eted the spiritual tempering. 。A thirteen-year-old Spirit Forger, a level five Grandmaster blacksmith. 。Or perhaps a master blacksmith. 。This is more than just a monster! Even the esteemed Slayers' Ac...Compared to this last game, all the previous matches were just appetizers. 。And who could win this final match, undoubtedly would have the advantage in enrollment. 。Five minutes passed quickly. 。A gentle east wind from ancient times slowly walked out, followed by six others who filed out after him. 。Following closely behind the immortal Eastern Wind was none other than the Purgatory Douluo Qian Gu Qingfeng, who had just suffered a crushing defeat in the previous battle. 。The Eternal Wind was looking at Tang Wulin's eyes with fury, as if he wanted to spit fire. This was the first time in so many years that Xia Zēng had suffered such a serious injury. How could he not be angry On the other side of the Eternal Eastern Wind, naturally, Heavenly Phoenix Douluo Leng Yáo... 。Three Ultimate Douluo Stand Side by Sidehe radius, a gigantic golden dragon head abruptly burst out 。The substantial sound waves materialized into circles of golden light that exploded outwards, instantly engulfing those pink electric light...