Women are weak, but mothers are strong.

Perhaps, Xiao Wu has a thousand kinds of badness.

Perhaps, she is not a qualified mother.

Perhaps, she has been a silly rabbit with a love brain for 10,000 years.

Perhaps, her current behavior is not the word "great".

But at least at this moment, Xiao Wu's maternal love bursting out from the bottom of her heart is pure, sincere, and transcendent from everything.

Whatever the reason.

Mother's love itself is always great.

Qian Chaoguang let out a long sigh.

He looked at Tang San, looking at the wound that had been blown up by Xiao Wu's self-explosion, and was suddenly speechless.

Xiao Wu's tragic self-explosion did not bring Tang San injuries that were enough to kill.

Even if the opponent is defenseless, attacking in its most vulnerable place, it still can't change anything.

The gap between the two sides is enough to be described by the word moat.

It was a gap of nearly eighty levels, spanning from the twelfth order to the nineteenth peak.

Even if Xiao Wu has poured everything out and burned everything, there is absolutely no possibility of creating a miracle.

Tang San is still the same Tang San.

He lay there with blood and wounds, struggling and writhing on the ground like a disgusting maggot.

The power of the bloodline inherited from the dragon god continued to repair his damaged body, recovering from previous injuries, and reconnecting broken blood vessels with meridians.

Qian Chaoguang untied the forbidden words on Tang San's lips and asked lightly: "Your beloved betrayed you, and even took you away at the cost of burning your soul and dying by self-explosion, don't you want to say something?" ”

It's a pity that Tang San at this time has already been carried away by anger and violence.

Except for the inhuman roar and roar, there was no sentence at all.

The conflict of forces that could make the dragon god confused, at this moment, on Tang San's body, it was even more incisive and incisive to highlight the debuff of reducing intelligence.

Qian Chaoguang frowned slightly.

Divine power works, and soul authority flickers.

A pure golden holy light was released from his hand, completely enveloping Tang San's body.

The moment the holy light covered Tang San's body, a large amount of black-red killing intent quickly evaporated, turning into blood-colored smoke and dust that drifted away without a trace.

The Golden Dragon King had been purified once before.

Now it is not very difficult to purify the ideological trends and negative forces contained in the Shura Divine Throne.

In Tang San's pig-like screams, in just a few seconds, his eyes, which had completely turned scarlet, reappeared a little white, and the magic patterns on his body surface had faded a lot.

Although Tang San is still not too smart, he has at least come to his senses a little, and at least he has returned to the way he was before the war.

He stared dead in the direction where Qian Zhaoguang was, his eyes kept flickering, and he didn't talk about the questions that Qian Zhaoguang asked before.

Things have come to this point, what can he say?

Cruel words?

Can't beat it.

Fawning?

It is basically impossible for Qian Chaoguang to let him go.

Or.

Tang San's heart kept flashing one thought after another, thinking about the current way to break the situation.

Even if Tang San didn't say a word, Qian Chaoguang could still know some of Tang San's thoughts in his heart from the fluctuations of his soul, penetrating his current emotions.

Tang San was almost angry.

Betrayed by his most trusted pendant, how could Tang San not be angry?

It's just that now that he has regained a little clarity, he forcibly hid this anger and did not show it as directly as before.

Even in the bottom of his eyes, there is a deep fear lurking.

After being freed from that violent killing state, how could Tang San not understand now?

Now I can't beat Qian Chaoguang at all.

Even if he achieves the so-called "Supreme God King", he will be killed by the other party in a snap of his fingers.

Tang San's mentality was already about to collapse.

He tries to figure out a path for himself to live.

But when he looked around, he found that he seemed to have reached a dead end.

The desperate gap between the two sides is even far greater than when he faced the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, or Qian Renxue, who had just become a god.

When facing those two opponents, he can still cause damage to the other party, and even force the other party to do his best.

But what about in the face of a thousand rays of light?

After the fusion of himself and Xiao Wu, the strength that increased again skyrocketed, plus the Shura Blood Sword that he urged with all his strength under his anger, he couldn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes!

Now, without the two super artifacts of the Shura Demon Sword and the Seagod Trident, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of Qian Chaoguang.

So far, maybe it can only be

Seeing that Tang San had not spoken for a long time, Qian Chaoguang silently raised the Peerless Sword in his hand.

Tang San was suddenly shocked: "Your Excellency, slow down!" ”

Qian Chaoguang didn't pick up, just stopped what he was doing and quietly watched him perform.

Now, at the most critical moment, Tang San decided to use the method he was best at trying to delay time.

If you drag it out for a few more days, you may still have a chance to live.

Tang San barely squeezed out a smile and said, "That's right, you can kill me now, and I'm not your opponent at all." However, such a big bully will inevitably ruin your Excellency's reputation. Therefore, I would like to make a bet with you, I wonder if you dare? ”

Qian Chaoguang sneered, and casually put the Wushuang knife behind his back: "What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to bet with me?" ”

"You! You are deceiving people too much! Tang San's color changed instantly, "Your Excellency is so cultivated, isn't there half a point of pride that belongs to the strong?" ”

"I'll lie to you, how? Are you worthy of raising the pride of the strong with me? Qian Chaoguang sneered, "Cultivation is Lao Tzu's own hard cultivation bit by bit, how do you care about Lao Tzu?" Do you think everyone is like you, who only steals from others? ”

Tang San was furious again, and his bloodstained face pretended to be angry: "You are a bloody squirting person!" I, Tang San, have done things above board in my life, and when have I stolen other people's things! ”

"Oh? Really? ”

Qian Chaoguang's eyes were playful, and the words that came out of his mouth also changed from Douluo to Chinese.

"Tang San, a disciple of the outer sect of the Tang Sect, was adopted by Tang Lan, an elder of the outer sect, since he was a child. However, you didn't know how to be grateful, but instead secretly learned from the inner door of the Tang Sect. I know that my sins are unforgivable, and I am sorrowful in the nineteenth floor. ”

"Do you think that running to this Douluo Continent as an ancestor can erase the most unknown secret in your heart? It seems that the high-sounding words you made back then were just words. ”

"You, Tang San, are just an immature dog."

"Mr. Tang Da, you should be crushed and scattered!"

"You! How would you know! Who the hell are you! Who the hell are you! ”

The killing intent in Tang San's eyes completely dissipated at this moment, replaced by an extremely strong fear.

The despair and fear of being hunted down by the seventeen elders of the Tang Sect once again surfaced in his heart.

"Who am I? I am the one who has come to judge you. ”

Qian Chaoguang sneered, symbolizing that the authority of judgment was finally lit up.

The power of the divine war completely erupted, completely sealing Tang San's power belonging to the Shura God.

At the same time, the power of words and spirits has finally been lifted.

Tang San once again regained his ability to act.

"It's time for you to hit the road." Qian Chaoguang said coldly, "Everyone, you can go up." ”

"No, no, no, no. No! I'm not! Don't! Everything I do is for the Tang Gate, for the Tang Gate! Don't kill me! ”

Feeling the same rapid loss of judgment power belonging to the Shura God, the fear of that power dissipating had filled his entire heart, almost completely crushing his spiritual defense.

The current Tang San was like a person who was about to drown in the deep sea, and the only plank he was holding in his hand was also scattered by the waves.

Under the extreme horror, Tang San didn't even remember that his strength had not disappeared at all.

It's just that the connection with the law is weakened, and the combat power is dropped.

How could a thief who has no strong state of mind at all, a thief who can only stitch and steal, give birth to an invincible Dao heart that dares to show his sword even if he knows that he is invincible?

Impossible.

All along, he was just a clown.

Run!

I have to run!

Tang San gritted his teeth, Xuantian Gong operated, and the dragon god power extracted from his bloodline instantly poured into his limbs and hundreds of remains.

Black shadows had already appeared beneath his feet, a sign that the Ghost Shadow was about to kick in.

Once it was fully operational, with Tang San's current cultivation, he would be able to escape dozens of kilometers in an instant.

However, it backfired.

A ghost-like voice sounded, completely dispelling Tang San's only thoughts.

"Want to go? Have you asked us? ”

The two figures seemed to appear out of thin air, and the brilliant aura centered on the two of them spread outward, enveloping Tang San's body, turning it into a golden sculpture in an instant.

It was Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Ghost!

With the difference in strength between the two of them and Tang Sanzi, they could only trap each other for a second.

But, that's enough.

Countless figures had already surrounded Tang San, sealing off all the routes he could escape.

Tang San, who had recovered, was stunned, and the expression on his face was so wonderful that it was like seeing a ghost.

"Bipolar stationary realm! This is the realm of bipolar stationary! How can you still be alive! You've been killed by my own hands! ”

Yueguan held the chrysanthemum in his hand and smiled softly: "Your Majesty is right, what are you?" Why did you tell you? ”

"Talk nonsense to him, get him!"

Bibi Dong held the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, with the aura of war opened by Mo Xuan on his body, and sprinted ahead first.

Although the current Tang San's realm is still there, and the divine power is still there, the power of judgment and the power of light are both sealed by the power of divine warfare.

In addition, the two super artifacts were damaged, and the body was also severely damaged by Qian Chaoguang in the previous battle, and there was no one in ten of his strength, leaving only those elemental power and bloodline power inherited from the dragon god.

Mo Xuan, the god of civil war, has an increase in the aura of war, and there is Huo Yutong's subtle command outside.

Under the advantages of one or the other, Tang San could never be the opponent of everyone.

Golden Crocodile Douluo incarnated as a golden giant pouring gold, and the phantom of the Golden Crocodile King shrouded his body behind him.

The old golden crocodile slammed his fist twice, with a cruel smile on his face, and charged with Da Ming and Er Ming.

"It can't be! That's impossible! You're all dead early tomorrow! They're all dead! ”

Tang San roared in horror, constantly dodging and moving in the air, dodging one attack after another.

"You're all ghosts! It's all ghosts! It's all my hallucination! ”

"Yes, we are all dead. But thanks to Your Majesty, we are alive again. ”

Hu Liena's face was intertwined with holiness and desire.

The huge soul power like mountains and seas condensed into a needle, and shot out at the most tricky angle, piercing through the holes of Tang San's defense, directly penetrating into his divine soul.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he was attacked by a soul, and Tang San's defense, which he could maintain a little, finally broke down, and was beaten violently by the next echelon who had been bullied.

"Destroy my church, cut off my faith, destroy my people, and destroy my inheritance. Tang San, you have to pay the price for what you have done. ”

More than a hundred former popes joined forces with Ye Guyi, the god of judgment, and formed a battle formation under the leadership of the god of light, Qianchenye, to attack together, exerting the power of the Hexagonal Warrior of the Seraphim Martial Spirit to the extreme.

"This sword will judge your iniquity!"

The lightsaber flashing with holy light in Ye Guyi's hand slashed down violently, and in an instant, it slashed from the top of Tang San's head to his feet.

This lightsaber has no substance, but it carries the purest and ultimate power of holy light.

The blazing flame of judgment nearly burned everything up.

Even the power of the dragon god's bloodline could not completely isolate it.

Tang San howled in pain, and could only watch as the sealed Shura divine power in his body continued to evaporate, and his internal organs were seriously injured.

Even the fusion god position hidden in the divine soul faintly appeared a slight crack.

He probably couldn't have imagined that there were so many Seraphim Martial Soul owners in this world.

What's even more terrifying is that although their average strength is not high, they can burst out with incomparably powerful power under the leadership of the Holy Light God Thousand Dusts.

Hundreds of Seraphim powerhouses are like one, as invincible as an ancient fierce god.

This is a long-lost battle formation on the Douluo Continent!

It has undergone tens of thousands of years of polishing in the underworld, and it has almost perfected to the extreme!

Seeing that the battle situation was precarious, Tang San finally remembered that he didn't just have those two super artifacts available.

He still has a martial spirit!

I don't know how long it has not been used, the Haotian Hammer has finally appeared, entangled in the destructive power born from the power of the dragon god.

A cold black light appeared, and everyone in the entire battle felt that their bodies were sinking.

"Haotian Hammer, Chaos"

"You're messing with your mother! You brute is also worthy of the Haotian Hammer? ”

The mountain-like dragon soul Haotian Hammer in the hands of the Heaven-Shaking Monarch smashed down violently.

The unique superimposed secret method of the reincarnation powerhouse in the underworld fused all the attacks and amplification skills he mastered together, and released them in a single hammer.

This is the Great Sumeru Hammer that belongs exclusively to the Heaven-Shaking Monarch!

Even though the two sides were countless levels apart, that terrifying power still spurted out a mouthful of blood from Tang San's hammer and slammed towards the ground.

This is what the Haotian Hammer that used to be in Tang Chen's hands should have been!

"Haha, little deflated calf, eat grandpa's punch!"

Another hundred-zhang giant with a golden body stood on the ground and threw a punch into the sky.

It is also a superimposed explosion secret method mastered by everyone in the underworld.

Its power was so great that it even caused the divine realm space to collapse.

The huge force slammed Tang San from the ground into the air again, and his bones didn't know how much he had broken.

Before Tang San could react, an even sharper killing intent appeared from the heavenly dome behind him.

The black dragon's claws covering the sky and the sun covered the air, sealing the last trace of his possibility of dodging, and also changing Tang San's posture in the air.

"Whew!"

"Poof!"

Two voices sounded one after another, and the sharp and domineering golden dragon spear came out of Tang San's heart, piercing his entire person directly to the front and back.

"I'm happy for you."

Qiu'er flickered, indifferently grabbed the golden dragon spear stained with divine blood, and told a cold joke by the way.

Absorbing Tang San's divine blood and life force, the two ends of the golden dragon lance became sharper and sharper.

It is the bloodline of the same origin as the dragon god dragon root, and it is constantly "polished" to become stronger and stronger.

Originally, even if Tang San was severely hammered by the Heaven-Shaking Monarch and punched by the Ontology Patriarch with all his might, he still had some strength to dodge Qiu'er's shot full of extreme anger.

However, there were too many people besieging Tang San at this time.

Huo Yutong's Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array restrained Tang San's body, and Qiu'er's qi luck reduction shrouded Tang San's soul.

Countless weakening and realms continued to weaken Tang San's own strength.

Coupled with a black dragon claw that Di Tian angrily came out, Tang San was completely nailed in mid-air, unable to move.

Under the guidance of the spiritual lock, the golden dragon spear was able to accurately penetrate the chest, and by the way, a large wave of vitality and divine power was withdrawn.

"How could I, Tang San, die in this place! I am the Most High God King! ”

Tang San gritted his teeth and mobilized the power contained in the dragon god's bloodline, and the life force continued to repair the broken body.

The power of destruction in his hand blasted out, trying to disperse the next round of attacks that had not yet been blasted out by the besieging people.

However, the appearance of two unexpected people once again ended Tang San's dream in an instant.

The shadow of a huge ancient tree of life shrouded the battlefield, and the majestic vitality floated out, instantly destroying the destructive power that burst out.

The thunderball that flickered with the aura of destruction erupted violently, once again bombarding Tang San's slightly repaired body to pieces, constantly disintegrating the recovery of his life force.

That is the goddess of life and the god of destruction.

After the battle began, Qian Chaoguang not only ordered someone to let them go, but even unlocked Oscar's restrictions, allowing him to make more than two and a half diamond intestines, and barely restored the strength of the two to the peak.

After recovery, the husband and wife did not have any words, and even when they rushed into the battlefield, they were at the forefront without reservation.

They want to avenge the dead Xiao Qi!

"I can't die, I can't die! How can my brilliant mind disappear into this world! This is a loss for the whole world! ”

Tang San, who had originally regained his consciousness, once again had a tendency to fall into the devil, and he looked for a direction casually like crazy, trying to break through by exchanging injuries for injuries.

But with the advent of a scepter phantom, Tang San's plan to break the cauldron had just begun, and it had already collapsed again.

Absolute Domination, the absolute control skill of Zhang Bowen, the god of hope.

The Eternal God Sect Pope, who had a little decadence on his face, but had been smiling, had only taken the initiative to attack Tang San once since the beginning of the battle, and he had once again given him a critical blow to his heart.

Huo Yutong's spiritual realm completely covered the battlefield, and it was definitely watertight.

Located in the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, Tang San's small movements couldn't hide her perception at all.

Everything that happened in the battle was also in her calculations.

Unless the comrades-in-arms make mistakes in cooperation with each other, resulting in a break in the offensive rhythm.

Otherwise, how could Tang San escape this almost endless chain of control?

Even if because of the gap between the levels of the two sides, this Absolute Domination could only control Tang San for half a second, it was already completely enough.

Even in a battle at the Extreme Douluo level, half a second of strong body is often enough to determine the outcome of a battle, and even the life and death of both sides of the battle.

The sword light of the sword god Ji Jiechen and the fire phoenix incarnated by the god of revenge Ma Hongjun, and the Netherworld White Tiger fused by Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, attacked from three directions at the same time.

The furious sword intent instantly shattered half of Tang San's right leg, and the blazing fire of revenge also burned out the remaining broken Seagod Wings.

The Netherworld White Tiger slapped the Haotian Hammer that Tang San had barely picked up, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood again, and even his chest collapsed a little.

At this moment, Dai Luoli, the god of death who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out from below with the help of white agarwood.

A pair of tiger claws wrapped in the power of death grabbed Tang San's body deeply from the side, almost crushing his spine alive!

The injury on his waist, the mutilation of his right leg, and the successive shattering of the Seagod's eight wings made Tang San's mobility plummet in an instant.

Now that he can't even perform the ghost shadow again.

What's even more wonderful is the sword of the previous old season.

The position of this sword is very particular.

With Tang San's current cultivation realm, the heart and skull were not fatal injuries.

Even if a sword slashes the head and a shot pierces the heart, Tang San can't be completely killed.

Ji Jiechen knew very well that he was not the Blood Sword Douluo who attacked all his strength back then, and he did not have the ability to destroy Tang San's divine soul with one sword.

He simply retreated to the next best thing, focusing on weakening Tang San's main force.

The divine costume on Tang San's right leg was transformed by the 100,000-year-old soul bone of Ah Yin's back then, which contained the huge vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor.

After losing his right leg and right leg divine suit, Tang San's recovery ability suddenly plummeted, and he was swaying in the fierce attack like a storm, like a flat boat in a tsunami.

The power squeezed out of the dragon god's bloodline even seemed to be stretched thin, how could he heal his wounds with all his might?

Those insignificant vitality were also constantly extinguished by the Destruction God Thunder of the God of Destruction, and they did not have any effect at all.

Relying on Tang San's own divine body recovery ability alone, it could only be said that it was difficult to support it alone.

"Blue Silver Emperor, Entanglement!"

Tang San, who was in a desperate situation, roared, and finally exerted that other power that truly belonged to him.

Countless rattans resembling giant octopus brachiopods are springing up, trying to trap the countless gods involved in the siege and thus open a way for survival.

However, Tang San hadn't used this martial soul of his own for too long, too long.

After ascending to the God Realm, he did not exercise or temper it, and only knew how to use the Shura Demon Sword and the Golden Trident to overwhelm people on weekdays.

Even the combat level has degenerated into a lump of defense, and it is not even as brainy as when he participated in the continent-wide high-level soul master elite competition.

Now, the Blue Silver Emperor, who is still just a mortal plant, has not improved by half a point at all, how can he withstand the successive onslaughts of many god-level powerhouses?

The holy flames released by the combined efforts of Electrolux, the god of knowledge and wisdom, and the dragon of the bone dragon, were enough to incinerate all of these chaotic branches of the Blue Silver Emperor, leaving only a cloud of black ash scattered in the wind.

"Impossible, it's definitely an illusion!"

Tang San's right hand was the Blue Silver Emperor, and his left hand was the Haotian Hammer, desperately resisting the countless attacks like a tide.

"I am the Most High God King! I can't beat Qian Chaoguang, even if I can't beat you, how can I still beat you! It's impossible! ”

"What kind of bullshit supreme god king, who believes in all the liars?"

The lich god Ah Fan held three cigars in his mouth, and while slashing into the air, he replied with disdain.

With Huo Yutong's central command, even if the number of people is as high as hundreds of people, the people of the Immortal Empire still advance and retreat to a certain extent, and cooperate with each other very tacitly.

Almost suppressed Tang San to the point that it was extremely difficult to even fight back, and he could only be beaten passively.

"I am truly the Supreme God King!"

Tang San struggled to dodge, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.

"How could I not! I've definitely broken through to the Supreme God King level! Even the law is celebrating me! I can't be not! ”

"What a pathetic fool, who is still immersed in his own fantasies until now, it's so pathetic."

Xiao Xiao, the god of peace, controlled the Sansheng Town Soul Ding to descend from the sky, suppressing Tang San, who was trying to break out a counterattack, once again interrupting his desire to survive.

The God of the Sun and Caitou, who were carrying a huge cannon, fired out a cannon and said faintly: "The resonance of the law you feel is just the heaven and earth congratulation brought by Your Majesty's breakthrough to the God Realm, you don't really think that you brought it, right?" Didn't I say that you are also worthy? ”

"No way, you're absolutely lying to me! Don't try to lie to me! I definitely am! I already have the power of a dragon god! ”

Tang San roared wildly with all his might, brandishing the Haotian Hammer and the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand like crazy, trying to fight with He Caitou and Xiao Xiao, who had told a few words of truth.

But both of them took the path of long-range attack, and together with Huo Yutong, they were in the outermost layer of the battle situation, just supporting the battlefield through long-range attacks, how could Tang San touch it?

At this moment, Tang San was really a little crazy.

Not only angry, but also anxious.

Sometimes, the more you don't have anything, the more you are afraid of losing something, and the more you have to emphasize something.

Tang San completely ignored the injuries on his body, and frantically rushed into the encirclement, constantly roaring that he was the Supreme God King.

He vaguely understood in his heart that he might really be wrong, and he might not have broken through to the realm of the dragon god back then.

But he didn't want to believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it.

The cultivation of the Supreme God King level was already the last trace of pride left in his heart, and it was also the last life-saving straw he could grasp.

Without this name, he would be nothing.

That's why Tang San desperately denied it, forcibly deceived his heart, distorted his cognition, and angrily denounced the people of the Immortal Empire for lying to him.

But an objective fact is an objective fact precisely because it is not changed by human will.

Really, always really.

What is fake can never be true.

Even though Tang San was deceiving his heart with all his might, the increasingly depressed battle situation on the battlefield made his mentality gradually slide towards the abyss of collapse.

Out of control.

"I'm not going to lose, I'm not going to die!"

Tang San roared angrily, and magnificent nine-colored flames burned all over his body, trying to carry out the final desperate effort by burning divine power and blood.

"I will prove to all of you that I, Tang San, have already achieved the supreme level!"

At this moment, Wang Dong, who had never made a move before, finally appeared.

The sonorous steel dragon wings flapped, and a pair of cold and arrogant eyes appeared in front of Tang San's eyes.

The pair of blood-colored handprints on Wang Dong's cheeks that had dried up added a bit of sadness to his heroic face.

A sword slashed out, and the cold heavy sword slashed down in the air, like a flying immortal outside the sky.

In just one moment, the blade slashed through all the Blue Silver Emperor vines that stood in front of him, straight into Tang San's head.

It was an ice-blue heavy sword that shimmered with a cold light—Frost Sorrow.

It carries a whole eleven very different attributes, and it can melt it all into one furnace.

The sharp blade almost cut Tang San's entire head in half, but it stopped steadily after cutting open his nose, leaving a mouth that could speak.

The nine-colored flames were extinguished instantly, and even the aura that carried Tang San himself was instantly lowered to freezing point.

The ice was so cold that it almost froze his soul, and his whole body stiffened.

At this moment, the horror in Tang San's eyes reached the extreme.

Even the power of his last hole card, the dragon god bloodline, was suppressed by the sword in the opponent's hand at this moment, and he couldn't move at all.

Tang San didn't know what was going on.

He could only feel it.

At this moment between life and death, it seemed that what he was facing was not Wang Dong, nor was it the top super artifact of Frost Sorrow.

It's the dragon god of the year.

That kind of high-ranking power of the same origin completely suppressed the dragon god bloodline in his body, and he couldn't even exert half of his strength.

I'm probably going to be finished.

Tang San thought desperately.

Wang Dong just stared at Tang San's ugly face, his eyes were full of hatred, but he didn't make any further movements, as if he was waiting for something.

The extreme chill continued to spread, completely freezing half of Tang San's split skull, turning into a hard form like an ice sculpture, preventing itself from healing.

The rest of the besiegers also stopped attacking, but they still didn't relax, and the qi machine firmly locked Tang San in the center.

Huo Yutong, who was located in the outermost layer and controlled the entire battle situation, could overload the output of the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, which had been firmly locked on Tang San, at any time, and give Tang San, who had been severely injured and disabled, a final finish.

Seeing that Wang Dong had not moved for a long time, Tang San's heart couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope.

Maybe things are still turning a little bit around?

Was it Xiao Wu's self-explosion that inspired Wang Dong's desire for his parents?

Perhaps, this is his last hope.

Sure enough, there is no endless road!

Thinking of this, Tang San pretended to be sad and knelt down on one leg, a sad state appeared on his face, and he spoke in a pleading tone:

"Wang Dong. No, Xiaodong! Winter! Being a father is just a moment of confusion and doing something wrong, so you forgive your father this time, okay? Your mother is gone, and will you kill me? The Douluo Continent can't live without me, and the Divine Realm can't live without me! ”

"Kill you? No, of course I'm not going to kill you. ”

Wang Dong smiled, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

However, before Tang San could be pleased, Wang Dong's next sentence immediately made him fall into an ice cave.

"Kill you, dirty my sword. Moreover, how can the sins you have committed be paid with death? ”

"No, it's not like that, I've done all this for you!" Tang San begged bitterly, "I just lied to your mother about what I said just now, in fact, you are my real daughter, and all this I did was just for your development!" ”

"Your pretense makes me sick."

Wang Dong looked at Tang San's current tail wagging and begging and begging with disgust, and sincerely felt worthless for Xiao Wu.

What did she fall in love with this cheap animal back then?

Seeing Wang Dong behaving like this, Tang San suddenly chuckled in his heart.

He opened his mouth again, as if he wanted to say something nasty.

But Wang Dong was no longer interested in listening to him bark here.

The hand opens, and the sword falls.

The extremely sharp Frost Sorrow instantly slashed down, cutting Tang San's remnants from a clean and neat several, splitting it in two.

Half is Tang San, and the other half is also Tang San.

Tang San's divine soul emerged from the shattered sea of spirits, wanting to escape while everyone was "unaware for a while".

But what greeted him was a head-on unparalleled blade.

"Are you ready to receive the 'eternal' atonement?" Qian Chaoguang said with a sneer.

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