"Was that god killed by the master of the Tang Sect?"

"My God, the angel god a hundred years ago, Bibi Dong three days ago, and Qianrenxue, this nine-colored goddess is the fourth god killed by the master of the Tang Sect!"

"Could it be that this Tang Sect Master really has no scruples?

"That god's approach is no longer digging the foot of the wall but directly robbing people, if I have the strength of the Tang Sect Master, although I dare not kill her, I will definitely give the other party a little bit of power. ”

......

Gradually, the tens of millions of soul masters on the Douluo Continent came back to their senses from their shock. In an instant, all corners of the continent became noisy.

"Master, you..." Ning Rongrong swallowed his saliva, looked at Wu Fang's back in a daze, as if he wanted to say something and held back, as if he had lost his soul. Obviously, she didn't expect Wu Fang to directly kill the Nine Colored Goddess so neatly.

Tang San, Dai Mubai, Oscar and others were also full of shock on their faces.

Although three days ago, they saw the scene of Wu Fang waving his hand to kill Bibi Dong and Qian Lingxue, but now that they saw the scene of the other party killing the Nine Generations of Nine Colored Goddesses without any action, their hearts were still touched and shocked.

"Tang Sect Master, you ignore the rules set by the predecessors of the Divine Realm, and now you have killed this generation of Nine-Colored Goddess, aren't you afraid of being retaliated by the Colorful Immortal Palace!"

However, as soon as the voice of the Nine Generations of Charming Female Myths fell, the voice of shouting and questioning had not yet completely spread throughout the Douluo Continent, and the space around her body was extremely distorted.

At this moment, her body seemed to be imprisoned by some invisible force, and then a wave of fear inexplicably welled up on her face full of charm, her expression suddenly distorted, her mouth opened wide, and her eyes became sloppy.

Boom!

Similar to the previous scene of the apoptometry of the Nine Colored Goddesses, the space where the Nine Generations of Charm Goddess was located and her Yuan Shen** seemed to be squeezed by a terrifying force at the same time.

With an earth-shattering roar, the void exploded, and the goddess of charm exploded into a brilliant brilliance.

Once again, the Heavenly Dome fell into dead silence!

The gods looked at Wu Fang numbly, looking at each other, with a strange look between their eyebrows, and a little more jealousy in their eyes.

Who would have expected that in just a few seconds, this Tang Sect master would actually kill their two gods!

Also, will this Tang Sect Master really be a seventh-generation god?!

"Can the seven generations of gods really be able to kill the nine generations of gods without much effort or even without moving?" the gods took a deep breath of cold air and put a question mark in their hearts about this question.

"Compared to the last day of the calling, this time there is a terrible uncertaintie. The Eight Generations Dragon King turned his head to look at the Eight Generations of Sea God and let out a sigh of emotion.

"He is not from the divine realm, but from another world outside the divine realm. Recalling what Wu Fang had said to him a hundred years ago, the eight generations of sea gods took a long breath.

"Are there any of you who want to insist on taking away the disciples of this seat?" Wu Fang put his hands behind his back, and in the moment of his steps, he had already appeared opposite the gods, although his voice was not loud, but it shook everyone's hearts with magic power, and there was a smile in his words.

There was no word in the field, and no god dared to answer, for fear that the ending would be the same as the nine generations of charming goddesses and nine-colored goddesses.

The strength of this Tang Sect Master in front of him, who has at least seven generations of divine strength, is too terrifying! What they are most afraid of is the other party's neatness, which seems to be completely indifferent to the forces behind them.

"Master of the Tang Sect, Tang San has obtained my inheritance. The position of the sea god, even if it is placed in the divine realm, has an absolute status and right to speak among the same generations. Moreover, our Dragon Sea Pavilion was jointly established by four generations of Dragon Kings and four generations of Sea Gods, and it is one of the three top forces in the God Realm. ”

The eighth generation of the sea god held the golden trident in his hand, and looked at Wu Fang very politely: "After entering the divine realm, the people who are called by the gods will join the forces sooner or later, so it is better to enter my Longhai Pavilion directly." If the door master also has an idea, the door of my Longhai Pavilion will be open for you at any time. ”

"No need. ”

Wu Fang shook his head and said, "After this seat goes to the God Realm, it will build a force, and its name is Wumen!"

"Wu Gate?" Hearing Wu Fang's words, the expressions of the gods were stunned, and then they looked at Wu Fang with a strange expression.

"Door Master, I'm afraid you don't know, if you want to create a power in the Divine Realm, you must get the approval of the ancestral god statue. And as far as I know, among the gods who have been recognized by the gods at present, the weakest is also the six generations of gods, and it is the most powerful of the six generations of gods. The Eight Dragon Kings spoke.

"This is the business of this seat. Wu Fang smiled faintly.

"Master, the disciple is going to enter the Divine Realm and join the Wu Sect!" Ning Rongrong was the first to exclaim, and then flew to Wu Fang's side and hugged the other party's arm.

"Rongrong, remember that you are already a mother!" Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was still like a naughty girl, Wu Fang coughed lightly and reminded.

"Master, the disciple also wants to join the Wu Sect!" Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai and the others glanced at each other, and bowed down in front of Wu Fang at the same time, and spoke at the same time.

"The power of the teacher is naturally built for you. ”

Wu Fang smiled, and then his gaze swept over Tang Chen, Tang Hao, Bo Saixi, White Tiger Emperor, Snow Night Emperor and others: "What about you?"

Tang Hao, Emperor Snow Night, Ning Fengzhi and the others naturally did not hesitate and nodded happily.

Tang Chen hesitated slightly, then raised his eyes to look at the Nine Generations Shura God with apology in his eyes. The god Shura didn't say anything, just shook his head and sighed.

"Where Tang San is, you can go wherever you go. You are his messenger, and now it has nothing to do with me. The eighth generation of the sea god seemed to see through Bo Saixi's thoughts, and there was a little helplessness in his laughter.

"Did you hear that, the master of the Tang Sect actually wants to establish a new force in the God Realm!"

"Wait until the day of the next divine summoning, if I can enter the divine realm, I will definitely join this Wu Sect!"

"Do you still remember when the Tang Sect was established a hundred years ago? At that time, it was really an overnight success!"

"Yes, the first force at the beginning!"

......

A group of powerful soul masters in the Douluo Continent who were over 100 years old seemed to recall the past and sighed.

Rumble –

Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded in the sky above the gods.

Immediately after, the brilliant golden light filled the entire Douluo Continent, and then, under everyone's gaze, these golden lights fell like raindrops.

"It's so comfortable! It's like a spring breeze!"

"My soul power is growing!"

"Haha, I broke through!"

"What the hell are these golden points of light, it's amazing!"

......

Bathed in the golden light, everyone in the Douluo Continent fell into an of excitement.