The eyes of a black-clothed man who was originally sitting on the chair at the back were full of anger, and with a wave of his right hand, there was an extra green aura on the ground under Tang Wulin's feet. The thick green poisonous gas instantly diffused upwards.

Tang Wulin only felt that his whole body suddenly stagnated, and his speed slowed down significantly, and even the Qianfu finger was weakened to a certain extent.

A black-clothed man standing in front released two yellows, four purples and one black, seven soul rings, and a pair of big axes as black as ink appeared in his hands, rolling towards Tang Wulin like a whirlwind.

There were also two black-clothed men, one of whom had a crimson longbow in his hand, and shot an arrow at Tang Wulin at close range. On the other side, a man in black had an extra soul guide in his hand, and in the roar, he sprayed a scattered scatter bomb towards Tang Wulin, enveloping him.

The reactions of these evil soul masters were quite fast, and after Tang Wulin Golden Dragon Silent Annihilation God grabbed his hand, they each released their martial souls and directly attacked.

The red arrows shot at Tang Wulin were crushed, but they turned into a red poisonous mist. The pair of evil soul masters who were spinning with giant axes met Tang Wulin's Qianfu head-on. In a series of collisions. The seemingly heavy axe hit Tang Wulin's golden dragon spear and was constantly bounced away, and the golden dragon spear drove straight into the strong and powerful way, blatantly penetrating the opponent's chest.

Although they are all soul saints, how can anyone at the same level be Tang Wulin's opponent?

For the roar of the soul guide, Tang Wulin slapped out with his left hand, and the Blue Silver Emperor intertwined into a shield in front of him, blocking all the attacks. At the same time, there was one more person behind him, and a huge tulip quietly bloomed.

Whether it was the red mist in the air or the green mist rising from the ground, when it encountered the breath released from this large pink flower, it disappeared in an instant like ice and snow melting.

The fragrance of Qiluo immortal products, all poisonous nemesis. The King of Fairy Grass!

"Ang-" An impassioned roar sounded from Tang Wulin's mouth, a huge golden dragon head appeared in front of him, and the remaining three evil soul masters were all shocked, the evil soul master who was sitting before reacted the slightest, but the other two were obviously greatly affected.

Tang Wulin stepped out, the golden dragon spear in his hand swept out, and at the same time that a circle of light foxes spread outward, the Blue Silver Emperor followed and turned into countless spears, piercing the three people in front of him at the same time. On the surface of each Blue Silver Emperor, a layer of fine scales emerged, bursting forward with unparalleled momentum.

Blood Soul Fusion Technique, Blue Emperor Golden Dragon Thorn!

The two evil soul masters around him, whose cultivation was only around the sixth ring, were instantly stabbed into a sieve, and they seemed to be alive. And the one on the front, with a wave of his right hand, a dark green poisonous spring suddenly rushed out from the ground, shattering all the Blue Emperor Dragon Spikes.

Among these evil soul masters present, he was respected, and he was a ninety-one-level Title Douluo. Martial spirit, poisonous spring.

I don't know why, when facing the opponent in front of him who is obviously much weaker than his own cultivation, he has a feeling that his momentum has been robbed.

At this moment, he suddenly felt as if everything around him seemed to become dull. The opponent in front of him is somewhat unclear. I don't know why the poisonous spring that spit out of me was recovered. A little golden mang, at this moment, the lightning came.

The Poison Spring Evil Soul Master's pupils dilated instantly, he couldn't believe what situation he was facing, all his own energy was suddenly stripped away by an invisible huge force in the next moment, and it instantly disappeared and disappeared from the spear that pierced his chest.

Tang Wulin had already recovered his original figure, his whole body was covered with golden scales, and at this moment, he was like a god descending from the earth.

From rushing in to killing the eight evil soul masters in one fell swoop, the whole process was actually only a dozen seconds. Eight evil soul masters, including a Titled Douluo, all fell into his hands.

Ever since his spiritual cultivation broke through to the Spirit Realm, his aura during battle had become more and more powerful, which seemed to have been subtly influenced by his own Golden Dragon King bloodline.

With his strength, in the case of confronting a Titled Douluo, especially before both sides had time to use the Dou Armor, it was not so easy to defeat the opponent. After all, he hasn't reached the Eighth Ring yet.

However, at that moment just now, it seemed that because of the tremendous stimulation of his spirit, and it seemed that because of the research of Bai Yun Qiannian along the way, the aura finally flashed, and at that moment, his spiritual power turned into substance, distorting time to a certain extent, making the judgment of the Title Douluo Evil Soul Master pause slightly. And at this moment, the golden dragon spear pierced the opponent's body.

Yes, this is the sublimation of the spiritual power level of the spiritual realm, the spiritual realm!

Tang Wulin never expected that his spiritual realm would inspire success at this time. In fact, he was only one step away from this step. However, if he had a choice, he would rather never be in the spiritual realm than encounter the scene he is today.

Behind the father, the breath has obviously become very weak. At this time, he didn't even dare to leave with his father.

After solving the enemy, Tang Wulin quickly helped his father down from behind, and at the same time wiped off the disguise on his face, tears were already pouring out.

"Dad, Dad, it's me, I'm Wulin!" he constantly injected his soul power into his father's body, maintaining his father's vitality.

Tang Cumin opened his eyes a little reluctantly, the blood on his face had already faded, and Tang Wulin could feel that the vitality in his father's body was close to disappearing. There isn't even much blood flowing in the body.

The evil soul master who pierced his father's body just now, the martial soul was a vampire mantis, and the sharp mantis knife not only pierced Tang Cumin's heart, but also frantically sucked most of his blood from there. If Tang Wulin had been one step late, Tang Cumin would have been killed.

And at this moment, he could only breathe a sigh of relief by relying on Tang Wulin's soul power injection.

Tang Ziran's hand was raised a little weakly, and he pointed in one direction, with a somewhat relieved smile on his face.

He was speechless, but he was really happy, he didn't expect to see his son before he died.

More than ten years have passed, and the former little Wulin has grown up, from a childish but resolute child to adulthood. He was tall and high-spirited, handsome and imposing. This is my own son!

Watching him kill the bastards who kept him and his wife in constant fear one by one, Tang Cumin's heart was full of joy. Although the sense of powerlessness continued to increase, his heart was full of happiness at this moment.

In his heart, he didn't know how many times he wanted to kill all those evil soul masters, and wanted to destroy everything here. He failed to do it, and at this moment, even today, his son did it for him. What could be more joyful?

Tang Wulin looked in the direction of Tang cumin's finger, there was a metal wall, and when he felt something, Tang Wulin hurriedly picked up his father, strode forward, and with a wave of his right hand, the sharp golden dragon claw tore through the metal wall, and took his father to the next room.

An exclamation followed, and in the room there were four women, all dressed in the same overalls. And one of them, isn't it his own mother?"

Seeing Tang Cumin in Tang Wulin's arms, Lang Yue let out a sad cry and quickly pounced. She didn't recognize her son, but she saw her husband who was already dying!

"Mom!" Tang Wulin exclaimed sadly.

Langyue is old, and compared with back then, she has significantly more gray hair and more wrinkles on her face. The eyes are blank, red and swollen.

She was originally sad from her heart, but when she heard Tang Wulin's call, she couldn't help but be shocked all over, and looked at the young man in front of her in disbelief.

More than ten years have changed too much, and the boy has become a man, but the outline is faintly recognizable, especially the big clear eyes.

Tears welled up in Langyue's eyes instantly, and then, a strong fear appeared on her face, "Hurry up, kid, go quickly! ”

"Let's go together. Only by going out can you save Dad. Now the only lifeline in his heart is on Holy Spirit Douluo. Only this crown can bring his father back from the line of death.

Tang Wulin's eyes shone brightly, and one figure after another separated from him. It is the six fairy grasses led by the Qiluo tulip.

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