"Who are they?"

Tang Chen also turned his head to look at the streamer in the sky.

"I'm a member of the Martial Spirit Palace."

There was a hint of pride in Qiandaoliu's tone.

"Are you sure? I don't remember that you have these powerhouses in the Martial Spirit Palace.

"Don't tell me about the newly promoted powerhouse, I know very well how many family backgrounds the Wuhun Hall has, how can these strong people appear in twenty years, there is a strong man who is similar to you, it is a manifestation of the deep fortune of your Wuhun Palace."

"Why do you always like to say things that don't match your inner mood?"

Qiandaoliu looked at the streamer and answered the question.

"I'm not you, there is a huge martial soul hall standing behind me without scruples, and you always have to think clearly about what you say and do."

Unlike the doubts in his words, a smile and trust appeared on Tang Chen's face.

There's no need to lie to him, is there?

Just as he believed that Qiandaoliu would definitely come to his rescue.

"Let's talk about it, where did these five strong people who can make me tremble from afar?"

With a wave of his hand, a boulder fell behind Tang Chen. With a boulder to lean on and rest for the time being, the old body also relaxed leisurely.

It seems that the anger and unwillingness just now are just illusions.

"Tell me what happened to you first, and I'll introduce you when they arrive."

Qiandaoliu withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky and turned to Tang Chen.

It's just that his eyes are still sad and joyless, as if he is looking at a stranger.

"You guessed it, didn't you?

"When my faith collapsed and I doubted God, the nine-headed beast took advantage of the situation and I became a puppet.

"Otherwise, with the ultimate strength, even if that beast has the help of the Shura God, I can still commit suicide.

"Reduced to an ignorant puppet, and a fallen, you know what I will choose."

"I don't know, for example, I didn't know that you would choose to inherit the divine exam."

"You don't need to blame me for this, I've known people for decades, when you tell me about the records of the gods in the Wuhun Palace, what do you want to do, I don't know yet?

"I just chose the path you don't want to accept."

Qiandaoliu got up from his chair and did not speak.

There is actually no need to refute this, voluntarily reduced to a puppet? The fact that they were able to sit together and talk now already explained Tang Chen's attitude.

Tang Chen didn't speak anymore and stood up.

The table, chair, and cup made of golden soul power turned into bits of golden light and dissipated into the air.

"Ancestor." Qiandaoliu saluted respectfully towards the blonde youth who had fallen.

It turned out that while he was talking, the streamer in the sky had arrived.

Qian Chongling glanced at Qiandaoliu, and then looked at Tang Chen beside Qiandaoliu.

A look of shock flashed across Tang Chen's face, he hesitated for a moment, and bowed down.

"I've seen my seniors."

Immediately after, he looked at Qiandaoliu.

"Which senior of the Martial Spirit Hall is this?"

I don't care if Qianzhongling is still on the side.

Qiandaoliu glanced at Tang Chen, "I told you, the Blood Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, the Qianzhong Ling Ancestor. ”

"What you said, the predecessor who was seriously injured by the gods, told the Wuhun Hall about the many secrets of the divine realm, and then fell into eternal sleep?"

This time it's really skeptical.

But Qiandaoliu didn't pay attention to Tang Chen, believe it or not.

Qian Chongling frowned and looked at the conversation and reaction of the two, and after a moment, he seemed to react to something, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

There are some things that don't have to be too clear.

In order to survive, he has no reason to say anything about these juniors, so he can only smile bitterly.

"And who are these?" After a while, Tang Chen seemed to have finally accepted the reality, and looked at the other people with a complicated look on his face.

"This one with the Pope's Crown is my eldest granddaughter Qianrenxue, the current Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace." Qiandaoliu pointed to Qianrenxue, who looked indifferent on the side.

He pointed to the side and looked at Tang Chen's Qian Ning Frost vigilantly.

"This is my second granddaughter, Qianningshuang."

"Although the soul power level of these two girls is not high, they give me the feeling that killing me is as easy as killing chickens.

"So don't make a fuss, I hugged Ji'er when I was a child, and with his talent that is not even as good as yours, he gave birth to two such excellent daughters?

"You have to consider the reality when you make up nonsense, even if it is only based on the level of soul power, it is impossible for your granddaughter to reach this level at her current age."

Tang Chen scoffed, he was not blind.

Qiandaoliu was still too lazy to speak.

After a while, I didn't see the two strong men refute it. Tang Chen scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, ignored the indifferent eyes of the sisters of the Qian family, and asked tentatively, "Is Qiandaoliu really your grandfather?" ”

Qianyue and Qianningshuang nodded.

Seeing this scene, Tang Chen immediately groped around his body, paused again, and looked at the sisters of the Thousand Family in embarrassment.

"I just got out of trouble, and I really don't have any good things on me, so I can't give you a meeting gift, I'm sorry."

It seems that he is really an ordinary old man who is embarrassed because he didn't bring gifts to his old friend's granddaughter.

"The Shura Blood Sword on your body is quite suitable." Qiandaoliu suddenly spoke.

"That's not going to work, I'll use it later." Tang Chen flatly refused.

"You have used a hammer all your life, what's the use of holding a broken sword?" Qiandaoliu disagreed.

A red blood sword suddenly appeared in Tang Chen's hand, and he looked at Qiandaoliu speechlessly.

"It's not a broken sword, it's an artifact."

"That's right." After thinking for a moment, Qiandaoliu nodded.

Although this sword is really not a super artifact in the hands of the Shura God, it is also an invisible divine weapon in the mortal world.

"What about these two god-level powerhouses?" Tang Chen turned his head to look at the blonde-haired girl and the silver-haired girl who were also looking at him vigilantly.

"The Golden Dragon King Gu Ningqiu and the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena are descendants of the Dragon God." Thousands of gossips are concise and to the point.

"With these five god-level powerhouses, your Martial Spirit Hall has really changed.

"Brother Qian, you don't have to take on the mission that would have died, do you?"

Tang Chen didn't ask who the dragon god was, he just turned his head to look at Qiandaoliu with a look of envy.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm asking them to kill you?" Qiandaoliu looked at Tang Chen seriously.

"You won't." Tang Chen's face was convinced.

The other five people present did not speak, but just watched the conversation between the two old men as if no one was around.

Today, the two of them are the protagonists.

"I know why they're here.

"From the moment I left the Killing Capital, the Shura God has severed any connection between me and the Killing Capital, and I can't tell you."

Tang Chen suddenly turned his head to look at the five of them, and he was also very clear about the conditions for the gods to descend.

Qiandaoliu told him back then.

"Of course, I'm not sure if the Shura God will be in the lower realm because of me, a divine examiner, so I still ask you to be careful."

"You're not strictly a divine examiner, you're just a container." Qian Chongling looked at Tang Chen thoughtfully.

"Containers? That's a good title for me who I used to be. Tang Chen nodded.

"What needs to be said has been said, and the preparations that need to be made have been made.

"Brother Qian, do you want to start now?"

Tang Chen turned his head to look at Qiandaoliu again.

"No, go to Poseidon Island, if you're the only one, I'm still bullying you too much now."

Only the voice was left floating in the air, and in the air, a streamer of light had already appeared and went straight to the direction of the ocean.