When Tang San wept and ate these firmly, he dug the ground with both hands, dug a hole in front of him, and put the bottle containing the red wine and the box containing the vegetables into it, and when he was done, Tang San went to take off the windbreaker on his body, threw it into the pit, and buried it together.

"Xiao Wu! In this way, no one can separate us again, and we will never leave each other again! ”

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"Absorb the soul ring!"

After doing this, Tang San said firmly in his mind.

Father!

As Tang San's words fell, a strong fluctuation of soul power spread out from his body.

Tang San's Haotian Hammer Martial Soul involuntarily appeared on his left hand, the soul ring given by the Killing God was not chosen by him, and the Martial Soul chosen by the Killing God was also his Haotian Hammer Martial Soul.

As the Haotian Hammer appeared, a dark black soul ring with a hint of dark red appeared on the Haotian Hammer.

"It's!" Tang San looked at this dark black and red soul ring and was taken aback, this was a characteristic of a ninety-thousand-year soul ring with a limit close to 100,000 years.

Father!

Without reacting to him, the soul power brought by the soul ring was directly forcibly poured into his body, as if he didn't care whether he could withstand the energy of the ninety-thousand-year soul ring.

"Ah~"

Tang San screamed in pain as he was suddenly overwhelmed by the soul power of the tank.

If Qian Linglin was allowed to see this scene, he would definitely be shocked, because as we all know, the god-given soul ring given by the Divine Mansion was given to the limit of the soul master's body, but Tang San was only forty levels, how could he be able to withstand the ninety-thousand-year soul ring? Without the immortal grass, Tang San, the fourth soul ring can't even withstand the 10,000-year soul ring, and he will explode and die.

Obviously, Tang San's body was already swollen like an eight-hundred-pound fat man, his skin was congested, his blood vessels were broken, and his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

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God's Realm!

"Kill God, what the hell are you doing? What exactly do you think? Directly give this little baby a 95,000-year-old soul ring? Don't you know that he can't bear it at all? "The god Shura rushed into the mansion of the god of killing, and before anyone arrived, the sound came first.

"Uh~" The Killing God obviously didn't expect this to be the case.

"Huh! That's not right! Didn't you fall in love with that Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Palace? Why do you want to be my inheritor? The God of Killing first smiled awkwardly, then looked at the Shura God in a daze and asked.

"I ......" the Shura God was speechless, yes! This is not his inheritor, what is he worried about?

"Don't think I don't know about your, if it weren't for the fact that Qianrenlin was born, you would have taken a fancy to this little baby named Tang San", the killing god squinted at the Shura God and said.

If it weren't for the variable of Qianrenlin, would it be Tang San's turn?

This was also after learning that the cultivation god had taken a fancy to Qian Linglin, he decisively descended on Tang San through the air, you must know that there is no inheritance place for killing gods on the Douluo Continent.

Even the people on the Douluo Continent didn't know that there was such a divine residence.

They only know the angel gods, the sea gods, and the ice gods who have fallen in the battle with the dragon gods.

"Humph! You better take care of your treasure inheritor! Don't think that I don't know that you see that Qianrenlin already has a 100,000-year soul ring, and in a hurry, he is unwilling to fall into the disadvantage, so he thought of such a broken idea", Shura God snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left.

When he was only a first-level god, this God of Killing and Rakshasa God was his biggest competitor, and now he was one of the five major judgment gods, and the God of Killing knew that he had no hope of winning, so he wanted to win him in the inheritor, otherwise with the relationship between Tang San and Qian Linglin, it was naturally impossible for him to choose Tang San as the inheritor, because from all aspects, Tang San was completely defeated, and he did not have any qualifications to compete with Qian Linglin.

"Hey!" The Killing God looked at Tang San who was in pain below, with a sad face, it was obvious that he didn't have any experience in this area, Tang San was still his first inheritor.

"Huh! With ~" The killing god is bright!

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Father!

Just when Tang San was about to lose his grasp, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit appeared on his right hand.

"Boy, I'm going to be cheaper for you this time!" The God Killing God of the God Realm looked at Tang San, who had a hammer in his left hand and grass in his right hand, and said with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Wind!

As soon as the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's right hand appeared, the soul power in Tang San's body was split into two, and the other half entered the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

But this didn't help, even if the 95,000 soul rings were divided into two, there would still be two 47,000 years old.

This was still not something Tang San could bear.

"It seems that this is the only way to go!" The Killing God silently looked at Tang San, who was still in pain, and thought.

After the manipulation of the Killing God, the excess soul power in Tang San's body began to surge into the bones of his body. The bones of Tang San's whole body began to emit a glowing white light, crystal clear, without a trace of impurities.

With the refining of soul power, Tang San's bulging body began to return to its previous appearance, and his appearance also changed greatly, his body grew a few centimeters taller, and his facial features became more handsome, with big black and bright eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, full of heaven, straight nose, square lips and mouth, and a face like a silver plate, much more handsome than the ordinary appearance of the previous appearance, and his whole body exuded a personable temperament.

As far as this is concerned, the appearance alone is no less than Oscar, coupled with this calm temperament, walking together, there must be more girls who choose him than those who choose Oscar.

Of course, it is naturally incomparable with the perfect Qianrenlin like a demon, one is like a character in the comics, and the other is a mortal body raised by his mother's biological father, is there a comparison between the two?

No!

Tang San slowly regained a trace of his senses, and when he came to his senses, the first thing he thought of was to cultivate Xuantian Gong and Xuanyu Hand.

He still has a huge amount of soul power in his body now! If he didn't hurry up and cultivate, the God Killer would overflow the excess soul power in his body, because Tang San had already felt that the excess soul power in his body was rapidly flowing out of his body.

After practicing all night that day, the soul power in his body had disappeared.

The ninety-thousand-year soul ring was scattered into fifteen thousand years, which was the limit that he could bear after the God Killing God transformed his body for him, plus the thousands of years of soul power used in cultivation, and the remaining sixty-thousand-year soul power was all overflowed.

"Humph! Wasted! Looking at Tang San, who was still complacent, the God Killing God of the God Realm snorted coldly with disdain, it was too far from the inheritor of the cultivation god inner determination, and he was still a genius of the twin martial souls that was difficult to come out of a thousand years, that's it?

"The second test reward for killing the god is completed!"

"The third test of killing gods: enter the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest and find the Blue Silver King!"

Just when Tang San was still sighing about himself, that familiar voice without the slightest emotion entered Tang San's sea of knowledge again.

"Enter the Star Dou Great Forest to find the Blue Silver King?" Tang San thought with a strange expression when he heard this.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry! The third brother will definitely work hard to become stronger, and one day I will personally set foot in Wuhun City, destroy the Wuhun Palace, kill Qianrenlin, and avenge you. ”

Tang San looked at the small mound in front of him and said.

"And Kaede! As a brother, the third brother will also free him with his own hands! ”

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