"Wuhun Palace, it's good! Qiandaoliu, if you destroy my Haotian Sect, this seat will destroy your Martial Spirit Palace! ”

Tang Chen looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly roared loudly with anger, and the momentum that involuntarily overflowed from his body, shaking the speed of the surrounding air flow was half a beat slower.

It is conceivable how powerful his strength is, if it weren't for Qianrenlin's birth, Haotian Sect would not have been destroyed, maybe under his leadership, the next continent overlord would be his Haotian Sect.

"Roar!"

Tang Chen roared angrily, lifted a big black hammer that flashed red lightning and smashed it into a corner next to him.

Bang!

Burst!

Before a person dressed in black could react, he was blown off by Tang Chen's hammer. After doing all this, he didn't stop holding the big black hammer in his hand and headed towards Wuhun City.

He is very angry now, thousands of disciples up and down the Haotian Sect have been wiped out, and his own figure has been parasitized in his body by the Nine-Headed Bat King, causing him to be trapped for decades, and now he needs a battle to vent his vent.

At the moment when the net killer died, Qian Linglin, who was drinking red wine, paused, and his eyelids moved to look in the direction of Haotian Sect.

"Did you find out?"

Qian Linglin's lips spat lightly, and then he continued to drink the red wine in the cup, just what if he found out, the one who died was just a soul saint, with the powerful resources of the Martial Spirit Hall and his Five Elements Soul Power Seeds, it would take ten years to cultivate a normal soul saint powerhouse.

"Huh?"

Qianrenlin's eyelids jumped, as if he thought of something, and he disappeared after taking a sip of the red wine in the glass.

"But you must not let him smash the Martial Spirit Palace!"

This is the question that Qian Ling Lin thought of just now, although with the current overall strength of the Martial Soul Palace, there is no need to be afraid of a single Tang Chen, but once a powerhouse of that level is under the aftermath of the battle with all his might, the entire Martial Soul Hall does not know how many halls can be preserved intact, and the hundreds of thousands of residents of Martial Soul City do not know how many deaths.

Qian Linglin walked towards the Martial Spirit Hall at a constant speed of one thousand meters in the void, and he used the right leg soul bone skill - teleportation that was taken from the 100,000-year-old soft bone rabbit Xiao Wu.

With the huge soul power in his body now, the consumption of one teleportation per kilometer can be completely ignored.

From Heaven Dou City to Wuhun City, it is only about 500 kilometers in total, and according to the calculation of one step and one breath of Qianrenlin, it will only take 500 steps, and it will only add up to about 200 seconds, which is only four minutes. (Ahem, don't open your mouth!) ）

And with Tang Chen's full speed flight, even if he was 400 kilometers an hour, 500 kilometers, he would need to fly for more than half an hour. Flying at this speed, by the time he came, Qianrenlin had already finished dinner.

Therefore, Qianrenlin walked in the air without hurry, and also took advantage of this to see the beautiful scenery on the ground.

On the other side, Tang Chen was gritting his teeth with an angry look on his face at this time, and he was also holding a big black and red hammer larger than others in his hand, and a large area of disgusting blood-red mist was shrouded around his body, and any weak soul beasts and soul masters who came into contact with this mist were crushed to the ground one after another, trembling in fear. Among them, there are also some weak soul masters who are not strong in physique, and they even explode and die directly.

Tang Chen's figure passed by, leaving behind a series of angry scoldings, of course, some of the smarter ones watched the other party leave silently, thoughtful in their hearts.

"Stop! Heaven Dou City, still flying! ”

After flying with all his strength for half an hour, Tang Chen finally came to the sky above Heaven Dou City, and the leader of the city guard looked at the man in the air who exuded a blood-red aura all over his body, and shouted angrily, but no one dared to stop the other party. Clear-eyed people know at a glance that this is a powerful soul master, and I am afraid that he has the strength of Title Douluo at the very least.

Without Dugu Bo, without a Titled Douluo in the entire Heaven Dou Empire, he naturally didn't dare to rashly stop Tang Chen, who was very powerful. Of course, as a city defender of the Heaven Dou Empire, even if he didn't stop the other party, he had to give a routine shout.

Tang Chen, who had been unimpeded all the way, finally came to Martial Soul City half an hour later, and he didn't notice at all that his soul power had already consumed one-third.

Looking at the city below, which was twice as small as Heaven Dou City, Tang Chen tightened the hammer in his hand and circled in the air, smashing it into the city below.

"Qiandaoliu, get out of Lao Tzu!" While waving the big black hammer in his hand, he roared with soul power.

The residents of Wuhun City below looked at the sky that turned black in an instant, and hurriedly looked up, only to see a tall man with a burly figure holding a black hammer that was taller than others and slamming it at them.

After a short period of panic, the residents of Wuhun City suddenly all endured the powerful soul power that descended on their bodies and released their respective martial souls, looking at their posture, it seemed that there was a faint tendency to form a formation.

"Huh?"

Tang Chen looked at the residents below in astonishment, are the people in this Martial Spirit City so psychologically strong? Seeing a powerful Titled Douluo, knowing that he couldn't resist, he didn't flee in horror and shouted at the first time, but all tried to resist with all their hearts?

Although Tang Chen was surprised by these residents, the movements in his hands did not slow down in the slightest, and he still hammered unstoppably towards the crowd below.

"Presumptuous!"

A cold cheer came, and a gentle momentum like a wave of water poured into the residents of Martial Spirit City present, and the huge pressure that pressed on them immediately dissipated. The hammer that Tang Chen smashed was also bounced off by an invisible force.

"In Wuhun City, how can you be presumptuous? How can the people of my Martial Spirit Hall be oppressed? ”

A humanoid angel with boundless brilliance slowly spread its wings and appeared in the sky above Wuhun City, the angel's hands held on his chest slowly opened, and Qianrenlin, who exuded a powerful aura all over his body, slowly walked out of it.

"It's the Son! It's the Son of God! ”

"We are waiting to welcome His Highness the Holy Son!"

"Long live His Royal Highness the Holy Son, long live the Martial Spirit Palace!"

Seeing Qian Linglin appear, all the residents of Wuhun City suddenly crawled on the ground excitedly and shouted loudly.

"You are the genius saint son of the Martial Spirit Palace?"

Tang Chen solemnly looked at the person who exuded boundless momentum, he didn't expect that Qian Linglin, who was only fourteen years old, already had such unfathomable strength, although the previous hammer was not his full blow, but since the other party was able to shake away his angry blow with his own momentum, it meant that this person's strength was not below him.

What he didn't expect was that this Wuhun Hall actually had such a great power in Wuhun City, and looking at the expressions and pious looks of these residents, the status of the Holy Son of this Wuhun Hall in their hearts was probably above the Pope of Wuhun Palace.

"Tang Chen, this Holy Son has been waiting for you for a long time!" Qian Linglin said coldly.

He dared to make a move on his people, and he wanted to smash the Martial Spirit Palace, this Tang Chen really deserved to die, this is his most loyal believer, it is the power of his faith to become a god!