Douluo's rebirth An Lan

"Sun Shiyi, you are so despicable!"

A beautiful woman in a clear white dress stood on the cliff, her black hair blown by the bleak autumn wind, her eyebrows full of sadness and anger.

"Hmph, soldiers never tire of deceit. It's useless for you to resist stubbornly. Today is the day you die!"

Sun Shiyi said coldly.He was still very proud in his heart. He never thought that he could still achieve great success in suppressing the White Lotus Sect when he was over seventy years old.

"Catch the demon and serve the court!"

With a shout, more than a dozen martial arts masters swarmed forward, including those from Wudang, Emei, Huashan, and Tangmen...

They are all well-known masters in the world. With the court's solicitation, they walked out of the mountain gate one after another and came together to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect!

"Lingxuzi, you Master Zhang of Wudang has rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty and prospered the Han Dynasty all his life, and he has been unyielding and unyielding. Will you have the face to meet the ancestors of Sanfeng in the future under the Nine Springs?"

"Master Miaoshan, when Emperor Kangxi burned down Southern Shaolin, he was rich in blood debt; now you are helping the Tatar court and willing to be the court's hawk. Today's Shaolin is really making people laugh!"

Wang Conger's pretty face was frosty, and she scolded her sternly. Although she was surrounded by more than a dozen first-rate masters, her eyes were still full of awe; and the two people who were scolded immediately blushed with shame, and their men became more and more ruthless. Be fierce.

"Pfft!"

A bloody flower appeared on Wang Conger's white dress, which was particularly sad and beautiful.After more than ten moves, a master from the southwest Miao border was slapped on the chest, groaned, and died immediately.

Wang Conger is worthy of being the leader of the Demon Cult, the best master in the world at that time. After a desperate counterattack, all of the dozen or so first-class masters were injured, and several of them were killed by Wang Conner's delicate hands; for a time, this place On the narrow cliff, the strong wind was raging and howling repeatedly, which made Sun Shiyi frown.

"I didn't expect this demon sect witch to be so ferocious! If it weren't for these martial arts masters to surround and kill me, I don't know how many soldiers I would have lost."

In Tang San's memory, this was the first time on earth that he encountered such a powerful master.He even felt that even the unfathomable Mr. Tang Da in the sect was not as powerful as the leader of the Demon Cult!

"The Demon Sect's "Rizhao Lotus Technique" and "The Great Shift of the Universe" are so powerful. Hmph, I wonder how they compare to my Tang Sect's "Xuantian Technique"?"

Tang San snorted coldly in his heart, all the Tang Sect's secret skills were brought to their fullest in this life, and he actually regained a bit of the feeling he had when the two gods fought against the two gods.

Finally, the rapidly rotating milky white airflow around Tang San's body merged into three flower buds above his head, slowly blooming.

"puff!"

A drop of colorless water popped out from Tang San's fingertips and passed through the woman's thin body.The leader of a generation of demon sect fell off the cliff and died like this.

Tang San was sweating through his heavy clothes, panting heavily, but his eyes were full of excitement.With the eighth level of Xuantian Gong, he forcibly launched the Tang Sect's most powerful trick - Guanyin Tears, and finally the attack was fully effective!

"Okay! San'er, you are worthy of being my number one Batulu in the Qing Dynasty. I will personally ask for your merits in front of His Majesty when the time comes!"

Sun Shiyi laughed loudly, and all the martial arts masters also laughed. Now that the leader of the Demon Cult has died, naturally none of the benefits promised to them by the court can escape.

Although the leader of the Demon Cult died, his followers are still there, and anti-Qing uprisings are still raging in various places in Sichuan and Chu.Tang San continued to fight with Sun Shiyi's army in various places, and traveled all over the land of Bashu. His Xuantian Gong cultivation was also approaching the bottleneck of the ninth level.The fact that he secretly learned the secret skills of the inner sect has naturally been exposed for a long time, but now that he is a famous person in the court, and his martial arts skills are becoming more and more unfathomable, people in the Tang sect can only hold their noses and recognize him.

Five years later, the Sichuan-Chu Rebellion was basically put down. Tang San rode on a tall white horse, followed by a large group of servants, and returned home in splendid clothes.

"Grandpa Tang Lan, my mistress has won glory for you!"

Tang San looked in the direction of Tangmen Mountain Gate and thought to himself.Now he has found a wife and a son, has become famous and prosperous, and even caught a glimpse of the Qing Emperor's face from a distance in the capital.Since the founding of the Tang Sect, no one has had such an honor.

When he arrived near the Tangmen Mountain Gate, Tang San smelled the smell of blood from a distance, and his expression changed slightly.

"not good!"

Tang Sanshi unfolded his ghost shadow, threw away the large group of people, and rushed up the mountain quickly.

On the door of Tangmen, there were two dark lotus-shaped blood stains printed on it, and Tang San couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

"Squeak..."

Tang San pushed open the door and saw the scene inside the sect, his heart felt cold.

Corpses, corpses everywhere, looked like they had been dead for some time and smelled of decay.

Tang San searched for a long time in the sect in panic, but couldn't find a single living person. Mr. Tang Da had passed away a few years ago, and several other Tang sect elders had died in the sect.

"No! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

When Tang San found Xiao Wu's miserable naked body, Tang San finally let out a mad roar, his eyes almost bleeding, the hatred in his heart soaring into the sky, and the hot tears falling from his eyes like broken threads.

"Devil Cult! I am at odds with you!"

Originally, when he returned to Beijing in triumph, there was a shadow in his heart.Although the demon sect's rebellion has been basically put down, the demon sect has not been truly eradicated. The remnants are still hiding in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.

Unexpectedly, the demon sect would be so rampant. In order to retaliate against him, when he returned home in glory, he wiped out the Tang clan in one fell swoop!

At this moment, he was so filled with hatred that he had no time to think about why the Demon Sect, which had been severely weakened, could still kill all the dogs and chickens from the Tang Sect.

"Xiao Wu, wait for me. When I find Xiangsianxinhonghong, I will resurrect you!"

Tang San held Xiao Wu's body and said in a trembling voice.The red color of lovesickness is the color of human flesh and bones. As long as Xiaowu has one body left, if he finds the red color of lovesickness, there is still a chance of resurrection.

Tang San carefully buried Xiao Wu's body in the back mountain and sat alone for a day, feeling extremely lonely.Suddenly he was the only one left in this world...

"Devil Cult, I'm coming!"

Tang San stood up slowly, with only a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Tang San burned the mountain gate, knelt down and bowed a few times, then turned around and slowly walked down the mountain step by step, starting his road to revenge.

From then on, there was a demon in the martial arts world. He almost killed everyone on sight, took away people's inner strength and cultivated their abilities, and was extremely cruel.When he was reborn in the Fairy Continent, Xuantian Gong had already developed the ability to capture blood. Capturing internal energy in this world was naturally a piece of cake, and it was much more powerful than the "Star Absorbing Technique".

"You sects, when you refused to save me, the Tang Sect, you all have a way to kill me!"

That night, Tang San slaughtered another small sect, with blood dripping from the blade of his sword, and his eyes were extremely calm.

Over the years, he has slaughtered sects and sects, not only taking away other people's inner strength to practice, but also snatching away countless martial arts secrets. His martial arts progress has been extremely rapid.In particular, he obtained an evil skill called "Sunflower Book". After practicing it, his martial arts skills were doubled, even better than that of Wang Conger, the leader of the White Lotus Cult.

"Phew, it's time to go back and see Xiao Wu."

A gentle look flashed in Tang San's eyes as he left this small sect full of blood and returned to the Tangmen Mountain Sect in the past.

"Ok?"

When Tang San came to the back mountain, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He walked to an old banyan tree and dug up the soil three times.

"This is......"

Tang San took out an oil paper package from the pit and opened it, revealing a yellowed book inside.

""Canon Xuantian Baolu"..."

Tang San started to turn over, the more he turned, the more excited he became.The content of this book is very different from the existing "Xuan Tian Gong" and appears to be much more profound and profound.It turns out that the Xuantian Kung passed down by the inner sect is not the original one. The true inheritance of the Tang sect is buried under this big banyan tree!

However, this complete version of "Xuan Tian Gong" is more evil than the original version; the blood sacrifice and plundering function that Tang San figured out by himself is really nothing compared to the real original version.

"Okay! As expected, I am the only one who is the destined son of the Tang Sect!"

Tang San had a smile on his face. The psychological shadow and regret caused to him by the extermination of the Tang Sect had all of a sudden dissipated.

Sorry, I am the only true successor of the Tang Sect...

After obtaining the original version of "Xuan Tian Kung", Tang San once again made great progress in martial arts, becoming truly invincible.Even if some old immortals who had been in seclusion for a long time came out, they were no match for him and were easily killed by him.

"Tang, Mr. Tang Lan?"

On this day, Tang San found a White Lotus den, rushed in and started killing people, and suddenly saw a person he had never dreamed of.

"Xiao San, I really didn't expect that the Holy Religion would fall into your hands in the end..."

Tang Lan sat on the ground, coughing up blood and laughing miserably.

Elder Tang Lan was the one who adopted Tang San in the first place, and the one who let Tang San steal the sect's secret book in the first place. He was the biggest benefactor in his life. (For details, please refer to "Douluo Dalu Extra 1") But Tang Lan has been dead for many years, so why does he appear here?

"I know what you want to ask, cough. I'm going to die anyway, so I'll tell you everything!"

As Tang Lan spoke eloquently, Tang San's face became dull, and his heart became colder and colder.

It turns out that Tang Lan is not only one of the elders of the Tang Sect, but also the inner ghost of the White Lotus Sect hidden in the Tang Sect.He just faked his death and then returned to the church to take charge of the important event of launching an army to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

Later, he also personally led people to destroy the Tang Clan.He had already figured out the internal and external layout of the Tang Sect; what's more, when the disciples saw the resurrected old man Tang Lan, they couldn't even think of taking precautions at the first moment, and they were easily killed. .

After Tang Lan finished speaking, before Tang San could make a move, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.This time, Tang San could naturally see that Tang Lan was really dead, and there was no possibility of fraud.

"Why is this happening...why is this happening..."

Tang San squatted on the ground holding his head and cried bitterly.Mr. Tang Lan is the person he respects and is most grateful to in all his life, even more than his father Tang Hao and teacher Yu Xiaogang in Douluo Continent.As a result, it turned out to be like this in the end. He just felt extremely depressed in his chest and wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The Devil's Cult, it's all the Devil's Cult's fault! Haha, it's not me that's wrong, it's the world!"

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After Tang San killed all the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, he announced the rebuilding of the Tang Sect, which shocked the martial arts world.Tang San claimed to be the leader of the Tang Clan, and even regarded himself as the supreme martial arts master. He claimed that the Tang Clan was the authentic martial arts sect in the world, replacing Shaolin as the leader of the martial arts. People in the world could only dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

"The master of the Holy Sect will become a martial artist, and he will bring prosperity to the people, and he will rule the world for thousands of years!"

Tang Sangao sat on the golden nanmu chair, holding the armrest, looking down at the kneeling and trembling elders below, and couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the God Realm and became the supreme Poseidon King.

"Hmph, I may not be able to accomplish the great cause of the Demon Sect..."

Tang San rubbed the handrail, squinting his eyes, his mind becoming more and more wandering.

Three years later, Tang San found Acacia and resurrected Xiao Wu in an inaccessible valley in the Western Region.

Ten years later, Tang San finally reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of Xuantian Gong, and was only one step away from the legendary realm of becoming a flying immortal!There have been no immortals in this world for many years; but Tang San, who has memories of another world, knows in his heart that the so-called immortals are not just illusory legends.

On this day, Tang San retreated in the back mountain to attack the realm of immortals.Suddenly, an evil voice sounded in Tang San's mind: "Finally, someone has reached the ninth level of the Mysterious Sky Technique! It's not in vain, ancestor, that I have been waiting for so many years!"