People in Douluo: My Martial Soul is the Three Illusory Gods

In the large tent of the Chinese army, Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other affectionately.

Suddenly hearing each other's words, I was really stunned.

What the hell, do bad things need to be organized into a group?

Dai Mubai, in particular, was even more gloomy, having already roughly guessed it in his heart.

The bad news he told Tang San might have been told by the second elder on the way, and it had already happened for several days. In fact, it didn't matter much.

But the only thing about the other party that can be called "bad" is the Poseidon Island mission. I'm afraid the situation is not optimistic.

"Xiao San, let me talk first."

"Dean Flanders and Fatty have all died. There aren't many of us Shrek left."

"And the current situation, I guess you've heard about it on the way, it's very troublesome!"

"It seems that the trip to Poseidon Island didn't go well either?"

After a while, Dai Mubai took a deep breath and was the first to break the silence.

Tang San came to his senses and nodded with an ugly expression.

Confirming their thoughts, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to do for a while.

"Although the result cannot be changed, tell me about it."

"What's going on? What's going on with Bo Saixi?"

"Besides, it seems like it took you a long time to go there. Maybe something happened on the way."

In the past few days, Dai Mubai has adjusted his mood.

No matter how frustrated you are, you can regain your composure on the surface.

Looking at Tang San's face curiously, waiting for the other party to tell the story, it was time to relieve his annoyance.

"Well, there's nothing on the road."

"The reason why I came back late is actually because I was trapped on Poseidon Island. That woman Poseidon is absolutely crazy!"

"When I went there, she expressed her disapproval. I planned to come back directly, but she stopped me and asked about Xiao Xuan. Later..."

After Tang San finished briefly describing it, he felt even more depressed.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes glowed with hatred.

At this moment, Bo Saixi and Poseidon Island seemed to have entered his revenge list. Of course, they were ranked lower. At the moment, Wuhun Palace and Xiao Xuan were the bigger problems.

"Forget it, I just wanted to give it a try."

"You don't have to think too much, just go and accompany the master."

"It can be seen that since the death of Dean Flanders, he has been in a very bad mood and is completely out of state."

Saying that, how could Dai Mubai feel comfortable?

A large part of the reason for their recent reorganization of military affairs is that they are waiting for reinforcements from Poseidon Island.

Although the combat effectiveness of sea soul masters will be weakened on land, the number of levels is there. Even if they attack the flanks of the Spirit Empire along the coast, they can still play an excellent containment role.

But now, with Tang San bringing back the news, this matter has become completely obsolete.

Apart from this rare soldier, where can they find other foreign aid?

"Damn it, it's all that stinky woman's fault!"

"If I could come back a few days earlier, I could be with you..."

"Maybe Dean Flanders and Fatty won't die!"

Thinking of this, Tang San gritted his teeth again.

Of course, I know in my heart that with my current cultivation strength, I can at best be a Soul Saint.

There may be hundreds or even thousands of such soul masters in Wuhun Palace. What can I do if there are too many? It will not change the situation of the battle at all.

Just feeling this way can make him feel better.

After all, when Dean Flender and Ma Hongjun died, I should have been by their side.

But because of the delay on Poseidon Island, he couldn't even console the teacher immediately.

Fortunately, no accident occurred to Yu Xiaogang.

Otherwise, even if he was filled with hatred, Tang San would probably collapse.

Moreover, while chatting just now, I learned that my father killed many people and was one of the strongest men on the battlefield.

At least from his perspective, it doesn't seem to be all bad.

As he spoke, the air around him condensed.

In the tent where there were originally only two people, a third figure suddenly appeared. Who else could it be besides the powerful Tang Hao?

Clearly, this person has been listening for some time.

After confirming the situation on Poseidon Island, he came out and came up with an idea.

"Bo Saixi, Poseidon Douluo?"

"Named directly after a god, he is worthy of being a strong man who has reached his limit, but in front of the real god, he is still just an ant."

"You don't need to worry about the issue of Poseidon Island, mistress. I will take advantage of the war in the past few days to go there as quickly as possible."

Tang Hao's face was solemn, and his eyes also had a cold light.

Obviously, this last ally has not been given up yet.

Although the other party is stronger, their identities are completely the same. You are the spokesperson of Poseidon, and I am the spokesperson of Shura God.

It is understood that the latter's status in the divine world is even higher than the former.

Of course, this is an explanation of the thoughts in his mind, originating from God Shura. Whether this is the real situation, Tang Hao currently does not know.

"Uncle Hao, you...are leaving again?"

"Although there has been no movement in the Wuhun Empire in the past few days, it may not happen in the future."

"If we leave these days and the enshrining group over there is sent out again, we may have no way to retreat. Behind us is the most prosperous area of ​​Xingluo!"

After hearing Tang Hao's words clearly, Tang San still had no reaction, but Dai Mubai's expression immediately changed.

Just kidding, the last time you went to the supply line, we lost nearly one-fifth of our country and the lives of more than 20 troops.

If we leave again this time, if the Wuhun Palace gets the chance, the Star Luo Empire will really be in trouble, and may not even be able to regroup.

Obviously, Tang Hao also had concerns about this.

Hearing this, he frowned and also hesitated.

But this situation, to put it bluntly, is a two-way street.

Either the stalemate continues, but without the intervention of new forces, it is basically waiting for death.

Or take a gamble and hurry over to win over Poseidon Island now.

But in fact, the method was not of high quality, because Wuhun Palace would not be silent for too long, so Dai Mubai's concerns were worth noting.

In addition, Tang Hao was actually not sure that he could convince the level 99 Ultimate Douluo.

In front of other people, he can still use force.

But against Bo Saixi, he had no advantage at all.

Everyone has the protection of divine power, and there is no way to widen the gap in this regard. Even the one who has practiced longer is more skilled in the operation of divine power.

In addition, in terms of level, there is still a distance of two levels, and the opponent is playing at home, so they certainly cannot treat Haotian Sect like that.

While waiting for death, there is a very low probability of trying.

Tang Hao was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

But at this moment, a mysterious wave suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

The Shura divine thought in my mind, which had not appeared for a long time, actually reappeared at this moment?

Tang Hao was startled and didn't bother to reply to Dai Mubai. He sat cross-legged with a respectful expression.

After carefully comprehending God's will, his expression suddenly turned to surprise.

If I'm not mistaken, what Shura God just said was... that he can handle such small things?

Of course, because the communication is through the soul, there is no direct speech. This is the meaning after "translation".

After understanding it thoroughly, Tang Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that it would alarm the god's residence.

But it's obviously a good thing for him. Asura God and Poseidon communicate directly, so things should be much easier to handle?