Artifact fragments fell from the sky, and Qiandaoliu watched the scene without a trace of emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

The sword in the right hand is centered on itself and draws a circle in the air.

It didn't seem to make any sense, the tip of the sword just walked in a circle in the air, leaving no traces.

The huge angelic phantom behind him also made a circle with the flaming greatsword in his hand.

Again, it didn't seem to make any sense, not even the heat left in the air.

The debris that should fly is flying, and the waves that should be raging are still raging.

But it seems to make sense.

The nine bright red soul rings behind Qiandaoliu's head disappeared, or rather, they gradually merged and condensed.

Eventually, only a golden ring was left floating behind the head.

Gold is incomparably noble.

A peculiar soul ring?

No, it's the Divine Ring.

It represents the divine ring of God.

The angel phantom behind him suddenly appeared with a huge aura behind his head!

There is no golden lotus from the earth, and there is no hymn to sing.

But it silences all things.

He himself seemed to have disappeared into heaven and earth, only an ethereal phantom.

Simple, without any waves, he finished this battle.

- Became a god.

……

The finale of the soul guide drama must have such a happy ending.

"Can I take a look?" On the island, hideous monsters lie flat on the dry ground, and a slightly fishy sea breeze blows through the tip of their noses.

It's an island that even a fish can't touch.

Because of the big battle just now, probably no fish dared to come over.

Dead fish are all over the island.

The monsters lying on the ground were dying, just like the struggling fish.

No, at least she didn't flutter and struggle.

The sea snakes that had wriggled and fluttered around their heads had disappeared, leaving only a pale and dull hair, which was even falling out.

The rest of the monster's features didn't disappear, but the scales fell off, and the skin looked extremely old.

Her entire body emitted a scent similar to that of a sea creature before it died.

But the two people next to him didn't dislike it.

An old man who was dying of age was picking her up and making her lie down more comfortably.

It's just that the old man is also obviously not physically strong, or rather, he is dying. Lifted her head several times, only to fall between her hands.

It's hard to say whether I feel sorry for this person, or if I want to kill her sooner.

"Can you stop moving, let me take a good look." This act of hurting more than helping finally made the old woman scold angrily.

The old man who was kneeling beside him showed a hint of embarrassment on his twilight face.

Then he turned his head to look at the young man in front of them, and his eyes were asking for help.

It was a young man with blonde hair fluttering in the wind and swords and eyebrows.

Even younger than when he set foot on Poseidon Island.

But there is no vigor of the year, only the vicissitudes of life remain.

Qiandaoliu finally took a step, bent down, and helped the old woman up so that she could lie down more comfortably.

"Can you show me?" The old woman lost the crazy hatred at the beginning, and her old and cloudy eyes revealed a hint of girlish joy and excitement.

"Okay." Qiandaoliu smiled helplessly, and the ring on the back of his head resurfaced.

"I'm really envious, I didn't expect that the last one to take this step was the least likely you, it seems that I chose the wrong one back then."

The envious look on the faces of the old woman and the old man was revealed.

"You know why I called you a coward, right?" The old man was envious, his eyes rolled, as if he remembered something, and he opened his mouth proudly with a hint of resentment.

"I know, but you all know that I'm the least likely one.

"Whether you become a god or choose."

With a wave of his hand again, two armchairs appeared on the ground, and Qiandaoliu helped the old woman to the chairs.

"I don't need your help, I'll do it myself!" When Qiandaoliu stretched out his hand to the old man, the old man decisively slapped his hand away.

However, he didn't stand up in the end, and could only look at Qiandaoliu for help.

"Continue to be proud, don't you still trouble me in the end." While Qiandaoliu helped Tang Chen up, mockery also blurted out.

"Aowan found out that there were too many things to trouble you in the end, I didn't bother to remember, and I didn't feel ashamed." Tang Chen disagreed.

"Okay." Tang Chen still sat on the chair.

"You're such a coward if you want me to say." The old woman, who had been rested, was still scolding.

"Two people, one is a man who has a full house of children and grandchildren, and has more than one wife and concubine;

"One is a gentleman who has not yet started a family and has a good demeanor.

"But if this woman is not cerebral palsy, she knows how to choose!"

……

The old woman was still scolding, but the old man and the young man were just smiling awkwardly.

This is an obvious thing, Qianxun is actually only five or six years older than Tang Hao.

But Tang Hao should be called Uncle Qianxun, and even Tang Hao is Tang Chen's second grandson.

"But you can't choose me, either for your own interests and future, or for the gods and forces behind you.

"I can't either."

It wasn't until the old woman finished scolding that Qiandaoliu considered speaking.

"Yes, it's impossible, the fate has been decided a long time ago." The old woman also looked up and sighed, but her voice changed in an instant.

"But that doesn't stop me from thinking you're a coward."

"Yes, if I were you, it would be a big deal to overthrow Poseidon Island, a big deal to lose the Martial Spirit Palace, and a big deal to die together!"

Tang Chen was also on the side to help.

Obviously they are the losers, but now they are counting thousands of streams like winners.

Qiandaoliu only suffered, and only after the two of them finished scolding did he speak: "But I'm not you." ”

"yes, you're not me." Tang Chen nodded briskly.

The topic seemed to be over, and the three of them just looked at each other, leaving the sea breeze blowing.

"Actually, it seems that we don't have to fight." After a long time, Qiandaoliu started the topic again.

"Shut up if you don't have anything to say, the cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion, you dare to say that Xixi is like this, without the credit of your Wuhun Palace?"

Tang Chen scolded with a smile.

"I did it in the Martial Spirit Palace, so what?" Qiandaoliu readily admitted that it was no problem for his granddaughter to take the blame by herself.

"No, it's pretty good." The old woman spoke.

"Also, don't call me Sissy, it's disgusting, I didn't like the name Bo Saixi in the first place.

"Just as I don't like that obscene and disgusting god.

"I became a monster, and it was worth the price to replace him with his death."

The old woman turned her head towards Tang Chen and began to curse, and then turned her head to look at Qiandaoliu.

"Now that you have become a god, can you change my martial soul?

"I don't want to die against this disgusting martial spirit, so let's change it to Haiyan."

"I'm afraid not, some martial spirits will cost a lot even if they change their gods." Qiandaoliu looked at the old woman seriously.

"Then you do it, I'll pay the price for you.

"But you can help me recover first."

The old woman suddenly straightened up from her chair.

Qiandaoliu did not refuse, and a golden soul power was sent into the old woman's body.

"This was originally prepared for myself, and I have to thank Old Man Tang for giving me the ancient book of Xuantian Sect of Laoshizi."

The old woman told as she made her handprints.

The trident, which had been shattered all over the sea, suddenly floated up from the endless ocean.

"I didn't have any chances, and I didn't dare to have any ideas. But the sudden death of the Poseidon allowed me to successfully arrange these calmly on Poseidon Island. ”

The trident, which was full of cracks, came to the trio.

And the old woman was already foaming at the mouth.

"Now, what's inside the Trident." She stared at Qiandaoliu.

Still did not refuse, and Qiandaoliu put on the tattered trident.

The next moment, on the distant Seagod Island, it was suddenly enveloped by a strange array, and endless wails and strange cries came from inside.

"A god's dojo is a sacrifice, and it should be enough for a limit to break through to the god level.

"Now, it's yours.

"But you have to take some of it and help me change my martial spirit."

The red rays soared into the sky from the distant island of the Kraken and then suddenly fell to the island.

It fell to Qiandaoliu.

"The Evil Soul Master's way of making you more sophisticated, and it can be regarded as a win for us to win a game from you."

Tang Chen looked at this scene and smiled.

Qiandaoliu didn't speak, but came to the old woman with a red mang, and stretched out her hand.

"By the way, promise me one thing, okay?" Looking at the old woman shrouded in golden light, Tang Chen thought for a moment and spoke again to Qiandaoliu.

"Say."

"When you're going to deal with that 10,000-year-old evil soul master, torture him for a while, and then tell him.

"My Tang family, my Haotian Sect, is not his background board, it is not for him!!"

Suddenly, there was a mortal roaring like an angry man.

"You guessed it?" Qiandaowan turned his head and looked at the old man with all his beard.

"What's so hard to guess about this, the 10,000-year-old evil soul master, is it possible that there is no god realm?

"Thinking about the origin of my Tang family again, it's easy to guess."

"Okay, I promise you."