Chapter 181 Death is coming
Tang San's words stopped abruptly, and the Eight Poseidon Wings behind him quickly gathered in front of him, facing the sharp sickle blade, but were soon crushed to pieces by the power of the undead. The last thing he could do was to try his best to He moved his body half a foot sideways to avoid the heart.
"I wanted to have a good chat with you, but you started to attack as soon as you came in." Electrolux sighed, "But it doesn't matter. Although I am only a mage, I can also know some fists and kicks if necessary."
At the same time, another golden claw shadow also caught up with Tang San in mid-air and passed through his left chest.
Dazzling golden light suddenly exploded in the air, causing Tang San's body to convulse. His spiritual thoughts were crushed as his heart was crushed, turning into rays of light and scattering in all directions in mid-air. This couldn't help but recall the divine battle at Jialing Pass ten thousand years ago. The Pope of Wuhun Palace at that time, Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, also crushed his Poseidon Eight Wings like this, and then completely crushed his heart.
The feeling of death was so real. This was the second time since he became a god that he was so close to death.
"Holding the sun, moon and stars in my hands, there is no one like me in the world."
This sounds quite arrogant! Before Tang San's spiritual thoughts were shattered, he heard Electrolux introducing himself.
"Tang San, what are you doing?" The God of Destruction liked to see Tang San deflated. He remembered that the previous generation of Poseidon had also left similar inheritance items on Douluo Continent, and there must be Poseidon's divine thoughts in them.
This was reasonable and legal. The God of Destruction couldn't use this to criticize Tang San, and he was tired of arguing with Tang San, so he just sat there, imagining that Tang San was being chased by the crazy man who lost his body and used his spiritual thoughts. Killing scene.
The strength of the divine will corresponds to the damage that is reflected back to the god itself at the moment of being annihilated. The divine will that Tang San left in the vast universe was stronger than the one in Tang Xiaoqi, so the backlash he suffered was also extraordinary.
Tang San stood up awkwardly, leaning on the table. At this moment, blood was flowing uncontrollably between his mouth and nose, dripping along his chin, which looked particularly shocking. He raised his head, but his eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness. Under the intertwining of these two emotions, his expression became complicated and distorted.
So what is it? ! The evil beast raised by Destruction had been escaping in the lower world for four thousand years, and he dared to declare war on him by destroying Poseidon Island on that day. Was it also the mysterious young man who was behind it?
What made him even more angry was that his divine mind was not shattered by the Golden Dragon King, but was destroyed on his own initiative. The moment the Eight Wings of Poseidon were shattered by the scythe, he realized that the mysterious young man might be in control of Some kind of method to imprison the soul. The opponent in this battle is more ferocious than the Rakshasa God in Jialing Pass back then.
In this way, he has been unable to contact his parents, but he can sense that they are still alive. Is it because their souls are imprisoned?
The God of Destruction stared at Tang San for a while, then admired the panic and regret that quickly surged into Xiao Wu's eyes, and then silently turned his attention to Munn.
Well done to you, mortal! It's a pity that we lost completely!
"I don't know about this." Moon's defense was weak.
"Kill!" Mu Xing stopped looking at him, turned around and walked towards the city. Regardless of whether Mun En knew about it or not, she would never blame him again, she would just let Di Tian bury him.
The entire sky was instantly covered by darkness, and an unspeakable terrifying pressure fell from the sky. Munn could only choose to escape. At this time, he had no time to care about why Mu Xing could drive Ditian to chase him.
There is no need for Mu Xing to explain to Moon. Regarding this point, she once had a conversation with the Golden Dragon King that made Electrolux call him "missing a great virtue". "Isn't it easy to get him to side with us? If you are the king he chooses, you can easily surrender him. Look at my sister, before you arrived, she didn't have to do anything to make Di Tian give up. The earth stayed there for hundreds of thousands of years.”
"I understand what you mean." Mu Xing nodded seriously, "Just like the ministers of the ancient Eastern countries in other planes, they were used, drained, and abandoned by the king, and then they sang lamentations and compared themselves to their wives. It is best for the king to be kinder. I had no choice but to sacrifice him..."
"No, you..." Electrolux was shocked. He was once granted the title of Pangbo Empire in the Holy Demon Continent, and he could be regarded as a minister. However, the Golden Dragon King and the Shepherd made him deeply feel that he cannot be a good person. The emperor's.
"...The feeling of being used can make him climax immediately. He writes the last chapter overnight and rides to Miluo to drown himself in the river." Mu Xing continued talking to himself.
"Yes! That's what it means! Baby, tell me in detail..."
The two dragons chatted happily and left Electrolux aside. If he hadn't known something about Mu Xing being a dragon, at least he wouldn't have gone to the step of abandoning his ministers. He would have felt that Ditian's future outcome would be worse than that of Qu Yuan. Poets are even worse.
In the lobby of the Starlight Hotel, Wang Yan faced the probing gazes of the surrounding people with a livid face. He turned around and looked at his restless students, "Go to the conference room for a meeting!"
Before today, Wang Yan had always believed that Xuanzi was not a bad person, but that God always did bad things with good intentions when things did not go as he wished. But today reality slapped him in the face, and he, a real undercover, almost lost his way.
He knew that Poseidon believers could be found all over the continent. Not counting the later Sun and Moon Empire, the majority were in Shrek Academy, and the higher they reached the higher levels, the more fanatical they became. But he didn't expect that there would be such a pure Poseidon believer beside him, and Xuanzi would dare to openly declare that Douluo Continent should develop according to Poseidon's will. If Shrek Academy's illustrious reputation for thousands of years had not intimidated all forces, their group would never have been able to leave Xingluo Square today.
The members of the Shrek Academy had already joined the Supervisory Team before the competition, but at this time, most of them felt that the Supervisor's ring was as hot as a soldering iron. This heat seemed to have penetrated directly through the skin and reached the depths of the soul. .
"It's all fake! That woman is lying. If you take off the supervisor's ring, it means you are not worthy of being a disciple of the inner court!" Seeing Dai Yueheng and Ling Luochen trying to take off the ring secretly, Ma Xiaotao shouted sharply.
The people coming and going were attracted by Ma Xiaotao's voice and gathered around him even more curiously. Those probing eyes instantly made them feel like thorns on their backs.
Dai Yueheng's hand paused, and he glanced at Ma Xiaotao, "Keep your voice down, isn't this glorious?" Ma Xiaotao and Beibei are both Shrek people through and through, but he and Ling Luochen are not, he even He belongs to the class that is enforced by the Shrek Supervisory Team, but he was so passionate before that he felt that he was different from those nobles.
I know the Douji animation is very noisy, but can Mozao people stop coming to the fandom to engage in cyberattacks against mistresses? Wang Qiuer's name does not appear in this book. Who is it that has wrong views? You're laughing so hard, you can't beat the official, you came to me to make your presence felt, right?