"What should I do after that, Mu Bai?" On the way out, two figures supporting each other were talking to each other.

At the same time, they were still looking around vigilantly.

"Let's go find my eldest brother and join them first, their team is stronger."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, this is also a helpless thing, the more powerful people of the Ontology Sect are all concentrated in Jaynes's team.

Otherwise, why were they stolen the scroll by Tang San, a clown, and escaped?

"Don't let me catch you, Tang San!"

In the night, the entire second team of the Ontology Sect issued a declaration that Tang San must be killed.

……

"God Shura! Wuhun Palace! Camelot! ……”

In the night, a sudden howl startled a crow.

As the crows flew into the night sky, they couldn't stop looking back at the figure on the ground curiously.

If they could speak, they would probably complain, "We thought we could add food, why did they suddenly come back to life?" ”

Tang San, who was originally lying motionless on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand to the sky, his face full of hatred and anger.

'God Shura! God Shura! ’

First called out to the broken blood-colored little sword in Zhihai, and after making sure that she didn't react for a short time, Tang San completely let go of his mind.

'No matter how much you ignore me and look down on me, after all, I became an existence beyond the God King in my previous life, and I have been in charge of Douluo Star for tens of thousands of years after all! ’

Yes, he figured it out, no matter what the Shura God had, no matter what the Wuhun Hall wanted to do, wouldn't he still become a god king in the end in his previous life, and become the god king who commanded the god realm not to dare to disobey!

After all, he is still the first person with unrivaled talent as a soul master, Tang San, the sea god who can be called the Wisdom God King!

This is evidenced by the experience of a past life!

A bunch of waste, a bunch of defeated subordinates can't affect him!

Struggling to get back to his feet, stumbling, Tang San began to look around vigilantly.

It's not that they've been hurt too badly, the scars scratched by the wind have begun to scab over. I just lay motionless for most of the day, and my body suddenly moved a little uncomfortable and unaccustomed.

"Wuhun Palace, you are still as arrogant as ever!"

There were no figures around, and the participants of the Martial Spirit Hall really left, and they didn't even bother to look at him more.

He didn't even bother to set up his back hand, as if he was really a piece of trash.

Some are happy, and some are uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the Wuhun Hall let him go, and he was uncomfortable with being treated as garbage.

Obviously, in his previous life, the Martial Spirit Hall was like a great enemy to him, and even in the Soul Master Competition, he needed to send two titled powerhouses to lead countless soul masters, and the teachers mobilized the crowd to assassinate him.

But now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to let people wave his hand, and he is the god of the sea, but he has fallen to the current situation, which is really ...... Irony.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the depressed feeling in his heart, he first pulled off the rags on his body, and his armor and clothes were all tattered in the wind blade during the day, and he could no longer perform his basic functions.

Then Tang San collected the reeds on the ground and weaved a simple apron to cover his shame, and then walked in a direction.

Although there is nothing to cover in theory, it is precisely because there is no that he needs a shelter far more than normal people.

Just thinking of this, Tang San's fat face couldn't help but twitch again.

In the past, he could not care about this, as long as he had the eyes of ice and fire, it was not a problem to be reborn with a severed limb.

But now the eyes of ice and fire obviously have nothing to do with him.

In other words, he really became a crippled man.

"It's good that it's not damaged." Throwing out the thoughts that he didn't have in his mind, Tang San bent down and picked up the scroll-type soul guide on the ground.

Yes, he still needs this now, and he also needs to have a soul master competition that can already be thrown away.

Even if the Wuhun Hall already knew about his existence, even if his every move might have been under the surveillance of the Wuhun Hall for a long time.

'As long as you can reach Wuhun City, everything will come back!' will all be put back on track! ’

Looking in the direction of Martial Soul City, Tang San's eyes burned with raging flames, as long as he could reach that place!

Not to mention that the Shura God promised him before he fell into a coma, as long as the soul master competition performed well, he could directly inherit the Shura God Throne to him for free.

The kind of inheritance that doesn't move any hands or feet.

Although he had the opportunity in the Xuantian Heaven Palace, he still needed this Shura Divine Position and the Seagod Divine Position.

In the previous life, the cultivation that surpassed the God King could not be missing any chance!

He also needs Xiao Wu to help him inherit the Shura god throne.

Where in this world can I find such an existence that is willing to help him assume the divine position and let him use it!

If someone else inherits the Shura god throne, will they still call him a third brother and let him use it?!

He didn't have it in his previous life, and he has enemies with everyone in this life, so he needs Xiao Wu's Shura scabbard even more.

As for the Shura God who deceived him, the Martial Spirit Hall will not give a reward?

How is that possible, the God King wants to talk about credibility, and the Wuhun Hall has never been discredited.

So he opened the map and began to follow the route slowly.

"Finally moved."

On the tree, several young people from the Martial Spirit Hall breathed a sigh of relief.

While breathing a sigh of relief, several people's faces were a little strange.

To make sure that this thing doesn't die, and to be responsible for helping him build his confidence?

"Lean, are you sure there are no problems?" Xifeng was still a little worried, if this thing suddenly couldn't be opened, it would be over.

"Rest assured, there was nothing wrong with that.

"I guarantee that before the end of the Soul Master Competition, our Tang God King will be full of confidence, what will he see!"

Lean rubbed his eyebrows, he didn't really like to use his abilities, but reality always made him have to use them.

"You can't suddenly have a mental breakdown because of a blow, right?"

Yang Ning was also a little worried.

"Absolutely not, I guarantee that this is an authentic Thousand-Handed Shura Tang San, I used all my strength to amplify all his negative psychology.

And this process will gradually intensify and amplify over time.

"What you should be worried about now is what he's doing disgusting."

“……”

"What's next?"

"Act as planned, God King, how can you not have fun!

"There are no particularly powerful enemies in the Martial Spirit Hall now, and the God Realm can't use us, so we can only bully and bully the Tang God King to relieve our boredom."

Xifeng clapped his hands and jumped off the tree.

"No, I'm asking who goes first?"

Trancy frowned, this is a normal thing, if you go together, you don't have to play, you can only play in batches.

"I, I'm going to do it!"

When the words fell, Yang Ning had already chased after him.

"Take it easy, and play when he's healed!"

In the wind, the sound of the wind looms.

I don't know if I heard it, anyway, Yang Ning, who was chasing after him, didn't slow down in the slightest, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You say, how will Yang Ning play?"

"I don't have much contact with Yang Ning, but in terms of the character of the Broken Family, it's probably a beating."