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Wait a minute, Tang San, his surname is Tang?

Could it be related to that person?
Just thinking about that person makes my hair stand on end.

But how could it be such a coincidence?

This Flender ran the train with his mouth full, he must have said that in order to protect Tang San.

It doesn't matter, it's more important to complete the task first, if it is really related to that person, can he still smash the Wuhun Temple?

impossible.

The sky is falling, and the Pope is holding it up.

Anyway, my soul power level has been greatly improved, no matter how bad it is, I still have the martial soul fusion skill with Yueguan.

I'm not afraid of what kind of moth he's messing with.

"Yueguan, don't talk nonsense with them, they just want to drag reinforcements. Hurry up!"

Behind Yue Guan, the soul rings lit up one after another.

Give people a strong coercion.

"The ninth soul skill, the chrysanthemum is broken, the ground is injured, and the flowers fall to the heart."

The golden light is all over the sky, bright and dazzling.

Just like his own coquettish clothes.

The chrysanthemum petals instantly turned into crescent blades, and all of them headed towards Shrek Academy.

"The fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Prison!"

Under the strong coercion, Tang San had no choice but to use the fourth spirit ability.

The toxicity of Flender and others has not been completely eliminated, so they can only do their best at this moment, line up in a V shape, and transfer their soul power to Tang San.

The difference between the two is more than 40 levels, and this should be a cool B.

Shaoyang rested his chin on the clouds and continued to watch, without any intention of making a move.

Because he has to wait for a few people.

Tang San's fourth spirit ability has the blessing of the ten thousand year spirit ring, when facing opponents of the same generation, it is indeed quite dazzling and eye-catching.

But now it is this attention-grabbing that makes Death interested in him.

Facing Title Douluo, he could barely block it for five seconds.

Right in this flash, a huge blue lightsaber stood in front of Tang San.

Blocked the ninth spirit ability of Ju Douluo Yueguan for Tang San.

The air wave generated by the collision of the two instantly bounced away Tang San and the others.

Except for Tang San, the rest of the people either fell or lay down, all got down.

"This is?"

Tang San covered his chest with one hand, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Titled Douluo's spirit abilities collided, the air wave was too strong, Tang San stood at the front, and also bore the brunt of the damage.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers.

"Sword Dao Chenxin! Ning Fengzhi!"

Chen Xin walked with the sword and stood firmly in front of Tang San.

Thanks to Shaoyang's help, Ning Fengzhi broke through his own soul power bottleneck, and now he has reached level 88.

Yue Guan's eyes look like that of a bitter woman.

Ning Fengzhi revealed his martial soul avatar, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, which was shining brightly and was healing everyone's wounds.

"You guys have thought it over, are you determined to make things difficult for Wuhundian!?"

Yueguan asked.

"Ning has no such intentions. It's just that since it's a competition, the principle of fairness and justice must be upheld. Ning believes that the golden generation of Wuhundian will definitely come out on top this year."

"Our suzerain is under the order of Emperor Xue Ye to escort the participating teams into the city and supervise the soul master competition. Both of you, please go back."

Chen Xin has always disliked these two. At the beginning, he tried his best to prevent Rong Rong from going to Wuhun Hall to practice. On the one hand, he was reluctant to part with Rong Rong, and on the other hand, he was worried that Rong Rong would be infected by these two guys.

How can Yueguan be willing to give up.

Cooked duck flying?
Just when Yueguan was still about to spoil, he suddenly received a voice transmission from His Majesty the Pope.

"Sect Master Ning, what you said is true, then I will take my leave."

The trip of Yueguan Guimei and others was like fetching water from a bamboo basket.

Nothing was caught.

If you run for nothing, you will have to be trained again when you go back.

"You said what happened to the Pope, she was the one who sent us to stop them, and she was the one who made us waste all our efforts."

Yue Guan complained.

"The Pope should have other arrangements."

"And that Ning Fengzhi and them, who are riding horses to join in the fun! If it weren't for the two of them, Tang San would have burped a long time ago!"

Yueguan complained all the way.

The ghost is like a trash can, it has been filling the trash for Yueguan.

the other side……

Pope's Palace.

Shaoyang had already arrived at the Wuhun Palace without knowing when.

He touched the Pope's chair in Wuhun Hall.

Nodding, he sat down holding the scepter.

"What? I'm not welcome?"

Shaoyang crossed Erlang's legs and joked while leaning against the back of the chair.

"That's not true, it's just that why are you free today?"

King Qin sat on the throne that belonged to her, and Bibi Dong was not angry at all.

She was just pleasantly surprised by the arrival of King Qin.

After all, his Rakshasa god form was changed, and the improvement and evolution of the soul power and soul ring were all due to the King Qin in front of him.

"Then I'll cut to the chase. Don't touch Tang San for now, let him come to the Spirit Hall to participate in the competition."

Shaoyang said seriously.

?

"You already know..."

Bibi Dong took the scepter and walked to the middle of the hall.

"Well, I know you cherish your talents and want to win Tang San over, but Tang San is Tang Hao's son, there is bound to be a confrontation between you two."

"What?! Tang San is Tang Hao's son?!"

Bibi Dong had tinnitus at the moment.

From the information her informant told her, she could only know that Tang San was from the Clear Sky School.

But never thought that it was Tang Hao's son? !

"You don't have to be so shocked, Tang Hao and the previous Pope..."

When Shaoyang said this, he obviously paused for two seconds, and glanced at Bibi Dong in the audience from the corner of his eye.

"Ahem...Then whose grievances will be resolved in the end, you don't have to worry about it. As for whether Tang San can receive your command in the end, it depends on his wishes."

Bibi Dong listened in a cloud of fog.

But when it comes to Qian Xun Ji, she can't wait to kill him with a knife... a knife... a knife!

Chop up his meat and feed it to the dogs.

Bibi Dong calmed down, looked up at King Qin again, and asked in a gentle voice.

"I'm sorry, King Qin, I really didn't understand what you meant. Qian Xunji is dead, and Lan Yinhuang has long since blew himself up as a sacrifice to Tang Hao. You mean they can still be resurrected?"

The instant Bibi Dong blinked, Shaoyang teleported from the throne to her eyes.

When the four eyes met, King Qin's eyes were like an abyss, bottomless, and one could sink into it without paying attention.

Never come out again.

"You don't have to understand that when the time is right, everything will have an answer, and all grievances will come to an end."

"You just need to do what I say, and you won't suffer."

The voice echoed throughout the empty Pope's Palace, and could not be dispersed for a long time.

But King Qin has long since disappeared.

Bibi Dong didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

I have mixed feelings...

If it was as the king of Qin said, how would she deal with herself?
And Qian Renxue...

Why does King Qin know so much?
Just how terrifying is his strength...

Looking at the gate of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong fell into deep thought.

On the other side, the Eye of Ice and Fire.

Shaoyang looked at the courtyard, the exterior is carved with beams and painted buildings, and the interior is antique.

I clearly remember that the courtyard before was quite luxurious, and the architectural style is not this color...