The heavens begin from the underworld

"Can you know the crime?"

Tang Hao's calm heart was filled with waves. He lowered his head and knelt down in front of Qian Renxue without any response.

To Tang Hao, everything didn't matter. He just wanted to die now.

There is no difference between dying in a corner where no one knows and dying in full view of the public.

The Soul Fighting Arena was also silent at this moment. Everyone held their breath and stared at the downtrodden Haotian Douluo.

Of course, there are still people who are full of doubts about his identity. They do not blindly believe in Wuhun Temple and have their own thoughts.

Qian Renxue looked at Tang Hao who was like a walking corpse and couldn't help but frown. She didn't expect that her father would die in the hands of such a person.

As a genius soul master who shone in the Douluo Continent, and became a titled Douluo, possessing the ninth soul ring of 100,000 years, Tang Hao should be unparalleled in her heart.

Even if he becomes a prisoner and is about to be executed, it shouldn't be like this.

This is different from what Qian Renxue imagined.

Wearing papal robes and a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head, Bibi Dong's eyes sparkled slightly.

In fact, Tang Hao was still kind to her. If Tang Hao hadn't severely injured Qian Xunji with the 'Big Sumeru Hammer·Exploding Ring', she would not have had the chance to take revenge.

In return for this, Bibi Dong did not send anyone to vigorously search for Tang Hao after he became the murderer of Pope Qian Xunji.

In addition, this was also due to the fact that Tang Hao was very powerful and Bibi Dong, who had just become the Pope, did not have much actual power in his hands.

But Bibi Dong didn't expect that after hiding for more than ten years, Tang Hao would reappear and attack Qian Renxue, and was eventually captured alive.

"It feels so familiar."

Tang San had more and more doubts in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue calmed down her thoughts, and her expression became colder: "Show!"

In the brilliant golden light, the Seraph Martial Spirit appeared behind Qian Renxue. What was different from the past was that this time no spirit ring appeared.

At the same time, Tang Hao also felt that his body became hot, and the Clear Sky Hammer spirit appeared uncontrollably, followed by spirit rings one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

"The nine soul rings are really Haotian Douluo!"

"Oh my god, is this the color of a hundred thousand year soul ring? It turns out to be this red!"

"A hundred thousand year soul ring! A hundred thousand year soul ring! I heard that a hundred thousand year soul beast will explode a hundred thousand year soul bone. Doesn't it mean that Tang Hao still has a hundred thousand year soul bone in his body?"

"It is indeed Haotian Douluo!"

The originally silent soul fighting arena suddenly became noisy, and many soul masters couldn't help but stand up. They all opened their eyes wide and looked at the soul rings with fiery eyes.

Even many soul masters who suspected Qian Renxue that Tang Hao fell in love with the transformed soul beast no longer doubted it now.

Of course, people are contradictory, and loving the transformed soul beast deeply does not mean that they will not harbor ill intentions in a small amount of time.

The difference between different people is whether they suppress the evil thoughts and evil thoughts in their hearts.

"This hammer!"

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing a look of astonishment.

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit was different from his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit. It looked more beautiful and had a stronger sense of power.

But no matter what, the two Clear Sky Hammer spirits were so similar that Tang San felt ridiculous and a little scared.

Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, who is about to be executed...

Not only similar in name to his blacksmith father?

Tang San already knew that a person's martial spirit was mostly related to his parents. His Blue Silver Grass martial spirit came from his mother, so the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit undoubtedly came from his father.

"It's not like that, it's not like that."

When Tang San was in a daze, he couldn't stand still and staggered back a few steps, feeling a little lost.

If his father was a titled Douluo, how could he have been so miserable as a child? Not to mention the big fish and meat, there are very few times when you are truly full.

Soon, Tang San found the reason and said fiercely in his heart:

"It must be the Wuhun Palace, yes, it must be like this."

He attributed his poor life as a child to Wuhun Palace. Tang San also heard Qian Renxue talk about the past events before. At that time, he didn't think it was anything, but now that he thinks about it...

Wuhun Palace has too much control.

A soul master should be free, unconstrained, free to do whatever he wants, just like the 'Xia' he heard about in his previous life.

Eat a big bowl of meat, drink a lot of wine, and roam the world as much as you want.

As for where the money comes from...

It must be robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

"Martial Soul Hall is really an evil organization."

Tang San thought to himself.

Thinking of what would happen to his father Tang Hao, Tang San felt very frightened and resented Wuhun Palace for meddling in other people's affairs.

As for the spirit master subsidy he used to receive from Wuhun Palace once a month, Tang San didn't feel he was in the wrong either.

According to his teacher Yu Xiaogang, Wuhun Palace was trying to win people's hearts, and the golden soul coins it sent out were taken from the two empires.

However, Wuhun Palace never said this, making the soul masters think that Wuhun Palace was paying them.

If there were no Spirit Hall, would the two empires still pay soul masters who were born as civilians...

This belongs to the knowledge blind spot of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San. They only learned the knowledge of soul masters, not the emperor's mental skills and royal thinking.

It is natural to think that even if the Wuhun Palace is gone, the two empires will still pay the soul masters, and will send people to the valleys to awaken the martial arts for free for the mud-legged people in the countryside, just like the Wuhun Palace did.

Tang San knew that there were many strong men in the Spirit Hall here, so in order not to expose the resentment in his heart, he raised his hand and lowered the straw hat on his head.

He found that this hat was very useful, and it allowed him to hide his emotions very well.

In the midst of the noise, Qian Renxue drew out the slender knight sword from her waist, and Tang San's heart tightened.

"Bad guys want to kill bad guys, well done!"

Xiao Wu was extremely excited in addition to fear. In her opinion, Tang Hao, a scum who deceived the feelings of a hundred thousand year soul beast, deserved to die.

At the same time, she also sneered at Qian Renxue's "transformed soul beast threat theory", thinking that a hundred thousand year soul beast would not have so many ideas.

She herself was a transformed hundred thousand year soul beast, and she witnessed her mother being hunted by a human soul master and absorbing her soul rings and soul bones.

After entering human society with the idea of ​​revenge, she was still immersed in the prosperity of human society and attracted by the various tricks of humans.

The tricks of rabbits are simply incomparable to those of humans.

"Yes, I still have to avenge my mother who has depended on me for tens of thousands of years."

Xiao Wu thought of this and looked at Bibi Dong on the high platform with cowardice and resentment.

She still remembered that it was this woman who killed her mother.

"I must work hard to cultivate and avenge my mother!"

Xiao Wu thought, and then her thoughts drifted: "But the life span of humans is nothing compared to that of soul beasts. In another hundred years, she may die on her own..."

Just then, when the fighting spirit field became silent, Qian Renxue swung her sword.

Puff!

The head flew up, blood flowed, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were about to burst.

Almost all soul masters stood up subconsciously, some were shocked, and some exclaimed.