The heavens began from a small hell

"Can you know the crime?"

Tang Hao's heart, which was as calm as dead water, began to ripple. He lowered his head and knelt in front of Qian Renxue without any response.

To Tang Hao, nothing mattered anymore, he just wanted to die.

There is no difference between dying in a corner where no one knows and dying in public.

The fighting spirit arena was also silent at this moment, and everyone held their breath and stared at the downtrodden Haotian Douluo.

Of course, there are still people who are full of doubts about his identity. They do not blindly believe in the Spirit Hall and have their own thoughts.

Qian Renxue looked at Tang Hao, who looked like a walking corpse, and couldn't help but frown. She didn't expect that her father would die at the hands of such a person.

As a genius soul master who shone on Douluo Continent back then, and who became a Titled Douluo and possessed a 100,000-year ninth soul ring, Tang Hao should be extremely arrogant in her heart.

Even if you become a prisoner and are about to be executed, it shouldn't be like this.

This is different from what Qian Renxue imagined.

Wearing the pope's robes and a nine-curve purple gold crown on his head, the elegant Bibi Dong had a twinkling in his eyes.

In fact, Tang Hao was still indebted to her. If Tang Hao had not severely injured Qianxunji with the "Big Sumeru Hammer·Explosive Ring" that year, she would have had no chance of revenge.

In response to this, Bibi Dong did not send anyone to search for Tang Hao after he became the murderer of Pope Qianxunji.

In addition, this is also because Tang Hao is very powerful and Bibi Dong, who has just become the Pope, does not have much actual power.

However, Bibi Dong did not expect that after hiding for more than ten years, Tang Hao reappeared to attack Qian Renxue and was eventually captured alive.

"It feels so familiar."

Tang San had more and more doubts in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Qian Renxue calmed down her thoughts, and her expression became colder: "Xian!"

Amidst the brilliant golden light, the six-winged angel martial spirit appeared behind Qian Renxue. The difference from the past was that no spirit ring appeared this time.

At the same time, Tang Hao also felt his body getting hot, and the Clear Sky Hammer spirit appeared uncontrollably, followed by spirit rings one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

"Nine soul rings, it's really Haotian Douluo!"

"Oh my god, is this the color of a hundred thousand year spirit ring? It turns out to be this red!"

"A hundred thousand year soul ring! A hundred thousand year soul ring! I heard that a hundred thousand year soul beast will definitely explode a hundred thousand year soul bone. Doesn't that mean that Tang Hao still has a hundred thousand year soul bone in his body?"

"It's Haotian Douluo!"

The originally silent fighting spirit arena suddenly became noisy, and many soul masters couldn't help but stand up, their eyes wide open, looking at the soul rings with fiery gazes.

Even many soul masters who doubted Qian Renxue's statement that Tang Hao fell in love with a transformed soul beast no longer had any doubts at this moment.

Of course, people are contradictory. Deeply loving a transformed soul beast does not mean that it will not harbor malicious intentions from time to time.

The difference between different people lies in whether they suppress the evil thoughts and evil thoughts in their hearts.

"This hammer!"

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking stunned.

Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul is different from his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul. It looks more exquisite and has more powerful feeling.

But no matter how you look at it, the two people's Clear Sky Hammer spirits are too similar, which makes Tang San feel absurd and a little scared.

Haotian Douluo Tang Hao who is about to be executed...

Isn't it just the name that's similar to his blacksmith father?

Tang San already knew that a person's martial spirit was mostly related to his parents. His Blue Silver Grass martial spirit came from his mother, so his Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit undoubtedly came from his father.

"It's not like that, it's not like that."

Tang San was in a trance and couldn't stand still. He staggered back a few steps, feeling a little lost. If his father was a Titled Douluo, how could he have lived such a miserable life as a child? Not to mention the delicious food, he rarely had a full stomach.

Soon, Tang San found a reason and said fiercely in his heart:
"It must be the Spirit Hall, yes, it must be like this."

He attributed his bad childhood to the Spirit Hall. Tang San had also heard Qian Renxue talk about the past before, but he didn't think it was a big deal at the time. Now think about it...

The Spirit Hall is meddling too much.

A soul master should be free, unconstrained, do whatever he wants, and be at ease, just like the "knights" he had heard of in his previous life.

Eat meat in big bowls, drink wine in big gulps, and indulge yourself in the world.

As for where the silver came from...

It must be robbing the rich to help the poor.

"The Spirit Hall is such an evil organization."

Tang San muttered to himself.

Thinking of his father Tang Hao's future fate, Tang San felt very frightened and resented the Spirit Hall for meddling in his affairs.

As for the fact that he used to receive the soul master subsidy from the Spirit Hall every month without fail, Tang San did not feel that he was in the wrong.

According to his teacher Yu Xiaogang, it was the Spirit Hall that was trying to win people's hearts, and the gold soul coins it gave out were all taken from the two empires.

However, the Spirit Hall never said these things, making the soul masters think that it was the Spirit Hall that gave them money.

If the Spirit Hall was gone, would the two empires still give money to spirit masters of civilian origin...

This is a blind spot in the knowledge of Yu Xiaogang and Tang San. They only learned the knowledge of soul masters, not the mentality of emperors and royal thinking.

It is natural to think that even without the Spirit Hall, the two empires will still give money to spirit masters, and will also send people to the mountains to awaken the spirits of the country folk for free like the Spirit Hall did.

Tang San knew that there were many strong men from the Spirit Hall here. In order not to reveal the resentment in his heart, he raised his hand and lowered the straw hat on his head.

He found that the hat was very useful and allowed him to hide his emotions well.

Amid the noise, Qian Renxue drew out the slender knight's sword from her waist, and Tang San's heart was gripped.

"Bad guys want to kill bad guys, well done!"

Xiao Wu was terrified but also extremely excited. In her opinion, Tang Hao, a scum who deceived the feelings of a hundred thousand year soul beast, deserved to die.

At the same time, she also scoffed at Qian Renxue's "transformed soul beast threat theory", thinking that a hundred thousand year soul beast would not have so many ideas.

She herself is a transformed 100,000-year-old soul beast, and she witnessed her mother being hunted by a human soul master and having her soul rings and soul bones absorbed.

After entering human society with the idea of ​​revenge in mind, he was immersed in the prosperity of human society and attracted by all the tricks of human beings.

There is no way a rabbit's skills can be compared to those of humans.

"Yes, I also want to avenge my mother who has depended on me for tens of thousands of years."

Xiao Wu thought of this and looked at Bibi Dong on the platform timidly and resentfully.

She still remembered that it was this woman who killed her mother.

"I must practice hard to avenge my mother!"

Xiao Wu thought about it, and then her thoughts drifted away: "But the lifespan of humans is nothing compared to that of soul beasts. In another hundred years, she might die on her own..."

At this moment, when the fighting arena became silent, Qian Renxue swung out her sword.

puff!

The head flew up, blood gushed out, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were red.

Almost all soul masters stood up subconsciously, some were shocked, some exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)