From the early morning when the sun rises to the middle of the day.

Tang San had finally absorbed the two soul bones.

Slowly getting up, Tang San clenched his fists, feeling the soul power that was now active and full in his body, a smile appeared on Tang San's face.

Absorbed two soul bones, although they were both soul bones that had been inherited for I don't know how many years, they still raised Tang San's soul power level by two levels.

brought his soul power level to fifty-three.

The most important thing was that Tang San could clearly feel his life origin, and with the absorption of these two soul bones, it had strengthened a lot!

It can only be said that it is worthy of seventy or eighty thousand years of soul bones!

Tang San sighed with emotion in his heart, and once again strengthened his thoughts.

What I did was right, absorbing these two soul bones was a real way to enhance my own heritage and strength.

If he really returned it to Haotian Sect according to what his father said, then he was afraid that he would have to waste it for a while.

In that case, it won't be until the Year of the Monkey that I can have the capital to compete with that Chen Zhe dog thief?

Tang San smiled slightly, and with satisfaction, he once again tidied up Tang Hao's cemetery, kowtowed to him a few times, and comforted his spirit in the sky.

Then, he kept the location of this place in mind, thinking that when he would complete his miracles, he would take off the heads of Chen Zhe and Dugu Bo, and come here to pay tribute to Tang Hao.

After doing all this, Tang San turned around and was about to leave.

Where he was going to go after that, he hadn't figured out yet.

But now he is going to go back to the Holy Soul Village first, and find the cave in Tang Hao's mouth first.

There was his mother, Ah Yin, and the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor soul bone.

Taking a light breath, Tang San's mood became bad again.

He remembered his right leg bone again.

This piece of soul bone that made him feel very lucky for a while, it was the Chosen One, and now it was nothing compared to the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone!

Abandon!

It's a pity that there is no secret art of bone replacement in this world······

Just as he was thinking about these miscellaneous things, Tang San's face suddenly turned pale, his figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared between the trees.

Hidden.

He felt it, and several unfamiliar breaths were slowly approaching in his direction.

Even though he was still separated by the woods, with the sensory enhancement that the ubiquitous Blue Silver Grass brought to him, Tang San could still easily perceive the evil and crazy taste that was carried in these few breaths.

It's a soul master, and it's not a good stubble!

Tang San hid among the trees, and his own aura blended well into the blue silver grass everywhere.

Becomes inconspicuous.

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"Lord Ziguang, I didn't find anything abnormal, and the aura I felt earlier has disappeared."

I don't know how long it took, a subtle voice came into Tang San's ears.

There was another sound of rustling, the sound of people's clothes rubbing against leaves.

After a while, a group of five people finally came into Tang San's eyes, and at the same time, another indifferent voice came again: "Blood Ming, the strange aura you noticed before, is it really here?"

The one who spoke was led by a middle-aged man with a thin figure.

….

A blood-colored robe of the same style for five people, but with more complicated and delicate purple patterns than the other four.

The appearance is ordinary, the kind of ordinariness that can't be found in the crowd.

But his eyes were as sharp as knives, shining with a chilling glow.

Tang San's heart sank when he saw it, and he quickly looked away.

This kind of person has the most acute perception, and at such a close distance, Tang San is not sure that the voyeur will not be discovered by him.

can only rely on the ubiquitous blue silver grass to continue to spy on the movements of several people.

Hearing the question of the middle-aged man at the head, a short man beside him who was also thin was one

A fierce spirit, hurriedly swore an oath, and said, "Absolutely, Lord Ziguang, you have to believe me, my perception will not be wrong, absolutely not wrong!"

His tone was flustered and hurried, as if he was worried that if he answered too late, he would encounter some terrible danger.

He is the Soul Senser of a group of people.

It was because when he passed not far away before, he noticed that there was something strange in this direction, as if some treasure had been born, so he reminded the purple light led by him and brought everyone over to take a look.

But at this time, they finally saw Tang Hao's tombstone.

Blood Ming's eyes lit up immediately, and he pointed to the wooden tombstone that had obviously just been erected, and said to Ziguang: "Lord Ziguang, look, there is really something, this tombstone is newly erected!"

His companions had apparently seen it as well, and several of them slowly approached and saw a few words on it.

Father, Tang Hao's tomb.

Tang San, who was secretly breathing, was hiding more carefully, and didn't dare to move.

A bad feeling rose in my heart.

The blood-clad five were also silent at this time, apparently sensing something.

After a long while, there was still no movement around, but the purple light laughed loudly, and the voice of the desert spread throughout the entire surroundings:

"Did you come out on your own, or did this seat pull you out?"

Tang San held his breath and was unmoved.

There was silence again, and Xueming and the others didn't dare to breathe at this time, for fear that the moody purple light would burn their anger on themselves.

Finally, after a few more minutes of silence, Ziguang's gaze shifted slightly, looking in one direction in the forest.

「······」

Tang San felt as if he had a gaze as sharp as a knife, and he was focused on his body.

He also turned his gaze slightly, looking towards them, and through the heavy leaves, he seemed to meet the indifferent gaze of Ziguang.

Tang San felt that his heartbeat had missed half a beat.

「······」

After a long time, Tang San's figure slowly walked out from among the trees, looking at the five people opposite him vigilantly.

Although he couldn't see their specific strength clearly, Tang San knew that none of these people were weaker than himself.

They are all strong people above the Soul King!

As soon as he thought that Tang Hao had just died, and now that his bones were still cold, he was in front of his tomb, he had encountered such a strong enemy, and his future was uncertain, Tang San's heart swelled with a sad and childish emotion.

"Boy, who are you? What are you doing here?"

Ziguang looked at Tang San, who was under low air pressure with great interest, as if he had died of his own father, and asked in an indifferent tone.

「······ Tang Yin." Tang San replied.

"······ here" Tang San looked at Tang Hao's tombstone and said, "Bury my father."

In just two sentences, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation, but the interest in Ziguang's eyes became even stronger.

He looked at Tang San's handsome face, licked his dry lips, and said, "You're not afraid of me?"

Tang San's body stiffened.

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