"What's that? Ancestor? ”

Tang Sheng's whole person was confused, when did he become Tang San's ancestor.

Could it be that the same surname Tang, a joke of the family five hundred years ago, was played to the fullest by Tang San.

directly recognized Tang Sheng as the ancestor, this wave of operations is amazing, it is worthy of being the son of luck, and the ancestors are here.

"Old Ancestor, I'm Tang San, they're all going to kill me."

Tang San didn't dare to move at all, the Purple Extreme Demon Pupil of the Great Elder of the Tang Sect was locked on his body, and he couldn't run away if he wanted to.

Tang Sheng appeared on the canyon with Tang San's previous rescuers, which was obviously to save him.

"Tang San, I'm not your ancestor."

Tang Sheng was very sure, and he was extremely sure, that there was no half-cent relationship between him and Tang San.

"No, Old Ancestor, you are my Old Ancestor!"

"Look at my Haotian Hammer, it must be exactly like yours."

Tang San still didn't believe in evil, and released his Haotian Hammer, he hadn't seen Tang Sheng's martial spirit, he only knew that it must be very powerful.

He is like a teacher like a father, and what he speculated about himself will definitely not go wrong.

The master knew more about his Haotian Hammer than himself, and the master said that Tang Sheng was nine times out of ten and was Tang San's elder.

That must be the elder, Tang San had never doubted the master's words.

The master said that to be able to cultivate to such a high level of strength, Tang Sheng, also surnamed Tang, must be the first person in the mainland.

Don't look at Tang Sheng's young age, but his strength has reached the limit, but at least he is a hundred-year-old person.

Therefore, Tang San is called Tang Sheng Old Ancestor, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"My martial soul is called Zhuxian Sword, and I'm 20 years old this year."

Tang Sheng released his martial soul, and the two red and seven orange gold soul rings under his feet had a great impact on everyone.

Ju Douluo originally wanted to take revenge on Tang Sheng after level 99, and seeing the soul ring that started in 100,000 years, he planned to avoid Tang Sheng.

Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi faced Tang Sheng's breath, and the soul power in their bodies was suppressed and unable to move.

Poison Douluo had already given up resistance, but the pressure was very small, he knew that Tang Sheng was strong early on, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

"It's impossible, the teacher never lied to me."

Tang San didn't believe it at all, he thought it was a lifesaver, but now he found that there was no blood relationship, why did that person save him?

Is it because he is ugly, or because he is too egoistic, or because he misunderstands his relatives?

"Ancestor, you said that I am the heir of your old friend."

"For the sake of your old friend's face, you must save me!"

Tang San really had no choice, he couldn't just die, he had always been strong, and he didn't even want to lose.

Not to mention being killed, he still has Xiao Wu, a teacher, and his father.

In this world, there is still so much beauty, why should he die?

To be reborn in this world, he must be a son of luck, but he doesn't know what needs to be done to save himself.

It is said that the son of luck seems to have a ability, and every time he faces danger, someone will come to his rescue.

Why is the script wrong this time, Tang Sheng must have come to save him, but it was just the reason to save him, what should it be?

"You said the god Shura? He's here today, too. ”

"Shura, come over here."

The power in Tang Sheng's body shook, and a huge sound echoed throughout the canyon, and the Shura God immediately heard it.

"Bing'er, you wait for me here, don't leave this sword."

The Shura God inserted the Shura Divine Sword into the soil, overflowing a protective shield with a radius of three zhang, protecting Shui Bing'er and the others.

"Well, Your Majesty is looking for you, you go first."

Shui Bing'er nodded, she now knew very well that the temperament of the Shura God was caused by the backlash of the drug.

Shui Bing'er also thought that the Shura God would have this kind of temperament because he had done too many bad things.

This can be regarded as a change for the god Shura.

"Then I'll go."

The god Shura secretly kissed Shui Bing'er on the cheek, and disappeared in front of Shui Bing'er in an instant.

Only Shui Bing'er was stunned in place, she seemed to be taken advantage of again, and many girls in Tianshui Academy began to coax again.

"Tang Sheng, what do you want me to do?"

"Don't you know I'm getting tired of your sister-in-law?"

The Shura God suddenly appeared beside Tang Sheng, babbling endlessly, and Ning Fengzhi and the others on the side were completely stunned.

The man who suddenly appeared was probably a god, and they didn't sense the fluctuation of soul power at all.

"Well, Tang San said that he is your heir."

Tang Sheng pointed at Tang San, and the Shura God looked at it, this kid is indeed a little familiar, his soul power is very strong, and he is the traverser.

"I said boy, I chose you as the heir because the breath of my god is too bloody."

"I don't like my old looks, so I just find someone to pass it on, and I'm so out of Godhead."

"As for now, you're useless."

"My good brother has found a rare alchemy book that can improve my temperament, and I don't plan to pass on the throne."

The god Shura briefly recounted this matter, and he was able to enjoy the priesthood and support his old age with a fortune.

Why do you want to pass on the divine throne, just take his little green plum like this, isn't it good to be together forever?

"How so?"

Tang San's whole person was depressed, listening to this person's tone, he was still a god in the divine realm, was it so hasty to set up and cancel the heir?

It's like an emperor who wants to make you the crown prince, so he will make you the crown prince, and if he wants to abolish you, he will abolish you.

However, with his identity, he really can't negotiate terms with the gods, otherwise he may be crushed and scattered.

"Hear me clearly, you're not my old friend's heir now."

Tang Sheng spread his hands and said helplessly, he was really a good person, and he would sort everything out to Tang San.

"Uncle Ning, Grandpa Jian, old poison, you must have come to help me!"

Tang San had already given up on Tang Sheng, as well as the bloody man who was suspended there, only a righteous Sword Douluo was his choice.

Tang San believed that with Sword Douluo's speed, plus Ning Fengzhi's assistance, and Poison Douluo's poison.

It's not a big deal to get him out of here.

"I'm sorry, I just helped you for the sake of Brother Tang's face."

Ning Fengzhi was very helpless, Tang Sheng had moved all the gods out, if he didn't stand in line, I was afraid that the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect would be in danger.

Even if he doesn't think about himself, he has to think about his people, and he is the enemy of the gods, and they mortals don't have that ability.

"Little monster, I also helped you because of the face of the crown."

"If you steal the Tang Sect's stunts, I won't help you abuse."

Poison Douluo and Tang San actually met late, because Tang San's secret weapons and poison techniques were appreciated by him.

However, in the end, it was found that the things of Tang Shenghui were all stolen from other people's families, and now the main owner has come to the door.

Poison Douluo was heartbroken, full of anger towards Tang San, a hypocrite, and it was not bad if he didn't slap him to death with his own hands.

"Elder Tang, Boss Tang, are we going to do it now?"

Ju Douluo and Tang Men asked Tang Sheng questions one after another, and Tang San instantly understood.

The person who wanted to kill him was none other than Tang Sheng in front of him, who he considered to be the ancestor.

"Why?"

"How can I let you send so many people to kill me?"

When Tang San was dying, he asked the biggest question in his heart, a question that he couldn't figure out at all.