Wang Dali began to fool Xiao Yan again, and after a few words, he swore that he would definitely impress him when he met Wang Dali next time!

When Wang Dali sent Xiao Yan back to the Douqi Continent, he smacked his lips, looked back, and said to Xiao Xun'er with some depression.

"Xun'er, was I deceived just now?"

"Humph!"

Xiao Xun'er rolled her eyes cutely and turned her head not to bother with him. Because of Xiao Yan's relationship, he doesn't even have anything to eat!

……

After more than a year of silence, the reincarnators sent a message to Wang Dali again. They find another time-traveler from the same world as him.

It was a pluralistic world with gods. The reincarnators of the main god space took a line with a chosen one, and while tracking down a hidden mortal powerhouse, they accidentally discovered that the son of this strong man was actually one of the targets of the ultimate mission of the main god space.

In such a powerful world, of course, there is a world will. When Wang Dali arrived, he was immediately discovered by the will of the world here.

"Is that you?"

But coincidentally, the other party is also a member of the cosmic will exchange space. Coincidentally, he had also bought a small piece of the Void Cosmic Will from Man.

This cosmic will transformed into the appearance of a white dragon, floating in front of Wang Dali, his eyes glowing with the indifference of the cosmic will.

"Your name is Wang Dali, right? What to do in Minecraft? ”

Wang Dali also greeted him.

"Find someone."

"Oh, then you pay attention. If you destroy my world, you want to pay me for the same value of the Void Universe Will Fragment. ”

The dragon nodded, handed over some information about his world to Wang Dali, and then disappeared, quite neatly.

The will of the universe is very realistic, and they are unwilling to deal with you if they have nothing to do.

Wang Dali paused, digested the information he had just gotten, and then tore through the space again and came to his target.

……

Holy Soul Village, if you just listen to its name, then it is definitely a rather surprising name, but in fact, it is just a small village with only more than 300 households in the south of Notting City in Fasno Province.

The reason why it is called Holy Soul is because according to legend, a soul master of the Soul Saint level walked out here a hundred years ago, so it was named. This is also the eternal pride of the Holy Soul Village.

In the blacksmith shop of the Holy Soul Village, Tang Hao, who was standing by the iron furnace and forging farm tools with a heavy black hammer, suddenly paused, and a look of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"Space Soul Technique?"

He didn't care about the half-finished hoe, put down the hammer, took off the blacksmith's robe, and disappeared into the room in a flash.

"Daddy, it's time to eat! Daddy......"

At that moment, the curtain that separated the rooms was opened, and a healthy, wheat-colored child with short black hair and healthy skin walked in.

He looked at the empty forge room and scratched his head in confusion.

"It's strange, I heard a voice just now, where is Dad?"

Outside the Holy Soul Village, the disappeared Tang Hao suddenly appeared. His hair was white and black and half white, and he looked coldly at the uninvited guest in front of him, that is, Wang Dali.

"Ninety-eighth level Title Douluo, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao?"

Facing Wang Dali's question, Tang Hao's right hand was placed behind him, ready to summon the Haotian Hammer at any time, and said to him coldly with a weather-beaten national character face.

"Who is Your Excellency? What is the matter with me Tang Hao? ”

"I'm not here for you."

Wang vigorously shook his head.

"I'm here for your son."

"Tang San?"

The look of doubt in Tang Hao's eyes flashed.

"Little San, he has never walked out of the Holy Soul Village in his life, I'm afraid your Excellency is looking for the wrong person, right?"

"If only I had talked to you before. But at the moment I'm in a hurry, so I'm sorry. ”

As soon as Wang Dali's words fell, Tang Hao's pupils shrank, but he didn't even have time to summon his Haotian Hammer, only to feel that he was hit hard in the back of his head, and he fell down without saying a word.

Carrying Tang Hao, who had fainted, Wang Dali followed the induction in the dark to a blacksmith shop, and a child happened to lean out inside.

Looking at Tang Hao, who was vigorously carried by Wang on his shoulder, he subconsciously exclaimed.

"Daddy?!"

"You are Tang San?"

Wang Dali looked down at him and nodded affirmatively.

"Go in, I'm looking for you."

Putting Tang Hao on the stool aside, Wang Dali waited for a while before Tang San appeared with tea and pastries.

"There is no good tea at home, so I neglect my uncle."

He brought the tea with a well-behaved face, Wang Dali sniffed it, shook his head with a smile, and put the teacup in his hand aside.

"The flowers and leaves of the miscellaneous, with their faint galvanization, can make people fall asleep, and the pastry is the antidote. In other words, if you find out that I am malicious, let me fall asleep, and if you find out that I am well-intentioned, let me take the antidote-"

Wang Dali's words made Tang San's spirit jump to the top in an instant, and then he unconsciously shot the sleeve arrow in his left hand.

After all, who would be wary of a child who is only five or six years old? He is worthy of being a disciple of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, who is famous for his secret weapons and poisons! ”

Sou!

Tang San flexed his middle finger, and a small four-inch silver arrow flew out from his cuff with a fierce wind sound. The arrows of the small arrows were also coated with green poison, and the target was directed at Wang Dali's throat.

Faced with the lore that ordinary people couldn't react to at all, Wang Dali smiled slightly, and dodged it slightly sideways. Tang San raised his index finger and immediately completed the winding of the Hidden Arrow through its sophisticated mechanical structure, raising his hand to launch it again.

But there was a sudden flower in front of him, where was Wang Dali's figure.

Tang San was shocked in his heart, but on the surface, he remained silent, and his body turned sharply. But before that, Wang Dali cut the back of his neck with a palm, making him faint in a blink of an eye, just like his father in this life.

Wang vigorously pressed his hand on the top of Tang San's head in a coma, searching in his soul, and after a moment, he sighed and put it down.

"Sure enough, he doesn't have the coordinates of his home world in his soul either."

It's okay if one person doesn't have it, and it's okay if two people don't. But there was no third person, which made Wang Dali's bad premonition more and more real.

A few minutes later, Tang Hao was the first to wake up. As soon as his eyes opened, he immediately stood up from his stool. As the soul power swam, the muscles of the whole body became hot.

Afterwards, he saw Tang San, who was also lying aside.

"Little three!"

Tang Hao screamed, as if he remembered the scene when his wife Lan Yin died in front of him like this, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"What did you do to my son?!"

Tang Hao roared angrily, and the Haotian Hammer, which was the size of his whole person, came out in response, and there were two yellow, two purple, four black and one red extreme soul rings shining around his body at the same time.

At this moment, the monstrous aura exploded from Tang Hao's body, and now he was like a black demon sun, full of domineering and devouring evil domineering aura.