Douluo's Fire

The distance between the Sun Moon Continent and the Far Continent is very far, even further than the distance between the Sun Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent.

Even if Tang San was the God of the Sea, it still took ten days to cross this ocean.

And ten days were enough to eliminate all traces.

In the ruins of the palace, Tang San stumbled to the ground with his eyes blank, dragging his body step by step, looking ahead blankly.

Several tree branches were erected on top of the ruins of the palace.

Under the cackling crow, several heads were hung on it.

Stretching out his right hand, Tang San's eyes were dull and he staggered towards the head on the tree branch.

"Teacher, dad, Dai Mubai, uncle..."

The horrified and roaring expression was frozen on it, and Tang San stroked its cheek with trembling hands.

One family, his entire family, was all hung up on this.

His body was shaking and his eyes were dull.

All relatives died, all sustenance in life was destroyed, Tang San's heart was broken.

One by one, Tang San tremblingly lowered them from the tree branch.

Xiao Wu's corpse made Tang San's whole body tremble, and tears fell down drop by drop.

Holding Xiao Wu in his arms tremblingly, Tang San cried and curled up on the ground, his cries extremely miserable.

"what!"

Crying voices were wailing, and trembling bodies were covered in mud.

At this point, Haotian Sect fell.

……

After howling, when no tears could be shed, Tang San dug a hole in the ground with the Poseidon Trident expressionlessly.

one, two, three...

Putting the corpses into the grave one by one, Tang San knelt on the ground and covered the soil with handfuls with both hands, slowly covering the faces of all the corpses.

The remains in the ruins of the palace are no longer there, they were all moved to other places by Tang San's divine power.

On a vast flat land, several graves stood in the middle of the flat land.

Dressed in blue, Tang San stood in front of everyone's graves for a long, long time.

Until the sun in the sky is replaced by the moon, and the white clouds in the sky are replaced by dark clouds.

Heavy rain poured down one after another, and Tang San stood silently in front of the grave of the person he loved and respected for a long time.

After seven days and seven nights, Tang San, who seemed to have turned into a sculpture, turned around from his silence.

"Xiao Wu, dad, teacher, you wait for me."

Tang San reached out to wave the standing Poseidon Trident in his hand, waving his robes. Tang San held the Poseidon Trident in his hand and strode towards the depths of the continent with an expressionless face.

He was going to kill people, kill people from Wuhun Hall.

He had sworn that if he wanted to kill Xiao Wu, he would step on his body.

He once swore that he would spread the teacher's reputation throughout the continent.

He had sworn that he would make his father proud of him.

But now, it's all gone.

He doesn't care about the oaths, the reputations that he doesn't care about, and the so-called gods not killing mortals, he doesn't know.

Now, he just wants to kill people, kill everyone in Wuhun Hall.

Or, get killed.

With a click, the head of a Cardinal of the Spirit Hall was beheaded. Tang San stretched out his hand to lift it, blood dripping on the ground.

Just holding it like this, Tang San walked towards the tomb step by step.

After walking for a day or two, Tang San expressionlessly threw the head of the Cardinal of Wuhun Palace to the ground in front of the tomb, and got together with the people he killed earlier.

One month, two months, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past six months, he has traveled to every place on this continent. He has been to every place where Wuhun Palace might exist, and he has killed everyone related to Wuhun Palace.

Don't ask for the reason, and don't ask if you are innocent.

Tang San, who had lost all spiritual sustenance, no longer cared about anything.

Even if it means his own life, he no longer cares.

"Xiao Wu, teacher, dad, I have killed everyone in this continent who is related to Wuhun Palace."

"But I know that those who deserve to be killed have long since left this continent and are hiding elsewhere."

"Perhaps, I will spend my entire life unable to find them, or perhaps, they may not know where they died."

"Oh, I killed so many people, so many people died, but the result was such a twist of fate."

Tang San looked up at the sky, looking at the dazzling sun in the sky and laughed to himself.

"But even if I can't kill them or find them, I won't make it easy for them."

In the past six months, Wuhun Palace's reputation in this continent has been rotten to the core.

No matter who it is, even a child with a yellow mouth who has just grown up, hates Wuhun Palace deeply.

No reason, because all the most heinous crimes that occurred on this continent in the past six months were all committed by people from the Wuhun Palace that Tang San pretended to be or forced to find.

And with a lot of gold soul coins being spent, the reputation of Wuhun Palace spread all over the continent.

It was also because of this that Tang San easily killed so many people from the Spirit Hall.

Without the mass base, when the Douluo Continent army arrives next, Wuhun Palace will not be able to stop the Douluo army from searching.

As for whether the Douluo Continent's army will help the Wuhun Palace gain a good reputation?Reveal the truth?Tang San didn't care.

Because after that, Wuhun Palace had long ceased to exist in name only.

If he couldn't kill everyone in Wuhun Palace, then he would let Wuhun Palace completely disappear.

The divine power in his body began to surge. Tang San looked at the grave in front of him and continued to murmur with his head raised: "So, what else can I do now?"

Water waves began to appear around Tang San, and the blue-gold water waves burst into circles and circles, crushing and crushing the leader's view next to him.

Under the unpleasant sound, Tang San's divine power blocked the dirty liquid from splashing around.

"Xiao Wu, do you still remember the oath you made that night?" In his left hand, Tang San held the comb tightly.

"Teacher, I still remember the day when you first taught me knowledge." Circle after circle of soul rings spread out on Tang San's body, spreading to the end, the blue-gold soul ring symbolizing the god was shining brightly.

"Dad, we are still home."

The sound of clicking began to sound, and Tang San used his divine power to lift up the soil underground, and the soil fell from the tomb bit by bit and was lifted up.

After having done everything, Tang San no longer had any spiritual sustenance to live on.

His family is gone, his lover is gone, his brothers are gone, and all the means for him to communicate with the world are gone.

revenge?he thinks.

But, who else can I take revenge from?

He killed everyone he could.

Those who couldn't be killed, Tang San looked around at a loss and found that they were all gone.

Therefore, now, the only thing that can support Tang San to continue living is the last goal.

He turned around and walked forward with big strides. Behind him, supported by the blue-gold divine power, the tomb followed behind him and walked forward together.

The waves are rolling, the sea is boundless, but it is also separated.

A large army crossed many seas and set foot on this third continent from the Sun and Moon Continent.

And another large ship, urged by the blue figure, set sail and headed north.

Tang San is the God of the Sea, and the sea is his territory.

Except for Douluo's army, no one can be his opponent in the sea.

Even the Douluo army couldn't keep up with his speed.

The wind in the sea was sometimes gentle, sometimes violent, and the small boat made an awkward noise as it was overwhelmed, but under Tang San's control, not a drop of sea water rushed in.

One day, two days.

January, February.

In the third month, on a remote coastline of Douluo Continent, a ship crashed into the cliff coast and broke apart.

And Tang San has also disappeared, along with the tombs on the ship.

The original site of the Star Luo Empire's cemetery, outside the Qibao Glazed Sect's castle, on the peak of the Haotian Sect...

Tang San avoided everyone in Douluo Continent and appeared in the sky above these locations.

One by one, Tang San carried the graves through the air step by step, and fell into the place where their family should be buried.

Day, night.

When no one was around, Tang San buried them back to their homes step by step.

In the original site where the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect was destroyed, Tang San looked at the city that had been rebuilt as a thunder and lightning research base.Turning around, he headed towards the location of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect's cemetery that the master once told him.

It can be seen that the war in the Soul Hunting Operation was carried out suddenly and thoroughly.

The Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family has such a long history, but in the end, only a few small packets are left in front of them in their family cemetery.

In front of the tombstone, there are the remaining sacrifices. If you look carefully, you can see that there are still a few incense sticks with residual smoke rising up.

Standing in front of the largest tombstone, there is written: Tomb of Yu Yuanzhen, the 18th generation leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family.

Carefully placing the tomb in his hand on the ground, behind Yu Yuanzhen's tomb, Tang San carefully buried the master there.

A tombstone was inserted, "The tomb of Yu Xiaogang, son of Yu Yuanzhen"

Then, facing the master's tombstone, Tang San took a step back and slowly knelt down on his knees.

"Teacher, goodbye."

After kowtowing three times, Tang San's figure slowly disappeared, leaving only the master's grave in place, with a few sticks of burning incense stuck on it.

In the Star Dou Forest, Tang San stood far away from the core holding Xiao Wu's body, looking there in the distance.

The Lake of Life is very effective and of great value.

So while other parts of the Star Forest were still primitive, research laboratories were already being set up here in full swing to conduct a series of experiments related to life.

Holding Xiao Wu tightly, Tang San stood here for a long time. When he was about to be discovered, Tang San turned around and walked slowly outside.

Outside Notting City, Tang San wanted to go to Notting College and see if the Seventh House of Notting College was still there.

But there were so many people in the city, and Tang San couldn't appear in the eyes of others, so in the end, Tang San could only look at the academy that had trained him for six years from afar in the sky.

At night, the city of Notting lights up with thousands of umbrellas. Under the gentle yellowish light, the renovated Notting College looks particularly warm.

In twos and threes, there are energetic students running around wildly, and teachers who are sorting out their homework look at the students from a distance, worried, but also showing a gentle smile.

The academy is still here and better.

It's just that he can't go anymore.

The night is both long and short.

When the first ray of light lit up on the horizon, the blue figure in the sky disappeared and appeared in the distance of Holy Soul Village.

Holy Soul Village, the starting point of everything for him in this world.

It was not targeted because of Tang San, but similarly, there was no preferential treatment at all.

Looking at the almost completely changed Holy Soul Village, Tang San was in a daze, as if he had come to the wrong place.

On the compacted road, from time to time you can see merchants carrying goods into the entrance of Holy Soul Village.

On it, Tang San could recognize several things, among which there was particularly a lot of meat.

And the sales are also very popular.

"Ahem~" An old man pushed his hands behind his back and came to a remote house under the rays of the rising sun.

The house seemed out of place in Holy Soul Village, not because of its location, but because almost all the other houses had been renovated and enlarged.

Only this house still maintains its original style and looks shabby and ancient.

But no matter how shabby and old it is, Old Jack will still take a stroll here every day when he has nothing to do, and occasionally tidy up the house.

People outside said that Tang San was a big bad guy, a die-hard from the old era, and he should be defeated.

But Old Jack didn't care about this. He only knew that Xiao San was respectful and polite to him when he was young.

In response to Old Jack's stubbornness, the others did nothing but shake their heads, and they did not tear down the house.

Instead, this house has been declared a historical relic, and it is planned to transform it into a historical visiting place as an educational journey for students.

Old Jack has become the first choice to manage this historical tourist site.

Old Jack didn't understand this, but he was happy to see this house stay.

The village had changed so much that he almost didn't recognize it when he walked in the village every day.

Now that he can have a familiar place to stay, old Jack, whose memory is somewhat declining, is very happy. He goes here for a stroll every day when he has nothing to do.

After coughing, Old Jack found a stone bench and sat down. He hammered his waist and then his legs. He sat here and took a nap.

Under the gentle light, Tang San stared for a long time. After Old Jack was helped home by his son to eat, Tang San's figure slowly disappeared in the light.

The scene of Holy Soul Village has faded away, and behind Tang San, there is also a coffin.

The last trace of nostalgia in this world has almost disappeared, and there is only one thing Tang San wants to do now.

The sun in the sky is very warm, and it shines warmly on people. This is very rare weather in summer.

In the center of the Sunset Forest, the huge Blue Silver Emperor grows here, with lush branches and lush greenery, creating a vibrant scene.

This is the center of the "Blue Silver King Life Energy Network" and the place with the strictest protection.

Only in the Sunset Forest, there is a large army stationed all year round, and the gods will be punished when they come.

But today, under the gentle light, a blue figure slowly came from a distance and stepped into the sky.

Wisps of pale yellow light were dancing, and the moment the blue figure stepped into the confines of the Sunset Forest, the army stood up and roared in unison.

"Enemy attack!"

All the troops had seen Tang San's face in the portrait.

So as soon as Tang San stepped into the sight of others, the army's formation began to be constructed.

The terrifying aura was gathering, and the pale yellow shadow was building. Tang San just stepped forward step by step in the air without expression, heading towards the center of the Sunset Forest!

Xiao Wu's body was held tightly in his arms, and his father's body was carried on his back.

As soul rings unfolded, Tang San took his wife and father and set foot over the Sunset Forest!

Ignoring the terrifying momentum, I didn't look at other scenes.

Tang San just looked at the one that was growing vigorously in the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi, the Blue Silver Emperor.

There was no roar, no roar, just sadness, unparalleled sadness.

The huge phantom slowly looked down, with indifferent eyes, Ye Li's phantom seemed to be programmed, holding Li Huo in his hand, pressing towards Tang San who came through the air.

The lush green was no longer there, and at this moment, there was only endless pale yellow light in Tang San's eyes.

Old people, young people, children...

Countless shadows emerged in the light, and the huge spiritual consciousness was suppressed.

While the body was frozen, all the divine power in the body could not be used, and the intuition composed of the divine soul was trembling crazily.

Death is coming.

But regarding this, Tang San's expression remained unchanged, he just continued to look at the Blue Silver Emperor in the ice and fire eyes, and said softly:

"Mom——, I brought my family to see you."

boom!

The flames pressed through, Tang San's consciousness was exploded, his soul was shattered, and the blue-gold divine throne also cracked and shattered.

In a pale yellow light, Tang San, who was on the verge of death, slowly closed his eyes and fell into the air.

It was as if a white and tender baby appeared in his last glance.

Snapped!

Dust flew up from the ground, and the coffin fell next to Tang San.

Under everyone's puzzled gaze, a generation of gods, Tang San, died.