I am a child of the Tang Sect, and I can obviously enjoy all the honors in this world.

I have a younger sister with whom I grew up on good terms, but at some point, she left me.

I could have dominated the world and used my advantages to become a public eye, but now, I am already unknown to everyone, and I am not much better than passers-by.

My father was a hidden peerless powerhouse, but he abandoned all his dignity for the sake of one person, completely surrendered to the Wuhun Palace, a former enemy, and became cold to me.

I've been fighting here for an unknown amount of time for that man's nonsense, my mind has long been buried by killing, and my will is constantly being destroyed, but I can't find a way out.

Why am I like this?

It's all because of you!

Tang San roared hysterically, picked up the Haotian Hammer in his hand, and swung it hard, smashing the opponent in front of him directly into a pulp lake.

His eyes were red, and he looked at the other opponents around him, he couldn't see the image of these people clearly, but in Tang San's eyes, the image of these people was very unified, that is...

Cold Tide Moon.

In countless nights of torture, Tang San recalled his current situation and past countless times.

It's been a mess all these years. Like a pendant-like life, the negative emotions in my heart continue to amplify. And the more he thought about it, Tang San suddenly understood what it meant to cut meat with a soft knife, how that woman who had committed a heinous crime but always maintained a smiling face had castrated herself step by step into her current appearance.

Although nothing happened, it had subtly reached the point of betrayal and separation.

Originally, Tang San could endure such a situation, but in the Killing Capital, all the negative emotions were infinitely magnified, and Tang San finally realized the root of all this he was now.

"Congratulations, King Shura, you have passed the test of the Killing Capital." After Tang San had killed all the enemies, the figure of the King of Slaughter also emerged.

Tang San's eyes were cold, and he didn't pretend to the person in front of him: "So you can let me go to Hell Road?"

The Killing King nodded, "Of course."

If it was the previous King of Killing, then he still had to look forward and backward, and now that he had obeyed Leng Xiyue, then he no longer needed to worry about others obtaining the God Killing Realm.

What's more, Tang San is still her little brother.

Seeing that Tang San's mental state was not good, the King of Slaughter directly opened the teleportation channel to the Hell Road.

Coming to Hell Road, Tang San moved forward quickly, completely ignoring his life and death here.

Now the threat of Hell Road is much smaller, or not at all, it hasn't been long since Leng Xiyue and them cleared the level, the bat swarm has not yet re-emerged, and there is no suitable replacement for the ten Sun Snakes that are the bosses at the bottom of the level, plus Tang San's nepotism, the King of Killing is too lazy to embarrass him.

There was no other burden, with the help of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang San easily came to the exit of the Hell Road.

Tang San didn't have any waves in his heart, looked at the light gate in front of him, and walked in without hesitation.

Then his consciousness sank into nothingness.

In the dark, he seemed to hear two voices talking.

？？？ "Rakshasa, is this one of the first people Shura invited? It does seem to be extraordinary, but you should understand that with his strength he cannot fight against the person chosen by the Shura God."

The Rakshasa God said humbly: "Lord Destruction, Tang San, I have also observed this son for a period of time, and it was originally regarded as an infinite scenery all the way, but he was deprived of the opportunity, like the 100,000-year-old soft bone charm rabbit family, it should have been his soul ring soul bone, but it was just cut off by that little ***."

can be treated so respectfully by the rakshasas, and he is a big man in the divine realm, and he is dissatisfied with the god of Shura, and there is only the god of destruction who is also the god king.

Hearing Rakshasa's words, the God of Destruction simply sneered, "So what else is left? What kind of Xuantian Gong is this? Or those so-called secret weapons, do you think that his kind of waste can help us fight against the factions of the Shura God and the Sea God on this continent?

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Hearing this, Tang San only felt extremely angry, Tang Men was his reborn parent, no matter who it was, insulting Tang Men deserved to die!

"You see, he's still not happy about this, with all due respect, your plan won't work at all, if you want to, you might as well use him yourself, such a high-eyed and low-handed person, don't think about pulling us into the water." The God of Destruction scoffed.

"What did you say?" Tang San got up angrily and glared at the God of Destruction who had been taunting him.

"What am I saying wrong? I read your memory—how can a hypocrite who has now betrayed his relatives be my eagle dog and turn the tables in this adversity?" The God of Destruction leaned in front of Tang San, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Poor and pathetic clown, who has lived under the control of others all his life, was deceived and betrayed by his parents without knowing it, if I were you, I am afraid I would have chosen to die a long time ago."

"That's enough!" Tang San cupped his head, unwilling to recall those pasts.

"Hehe, you can only do this, if I were you, I would remember today's hatred and work hard to kill me as my life's goal, if so, I will also think highly of you." The taunts of the God of Destruction continued.

The unbearable memories of the past continue to surface in my mind, when I was in the Tang Sect, except for the elders who picked up themselves and came back, everyone regarded themselves as a waste, and they were also disciples of the outer sect, but they unconditionally treated themselves as slaves, and the slightest disobedience was either beaten or scolded.

The elders of the Tang Sect will not have any sympathy for themselves, all kinds of nepotism are intertwined, even if their own efforts make the secret weapons of the Tang Sect far more sophisticated than other outer disciples, they will not get the slightest return, because no one is willing to carry themselves, even if they make the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus, this has not changed in the slightest.

After being reborn, what greeted him after waking up was Tang Hao's hot father's love, this hot father's love lasted for three years, and now looking back, Tang San didn't know how he endured it.

Xiao Wu can be called a light in his life at that time, but this light only existed for six years, and after that, it was abducted by Leng Xiyue's gang.

And after that?

Tang San has lived to the present without any sense of existence.

Looking back on this time, Tang San only felt that his nearly fifty years had been in vain.

He didn't have to live for anyone.

There is no need to continue to live like this.

And now, Tang San felt that he had awakened.

And the opportunity to help me change completely is not far away, or rather, it is just around the corner.

The God of Destruction looked at Tang San playfully, and Tang San's performance was not beyond his expectations.

Looking at the big man from the God Realm in front of him, Tang San knew that this might be the biggest turning point in his life, whether he could hold a thigh or not was all up to now.

[In view of the general environment,

He fell to his knees, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully:

"If the public does not abandon it, I wish to worship as my righteous father!"