The Seventh Elder stood in Tang Zhen's bedroom, his body trembling imperceptibly, but his voice was full of determination.

"Sect Master! Let's fight! Li'er is dead, and the old man has no hope at this age, so it is better to fight a fish and die and break the net, so that the Wuhun Hall knows what Haotian is not humiliated! ”

Tang Zhen on the hospital bed did not have the domineering spirit of the first sect master in the world in the past, he just said softly:

"Ahem... Cough... If you don't understand, if you don't have it, you can't have a chance of winning. ”

At the same time, the Seven Elders' long-standing grievances, sorrows, and anger erupted together, and they scolded bitterly:

"Sect Master! You've changed! You've become a coward!

Step back a little today! Step back a little tomorrow! Well, now that we have returned to the ancestral land, there is no way to retreat!

On the way back, the overall situation is important today, and the overall situation is still important tomorrow?!? Change the soup without changing the medicine!

There is also something to say in the soul master world, what sect are we? The world's first Haotian Sect! The people we retreated from were all soul masters who were holding the Haotian Hammer, dominating the world and crushing the same level.

You told us to retreat?

What level is our Haotian Sect? Tang Zhen! Suzerain! You are the only Titled Douluo in the sect who is still shouting to retreat, can we really retreat? Can't retreat!

Every time you take a step back, not only the face, but also the lives of those soul masters who have left the sect and have not returned!

Where do you want to go down? We have already arrived at the ancestral land, where else can we retreat? Leaving behind the four single-attribute clans, leaving behind the side branches of Haotian Sect, who will be left behind?

Direct disciples? There's no way back, sect master!

Do you want to wag your tail at the Martial Spirit Hall and beg for mercy, and thank God for the opportunity to kneel for us? Do you really want to lose your face?

We, from the very beginning, were wrong!

I kind of understand, the trouble in our Haotian Sect is not outside, not the Martial Spirit Palace, but in your Tang Zhen, in the sect master, your family! Bear with me here today, bear with me tomorrow, in the end! How long will it take to endure it? Will we endure until we die without a place to be buried?! ”

The Seven Elders danced excitedly, pointing at Tang Zhen with their hands:

"You! The sect master of Haotian Sect, the dignified title Douluo! Born a good pair of sons! What a majestic gesture! How can you understand the suffering of our ordinary people!

It's clear that we can't beat it, even if it's a loss, but what is the reason for the crooked ways of the evil sects like Haotian Sect and Wuhun Palace.

Just pope, if we kill it, we will kill it.

Our Haotian Sect, whoever has a hard hammer is the truth!

Why return! Return it to whom!

As the sect master of Haotian Sect, how can you be cowardly like this!

And your good son too, promoted at the age of 44, the youngest Title Douluo in the history of the mainland, a 100,000-year soul ring, killed the Pope of the Wuhun Palace, and broke through such a great prestige! Such a catastrophe has been committed!

But now! Where is he?!

I won't even let him give those disciples their lives, but at least, I want him to stand with us!

The result?! He hasn't returned to the sect now, and he doesn't know where he is happy!

Could it be that your sect master inherited the 'Haotian Nine Decisions' in one line, relying on the word 'soft'?

The old man has a lot of knowledge, but the old man tells you! The old man would rather die standing than live on his knees! ”

The seventh elder brushed his sleeves away after scolding, and Tang Zhen's cough on the hospital bed became even heavier.

"Xiao'er, do you think so too? Cough... Ahem..."

"Back to my father, I also think that being beaten to death by Brother Hao, who has just been promoted to the title, is just a waste pope, and it is not worth our concessions.

If you organize a counterattack at the beginning, it will definitely not be as one-sided as it is now, and at least you can bite off a piece of meat in the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

Tang Zhen stiffened his body and straightened up, his eyes were as secretive as deep.

"It is permissible to fight between man and man, but not between man and God."

“！ Is there really a god in the Wuhun Palace?! ”

"Although according to the words of my father, that is, your grandfather, he and the one in the Martial Spirit Hall have not touched the threshold of becoming a god, but in fact, for us, what is the difference between a soul master like them and a god."

Tang Zhen sighed again and continued:

"The reason why my Haotian Sect can sit firmly at the top of the three sects is not because I am really much stronger than the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect and the Jade Yuan Zhen of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect, but because we have a Dinghai God Needle.

On the mainland, only my father and the Thousand Daoliu of the Martial Spirit Hall had reached the never-before-seen level 99 realm, and for a powerhouse of that level, the number of people was meaningless at all.

I don't want to be the same as what the Seventh Elder said, if we fight to break the net, at least we can defeat vigorously, but we don't have a chance at all, and we don't have a chance to break the net.

After your grandfather returned from Poseidon Island, he left a message that he was going to travel to the mainland to find an opportunity to break through the hundred-level, and he has not been heard from since.

But the one in the Wuhun Hall is still in the Wuhun Palace.

When we had withdrawn from the sect's residence before, I felt a completely irresistible qi lock on me, and I was so easily injured when I was distracted.

Fortunately, because of his identity, even if his own son was killed, he didn't attack us with a big bully, so we can't give him a reason to take action.

As for the father, the news of the Wuhun Palace's attack on Haotian Sect has been spread on the mainland for so long, if he was still traveling, he would have rushed back a long time ago, and it was probably not good to think that the road to becoming a god was so difficult. ”

"But if that's the case, what can we do if we retreat to our ancestral lands? Do you just stay here and wait for death? And what if the Martial Spirit Hall crossed those moats and came in again? ”

There was a hint of embarrassment on Tang Zhen's face:

"Your grandfather once made an agreement with Qiandaoliu that from the Martial Spirit Hall under him, he was not allowed to set foot in this place for half a step. So we can only come here and make a bet that one is a believer. ”

Tang Xiao couldn't believe that his father actually pinned everything on the promise of Qiandaoliu, this was not the world-dominating Haotian Sect he knew.

"But Dad, we are trapped here, even if the Martial Spirit Hall is besieged but not attacked, we will run out of ammunition sooner or later." Tang Xiao calmly reminded.

"If that's the case, let's take advantage of the strength of the battle and fight hard, if that level 99 Titled Douluo makes a move, it will be considered a bang to die at his hands."

Tang Zhen smiled:

"I have always known that you are different from your brother, your brother acts recklessly and domineeringly, although it happens to fit Hao's true intentions, and he is also loved by his father, passing down his soul bones, and entering the realm quickly, but just like this time, it is too rigid and easy to break, but he suffers from it.

And you have been careful and thoughtful, but now you look at it, in fact, you are in danger and your blood is deeply hidden. In that case, I can rest assured that I will hand over the sect to you. ”

“？”

Tang Xiao was puzzled, why did his father's tone sound so strange, why did he hand over the sect to me?

Tang Zhen's voice was weak but firm:

"Chihiro is dead, although it is his own waste, but as the Pope, and he is also the child of that one, he must need an explanation when he dies. In that case, then I'll give them an explanation! ”

Whoa!

"Daddy!"

Because of the scene in front of him, Tang Xiao suddenly screamed in shock.

With Tang Zhen's two muffled snorts, he used his hand instead of a blade, and cut off his entire right arm and left leg by himself, and placed them in front of Tang Xiao in blood.

"Why!"

Tang Xiao grabbed his father tightly with one hand, he didn't understand, he was afraid.

Tang Zhen didn't seem to be aware of it, his face was stained with a few drops of blood that had just been splashed, but the corners of his mouth still maintained the smile just now:

"Xiao'er, you are the same as Hao'er, you are the twin stars of Haotian, and you are both proud of your father, since your grandfather handed over the inheritance soul bone of the sect to Hao'er, the soul bone on your father's body will naturally be left to you.

Growing up beside your grandfather as a father, I have been high and high since I was a child, and it is inevitable that I will have a high eye and a low hand, and I am not willing to absorb soul bones that are not more than 50,000 years old. That's all I have on me.

Fortunately, the quality is good, after you absorb them, you will naturally be able to break through that bottleneck and achieve Title Douluo, so that you and Hao'er will be worthy of the name Haotian Twin Stars. ”

Obviously got two soul bones, but how could Tang Xiao be happy, these were his father's hands and feet. finally heard Tang Zhen's meaning of trust, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only kneel in front of his father's bed and cry.

"Later, you hand over the rest of my corpse to the Martial Spirit Palace, their Pope, changed the sect master of Haotian, this explanation should be enough.

If the Wuhun Hall is not satisfied, then everything is the will of heaven, you can escape, if you can, you can escape, if you can't escape, find a way to join the Wuhun Palace.

Remember then, forget everything, at least until that person dies, or until you reach level 99. ”

"No, we can't do it alone, Dad, don't do this."

Tang Xiao couldn't cry.

Tang Zhen was still smiling: "The soul master world is originally the weak and the strong, this is the sorrow of having no power, we have to recognize it."

Okay, Xiao'er, absorb the soul bone here, so that even if I die, you can also suppress the elders of the elder group.

Don't blame the Seventh Elder, after all, it is the pain of losing a child, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand. ”

As if he suddenly thought of something, Tang Zhen paused and continued:

"By the way, if the Martial Soul Hall stops, don't tell them the news that the Martial Soul Hall is still alive, including the Seventh Elder."

"Is it just for them to misunderstand their father like this? Obviously, Dad wants to save everyone's lives. ”

"I am the sect master of Haotian Sect, so I naturally have to think about the sect, so let them think that all the mistakes this time are in me and Hao'er, and they take advantage of this shame to be brave and brave, and even the seven elders can get a glimpse of the title Douluo.

If they were told now that the gap was too great, it would wear down their spirits; On the contrary, they all concealed it, and when you came out of the mountain again, I am afraid that the thousand streams would no longer be in this world, and at that time, your heart was not lost, and Haotian Sect was still the first sect in the world. ”

……

It seemed that it had been a long time before Tang Xiao walked out of Tang Zhen's bedroom with a sinking face.

He stood in the doorway, gathered his soul power, and shouted:

"Sect Master, passed away!"

"Sect Master! Passed away! ”

"Sect Master! Pass! Generation! Finish! ”

The sound spread throughout the entire mountain where Haotian Sect was located.