The Martial Spirit Hall is very powerful, and they are really powerful when they occupy the peak of the continent for 10,000 years.

This powerful person may not even come later, because the second half of their 10,000 years existed under the pressure of the divine realm.

The former doesn't know, and the latter doesn't know that's for sure.

A Shrek with Tang San's cover? Don't make trouble, with Tang San covered, he was almost beaten several times.

But this power is relatively speaking, it is built on the Divine Realm, and it doesn't really care much about the existence of the Martial Spirit Palace.

It's not that I don't care, it's just that the divine realm is not in a hurry.

For the gods, it was only a decade or so, and there was no need to be so impatient to destroy a mortal force.

If you can't wait too much, it will be too godless, so let's talk about the distribution of faith after the collapse of the Wuhun Palace.

Anyway, the Wuhun Hall can't run.

Otherwise, if you want to destroy the Martial Spirit Palace, there will be more than one Haotian Sect, and it may already be full of Haotian Sect.

It's not difficult to take a god test and get a few Super Douluo, and even the limit.

You don't even need to open the spiritual test, just let the priests in the various inheritance places go out and fight against the Martial Spirit Palace.

No matter how much the Wuhun Hall can fight, it will be the same for the gods.

Therefore, there is really no need for the gods to spend a lot of time or even layout in order to build a martial soul hall.

So, when did the Rakshasa set his sights on the Wuhun Palace, or Bibi Dong?

It's not that I've been eyeing it since birth, Rakshasa is not so idle.

And she had to throw the pot at her high priest.

It was precisely because of the operation of the Rakshasa High Priest that Bibi Dong entered the sight of the Rakshasa God.

There's no other purpose, just to do things for fun, and by the way, help Shura complete Shura's plan.

"Hahaha......" Rakshasa spread through the space with the help of Bibi Dong's laughter, and the laughter contained anger.

When you're having fun, it's not so pleasant to be fun.

From this point of view, she is not even more good than the ultimate pleasure people on the mainland.

She was really angry, and she couldn't help but be angry.

Everything that is thought to be calculated, and the chess pieces that think they are thinking have been calculating themselves in turn.

Who can experience this taste?

Even, in that angry laughter, there was a trace of panic that was not easy to detect.

- She can't go back......

She didn't know how the Martial Spirit Hall did this, but she couldn't even directly disconnect the passage and go back to the God Realm now.

Bibi Dong is still absorbing the energy of the Rakshasa and is getting stronger and stronger.

Outside the space, the golden crocodile who received the Thousand Streams Divine Thoughts threw the iron chain in his hand, along with the tools on the chain, in a certain direction.

Xiao Wu, who was called a tool, was forced to fly in the air, and looked at Tang San, who was already covered in blood on the ground and was lying on the ground looking up at the sky.

Between the interlaced glances, a sad and helpless one seemed to convey a message to save me.

And the other, only ecstasy, undisguised ecstasy.

"Xiao Wu! I drop lovers! He even instantly gained the strength to stand up and yell.

I don't know what he's ecstatic or what he's expecting.

Tang San himself didn't know.

He just felt that the situation was inexplicably familiar, so familiar that he wanted to laugh for a while.

It was all the large-scale encirclement and suppression of the Wuhun Palace, and he was in a desperate situation.

He can even fly into the sky and escape with Xiao Wu again.

And then cut off his own leg......

Then wait for the sacrifice.

Tang San himself was a little surprised, he was already a first-level god, what else did he need to sacrifice?

But he couldn't help but want this sacrifice.

As if he lacked such a sacrifice, he should have such a sacrifice.

It was as if he had been born to get this sacrifice.

Apparently he had already arranged many sacrifices.

It seems that he lacks such a soul ring.

Then a soul ring constructed by Xiao Wu.

Then Xiao Wu's response to this was at a loss......

"Sacrifice!" Tang San roared angrily.

Not knowing, but it didn't matter, he chose to act on his feelings.

That feeling has helped him too many times.

He felt once again that he should have the soul ring that Xiao Wu sacrificed, and if he obtained this soul ring, he would be extremely powerful.

It is so powerful that as long as this soul ring is sacrificed, no one can hurt him, and no one can say that he is not.

Everything will turn around him again!

Those people will once again worship him as a peerless man, and praise him as a perfect man.

So, sacrifice!

As if sensing Tang San's thoughts, Xiao Wu in the air changed to infatuation in a daze.

"Third brother!"

The red pillar of light unique to the sacrifice began to envelop Tang San.

Then it was forcibly cut off by a sword.

"What a sacrificial scene." The Thousand Frost that stepped out of the space was quite speechless.

That's really what kind of soul ring, right?

You can't miss this soul ring if you're a first-level god, you must eat a wave, right?

Tang San was stunned, and fell to the ground in despair.

And the space, as if opening its big mouth, forcibly swallowed the rabbit essence.

It seems that the rabbit spirit is no longer an excellent tool, but Qiandaoliu feels a little ready.

What if the rakshasa is cornered and blows himself up?

After all, it is still the Rakshasa who controls Bibi Dong's body on the surface.

Don't think it's impossible, blowing yourself up when you are cornered is the choice of most people.

God should be no exception.

Sure enough, with the appearance of the rabbit spirit, the eyes of the Rakshasa God lit up, and if she continued like this, she would be completely digested by Bibi Dong.

It's just that it's still in the same body, and she can't do anything.

Now that she is transferred, she can finally retain her strength, break through the net that Bibi Dong trapped her from the outside, and then break through the unknown means of Qiandaoliu.

Bibi Dong also realized something, and inadvertently left a gap.

So the rabbit spirit with a dazed face screamed in an instant.

The screams didn't last long, but only for a moment, and they stopped abruptly as if someone was choking them.

"This container is of good quality."

Rakshasa felt the ease brought by this body, and no one was comfortable when no one did anything, but it was a little ugly.

But it's not her body, and it doesn't matter if she's good or bad.

The body covered with purple and black lines looked at the original body, the body named Bibi Dong.

"You're going to pay the price for the calculating gods!" Rakshasa roared in anger as he set out to destroy the body and soul that he was now occupying.

She didn't want to have another sneak attack by Bibi Dong, how dangerous this Douluo Star looked at now.

Bibi Dong, who regained control of his body, clenched his fists, not bad, is this the power of the god level.

She didn't have the slightest discomfort about absorbing the power of the Rakshasa, and she who had already reached the ninth test of the Rakshasa was naturally compatible with the power of the Rakshasa just like herself.

There is no mental discomfort either, so the big Soul Eater Spider Emperor has devoured a person since he cultivated, and he is a little sorry for the name Soul Eater.

Devouring a part of a god is the name Soul Eater.

After this fight, he changed his name to the God Devouring Spider Emperor, and Bibi Dong made a happy decision in his heart.

Then the spider spear held up the scythe that had slashed at it.

The two forces collided with each other.

Bibi Dong stepped back a distance, it was normal, she couldn't do it before she could speak and suck the rakshasa dry.

Being able to absorb some of them is already the first in history.

So it's normal to be weaker than a rakshasa, and it's good that it's not even split in half by a scythe.

But she's more than one person.

She didn't have to insist on settling this grievance alone.

So she didn't have any opinion on the golden light that suddenly hit the back of the rakshasa.

Qiandaoliu doesn't have any special ideas, and the style of a gentleman doesn't mean that he likes a gentleman when he fights.

……

Outside the field, it was only a moment of amazement, and Tang San insisted on getting up again.

At the beginning, it seemed that the scene of their own side winning a big victory has become one of the few living people.

It's too late to grieve, and the next thing he should think about is to escape.

Although the Wuhun Hall will not kill him, but in the hands of the Wuhun Palace, the ghost knows what will happen to him.

He didn't think that the punishment of the Martial Spirit Hall would be much less than that of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect.

This trip to Wuhun City was far from his psychological expectations, but it wasn't all fruitless, at least a first-level god was gained, wasn't it?

Rounding off, the fourteen-year-old first-level god is also unprecedented!

He's still the first soul master!

As for past lives? Past lives are not counted as ages.

That monster that will never be seen again in history!

'Xiao Wu, I'm sorry, I believe that your soul will come to me, and I will resurrect you again. It's easy for me to resurrect now. ’

He believes that Xiao Wu's love for him will transcend space, life and death.

Anyway, the soul was sacrificed in his previous life, and it didn't take long for Xiao Wu's soul to block the gun for him again.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't appear, find someone who is beautiful and tall enough and has a strong enough bloodline, which is the reincarnation of his Xiao Wu.

It would be better to offer him a sacrifice.

As for someone to refute it, isn't it? He said who is who, who is who, who has his understanding of Xiao Wu?

Tang San looked at his surroundings, looking for a way to escape. He had to admit that the idea was very good, and he casually hung the name of Xiao Wu, but the reality was unlikely, and he had to rely on strength after all.

Who doesn't have the strength to think he's a thing.

For example, now, his strength is not good, and the Martial Spirit Hall didn't take him seriously, so he just threw him in place.

But it was a little hard for him to escape.

Tang San moved his gaze to Tang Wulin and Tang Xuanyu, who were still healing, and it was not impossible to blow themselves up and create chaos.

There is no need to worry about the self-explosion object, Tang Wulin can do it.

Looking at Tang San's vague gaze looking at him, Tang Wulin understood what Tang San was thinking.

If normal people want to escape in this environment, there is only one way to blow themselves up and create chaos.

He couldn't resist Tang San, and he couldn't refuse.

Moreover, what is the point of living this life that is a joke from beginning to end. ’

A wry smile appeared on Tang Wulin's face, and the first-level divine energy that had been forcibly stuffed in his body had already fluctuated violently under his own mobilization.

In other words, Tang San manipulated him and mobilized.

'But as this Wuhun Hall said, you still take yourself too seriously! ’

A touch of red light burst out from Tang Wulin's eyes.

He can't control his body himself, so it's over to someone else to control and cancel each other out?!

The so-called second-generation Shura God should not refuse his request!

It's not complicated how to get in touch, the Shura God can help him transform his martial soul, and he can naturally also contact the Shura clone when it occasionally appears outside Tang San's body.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?" Sure enough, the next moment, a blood-colored energy appeared in Tang Wulin's mind.

And the energy of the riot in his body also came to an abrupt halt.

The Shura God never minded watching Tang San have fun, and he was happy to help with this.

"Just control my body and absorb the cultivation and energy in his body." Tang Wulin's divine sense was concise and to the point.

Killing Tang San, the god, may not agree, but I believe that by absorbing energy, the Shura God will help.

The god Shura should not lack the means to absorb the cultivation of others, and he is not lacking either.

After all, in his era, the way to judge the evil soul master is a kind heart.

It's very metaphysical, for example, he has never lacked ways to absorb other life forms to cultivate for promotion, but in the eyes of all parties, he has nothing to do with the evil soul master.

Even if he absorbs the vitality and cultivation of others in front of the whole world.

He seemed to be really unqualified to say anything about Tang San's father.

It's just the same lineage.

Maybe I can't see myself for what I am, but it's okay if I can't see clearly. ’

Completely giving up the control of his body, Tang Wulin fell into thought.

Before people die, there will always be a marquee for their lives.

"What are you doing?!" Tang Wulin's reaction naturally couldn't escape Tang San's perception, he instantly turned his head and questioned hoarsely.

- Because of the energy riot in Tang Wulin's body, the powerhouses of the Martial Spirit Hall have been attracted and turned their eyes away.

A moment later, the ending may be completely different!

Then looking at Tang Wulin's completely different temperament from before, he also understood something.

Knock on the Shura god of Nyima!

Then he saw "Tang Wulin" stretch out his hand.

Familiar taste, familiar Xuantian Gong, familiar mode of operation.

What is unfamiliar is the feeling of loss of energy in the body and soul.

"Ahh......h

"My strength, my cultivation!"

"Tang Wulin" had no emotional fluctuations about this, and casually threw out a sword to stop the Martial Spirit Hall for a moment.

It is the same source of power, and it is also the same Xuantian Gong, and it can't absorb things in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, "Tang Wulin" put a blood-colored divine power on Tang San and Tang Xuanyu.

has already helped Tang Wulin take revenge, and the next thing should be his own business.

It's really impossible to kill Tang San, he still counts on getting some information from Tang San about the mastermind behind the scenes.

But it is impossible for Tang San to really fall into the hands of the Martial Soul Palace, when the Martial Soul Hall throws Tang San into the blood prison, how to find out who is behind the scenes.

He also saw that the mastermind behind the scenes had a very low control over reality, and could only influence the control through some of the chess pieces.

If Tang San is really locked up, maybe the mastermind behind the scenes will also be numb himself.

He believed that the Martial Soul Hall also thought the same, so he should give the Martial Soul Hall a reason why he couldn't catch Tang San for the time being.

Sure enough, a sword ghost that swung out casually knew why he could stop the strong man of the Martial Spirit Hall for so long, and he had to wait until the self-explosion was unstoppable before he solved the sword mang.

"Boom!"

The mushroom cloud rose in the sealed space, but left a black spatial crack that had exploded by the god level in its place.

Tang San and Tang Xuanyu were nowhere to be found.

Tang Wulin, looking at the power of the explosion, he probably didn't even have his soul.

(End of chapter)