Chapter 52: Beat Hu Yanzhen

"Chen'er, why do you want to win over the Elephant Sect?"

　　After listening to Tianchen's explanation of the cause of the matter, Tian Crocodile was no longer as calm as before, but stared at Tian Chen's blue pupils with a serious face, as if to see through his grandson's true thoughts.

　　Seeing the twinkling light in Tianchen's eyes, Tian Crocodile only felt that he couldn't even see through his grandson's thoughts.

　　Tian Crocodile immediately seemed to think of Tianchen's maturity that was inconsistent with his peers since he was a child. After a moment of silence, he shook his head helplessly.

　　"Hey, forget it, grandpa doesn't ask you anymore. As long as you don't do things that endanger the Spirit Hall, grandpa can do whatever you want."

　　"Don't worry, grandpa."

　　Seeing that Tian Crocodile didn't intend to ask further, Tian Chen was also relieved.

　　After all, his plans were too unimaginable. For now, he is still not suitable to disclose to the crocodile.

　　Tianchen leaned against Tian Crocodile and sat down. Both grandpa and grandson did not continue this topic tacitly, but talked about some family affairs and Tianchen's cultivation situation.

　　The martial arts of the two people can be said to be passed down in the same line. Regarding the cultivation of the golden crocodile king's martial arts, the heavenly crocodile can cultivate to the level of 98, so naturally they have extraordinary opinions on this martial arts.

　　Tian crocodile naturally knows all questions about Tianchen's cultivation, and every time he adds some of his own cultivation experience, Tianchen has benefited a lot.

　　Tian Crocodile, who was talking with Tian Chen, suddenly stopped, a pair of sharp eyes stared at the entrance of the distant manor, and then turned his head to face Tian Chen.

　　"That kid Hu Yanzhen is here, Chener, are you sure you want to do this?"

　　"Hey, grandpa, if you don't beat him, he's afraid he won't recognize his position."

　　In response to Tian Crocodile's inquiry, Tian Chen Juicy drank a glass of freshly squeezed juice on the jade table, and smiled strangely at Tian Crocodile.

　　Seeing the funny look of his grandson, Tian Crocodile also couldn't help being amused.

　　Since Tianchen asked him to do this, he would naturally not refuse.

　　I saw a crocodile with white beard and hair slowly rising into the sky from the top floor of the castle, a golden robe, coupled with that gentle and elegant appearance, quite a fairy-like charm.

　　Gradually, nine spirit rings slowly emerged around the crocodile floating in the air.

　　Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

　　Especially when the fascinating blood red one hundred thousand year spirit ring appeared, an overwhelming pressure suddenly swept across.

　　The various flowers, plants and trees in the manor went without wind, and the sky that was originally clear and clear was also darkened after the crocodile released its spirit ring.

　　Except for the Enshrine Hall and the Pope Hall, the entire Wuhun City was completely shrouded in shadows.

　　What followed was the violent drink of the crocodile mixed with strong soul power.

　　"Who? Get out for the old man!"

　　Tianchen and the other people in Wuhun City had no influence, after all, Tian Crocodile only targeted Hu Yanzhen alone.

　　And Hu Yanzhen, who had just entered the manor with his grandson, was miserable. He only felt that his eyelids suddenly went dark, and a large mouthful of blood was spit out from his mouth. He was directly injured by the cry of the crocodile.

　　Hu Yanli next to him was stunned at the moment. Why did his grandfather vomit blood for no reason?

　　Hastened to hold his grandfather like a meat ball.

　　"Grandpa, are you okay?"

　　Hu Yanzhen didn't care about his injury, but carefully checked Hu Yanli's body. Seeing that his grandson was not harmed, he was relieved to breathe a sigh of relief.

　　"Don't worry, grandpa is fine."

　　This grandson himself is the future hope of the sect, and his talent is even a bit better than he was at the beginning. He counted on his grandson to become the first titled Douluo of the sect.

　　Feeling the source of the drink, Hu Yanzhen immediately raised his head.

He looked at the crocodile in the sky with an aggrieved expression, but he didn't dare to put his head in front of the crocodile. Didn't you see that the crocodile hurt him just with a shout? If the crocodile really shot, he would not be slapped to death.

　　Moreover, the palpitating one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring around Tian Crocodile brought him tremendous pressure.

　　You must know that there is a world of difference between a titled Douluo that has a one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and a Titled Douluo that has no one-hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. He wouldn't be afraid to let him deal with the ordinary Title Douluo, But facing the crocodile, he couldn't produce any resistance.

　　He didn't dare to hesitate anymore, he quickly released his martial soul, took his grandson slowly into the air, and respectfully saluted the crocodile.

　　"Weevil Sect Hu Yanzhen, pays homage to Golden Crocodile Douluo."

　　"Oh? Hu Yanzhen? What's the matter with your boy coming to the old man?"

　　Naturally, Tian Crocodile would not admit that he had known about this for a long time ago, and deliberately looked at Hu Yanzhen in a dazed manner, and at the same time did not forget to use his soul power to put pressure on him.

　　The difference between Title Douluo and Spirit Douluo is not just a difference in spirit ring, but a qualitative change. Not to mention that the crocodile was still a level ninety-eight super Douluo.

　　The strong coercion made Hu Yanzhen even after completing the Wuhun possessing body, he still felt like a flat boat floating in a storm, in danger of being destroyed at any time.

　　With strong lifting of his spirit power, he barely activated his first and second spirit abilities to amplify himself, Hu Yanzhen felt a little better now, and he was even more respectful to the crocodile in his heart.

　　"Golden Crocodile Douluo, your grandson asked me to come over."

　　Hu Yanzhen's words were full of endless grievances, like an abandoned deep-bowed woman.

　　Imagine what the scene would look like when a two-meter-and-five-meter black fat man made this appearance.

　　Tian crocodile felt a surge in his stomach after more than a hundred years of experience. He resisted the urge to punch him on his fat face, He turned around and waved his hand to Hu Yanzhen.

　　"Since Chen'er asked you to come over, the old man doesn't care about you breaking into the old man's manor without permission."

　　"But I haven't entered the manor yet..."

　　"Um?"

　　"I said, Senior, your manor is really big..."