Chapter 381 One year after the war (4400)
"It's over?"
Dugu Yan unconsciously stroked the trident pattern of the Sea God with her fingertips, and was gradually stained by divine power, and her long hair, which turned purple to sea blue, was messyly draped behind her head.
Take a deep breath, she hugged Fang Ling's right arm with longing in her eyes.
The god battle just now was really amazing.
I have given enough opportunities to prepare, but I still regard the gods of the same level as children and defeat them like a playful victory.
My husband is so majestic, I wonder if she can do it after she becomes the sea god? "That's right, that's right, my husband's ability is simply unimaginable! I've made a lot of money!" Ning Rongrong laughed and jumped into Fang Ling's arms like a cheerful lark.
The tip of the nose sucked the breath of spirit and rubbed his head against Fang Ling's chest.
When turning his head, Yu Guang glanced at Ye Lingling with pride.
Both of them are auxiliary departments, and their personalities are similar, so their relationship is naturally the best. "Like a child." Ye Lingling stuck out her tongue, but just hugged Fang Ling's left arm regretfully.
The bright light of stars flashed in the beautiful sky blue eyes, with a gentle temperament and a gentle expression like a soft water wave. "Congratulations to your husband on his victory."
"Happy together, happy together! Madams practice well, becoming a god is not a problem!" Fang Ling ignored Tang San, who was gritting his teeth beside him, and grinned happily. "I want to go home and have a look." Zhu Zhuqing, who was holding Fang Ling from behind, turned his head and looked at Xingluo City.
She remembered her father's teachings when she was young and the prosperity of Xingluo City. She felt a little touched when she saw this devastated city. "Just go, no one dares to stop you." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, hugged her husband deeply, and quickly headed towards Xingluo City.
Gently left the arms of the three girls, Fang Ling smiled at the teachers Dugu Bo and Chen Xin, and the soul-retaining chain pulled Tang San's red and black soul to A Yin like a restraining balloon.
The super artifact Shura Demon Sword that was knocked away has been taken back, and all he has to do is to transform Tang San into a dead spirit.
Through the control of space and after a certain screening, on Douluo Continent, both the strong souls that died in war or naturally died were intercepted by the Kingdom of Dead Gods.
The number of dead spirits is increasing. There are five dead spirits in the divine realm in the divine kingdom, namely the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, Tang Chen, Thousand Daoliu, and Water and Fire Dragon King.
But Tang San's soul has a different meaning, this is the most precious undead spirit Fang Ling has ever seen!
The Shura soul possessing the Shura divine position!
The soul and the Shura divine position are closely connected, and it is not easy to remove the divine position.
Through the simple judgment of the soul law, Fang Ling could not do it in a short period of time, so he brought him to A Yin.
The promised things must be done. "I've arrested Tang San, you can ask him yourself." He said with a smile.
The plump and delicious blue-haired beauty looked at the soul of Tang San who was about to turn into the vast sea, and pursed her lips, but she didn't know what to ask for for a moment. "Who is she?" Tang San felt an extremely friendly breath of life, just like the emperor of the Blue Silver Grass.
An impossible character gradually took shape in the mind. "Who is she! Fang Ling!"
A red light burst out from the Shura divine position on his forehead, and an unspeakable strange feeling came from his bloodline.
Tang San struggled hard, and his bound soul fluctuated slightly abnormally, and the chain seemed to be about to be stretched open.
Want to escape?
Wouldn’t it seem like I’m incompetent if I let you run away?
Fang Ling raised his eyes and immediately increased his strength. More than three times the tiny chain pierced into his soul and made a deeper anchor.
"Ah—!"
Screaming with the severe pain that penetrated into the soul, Tang San's red halo that was trying hard to unfold suddenly stagnated and was immediately suppressed by the chains.
"Puff!" He spit out the black and red mist after being sucked out of his mouth, and the aura emitted by his soul suddenly weakened a lot.
A Yin saw everything in his eyes, and a slight unbearable flashed between his eyebrows, and subconsciously approached and slowly raised his hand.
In the end, it was frozen in the air without touching it. "Miss San, my child." She uttered these six words with difficulty and affection, and her soothing tone suddenly made Tang San's resentment flowing on his soul.
"Mother...Mother?" Tang San corresponded the beauty in front of him with the Lan Yinhuang Emperor who had never appeared in his eyes, with an incredible look on his face, "What are you?"
He clearly remembered that Fang Ling had said that the seedlings of Lan Yinhuang Emperor had been crushed!
Moreover, even if my mother is not dead, how could she recover in such a short time? "My child, this is the last time I called you." A Yin's eyes were red and tears were roaring.
Tang San's random thoughts were interrupted by these resolute words, and his spirit suddenly shook.
No matter what, the blood connection cannot be faked. It is true that the pretty beautiful woman in front of her is his mother.
The mother, who thought she had already died, suddenly appeared in front of her and had relied on this world, but how could she say such heartless words?
How could she stand on Fang Ling's side?
Tang San was confused and wanted to ask, but A Yin did not give him time to ask questions. "I heard Fang Ling say, are you the so-called extraterritorial demon, right?" A Yin didn't blink and stared at Fang Ling. "No!" Tang Sanse retorted fiercely.
The speed is extremely fast, for fear that someone will see something if you are one step slower.
The other party Ling's resentment could not be eliminated, and after deeply immersing his soul, he lost his rightful reason.
Little do they know that the more impatient he is, the more they prove the identity of the demons outside the domain. "My miserable child!"
Two lines of clear tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, and A Yin sighed a long sigh. "Mother, listen to my explanation! I am..." Tang San said hurriedly.
"You have devoured the original soul of this body before you came to this world!" Fang Ling interrupted him with a sneer.
"I didn't!" Tang San didn't know if this was the case. When he traveled through time, he was just a little confused guy, but he still refuted instinctively.
I can't keep falling into Fang Ling's rhythm, I have to ask back! "What you are talking about is the truth? You used to anger me with your mother's death? Who knows if you are talking nonsense now?" Tang San grabbed Fang Ling's lie.
"I know Tang Hao and you are the nature of each other. We are enemies since we got the soul bone. You believe what I said? Why don't you go and eat shit?"
"I have found a place, why can't I take it away quietly? I have to leave a note?" Fang Ling shook his head with a contemptuous smile, "What a silly cute little thing!"
"Fang Ling! You! Woo..." The power of resentment has exceeded the proportion of Shura's divine power. Tang San was inspired by Fang Ling, twisted left and right, and wanted to curse.
But the soul-retaining chain was very firmly locked, and he couldn't move at all.
Even the mouth is sealed, and there is no word to say.
"What am I?" Fang Ling pointed to his forehead, "What do you think this is?"
"The Death God! Palm Soul Law!"
"The souls of another world devour the souls of Douluo Continent. Can I recognize them? You and I are having a good meal!"
"And..." Fang Ling smiled maliciously and reached out to pull out the fate of Tang San.
The fate of the gods protected by the law of killing is not easy to move, but Tang San's soul, the rootless duckweed, is a phoenix with hair falling.
In addition, his fate was mixed with water by Fang Ling during the process of becoming a god, so he could barely trace it back.
In the battle just now, Tang San performed too weakly, resulting in many backhands being useless.
Fang Ling used waste to visualize it, which just gave A Yin a proof!
The magical outfit was on his body, and the extremely bright rose-gold eye of fate was opened between his eyebrows. He pulled his hands along Tang San's net of fate with force, and a clear line of fate with the breath of another world was revealed in front of the world.
The Shura God is a law-enforcement god in the divine realm. The place he controls is nothing but a subordinate of the divine realm. The source of this soul must be in the territory of the divine realm! "Bashu Tang Sect, outer disciple Tang San!"
After completing the traceability, Fang Ling said this sentence word by word.
With his eyes shocked, he gently tapped his index finger and revealed Tang San's life through the thread of fate.
The elder of the outer sect, Grandpa Tang Lan, secretly learned "Xuantian Baolu" and made hidden weapons. The Buddha was angry with Tang Lian, jumped off the cliff, and then went to the Douluo Continent. He heard a strong male voice shouting, "Three sister, don't leave me!"...
Tang San's past and present lives were like phantoms passing by everyone.
"I have a clear consciousness when I was infancy and can remember what people said. It's really amazing! And the "Xuantian Baolu" and the Tangmen hidden weapons that are very different from the mainland?"
In a blink of an eye, the bottom was revealed, Tang San's heart defense was defeated, his pupils were trembling, and he started to breathe.
Fang Ling took advantage of the victory and pursued: "I really think your father, a titled Douluo, didn't know?"
"You were scarce when you were a child, and you were a thin and low-skinned little black baby! I never thought about why you couldn't eat enough?"
"Tang Hao, come and tell him." Fang Ling's casual hand, his hair was as dark as a steel needle, and his face was dark, with a tiger back and a bear waist appeared in front of him.
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Tang San saw this familiar image again, his mouth widened, and suddenly paused in his heart: "Father!"
Tang Hao has been enfeoffed in the Kingdom of God, and once again he saw the light of heaven, he was inevitably a little excited. He quietly glanced at the clear sky that had been repaired by Fang Ling, and then looked at Tang San.
Tang Hao also heard Fang Ling's question, and his eyes looked at Tang San at this moment were particularly complicated.
Tang Hao is a titled Douluo. Even if he is drunk, how could he not know?
After all, it is the crystallization of love with A Yin. Tang Hao has always shared a ray of mind on Tang San, and he is always paying attention!
Those abnormalities naturally come into view.
There are precedents in premature wisdom, but did Tang San really feel that he had concealed it well before awakening the martial soul?
That is the unique ability in Douluo Continent! "Miss San, my god is right. You have too many flaws. If it weren't for your peerless talent with twin martial souls and innate soul power, I wouldn't recognize you."
The words were very cold and full of utilitarianism. Tang Hao's words were a heavy blow to Tang San.
The parents' affection was almost cut off, and Tang San's spirit was greatly impacted.
He also thought of a question: "When I became a god, I felt like my soul was broken, but inexplicably passed the assessment..."
This is something he couldn't figure out and felt strange.
Fang Ling grinned: "I helped you, and I repair your soul!"
"The Shura God did not stop it?!"
"He wanted to relieve your resentment towards me, and he pinched my illusion to kill you, but it turned out to be backfired and made me sense it."
"Originally, there was a backup plan I left behind in your soul, but unfortunately it was useless."
Fang Ling's eyes moved slightly, Tang San's soul split, and healed under a mysterious wave.
Tang San:...
Silenced for a long time, then asked hoarsely: "Where is the Tang Sect and Haotian Sect?"
Fang Ling bluntly said: "Those who have participated in the war and are hostile to the Martial Soul Empire are killed."
"The Tang Sect was disbanded, but the hidden weapons are indeed good. They will get new appointment opportunities in the future. Haotian Sect, including Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua, and many three generations of disciples, all died."
"The souls have entered my divine kingdom. Do you want to see it?"
Tang San shook his head in a daze, and there was nothing to say.
It's over when it falls to this point!
He simply gave up all resistance and allowed the power of death to erode his soul.
He lost his fighting spirit and could not see hope. The Shura God could not save him. Several of the great gods in the divine world agreed that the Shura God position was in Fang Ling's hands.
This is Fang Ling's spoil, and it will eventually be passed on to others to return to the divine realm, and the rest have no right to ask about it.
It’s just a god king. If you hate the supreme god in the future, it will be more than worth the loss.
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In the blink of an eye, a year passed, Fang Ling opened his eyes in the Hall of Death Judgment, holding a blood-colored giant sword.
The blood-colored giant sword shines brightly, and the brilliant divine light of the law shines on it.
After a year, he persisted and worked hard, and finally completely stripped the throne of God and officially transformed Tang San into a dead spirit!
This is something to celebrate.
As long as the energy of the Slaying City is restored and the divine power is accumulated again, Fang Ling will pass it to whoever he wants to pass the Shura divine position!
He already has a goal, so he gives his grandfather Dugu Bo!
Age is not a problem. Didn’t Tang Chen also reach the eighth exam?
Dugu Bo is even more suitable than Tang Chen, who plays hammers!
The ruthless heart and ruthlessness, killing people like numbness, and the bad reputation can stop a child from crying at night.
I have never entered the capital of killing, and my murderous aura is enough to turn into substance. It is a more suitable Shura divine embryo than Tang Chen!
Of course, Dugu Bo's cultivation level is not enough for the time being, and the energy of the Killing City is not enough. In a short period of time, the energy of the Shura Temple cannot be gathered in the energy of the divine ring.
So, based on multiple considerations, Fang Ling established the Death Judgment Hall!
A year of time passes, and the world changes amazingly.
The Yuan Xingluo Empire has been taken into control by the Wuhun Empire, and the Xingluo Soul Master has also been dispersed and moved to various parts of the empire.
Wuhun City naturally became the imperial capital of the Wuhun Empire, and it is in the process of becoming a new building.
A topic has been put on the agenda after many considerations - making old accounts.
That is, to clear away the evil in the world and sweep away all demons and gods!
If there is no extraordinary world, the power is mixed, and the ruler wants to issue the normal orders, he will never dare to move lightly.
Anything that happens, at most, there will be only heavy thunder and small raindrops.
However, this is Douluo Continent!
What ensures that the Martial Soul Empire can rule the world without being overthrown is not the hearts of the people or the military power, but the unparalleled power of God!
Fang Ling took the initiative to take on this difficult task.
No other meaning, it's for the soul.
As a result, the discipline of the Wuhun Empire was rectified and the behavior of the soul master was regulated.
His name is unique in history, and he generously gave tens of thousands of soul bones to fill the imperial treasury, which made his reputation reach its peak.
This does not include the baptism of the divine power of life when the martial soul awakens.
It can be said to be extremely loved.
But at the same time, the reputation of cruelty is unparalleled in the world.
Bibidong passed the throne half a year ago, hidden in secret and understood the law. He wanted to solve the appearance problem as soon as possible. The world was grateful to him for agreeing to the mainland, but he knew very little.
Qian Renxue is the Sun Angel God, the new queen of the Martial Soul Empire, and she must pay attention to reputation.
Among the three gods, Fang Ling doesn’t care about his reputation.
His faith comes from the Kingdom of the Dead, and the faith in the world is optional.
In order to fill the capital of killing, and to make up for the energy missing because Tang San became a god as soon as possible, the Temple of Death Judgment judged all guilty people in the name of God.
Millions of undead enforce the law, and there is no reason to say. The undead directly connects with Fang Ling, and has great power, and no one in the world cannot judge it!
With the eyes of fate, you can confirm the guilt of the world by just a glance.
For this reason, Fang Ling also discussed with the Shura God, and was under control of the capital of killing, and stopped the crackdown on the remnants of the two empires and the nobles who committed evil deeds.
These sinners were escorted to the capital of killing by the Hall of Death.
This half plane of the City of Killing was almost filled.
Providing blood when you are alive and providing soul after you die can also squeeze the value of use to the greatest extent.
(This chapter ends)