Yu Xiaogang got out of the wheelchair, without any suspense, face down, and had a close contact with the ground.

With a pop, the bridge of the nose bone was directly broken, and blood gushed wildly.

His face was also swollen and bruised, and a large piece of skin had been shed, and it was bloody.

Tang San couldn't help but run in front of Yu Xiaogang, and he had already stretched out his hands, wanting to help Yu Xiaogang up.

But when he bent down to help him up.

Tang San's hand stayed in mid-air.

He's still not convinced.

The content of the fourth god of the Rakshasa God test, abusing Yu Xiaogang, is a very perverted kind.

Perhaps this is also contained in it.

"I'm sorry, you're left to fend for yourself here.

Don't blame me, just blame the Rakshasa for such a perverted god test content! ”

Tang San said to Yu Xiaogang, a look of apology on his face.

"No, there can't be any apologies, in this way, the Rakshasa god will be angry!"

Tang San suddenly thought of this again, his face full of apologies suddenly became gloomy and became very evil.

"Yu Xiaogang, actually, you haven't helped me much in my cultivation over the years.

Your so-called martial soul theories are just your own blind beeping, and they are of no use to me at all.

Do you know? ”

Tang San suddenly changed his attitude, snorted, spat at Yu Xiaogang's face, and said:

"Yu Xiaogang, you said, there is no waste martial soul, only a waste soul master, you really have the fucking face to say it.

Isn't your own martial soul the waste martial soul Luo Sancannon mutated into the blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex?

After so many years, Dean Flender, who is listening to your age, has broken through to the seventy-eighth level of Soul Saint.

You're still a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master.

It stands to reason that you are the most cultivated soul master in the Douluo Continent, how come you will never be able to break through to level 30.

Min, I feel that you are misleading people's children, and I have been delayed by you. ”

The more Tang San thought about it, the more angry he became, and kicked it towards Yu Xiaogang's Kun Kun.

The sound of chickens flying and eggs beating sounded.

Yu Xiaogang was woken up by the pain, rolled over, rolled his eyes again, and fainted.

His face was pale, and he was covered in cold sweat.

"I, Tang San, carry so many hole cards from the Tang Sect, as well as twin martial spirits, and a Super Douluo Daddy Tang Hao.

Who has such an advantage as me?

It stands to reason that I am the most demonic genius on the Douluo Continent.

However, because of your delay, I am lagging behind, who do you want me to settle this account? ”

Tang San said, kicking out again, kicking Yu Xiaogang's body.

Let the latter completely become an incomplete and incompetent person, even worse than Tang San himself.

"Jiang Ye, he is just a single martial soul, and his only advantage is that he has joined the Martial Spirit Palace.

But the cultivation resources of my Haotian Sect are no worse than those of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Jiang Ye is a single martial soul, and he can reach the title Douluo at my age.

My twin martial souls, with my talent, with my ability to obtain the Rakshasa God Rank inheritance qualification, I should reach the Title Douluo one step ahead of him.

But why, my soul power is so much worse than Jiang Ye, you say, why? ”

Tang San punched Yu Xiaogang in the face.

Subsequently, while beating frantically, he was doing the thing of exterminating the ancestors of the jockey.

After a while, Yu Xiaogang was tortured to the point that he couldn't figure it.

Tang San stopped.

This time he abused Yu Xiaogang, and he was so perverted that he couldn't do more.

"Haha, yes, yes, yes, it's worthy of being the inheritor of my Rakshasa God!"

After rescuing Tang San and stopping abusing Yu Xiaogang, there was an eerie and terrifying laugh in his mind.

Then, a black qi gushed out from Tang San's body.

In front of Tang San, he gradually changed into a person.

It was a woman, wrapped in black qi, looking eerie and terrifying, and the evil and dark aura that emanated made Tang San couldn't help but tremble.

"Rakshasa God!"

After Tang San saw the person who was coming, he let out a pop and knelt down directly.

Hit your knees and your hands and head.

The Rakshasa God kowtowed several times, and the ground sounded Peng Pengpeng.

The bag was knocked out of his forehead, and he was even bleeding.

"Well, that's good, congratulations, Tang San, you didn't disappoint me.

This time, I'll let you pass the Fourth God Exam!

The reward is a level 3 soul power and a god-given soul ring! ”

The eerie words of the Rakshasa God echoed through the room.

"Tang San, I hope you will improve your strength as soon as possible and become a god as soon as possible, when the time comes, I need you to help me eradicate dissidents."

After saying this, the Rakshasa God didn't wait for Tang San to reply, and his figure disappeared into the room in an instant.

It's like you've never been here.

"Respected Rakshasa God, I will definitely work hard.

As long as you make me a new generation of Rakshasa gods, you can let me do anything.

When the time comes, even if you ask me to destroy my Haotian Sect, it's not impossible! ”

The remnants of the Rakshasa God in Tang San's body couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

This kid, in order to improve his strength, in order to obtain the Rakshasa God Position, did he dare to destroy his own sect?

Let him kill Tang Hao, I'm afraid he will do it too.

If the ancestors of the Tang family knew about it, I am afraid that they would have to climb out of the coffin board and destroy this unscrupulous descendant.

The Rakshasa God disappeared, and Tang San's fourth god exam was completed.

At this time, in the void in front of Tang San, there was a god-given soul ring suspended.

He beckoned, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to absorb the soul ring.

The third-level soul power of the reward, he had already felt it.

The previous soul power had reached level sixty-seven, and after obtaining the third-level soul power, it had already reached level seventy.

Tang San's face showed excitement and he began to absorb the soul ring.

After half a day, Tang San was on the verge of collapse several times.

Finally, when his body was almost bursting, he successfully absorbed this god-given soul ring.

"Hahaha, I finally broke through to the Soul Saint, and my soul power has reached the seventy-first level.

Hahaha, I'm such a genius! ”

After Tang San finished absorbing the soul ring, he laughed out loud unscrupulously.

Subsequently, he released the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul and Soul Ring.

A circle of soul rings rose from underfoot.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black.

Seven Soul Rings.

For the vast majority of his peers, Tang San's talent is really good.

After all, his fourth soul ring was at the 10,000-year level.

But compared with ginger leaves of the same age, he is far behind.

Also twenty years old.

Jiang Ye's soul power has now reached level ninety-four.

The soul ring ratio is: black, black, black, black, black, red, crimson, crimson, and gold.

It is the existence of no one on the Douluo Continent who has never been seen before or since.

"Humph!"

After venting the joy in his heart, Tang San turned his head to look at Yu Xiaogang, who was still dizzy, and snorted coldly.

With a look of disgust, he walked out of the cultivation place.

Tell some ordinary disciples to deal with it.

Now, Yu Xiaogang was covered in disgusting dirt, and he didn't want to help clean it up.

Although those dirty things were all made by him Tang San.

But now, he is a twenty-year-old soul saint.

And Yu Xiaogang has become a wasted person.

To help the other party clean up, it's very cheap.