Of course, after Qiandaoliu learned about the trajectory of fate, it was another mood.

- Horror.

It turns out that the turnaround is not necessarily a thing, it is just a blessing.

But if there is no such luck, the Wuhun Hall will not be good, and the mainland will not be good.

Of course, I'm happy.

After all, the existence of the Wuhun Palace, the persistence of the Wuhun Palace, is meaningful.

- The continent after the Wuhun Hall is really dark and disgusting.

Not only the Martial Spirit Palace, but also for everyone.

Of course, it's quite angry.

And now, the object of Qiandaoliu's anger, one of the culprits who was supposed to cause the destruction of the Martial Spirit Palace, the person who had gone to a different path, was standing in front of him.

Yes and no.

"A brute, you are not worthy of being my enemy, let Tang Chen get out!"

Thousands of miles away in the air of Wuhun City, there are now two figures floating, one of them covered in blood, like a beast in the reckless period.

One person has white hair, white beard and white robe, and fairy wind bones.

He didn't track down the Killing Capital, because the blood-robed figure in front of him stopped Qiandaoliu.

But in fact, his goal has been achieved, and the Killing Capital doesn't matter now.

The blood-robed figure did not speak, his eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at Qiandaoliu, and then a huge hammer suddenly appeared in his hand, and suddenly bombarded Qiandaoliu in the air.

"Compared to Tang Chen, you are really worse than a beast!"

Qiandaoliu didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed straight towards the blood-robed figure!

"Boom!"

The giant hammer did not cause any hindrance to him, and even flew upside down without the control of the blood-robed figure due to his forward charge.

Before the blood-robed figure could summon his weapon again, a hand was already pressed against his face.

The next moment, a golden light filled the entire sky!

The source of light comes from the back of the head of the blood-robed figure!

"Ahh......h

The screams resounded throughout the sky at the same time, and the sound was terrifying, as if the evil ghosts of the Nine Shadows were howling.

In that golden light, a blood-red nine-headed bat phantom howled, fading away.

The light of the sea god can expel this hermitage beast, and the higher the grade, the better at purifying the evil angelic divine power, will only be faster and easier!

Under such circumstances, the results of the battle should have been expanded, but Qiandaoliu did not make any moves, just indifferently watched the blood-robed figure suddenly fall to the ground.

Sure enough, when the blood-robed figure landed in midair, it completely went against anyone's cognition and against the laws of reality to stop, and rushed to the position at the level of Qiandaoliu again at a faster speed!

The next moment, the blood-robed figure opened his eyes, and there was no trace of turbidity and solemnity.

On the contrary, it is full of nostalgia and bitterness.

The temperament of the whole person is not as domineering as the rumored impression of Qiandaoliu, but the whole person exudes a languishing and decadent from the inside out.

"Thank you, Big Brother Qian."

As the blood-robed figure spoke, he removed the hood from his head and the red cloth on his face, revealing his wrinkled, rugged face and messy pale beard.

It should be called him now, Tang Chen.

Surprisingly, Tang Chen was not a middle-aged man as described in the trajectory of fate, but an old man.

But in fact, it is very reasonable, Tang Chen and Qiandaoliu are actually only a few years apart in age, when Qiandaoliu is an old man with bright hair, Tang Chen will naturally not be much younger.

Extreme powerhouses and even Super Douluo were indeed able to fix their appearance at a certain age, but Tang Chen had disappeared for almost twenty years. In the past twenty years, his body has been under the control of the nine-headed bat, and looking at his messy hair and beard, you can see that the nine-headed bat obviously has no human aesthetics, and he is not very good at taking care of his image.

Therefore, it is normal to let his appearance grow old with time.

The familiar title made Qiandaoliu a little dazed, there was actually no problem with this title, he was a few years older than Tang Chen, and his identity was higher than Tang Chen, Tang Chen called him Brother Qian, he called Tang Chen Brother Chen, and they called each other like this for decades.

This is also part of the reason why he retreats many times, and the eldest brother always has to give way to the younger brother.

Suddenly, how many years have you not heard this name?

Not only twenty years, not only after Tang Chen disappeared, but after the two of them returned from Seagod Island, this title never appeared from Tang Chen's mouth again.

"Do you want to call me Big Brother now?"

After a moment, it was as indifferent as a stranger.

As soon as these words came out, Tang Chen was also a little dazed, and after a while, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Yes, now between the two, they can go back if they don't bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

He Tang Chen is not a person of that kind of character, he can admit his mistakes, but it is impossible to bow his head.

What's more, he bowed to the Wuhun Palace, which had refused to join the invitation many times and fought-for-tat.

"I just understand what you once told me, Big Brother Qian, about the gods.

"Thank you also for the kindness of Big Brother Qian for rescuing me from the control of that beast."

Self-deprecation is self-deprecation, but Tang Chen still bent down solemnly towards Qiandaoliu.

"No, I'm just saving you so that there is a break between us, in order to kill you better.

"A brute, there's no sense of accomplishment in killing."

Qiandaoliu's attitude is still indifferent.

Tang Chen was about to straighten up and paused.

In his memory, Qiandaoliu had never had such an indifferent and aggressive posture.

Not to mention, in the nearly twenty years since he was manipulated, he has been staying in the killing capital, and there are very few times when he can sober up and pay attention to the outside world, and Qiandaoliu's modesty and gentlemanly style seem to be just yesterday.

With such a big deviation, it is human nature to be stunned or even surprised.

"I've been manipulated for a long time, has anything happened in the meantime?" After straightening out his mind, Tang Chen straightened up with an inquiring look on his face.

"Haotian Sect has been destroyed, and the Martial Spirit Hall has been destroyed.

"You don't have any bloodline left now, except for an unknown monster."

Tang Chen's body trembled suddenly, leaving only silence in the air.

Maybe it was silence that wasn't the thing after all, and after a while, Tang Chen spoke again.

"What the hell is going on, can Brother Qian tell me?"

There was no sudden outburst of killing intent, only bitter inquiry.

"Ji'er was seriously injured in Tang Hao's hands, and died not long after.

"Of course, the main reason is not this, all of them are actually very complicated, strictly speaking, they are just victims of the manipulation of the gods.

"I also let Haotian Sect go at that time, and let them live for another six or seven years.

"After that, our Martial Spirit Hall wanted to change its style, and they became sacrifices.

"When we knocked on the door, we found out that Haotian Sect should have been destroyed a long time ago.

"Why do you say? The most outstanding successor of the Xuantian Sect. ”

Tang Chen's body trembled again.