Suddenly, Qian Xunji felt a familiar aura below him. He had experienced this aura from Poseidon Island. He looked down and saw three men there, also rushing towards the Haotian Sect at the same speed. Not too slow.
These three men are naturally Tang San, Tang Tian, and Tang Hu who have returned to Haotian Sect after training on Poseidon Island. The three of them still don't know that Haotian Sect is encountering a catastrophe. They are full of expectations and fantasies. When they return to Haotian Sect, they will show their rapid progress in cultivation during the past three and a half years on Poseidon Island.
The warm and sacred golden afterglow fell. Tang San, Tang Hu, and Tang Tian stopped at the same time and looked in the direction of the air. Three figures slowly fell down. The one in the front was handsome. The tall blond man was so recognizable.
Qianxunji!
Tang San, Tang Hu, and Tang Tian were all extremely shocked and didn't understand why Qian Xunji suddenly appeared here.
Qian Renchuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Haotianzong's clothes, these muscles, and his appearance... he was a member of the Tang family who was born evil!
These three Tang family members, who were born evil, did not kneel down to worship their father. They were simply seeking death!
Sharp murderous intent surged out of Qian Renchuan's body and attacked the Haotian Sect trio. The murderous intent was evenly distributed among Tang San, Tang Tian, and Tang Hu. Tang San was not given any special care. . The main reason was that he didn't recognize Tang San, whose appearance had changed drastically. Otherwise, Tang San, a sinner of the Tang clan who dared to impersonate him and a naturally evil Tang family member, would have been enveloped in more than just this murderous aura.
Tang Tian and Tang Hu felt the murderous intent released by Qian Renchuan. Two yellow, two purple and two black pieces slowly lit up under their feet, and the Clear Sky Hammer spirit appeared in their hands.
Qian Renchuan's face turned completely cold. When he came to Qian Xunji, an unusual and shocking configuration of seven soul rings appeared, three purple, two black and two red.
When Tang San saw this configuration of spirit rings, he immediately recognized that the white-haired man in front of him was Qian Renchuan, and his heart was filled with unwillingness, jealousy, and all kinds of emotions. This kind of soul ring configuration should have been owned by his Zhoumu world, and should belong to him!
After he completed the top seven exams, he received two god-given soul rings. The life of the soul rings was increased by six thousand years. The first five soul rings were also three purple and two black, but the sixth and seventh ten-thousand-year soul rings The ring is incomparable to Qian Renchuan's hundred thousand year soul ring. The opportunities he got with the help of Poseidon's reward were actually not as good as Qian Renchuan!
Tang Tian and Tang Hu's expressions were completely dull. The pressure emanating from the two hundred thousand year soul rings made them feel a little suffocated, and their brains went blank for a moment.
Qian Renchuan was about to take action to teach these inherently evil Tang family parents a lesson, Qian Xunji said: "Xiaochuan."
Hearing Qian Xunji's gentle words, Qian Renchuan slowly put away his soul ring and returned to the rear, but his face was still cold.
Tang Yuehua secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although everyone in the Haotian Sect except her eldest brother Tang Xiao had a terrible impression of her after her heart turned to Wuhun Palace, these three people were her descendants after all. Tang San's appearance changed so much that she couldn't recognize him, but Tang Long and Tang Hu were the seeds of Haotian Sect's titled Douluo and the future pillars of Haotian Sect.
"See His Majesty the Pope."
Qian Renchuan saw Tang Tian, Tang Hu saluted, his face became gentler, and his eyes were fixed on the blue-haired man who was neither humble nor arrogant until now. , there was a scarlet seven-pointed star on his forehead, and his eyes narrowed slightly again.
Qian Xunji nodded lightly and said: "I have found out that there is a crisis in the Haotian Sect. Since I happen to meet the three of you, I will take you for a ride."
Qianxun quickly waved his hand and dragged up his soul power, leading Tang Tian, Tang Hu, Tang San and a group of seven people to rush towards the Haotian Sect, the speed was much slower than before.
This is of course not because Qianxun Ji's soul power cannot be controlled. His previous speed was just to take care of Tang Yuehua. The strength of these three people was far superior to Tang Yuehua. He slowed down just because he wanted to see the scenery and arrive later anyway. Haotian Sect, it does not matter that he is the first member to come to Haotian Sect to lick the bag. If he had arrived early, the King of Slaughter would still be fighting the Haotian Sect, and it would be impossible for him not to help.
As for the handsome blue-haired man with the bloody seven-pointed star on his forehead, Qian Xunji could guess who he was without asking Qian Xunji. Who else could it be besides Tang San.
With such a great opportunity like Poseidon Island, how could the Tang family, who are inherently evil and extremely selfish, allow their talented disciples to go with them? The only ones who can go to Poseidon Island to practice are the Tang family members. Only Tang San's Blue Silver Grass evolved to have a beautifying effect, and its beautifying effect turned hair and pupils blue.
Haotian Sect, the fierce battle is continuing.
The King of Slaughter obviously cannot fight against the five titled Douluo of the Haotian Sect on his own, as well as Tang Hao, who has the attack power of the titled Douluo. As a 100,000-year-old bat, he was obviously not stupid. After a battle, he quickly realized that Tang Xiao and the elders of the Haotian Sect gathered around Tang Hao, and they were fighting and restrained within the scope of the Killing God Domain.
The scope of Tang Hao's God of Killing Domain is only a few hundred meters, but the five titled Douluo have toss it around. Besides, they all know that the King of Killing is Haotian Ancestor Tang Chen. Everyone The elders did not dare to hit him too hard and seriously injure Tang Chen's body. However, the King of Slaughter still suffered some trauma.
“You think Tang Hao alone can defeat me?”
The King of Slaughter sneered, and his flesh wings shook again. He was not attacking the elder of the Haotian Sect, but Hao. The disciples of Tianzong launched a massacre. Soul Saint, Soul Emperor, and Soul Douluo are not the combined enemies of the King of Slaughter.
Once the killing field was covered, all the soul rings were blocked, and turned into a large blood bag. Facing the terrifying speed of the King of Killing, only the disciples of the Min clan had hope of survival, but this was also the King of Killing. Too lazy to catch it.
"Old rhinoceros!" X2
Titan and Baihe shouted.
Niu Gao, the leader of the Yu clan, had a defensive power that surpassed that of most titled Douluo. After all the soul rings were blocked, his body as strong as a fortress was easily torn apart by the King of Slaughter. All the internal organs were taken out. All the blood was sucked into the killing field and fed back into the body of the killing king.
With the nourishment of a large amount of blood, and relying on the ability of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, the King of Killing recovered all his injuries from the battle with Tang Xiao, Tang Hao, and the elders of the Haotian Sect. Not only that, after devouring a large amount of the blood of strong men, his strength increased to a higher level, and his aura became more powerful and evil.
In the No. 1 sect in the world, there are as many as five thousand sect disciples. Excluding the scope of Tang Hao's killing god domain, the entire Haotian sect is an unlimited blood regeneration and no life bar for the killing king. Bag. Let the King of Slaughter have no life bar.
That beautiful BGM seems to ring in the ears of everyone in the Haotian Sect who is still alive: the rain of flowers flying all over the sky falls on the spring soil, nourishing the earth, and blooming into the next flower season. Your tears in the wind, drop by drop in the memory, let us call it cherish.
(End of this chapter)