People are in Douluo, I am titled Douluo with one sword

Next to her, Meng Po stood with a cane, the sixth soul ring on her body constantly releasing a dazzling black light. Her face was still full of amiable smile, but it made people feel that it was full of cruelty and perversion.

And just ten meters away in front of him, Tang San was lying on the ground convulsing violently. Meng Po didn't even need to use her eyes to see, she could clearly feel that Tang San was on the verge of collapse.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had this kind of fun of killing. What a pity for this talented young man. Who allowed you to offend our interests?

Nightmare's soul skills can create the things that people most fear in their hearts. What is this genius boy's most fearful thing?

Mengpo saw that Tang San was actually a person from another world, not a person from Douluo Continent.

There is no need for more pictures in the back, as for the last picture.

Even the old woman Meng Po felt very disgusted after seeing it.

...It’s so eye-catching!

You can be sure that you will have this kind of nightmare for the next few days.

It's so disgusting and so irritating to the eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang San's body spasms seemed to gradually weaken, and his whole body was only twitching slightly.

One could clearly see a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Tang San's mouth, which was all red.

What about genius?It's not like I have to die in the most painful way in my martial soul nightmare.

The smile on Meng Po's face became even crueler: "If I could reach the strength of a titled Douluo, I could freely control everything he experienced in his dream in his martial spirit. That would be even more perfect. It's a pity that I A lifetime of Contra is already my limit."

There is no way. Before they reach the Title Douluo level, soul masters like them can at most fabricate illusions outside of the control of mental attacks. If they want to see the opponent's dream, they must at least be at the Soul Douluo level. They can fabricate dreams at will. Only when they reach the Title Douluo level can they fabricate dreams at will. can do it.

Suddenly, Meng Po felt a huge pressure coming on her. It was clearly the aura of a titled Douluo, and not an ordinary titled Douluo.

"How dare you hurt my son and my daughter-in-law!"

It is undoubtedly Tang Hao and Tang Sledgehammer.

Tang Hao yelled angrily, scaring Mengpo so much that she turned around, picked up Xiao Wu, and ran away. She even used her martial soul spirit to attack Tang Hao to delay the attack.

Unexpectedly, Tang Hao was so angry that Meng Po's mental attack had no effect at all.

Seeing that Tang Hao was approaching, Meng Po threw the fainted Xiao Wu out. However, Tang Hao didn't care about Xiao Wu who was thrown out. He continued to catch up with Meng Po and smashed her into meat cakes with all his strength. .

After Meng Po was smashed into meat cakes, Tang San slowly woke up from the nightmare.

He didn't stand up, but slumped on the ground, sluggish, or trembling.

Although it was a fantasy, it was like a real experience. Those painful things had definitely happened to him.

And I don’t know how many days have passed, and every day is like a year.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes flashed with purple light, and the purple magic pupil quickly woke him up.

He quickly stood up, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he was extremely angry.

Tang San looked extremely ferocious at this moment, after all, the pain he had experienced was unimaginable.

Although it is not as terrifying as the Eighteenth Level of Hell, after experiencing this kind of pain, you will never let it go so easily.

When I saw Ba Ba, I jumped into Ba Ba's arms and breathed heavily. This is the feeling of family.

Ba Ba finally came to save him.

"Xiao San, it's okay, Ba Ba is here to save you." Tang Dachui comforted the poor and kind-hearted child.

"Ba Ba, where is that old woman? I'm going to kill her!" Tang San suddenly raised his head from Ba Ba's arms and said with a look full of resentment.

The old woman let herself fall into a fantasy, and let herself experience the highest punishment in the Tang Sect. Every bone in her body was broken, and she was hung on a ghost bed for seven days and seven nights, gnawed by falcons.

Now Tang San really wanted to let that old woman experience the Tang Sect's torture.

As for those humiliating things, there is no need for them. After all, she is an old woman. It might be better for her if she does.

"Xiao San, that old woman was smashed into a meat pie by Ba Ba." Tang Dachui said.

Hearing that the old woman Meng Po had been smashed into meat cakes, Tang San was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

But you can't say anything to your own overlord. That's your own overlord, so you can't say anything.

Seeing the unhappiness on his son's face, Tang Hao could tell why: "Xiao San, Ba Ba is too anxious and only considers your safety."

"It doesn't matter Ba Ba, it would be too easy to kill him like this." Tang San's eyes were still full of resentment.

hateful!It’s really abominable!

But also helpless.

"pot……"

At this moment, a pink figure came into view.

Who is this if it’s not Xiao Wu?

It's just that the way Xiao Wu looked at him was weird, it seemed like the way Xiao Wu looked at him when he replaced Xiao Wu.

Could it be that Xiao Wu is really Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu was disgusted when she saw him and others?

However, when I look at Xiao Wu, I will also think of Bu Le's superb horsemanship.

Tang San suddenly hugged Xiao Wu into his arms, squeezed out a few tears, and said with a guilty look on his face: "Xiao Wu, I'm sorry, I failed to protect you."

Xiao Wu said: "No, Sanguo, you don't have to blame yourself. I know that you have tried your best. We are no match for that old woman."

"Little dance."

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu and didn't know what to say for a long time.

Regarding what happened in his nightmare, he constantly imagined Bu Le as himself, and imagined Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun as Xiao Wu, enjoying double happiness.

But the more he thought about it, the more profound his impression of Xiao Wu's bullying and his own experience became.

The more it lingers!

He started groping Xiao Wu up and down, trying to gain comfort.

"Sanguo, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Wu's face turned slightly red. As a 10-year-old rogue rabbit, he naturally knew what this was.

Tang San quickly apologized, saying he didn't mean it.

"Xiao Wu, I swear, I will protect you next time and I will never let you get hurt in the slightest again."

Not even in a dream, but at that time I had no ability at all and could only watch helplessly, even when I was insulted.

"Yeah, three pots."