Douluo's rebirth An Lan

When the giant god drew his bowstring, boundless fear arose in Long Haochen's heart, but he couldn't move.At that moment, even time and space were distorted, and black holes of various sizes appeared next to the bowstring.

A bow with sixteen strings can kill the God King!

"Boom..."

An extremely dull loud noise sounded, like an ancient giant breaking through the Great Mist; Long Haochen's fearful expression solidified, and in the next moment, like a pile of sand washed over by a wave, it turned into dust and scattered with a "crash".

With one arrow, the Lord of Holy Demons fell!

The next moment, the giant god also exploded, turning into a rain of blood falling from the sky.

"ended!"

Tang San paused his trident again, and a smaller puppet giant emerged from the ground and spread all over the God Realm, surrounding the Holy Demon Alliance's army.

But the next moment, the eyes of those giant gods showed a look of madness. Instead of attacking the army of the Holy Demon Alliance, they began to wreak havoc in the God Realm.

"This...how could this happen!"

Tang San's expression changed wildly.

"Pfft!"

Tang San turned his head in disbelief and saw an ice blue blade in Xiao Wu's hand, piercing his chest.Xiao Wu tilted her head, with a strange sneer on her beautiful face.

"Xiao Wu, you..."

"Tang San, you never imagined that you would be here today too!"

"Xiao Wu"'s eyes were shining with rose gold light, and a vertical eye was opened between her eyebrows.

"You... who the hell are you!"

Tang San let out a painful cry.

"Who am I? Of course I am Huo Yuhao!"

"Xiao Wu" burst out laughing, so happy that Tang San felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Your Xiao Wu has been taken away by me a long time ago! If you take away my woman, I will take away your woman too!"

"Xiao Wu," or Huo Yuhao, said viciously.

In an instant, Tang San understood everything.No wonder, these days, he always felt that Xiao Wu was a little weird, but he couldn't put it into words.

After Huo Yuhao learned about Tang San's trump card that day, he used his spiritual consciousness to search the divine world, and used the power of emotions to distort the consciousness of the Hercules clones buried by Tang San, turning them into monsters that could not be controlled and only knew destruction. .

At this moment, Tang San couldn't even feel sorry for Xiao Wu's death; he only thought about these days, singing and singing with Huo Yuhao every night, rubbing their hair together... For a moment, he felt like the world was spinning, and even his consciousness was spinning. cracked.

"Third brother, the slave family has been really useful these days..."

"Xiao Wu" covered her mouth, smiled coquettishly, and said coquettishly.

"I have to say, my father-in-law is really gentle when he combs his hair!"

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Tang San looked up to the sky and shouted, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and gradually only darkness remained in front of his eyes.

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"No!"

Tang San jumped up from the bed, panting heavily.

"Wait, this is..."

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar small room in front of him, Tang San was stunned.

Wooden furniture, tables and chairs painted with red paint, hidden weapon parts placed on the table...

Tang San touched the braid on the back of his head, found a bronze mirror, and took a look at his current appearance, feeling a mixture of sadness and joy.

"Tangmen...I'm back again."

At this time, he no longer had blue eyes, white skin, and a high nose; his skin was much darker, with black hair and black eyes. This was exactly what he looked like in his previous life.

"Third brother, I brought you the rice krispie treats you asked for!"

Tang San opened the door and was stunned when he saw a pretty girl standing outside.

The girl was wearing a blue cloth dress and sand-green trousers, her black hair was tied into a scorpion braid, and her big black eyes shone with a lively luster.

The point is, this girl is so...so similar!

Although he didn't remember having such a junior sister, at that moment, Tang San had a huge affection for this girl.

"Thank you. Well...what's your name?"

Tang San took the Rice Krispies Treats and asked awkwardly.

"Ah? I am Xiao Wu! You are Xiao San, and I am Xiao Wu. Are you falling asleep?"

The girl pouted, somewhat unhappy.

Xiaowu...

Tang San rubbed his brows, feeling a little headache.

"Well, when I was practicing yesterday, I hit my head and forgot something. What year is it now?"

Tang San made up a random excuse and asked.He needs to figure out what time it is, the day before he jumps off the cliff?Or much earlier?

"It's the 60th year of Qianlong's reign, the third day of June. Third brother, are you okay? Do you want to see the doctor?"

Xiao Wu said a little worriedly.

The 60th year of Qianlong's reign, the third day of June...

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, it was only three days since the master of the Beggar Clan attacked him and forced him to jump off the cliff after exposing his pear blossom needle to the heavy rain.

Fortunately, he came prepared now, so he didn't have to worry about ending up like his previous life.

"It's okay, I just need to take a short rest. Thank you for your hard work."

Tang San smiled softly, said goodbye to Xiao Wu, and returned to the room.

three days later.

"When, when, when..."

A clear and urgent alarm bell sounded.

"coming!"

Tang San said sorry to his sect in his heart, and resolutely hid in the house and stayed behind closed doors.

"Hahaha, you court lackeys and martial arts scum, I will come again next time!"

Not long after, a rough voice came from halfway up the mountain. The master of the Beggar Gang had obviously left.

"call......"

Tang San opened the door and walked out of the house, knowing that he had avoided this disaster in his previous life.But he was still a little worried. The martial arts world had become increasingly unstable recently, and the Tang Sect's status was being challenged from time to time.

"I want to quickly increase my strength and protect the sect!"

Tang San said secretly in his heart.He also has ambitions in his heart. When his strength is high enough, he will change the order of this sect.

"Only I am worthy of being the head of the Tang Sect!"

Although the cultivation method he used as a god in his previous life cannot be used in this world; but he is the reincarnation of the god king after all, and he can practice Xuan Tian Gong much faster than others.Coupled with his tens of thousands of years of accumulated combat experience, when he truly grows up, he will become invincible sooner or later.

When I was weak, I secretly learned the sect's secret books and stole cultivation materials. The fault was mine; but when I reached the ninth level of Xuantian Kung Fu and became invincible, the fault was the sect!

In the days that followed, the Tang Sect encountered harassment from other martial arts sects many times, not only the Beggar Clan, but also several sects that had enmity with the Tang Sect.The most terrifying time was when a master of the Demon Cult went up the mountain, killed a dozen outer disciples, left a blood lotus mark on the door, and walked away.

Of course, Tang San learned the lessons from his previous life and kept a low profile. He no longer dared to show off casually and practiced silently in his room behind closed doors.His contact with other outer disciples has also decreased a lot, and he only maintains some closeness with Xiao Wu.

Tang San thought that time would pass like this, and the years would be peaceful, until one day he could stand alone in the martial arts world.Tang San felt extremely nostalgic for such peaceful days, hoping they would never end.Even the God Realm of the past seemed not as good as the Bashu Tang Clan.

Unexpectedly, only one year later, something big happened.

In the first year of Jiaqing, the White Lotus Sect started a rebellion. Countless refugees gathered to respond. The rebels swept across Sichuan and Chu, and the world was shocked!

For a moment, everyone in the Tang Sect was in panic, and even the inner disciples had anxious looks on their faces.In this chaotic situation, martial arts sects may be involved in it at any time, and it is difficult for anyone to stay out of it.