Tang Hao took a step forward with his left foot and stepped heavily on the ground. With a loud bang, the entire ground cracked, centered on his left foot.

The blacksmith shop was directly blasted open by the monstrous soul power around Tang Hao's body, and the entire Holy Soul Village shook violently, making the villagers think that an earthquake was coming.

Tang Hao's right arm holding the Haotian Hammer instantly stretched out behind his back, and the muscles of his whole body were completely tensed in an instant, and the intense black light completely fused his person with the hammer.

The trouser leg at the calf of his left leg burst instantly, revealing his leg muscles that were stronger than granite, and smashed the huge Haotian hammer that could even cover his body towards Wang.

There was no sound around, as all the air was evacuated by the hammer. This hammer is a complete combination of Tang Hao's spirit and spirit, and even his own momentum that has been latent for a long time, but can still dominate the world, is also completely integrated into the Haotian hammer.

But Wang Dali raised his right hand lightly, and also silently resisted the Haotian Hammer, which could even crush the earth. Tang Hao's face showed disbelief, and he wanted to attack Wang Dali again with the Great Sumeru Hammer, but found that the Haotian Hammer in his hand seemed to be stuck to Wang Dali's hand, and he couldn't pull it out.

"Young people, don't be so angry, your son is fine."

With a wave of Wang Dali's empty left hand, a gust of wind slowly summoned the air around him and woke Tang San up.

Tang San's eyelids twitched slightly at first, and then slowly opened. He seemed to be a little unconscious when he just woke up, and looked at Tang Hao who was holding the Haotian Hammer and Wang Dali in a stalemate.

"Daddy?"

"Little three!"

Seeing his son wake up, Tang Hao immediately withdrew the Haotian Hammer, turned around and hugged Tang San in his arms, using his soul power to find out if he was injured.

He was really relieved by the results.

"Little three! It's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay......"

At this moment, the vibration of the Holy Soul Village also stopped. The panicked villagers came outside the houses one by one, and many tiled and thatched huts were collapsed, and many villagers were trapped.

Wang Dali saw all these in his eyes, his heart moved slightly, and he summoned a cloud and rain from the sky, and shot a little golden light into the clouds with his fingers.

In the white clouds, there was a rain of golden light. The rain fell on the villagers and immediately seeped into the wounds of the rubble, helping to heal, and even resurrecting some villagers who had just died, making the villagers think that the gods had helped them and knelt on the ground to thank God.

This rain of healing is enough to ensure the health of these ordinary villagers for twenty years.

Looking at Wang Dali's call for wind and rain, saving the dead and helping the wounded, Tang San was shocked. At the same time, he smiled bitterly in his heart - if such a strong man wants to do something to himself and his father, they really have no way to do it.

"This is not the place to talk, come with me."

Wang Dali looked at the collapsed blacksmith shop and walked out of the village. Tang Hao was silent for a few breaths, holding Tang San and following him.

At this moment, Tang San's heart was uneven like a tidal wave. What was the sledgehammer that Dad was holding just now? Why did it suddenly disappear? Looking at Dad's momentum, it is obvious that he is a super strong man, but why do they live in such an ordinary small village?

Also, who is this stranger? Why do you know where he came from? What just happened when he was unconscious?

At the same time, Tang Hao also had doubts. Not only because of Wang Dali, but also found that his son was actually carrying a delicate hidden arrow on his arm, and the arrow was actually coated with poison.

In a place he didn't know, someone was actually teaching him the secret weapon technique of the little three?

This made Tang Hao a little ashamed, it seems that he has really not cared enough about his son over the years, and he gets along day and night, but he hasn't even discovered such an important thing.

When he arrived at a forest outside the village, Tang Hao put Tang San down. After so many years of decadence, his current strength is not seven out of ten, and he is not sure that he will leave safely with his son.

"I wasn't in a good mood before, I'm sorry for ruining your home, as compensation, Tang San, this is for you."

Wang Dali took out three black nails, which were densely covered with black and red markings, and there was a vague boundless murderous and evil aura surrounding, even if Tang Hao saw it, he had a creepy feeling.

"Is this a Soul Spike?"

But as a rare genius disciple of the Tang Sect in a hundred years, Tang San could see at a glance what this was.

"This is no ordinary soul nail, it is extracted from the corpses of gods."

With a wave of Wang Dali's hand, the three Soul Death Nails turned into a black and red light and shot into Tang San's hand. Tang Hao was shocked and summoned the Haotian Hammer again, but Tang San pulled the corner of his clothes.

Three faint black marks appeared in his right hand, and when you look closely, they look like these three soul nails. Tang San summoned them with a single thought, feeling that as long as he set a target in his mind, this Soul Nail would be able to immediately attack the other party on its own.

Subsequently, Wang Dali introduced.

"These three dead soul nails are extremely fast, and if they come out, they will be hit; And even the ninety-ninth level Title Douluo will die, and the weaker gods will be seriously injured. ”

"What's even more valuable is that they can be reused, but the more they are used, the less powerful they become. But with its own material alone, it is still no problem to penetrate the body of ordinary gods. ”

These three soul nails were found by Wang Dali from the corpse of the Great Saint Body on the Holy Cliff, and refined the corpse qi and evil qi in the entire corpse, which was a great killing weapon.

Regarding Wang Dali's statement, Tang Hao agreed in his heart. Because he did sense a mortal threat from the three soul nails, but it made him even more incredulous.

Because it was Tang San who was holding it now. In other words, as long as he holds this so-called Soul Death Nail, a six-year-old child can actually kill Title Douluo?

In this way, could it be that Wang Dali in front of him is actually a god?

Thinking of this, Tang Hao realized in his heart. Except for the gods, even the Titled Douluo, who specializes in healing, can't bring a group of dead back to life so easily, right?

If it's a god, there's nothing to say about being able to restrain him with one move.

Then, Wang Dali took out another crystal clear and warm jade piece, passed it through with a red thread, and hung it around Tang San's neck.

"This is a treasure that I bind to your soul, and you can contact me through it. This jade piece also has defensive energy, as long as it is activated, no one below the god king can hurt you. ”

In Tang Hao's eyes, Wang Dali paused for a moment and tore apart the space with his bare hands. In fact, he was also transmitting the sound into the secret and into Tang San's ears.

"Tang Sect Tang San, I am from the same world as you, you don't need to worry. You have the revenge of killing your mother in this life, and you can easily take revenge with the treasure I gave you. ”

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, and we will have a period in the future."

With that, he stepped into the dark crack and disappeared into this world.