Douluo Continuing The Seven Shrek Monsters' Road to Godhood

One of his hands hugged Xiao Wu's fragrant shoulder, and the other hand gently stroked Xiao Wu's smooth back, smelling the fragrance of her hair. An intoxicating feeling washed over him. The quiet feeling of spring began to spread in the room...

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Looking at the almost bright sky outside, Tang San and Xiao Wu lay on the bed and looked at each other.

"It's daytime, get up!" Tang San said softly.

Xiao Wu's cheek was like a crimson apple at the moment, she pouted and said, "No. I want more."

"Okay, then what are you waiting for?" Tang San became brave again.

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until noon. Eight people got up from the bed in pairs. Looking at the teasing expressions between each other. They all tacitly refrained from joking with each other.

The waiter will automatically go to each room at noon to inquire about lunch, and the lunch service is included in one thousand gold soul coins. The waiter brought out a large plate of barbecue and various delicacies. It's just that the eight of them had already eaten to their fullest the night before, and no one had much appetite at the moment.

After the meal, everyone walked through the streets and alleys under the leadership of Lan Xiaoxun. Walked to a three-story mansion. Lan Xiaoxun said: "This is it."

Two neat rows of poplar trees were planted on both sides of the house. Paths on the lawn divide the lawn into patches. Looking at the top of the mansion, there are two strong and powerful characters written next to the sign of a long sword: Wind Sword.

"There can't be any fraud, right?" Ma Hongjun asked doubtfully, "Why is there only one person here?"

"This is it." Lan Xiaoxun repeated expressionlessly.

tangible It's just close to level ninety-six." Another thing that puzzled him. If Fengjian Sect transferred in advance, could it be that he had foreseen the failure of this operation? Or just for insurance?

He pondered for a moment, "What a master of the Wind Sword Sect, he has such good vision. Could it be that he has something hidden?" After thinking about it, he said, "You guys wait for me outside. I will go and meet him alone."

"Brother." Xiao Wu called worriedly.

"Mistress, let's go with you." Dai Mubai was also worried.

Tang San smiled and caressed Xiao Wu's cheek, and said softly: "Don't you still trust me in my strength? Don't worry, I'm % sure that he has no ill intentions towards us. I'm afraid there will be more trouble if you all go, trust me ." He also vaguely felt that this Wind Sword Sect Master seemed to be a little different from the other elders of Wuhun Hall. He and the other monsters had never seen a Titled Douluo-level elder with a sword soul on the Jialing Pass battlefield.

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San for a long time before agreeing: "Okay."

Tang San nodded with a smile and walked up the stairs.Behind him, Lan Xiaoxun's soul was quietly shattered. Dai Mubai patted him on the back, and his body turned into a pile of powder and was blown away by the breeze.

The position of the leader of the Wind Sword Sect has long been locked by his spiritual thoughts, and the specific location has also been locked. In a flash, he arrived at the door where Jiang Huai had arrived a few hours ago. The door was not closed, just ajar. Inside the door, a majestic and thick voice said: "You're here, just come in!"

Tang San opened the door, walked in slowly, and saw everything in the house.To his surprise, there was only one person in the room standing with his back to him.There was a sharpness in the thick aura, and there was no doubt that this was the master of Fengjian Sect.

"Are they all dead?" His voice was pleasant and contagious.

Tang San said: "Is there a second possibility?"

He nodded and said, "That's good."

Tang San rubbed his ears, wondering if he had heard wrongly.What did he just say?A good death?Tang San continued: "You should know that we are enemies."

Feng Bailong turned around, stared at Tang San with his handsome appearance, and said with a wry smile: "Enemy? Why are we enemies? You are Tang San, right?"

Tang San nodded, "The Wuhun Palace harmed my parents, forced my wife to death, and even attempted to destroy the three upper sects. The Wuhun Palace and I are sworn in. Since you are the sect leader of one of the three major sects, it is impossible Don’t know this.”

Feng Bailong looked at Tang San deeply, "You look nothing like your father. People in the Haotian Sect all have black hair, but you are very similar to your mother."

"Do you know my parents?" Tang San's whole body was shaken, and he asked sternly, the divine power in his hands had begun to gather, "Why do you know my parents?" If knowing his father is normal, knowing his mother He was definitely not an ordinary person, and the murderous intention in his heart began to rise.

"Your parents and I were still friends back then." Feng Bailong smiled nostalgically, as if he had returned to that scene again, "Has he ever mentioned me, Feng Sword Douluo Feng Bailong, to you?"

Tang San shook his head and said with anger in his brows: "No, are you also one of the titled Douluo who chased my father back then in Wuhun Palace?"

"Ah." Feng Bailong sighed softly, "Then he must have misunderstood."

The murderous intention that had just risen in his heart was gradually fading, and Tang San understood that Feng Bailong must have some unspeakable difficulties, otherwise, he would not stay, let alone say these words to him calmly.

"Since you are the Titled Douluo of Wuhun Palace, why didn't you show up on the battlefield?" Although he no longer had the intention to kill, the vigilance in his heart did not diminish at all.

"Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid of facing your father, your family, and my old acquaintances from the Haotian Sect again. I'm afraid that they will recognize me, and I'm afraid that they will misunderstand the crimes I have committed. I don't have the face to face them. . That’s why I will not hesitate to give up my status and interests to go against the empire. Wuhun Palace, what a Wuhun Palace, hahahaha..." He looked up to the sky and laughed, and there were tears along with it.

Tang San looked at Feng Bailong strangely. In his opinion, the belief of the titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace was extremely firm.But now Feng Bailong seems to have a special hatred for Wuhun Palace, and seems to be ashamed of Wuhun Palace's bloodline.

"If you surrender to the Tiandou Empire now, I can let you live and give you a corresponding status." Tang San said.

To his surprise, Feng Bailong actually shook his head, "I can deny that I am a member of the Wuhun Palace, but I must not deny that I am a member of the Fengjian Sect. I must try my best to carry out the mission passed down from my ancestors. Go and complete it. Even if I die, I will die as a member of the Fengjian Clan and as the leader of the Fengjian Clan."

"Before you kill me, I hope you can listen to me tell a story about my life experience. This story is likely to reveal what happened to your father, his brothers and sisters and me back then. I have never known this story. Told anyone except me." His mood suddenly became extremely calm, and he looked at Tang San with complicated eyes. There was yearning, pain, and even a touch of kindness that made Tang San feel incredible.

"Say it." Tang San said subconsciously. Ever since he saw Feng Bailong's tears, he no longer had any murderous intention in his heart, and even had an urge for the junior to pay homage to the senior.

Feng Bailong flashed and revealed his martial spirit. Nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, and red appeared in an array, and the White Dragon Sword appeared in his hand.

"Look at him." Feng Bailong's voice was filled with pride as he handed the wind sword to Tang San.

Ordinary people might be hurt by the sword intent and sharpness of this wind sword, but Tang San's physique was so strong that attacks below the god level were basically just an irritation to him. Looking at the golden dragon pattern and silver sword body, I couldn't help but blurt out: "What a sword!"

"Yes, it's really a good sword." Feng Bailong took back the sword from Tang San's hand with some sadness, "Our story begins here. I was born in..."

"Wait a minute." The moment Feng Bailong dodged, Tang San also caught the portrait of the girl behind him, "That's... Aunt Yuehua! What's your relationship with Aunt Yuehua?"

After listening to Tang San's question, Feng Bailong looked at Tang Yuehua's portrait as if he was crazy, and said, "She is also one of the protagonists in my story, right? Is she okay? Is she married?"

Tang San hesitated and said: "She is not married yet, and I can't tell whether she is good or bad. She is in Yuexuan in Tiandou City, responsible for teaching etiquette to the princes and nobles, but I always feel that she is hiding her sadness. Affection."

Feng Bailong nodded and sighed deeply, "That's good, I'm not married. Then, let's continue my story!"

"I was born in the Fengjian Sect. My father was the sect leader of the previous generation of Fengjian Sect, and my mother was an elder in the Elder Hall of Wuhun Palace. At that time, the Fengjian Sect was one of the four sects under Douluo Continent. The first sect, there is only one gap from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. We also have three Titled Douluo level elders, and my father is a ninety-sixth level Titled Douluo. This is in addition to the enshrinement hall. The only super strong person who has broken through the ninety-sixth level. Therefore, I am equivalent to a role in the Wuhun Palace. I have been born with full soul power since I awakened the Wuhun. When I was thirteen years old, I Breaking through the 30th level of soul power, he was hailed as a genius on the same level as Qianxunji, the son of the contemporary genius adjudicator elder Qian Daoliu. The two of us became the leaders of the golden generation of Wuhun Palace at that time. Wuhun The key training target of the palace. I remember that at that time, the relationship between Wuhun Palace and the Shangsan Sect was quite harmonious, and occasionally there would be mutual visits and discussions between the sects."

"When I was twenty-seven years old, my soul power was level 67. Qian Xunji was seven years older than me, and his soul power reached level 78. However, his ambition was greater than mine. At that time, there was a slight estrangement between us. In that year, I represented the Fengjian Sect in the All-Continental Soul Master Elite Competition forty-six years ago. That year was the only time that our Fengjian Sect entered the upper three sects. time." At this point, his handsome face suddenly showed a hint of pride. Tang San was also secretly awestruck. This Wind Sword Douluo's talent was even higher than Hu Liena's.

"In that year, I, who had been practicing seclusion since I was a child and ignored external affairs, experienced the most exciting year in my life. With the combined efforts of my father and two other elders, we defeated three titled Douluo from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. , won the battle of the strong. In the team battle, our Wind Sword Sect did not have enough people, so we lost to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. In the rookie battle, I came on the scene to turn the tide when I was losing, and after losing several opponents in a row, Achieve victory.”

"What about the Haotian Sect?" Tang San couldn't help but ask.

Mentioning the Haotian Sect, Feng Bailong's somewhat excited face gradually dimmed, "The Haotian Sect you had at that time was not the same concept as it is now. Unless we enshrine Qian Daoliu and lead all the elites of Wuhun Hall to come, there will be no People can defeat your Haotian Sect. This is also my only defeat in the rookie battle."

Tang San exclaimed: "Is our Haotian Sect really powerful at that time?"