Outside Tiandou City, under the hard work of the Yu clan and countless architects, the Haotian Sect's new sect residence has been completed. The entire sect is extremely majestic and full of momentum, and it is worthy of being the first sect in the world.
Everyone in the Haotian Sect has moved to a new sect. With the return of ancestor Tang Chen, the entire sect is thriving. Everyone seems to be full of momentum, as if they have regained the domineering power of the first sect in the world.
In the deepest part of the sect, Tang Chen was currently in a secret room, but his expression was not as good as the outsiders saw. On the contrary, his whole face seemed to be extremely strange.
Because half of his face was normal, while the other half was blood red, and even one eye was full of bloodthirsty ferocity, especially the normal half of his face seemed to be full of pain.
Tang Chen shouted in a muffled voice: "Beast, even if you die, I will never let you control my body again."
A red light actually appeared in Tang Chen's body, and a strange cry came from the red light: "Gee, Tang Chen, if it weren't for me, could you come back from Wuhun City? Don't think about getting rid of me, you and I are one body now, Can never be separated."
Tang Chen's face was full of pain: "What do you want to do? Either kill me or leave my body. I will never be controlled by you again."
This red light was not someone else, but the blood-red nine-headed bat king in Tang Chen's body who had been controlling him.
The blood-red nine-headed bat king was full of fierceness: "I don't care about the Haotian Sect, I just want to dissolve the poison in the Killing City and become the controller of the Killing City again. That is my kingdom, and I am the real king." .”
Tang Chen gritted his teeth: "This is impossible. No one can cure the poison of the Killing City. You will never return to the Killing City again."
One person and one beast seemed to be constantly colliding in the depths of their souls, each trying to occupy Tang Chen's body.
I don't know how long it took before Tang Chen's body gradually returned to calmness. It seemed that Tang Chen could still gain the upper hand in the short term.
But even if Tang Chen won, there was a sense of ruin on his face. He knew very well that without the ability of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, his body would have been extremely damaged after so many years of taking Bloody Mary and being corroded by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King. There is no way to return to the peak, and he doesn't even have a long lifespan.
This time Tang Chen could only suppress the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King with the help of the Angel Light of Wuhun Palace, otherwise he would never be able to recover for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, he knew Qian Daoliu's character very well and did not dare to show a trace of cowardice even during the battle. Otherwise, the entire Haotian Sect will face disaster.
Tang Chen stared at the huge sword in front of him, with complex expressions in his eyes, including desire, yearning, fear and even a trace of nostalgia.
"Asura Demon Sword, what a Shura Demon Sword, what a Shura, what do you want from me?"
"Bo Saixi, until I get rid of the control of the blood-red nine-headed bat king, I don't dare to go to Poseidon Island, and I don't even have the life to go to Poseidon Island. Is this my fate in pursuing God Shura?"
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At this moment, the stone door of the secret room was knocked. It was obvious that the people who could visit Tang Chen were core members of the Haotian Sect.
Tang Chen put away the Shura Demonic Sword, and the emotion on his face gradually calmed down: "Who is it? Come in."
As Tang Chen finished speaking, the stone door of the secret room was opened, and it was Tang Xiao and Tang Hao who walked in.
After the two sat down, they talked about some of the recent developments of the Haotian Sect, and even some issues regarding the situation on the mainland.
Tang Chen was a little absent-minded throughout the whole process. After the two of them finished speaking, he said calmly: "Xiao'er, Hao'er, these are small things. As soul masters, you must improve your strength as soon as possible. With ninety-seven's Strength cannot intimidate Wuhundian.”
Tang Xiao's face showed a hint of confusion when he heard this. He had only recently broken through to level ninety-seven after continuous hard work. However, without a hundred thousand year soul ring and soul bone, it was impossible to break through to level ninety-eight.
Tang Hao stared blankly at his right arm. Since losing his right arm and soul bone, and with injuries on his body, his soul power has basically been unable to advance.
Although the injury has improved recently due to the help of his great-grandfather, the path of the soul master seems to have come to an end.
Tang Chen was furious when he saw the expressions of the two of them: "As a titled Douluo, what are you like now? It's just a small setback, why are you so scared?"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Chen took out a right arm soul bone from his body: "Hao'er, although your right arm is broken, your path of cultivation has not stopped. There are some top healing soul masters in the soul master world who can heal your right arm." Once your arm recovers, you will be back to normal by then.”
"By the way, how is my great-grandson Tang San doing now? Have you notified him to come back as soon as possible? He is our Haotian Sect's greatest hope."
After Tang Hao received the soul bone, he quickly said: "Grandfather, we have arranged for the Min clan to go to Poseidon Island to notify us, but I am afraid it will not be so easy to leave Poseidon Island."
Tang Chen just nodded: "That's good! If Xiao San can pass the Ninth Poseidon Examination, then all the problems can be solved. Even if it doesn't succeed, with my original relationship with Bo Saixi, there should be no problem in coming back. So. I want him to come back and be trained by me as soon as possible.”
After the two people left the secret room, Tang Chen took out the Shura Demon Sword again: "Shura, Poseidon, maybe this Shura Demon Sword is my Haotian Sect's last hope."
Early the next morning, Yang Pingan followed Bibi Dong to the enshrinement hall.
The Enshrinement Hall does not look tall, but it is located at the core of Wuhun City and looks extremely formidable.
After the two came to the door of the main hall, even Bibi Dong looked a little serious: "The big offering, Yang Ping'an has brought it."
"Come in!"
A calm voice came from the worship hall. This voice seemed very plain, without any emotion, and seemed a bit detached. Immediately afterwards, the entire door was opened directly, and what came into view was a huge angel statue.
Yang Pingan followed Bibi Dong slowly into the main hall.
The entire hall looked extremely simple. In the center of the hall was an angel statue. There was a seat under the statue, and there sat a middle-aged man with his eyes closed.
The middle-aged man looks very handsome, especially with his blond hair, which makes him look extremely noble.
And there were six people standing below the middle-aged man, including the Golden Crocodile Douluo who had a glimpse of him at the beginning. They should be the so-called six great offerings.
Yang Ping'an saluted slightly: "I have seen a big offering."
Qian Daoliu opened his eyes, because light seemed to be able to see through everything: "Yang Ping'an, I have heard of you. You have made a lot of contributions to our Wuhun Palace. Why do you want to see me?"
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Yang Ping'an saluted again: "Dear worship, I would like to ask what is Tang Chen's situation now?"
Qiandao showed a trace of confusion: "You are just a Soul Douluo now, and there is still a long way to go. Why should you care about the situation of a ninety-nineth level extreme Douluo like Tang Chen?"
Yang Ping'an showed a trace of determination on his face: "Da Chong, please tell me if Tang Chen has been seriously injured after fighting with Da Chong, or if there is a big problem with his body."
There was a glint in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and a huge pressure suddenly appeared on Yang Ping'an: "Unbridled, the matter of Extreme Douluo is not something that you, a Contra, can investigate. Even if he is really injured, if you want to It’s easy to kill you.”
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Yang Ping'an endured the pressure on his body and looked extremely stubborn: "Do you know what it means to let the tiger return to the mountain?"
Qian Daoliu sighed after hearing this, and the pressure on Yang Pingan disappeared instantly.
"It's rare for me to have a close friend in my life, and I don't want him to die in my hands. Besides, there's something wrong with the sword in his hand, and I'm not sure I can escape unscathed. There is indeed something wrong with Tang Chen's health. He must have been seriously injured. But the strength is far above yours, so don’t make unnecessary plans.”
Yang Ping'an saluted again, and then prepared to leave this place. He already knew the news about Tang Chen and the attitude of the Spirit Empire, and he would follow his own path.
Wuhun Empire Bibi Dong has something to hide, Qian Daoliu has some scruples, and both of them are unwilling to take action with all their strength, so they have different ideas and do not work together.
Originally, with the strength of the Wuhun Palace, it would not be a problem to completely destroy the Haotian Sect, let alone leaving Tang Chen behind. However, they all had different ideas and let the tiger return to the mountain again and again, and I am afraid there will be no good results in the future.
But there seemed to be a force suppressing Yang Ping'an, making it very difficult to even turn around.
There was a rare hint of emotion in Qian Daoliu's words: "Yang Ping'an, I heard that you once defeated Xue'er and even showed no respect for him in your words. I don't know if it's true."
Yang Ping'an couldn't help but smile: "Grand Priest, the eldest lady and I are just competing normally. Besides, the eldest lady may have lived in the palace for a long time and lacked the awareness of crisis, so she lost to me."
Qian Daoliu finally sighed: "That's all. Xiaoxue originally wanted to challenge you again after hearing about your arrival this time. It seems that there is no need for it anymore. I hope you will not be my enemy in the Spirit Hall in the future."
Yang Ping'an said: "Dear worship, my master is Ju Douluo, I still know the principle of respecting teachers and respecting morality."
Qian Daoliu also nodded in approval, but there seemed to be a trace of tangle on his originally plain face, and finally he spoke slowly: "Yang Ping'an, I heard that you just came back from Poseidon Island, what's wrong with Poseidon Douluo Bo Saixi now? Like? ”
A smile appeared on Yang Ping'an's face: "Dear Worshiper, I have only met Senior Poseidon Douluo a few times, but she looks pretty good."
When Yang Ping'an and Bibi Dong left the enshrinement hall, their nervous expressions calmed down a bit. At the same time, facing the seven major enshrinements was indeed a great pressure.
After returning to Ju Douluo's house, Yang Ping'an went directly back to his room and began to retreat alone.
Yang Ping'an has never had a home of his own, but he feels a bit like going home at Ju Douluo's house, especially since it is safe enough and no one will disturb his cultivation.
At this moment, Yang Pingan poured all his body and mind into his mind. The golden dragon seemed extremely bored and actually fell asleep in his mind.
Yang Pingan, on the other hand, is more concerned about his own martial soul.
After going through the tidal body refining on Poseidon Island, the original martial spirit finally reached the gold level awakening, and now it should be a top martial spirit comparable to the Clear Sky Hammer.
The original martial soul in his mind turned into a golden giant that was tens of meters high, seemingly overlooking everything, and seemed to be full of power.
But the strange thing is that even though the whole body is golden, the giant seems to exude a black aura, which looks extremely strange, a bit like the power of death and the power of darkness.
There is also a golden ball in his mind, which is another god-given soul ring bestowed by Poseidon.
Originally, Yang Ping'an planned to use the god-given soul ring as the ninth soul ring of the golden demon dragon. Now he is only three levels away from level ninety. It will take at most two or three years to break through the bottleneck, and then he can absorb the soul ring to quickly improve. , and after taking revenge, return to the Forest of Death to accept the real assessment.
But Tang Chen's appearance disrupted all his plans. There was obviously no hope of revenge in the short term, unless he could absorb the soul ring for his own martial soul in advance. (End of chapter)