Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Tang San's words came to an abrupt end, and the eight wings of the Seagod behind him quickly gathered in front of him, meeting the sharp sickle blade, but were quickly crushed by the power of the undead. The last thing he could do was to move his body sideways half a foot as much as possible to avoid the heart.

"I wanted to have a good chat with you, but you started fighting as soon as you came in." Ilex sighed, "But it doesn't matter. Although I'm just a mage, I can also use some fists and kicks if necessary."

At the same time, another golden claw shadow caught up with Tang San in mid-air and passed through his left chest.

The blinding golden light suddenly exploded in the air, Tang San's body spasmed, his mind was crushed along with his heart, and turned into light and scattered in the air. This made him recall the battle of gods at Jialing Pass ten thousand years ago, when the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, also crushed his Sea God Eight Wings in the same way, and then completely crushed his heart.

The feeling of death was so real. This was the second time he was so close to death since he became a god.

"Holding the sun and moon in my hand and picking up the stars, there is no one like me in the world."

This sounded so arrogant! Before Tang San's divine consciousness was shattered, he heard Alex's self-introduction.

"Tang San, what are you doing again?" The God of Destruction loved to see Tang San being humiliated. He remembered that the previous Sea God had also left behind a similar inheritance on the Douluo Continent, which must contain the Sea God's divine thoughts.

This was reasonable and legal, the God of Destruction could not use this to attack Tang San, and he was tired of arguing with Tang San, so he just sat there and imagined the scene of Tang San being hunted down by the madman who had lost his physical body with his divine consciousness.

The strength of the divine consciousness corresponds to the damage that is fed back to the god itself at the moment of annihilation. The divine consciousness that Tang San left in the vast sea of ​​heaven and earth is stronger than the one in Tang Xiaoqi's body, so the backlash he suffered is also extraordinary.

Tang San stood up in a panic, holding onto the table. At this moment, blood was flowing uncontrollably from his mouth and nose, dripping down his chin, which was particularly shocking. He raised his head, but his eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness. With these two emotions intertwined, his expression became complicated and distorted.

Who on earth is that? ! The evil beast of destruction has been fleeing in the lower world for four thousand years, and dared to declare war on him by destroying the Sea God Island on that day. Was that mysterious young man behind the scenes directing him?

What made him even more angry was that his divine consciousness was not shattered by the Golden Dragon King, but he destroyed it on his own initiative. At the moment when the eight wings of the sea god were crushed by the sickle, he realized that the mysterious young man might have some means of imprisoning souls. The opponent in this battle was even more brutal than the Rakshasa God at Jialing Pass that year.

So, he has been unable to contact his parents, but he can sense that they are still alive. Could it be that their souls are imprisoned?

The God of Destruction stared at Tang San for a while, then admired the fear and regret that quickly welled up in Xiao Wu's eyes, and then silently shifted his gaze to Moon.

Mortal, you did a great job! It's a pity that you lost miserably!

"I didn't know about this." Moon's defense was weak.

"Kill!" Mu Xing stopped looking at him and turned to walk into the city. Whether Moon En knew about it or not, she would not blame him anymore, she would just let Di Tian bury him.

The entire sky was instantly covered in darkness, and an indescribable terrifying pressure descended from the sky. Moon could only choose to flee far away. At this time, he had no time to care about why Mu Xing could drive Di Tian to hunt him down.

There was no need for Mu Xing to explain this to Moon. Regarding this point, she once had a conversation with the Golden Dragon King that made Alex exclaim that it was "lacking virtue".

"Isn't it easy to make him stand on our side? If you are the king he chooses, you can easily subdue him. Look at my sister. Before you came, she didn't have to do anything to make Di Tian stay there for hundreds of thousands of years."

"I understand what you mean." Mu Xing nodded seriously, "Just like the ministers of the ancient Eastern countries in other planes, they were used, squeezed dry, and abandoned by their kings, and then sang elegies and compared themselves to resentful women. It would be best if the king had some unavoidable difficulties and had to sacrifice and abandon him..."

"No, you..." Alex was shocked. He was once granted the title of the Pangbo Empire in the Holy Demon Continent and was considered a subject, but the Golden Dragon King and Mu Xing made him once again deeply realize that a good man cannot be an emperor.

"...The feeling of being used immediately brought him to orgasm. He wrote his last work overnight and rode his horse to Miluo River to jump into it." Mu Xing continued to talk to himself.

"Yes! That's what I mean! Son, tell me in detail how to squeeze it dry..."

The two dragons were so engrossed in their conversation that they left Alex aside. If he didn't know something about Mu Xing being a dragon, at least he wouldn't abandon his subject. He would think that Di Tian's future fate would be even more miserable than that of the poet named Qu Yuan.

In the lobby of the Xingguang Hotel, Wang Yan, facing the inquiring gazes from all around, turned around with a sullen face and looked at his group of restless students, "Let's go to the conference room for the meeting!"

Before today, Wang Yan had always believed that Xuanzi was not a bad person, but that he always had good intentions but ended up with bad results. But today, reality gave him a slap in the face, and he, a real undercover agent, was almost at a loss.

He knew that believers of the Sea God were all over the continent, not counting the later Sun Moon Empire, but mostly in Shrek Academy, and the higher up the hierarchy, the more fanatical they might be. But he didn't expect that there was such a pure believer of the Sea God around him, and Xuanzi dared to openly declare that the Douluo Continent should develop according to the will of the Sea God. If it weren't for the great reputation of Shrek Academy for thousands of years that intimidated all forces, this group of people would definitely not be able to leave Xingluo Square today.

The Shrek Academy team members had already joined the Supervisory Group before participating in the competition, but at this moment, most of them felt that the Supervisory Ring was as hot as a branding iron, and the heat seemed to penetrate their skin and reach deep into their souls.

"They are all fake! That woman is lying. If you take off the monitor ring, it means you are not worthy of being inner court disciples!" Seeing Dai Yuheng and Ling Luochen trying to secretly take off the ring, Ma Xiaotao shouted.

The people passing by were attracted by Ma Xiaotao's voice and gathered around with greater curiosity. Those inquiring gazes instantly made them feel like thorns in their backs.

Dai Yuheng's hand paused, he glanced at Ma Xiaotao and said, "Speak more quietly, is this glorious?" Ma Xiaotao and Beibei are both Shrek people through and through, but he and Ling Luochen are not. He even belongs to the class enforced by the Shrek Supervisory Corps, but he was too passionate before and felt that he was different from those nobles.