"No-!" Tang San pounced on Ah Yin in horror, but he swooped into the air, and the surrounding scene turned into points of light and dissipated.

But resentment had already spread in Tang San's heart, and the Martial Soul Hall was the Martial Soul Hall again!

It's all because of the Wuhun Palace, his mother was sacrificed, his father was expelled from the sect, and he was forced to separate from his lover!

The surrounding points of light recondense into a new scene.

The Great Forest of Stars, the clear water of the lake, the fragrance of plants and trees.

And that soft voice, "Welcome to the Star Dou Great Forest." ”

This voice calmed Tang San down, and he looked over in a daze, it was Xiao Wu!

The surprise instantly overwhelmed Tang San, as if he and Xiao Wu hadn't seen each other for a long time, this feeling was so real.

But the dozens of Contra Douluo around released their martial souls, and they all ran towards Xiao Wu, trying to kill Xiao Wu.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo cooperated to drag the Titan Giant Ape, and at the last moment, Tang San rushed up to block these attacks for Xiao Wu.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu screamed out loud, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes.

Tang San could clearly feel the feeling of the blade piercing his body, but he couldn't care about it so much, his eyes were full of Xiao Wu's figure.

He just wants to let Xiao Wu live, even if it costs his life!

Just like the initial trajectory, Tang San cut off his right leg and took out the soul bone of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg and threw it to Xiao Wu, while he turned around with endless hatred and dragged those who were chasing and killing Xiao Wu.

The Blue Silver Emperor vines tightly dragged all the twenty Contra Douluo who rushed towards Xiao Wu, and a group of people attacked Tang San in a hurry, one attack after another gradually made Tang San lose consciousness.

The bones were broken, the flesh and blood were blurred, Tang San's whole person was bloody, there was no intact flesh and skin, and the spikes pierced Tang San's chest in mid-air.

A sharp explosion sounded, Xiao Wu shed blood tears, opened the sacrifice, his whole body was shrouded in pink flames of life, and he ran towards Tang San desperately.

"Brother, live."

Tang San's whole body was extremely embarrassed, he slowly opened his eyes, and that gentle smile turned into ashes in front of Tang San, dissipating in the air forever.

In the end, Tang San's eyes were red, but he couldn't do anything.

This kind of helplessness and desperate pain was so real, everything around him had long since dissipated, and Tang San stood in a white world immersed in the pain of losing Xiao Wu.

Killing intent flashed in Tang San's eyes, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became low, and the cold killing intent flooded Tang San's whole body.

Wuhun Palace! It's all Wuhun Palace! If it weren't for the Wuhun Palace, Xiao Wu would not sacrifice for himself, and he would not share the sky with the Wuhun Palace!!

He is going to destroy the foundation of the Martial Spirit Palace! Let that high-flying Bibi Dong also experience the pain of losing a loved one!!

The scene changes again

The confused figures of Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Evil Moon, and Yan appeared around.

Tang San picked up the Haotian Hammer, and one by one the soul rings spun up from the bottom of his feet, Tang San looked at the people around him with murderous intent, gritted his teeth word by word: "None of you can run." ”

Red light flashed on the Haotian Hammer, and the ferocious killing intent accompanied the Haotian Hammer to smash towards Tang San's nearest figure, those people seemed to have no fresh life, just standing there motionless and waiting for Tang San to smash them.

"Damn it!"

"Anyone who hurts Xiao Wu deserves to die!"

With a loud bang, Ghost Douluo was smashed several meters away, Tang San took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the Haotian Hammer rose against the storm, smashing viciously towards Ghost Douluo lying on the ground.

Hatred blinded Tang San's eyes, and he couldn't see the expressions on the other people's faces clearly, until the blazing blood sprinkled on Tang San's side face, and the plasma burst open.

"Dead, huh"

The corners of Tang San's mouth were slightly hooked, his gloomy gaze flashed with a light of revenge, he was like a bloodthirsty beast, walking towards anyone who wanted to hurt Xiao Wu with heavy steps, and the Blue Silver Emperor grew more and more on the ground.

"None of you can escape"

Tang San whispered, but it sounded like a demon's roar from hell.

Tang San had never thought of completely falling into such a revenge fantasy, but at this time, he couldn't extricate himself, like a walking corpse.

The only thought is to completely destroy the Martial Spirit Palace, so that they will remember their name, his pain, his fanaticism and despair for all eternity.

(End of chapter)