo Yuhao pursed his thin lips, and carefully took the carving knife with both hands...

Respectfully said, "The younger generation will accept it, and will definitely not insult the sigh of the ice and snow goddess, Chen Dew Blade!"

Rong Nianbing slowly turned around, "Okay! Now that the things to be given have been given to you, then... my inheritor, keep working hard."

After that, his body slowly shattered so that the particles disappeared...

Huo Yuhao looked at the disappearance of the former, tightly grasped the powerful morning dew knife in his hand, and firmly said, "Yes! Senior Rong Nianbing! I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"

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