Douluo: rebuilding Wuhun Hall

Zhang Hang ran into the mountains on his way back.Although he hid in the mountains after listening to Zhang Mo's words, he still wanted to see what was happening in the village.

Turning around, we entered a small road and came to a very remote hillside, where we could clearly see the entire village.However, what Zhang Hang never expected was that the village at this time no longer had the peace it had in the past.

The entire village was covered in a sea of ​​fire, and faint screams could be heard coming from the village.Seeing that his former playmate was being punched through the entire chest by a man wearing strange clothes, Zhang Hang tightened his lips to prevent himself from making any sound.

At this moment, Zhang Hang suddenly remembered something. The village was attacked, and his mother was still at home!

Zhang Hang turned around and found his own small yard.

The yard was already on fire, and his mother fell to the ground without any sign of life.

"Damn! A bunch of beasts!"

At this time, he saw his father, who was walking towards his mother.

Zhang Mo came to his yard and looked at his wife, lying disheveled on the ground. At this moment, his hands were tightly clenched, and his nails were dug into his flesh due to the force.

After lifting his wife up and holding her in his arms, the 40-year-old man still shed tears.

"Sorry, I came back late."

Zhang Mo rested his head on his wife's head, feeling her cold body temperature. He hated those inhumane births; he hated why he didn't come back earlier; and he hated even more why the world was so dark.

"Head, there are people here!"

Zhang Mo turned around and saw a group of uninvited guests coming to his yard. They were wearing animal skins and their skin was stained with blood.

"Wait for me!" Zhang Mo said softly to his wife, put her on the ground and stood up.

Looking at the people in front of him, Zhang Mo said in a hoarse voice: "You all must die!"

Zhang Mo's body lit up with light, and his martial spirit appeared.

Zhang Hang in the distance watched his father light up his martial spirit, but it was not the machete martial spirit he was familiar with, but a human form.

"Angel Martial Soul?"

The leader looked at the human figure rising above Zhang Mo. It was a golden woman with six wings on her back.

At this moment, his heart was filled with shock.

Who would have thought that there would be such a god-level martial spirit in this remote village.

Moreover, it is still the martial spirit possessed by the powerful force in Douluo Continent a hundred years ago.

"Although you are a god-level martial spirit, it's a pity that you are just a soul king. If you were a soul saint, then maybe I might really leave right away."

The leading soul master shook his head and smiled. Looking at the two yellow, two purple and one black soul rings rising from Zhang Mo, he immediately activated his own martial soul.

A total of seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, appeared on the body.

This is actually a Soul Saint!

Zhang Mo looked at the Soul Saint in front of him, feeling extremely desperate in his heart.But fortunately, his son is safe now. As long as he is alive, there is still hope.

"Are you evil soul masters?" Zhang Mo looked at the person in front of him and asked.

"Evil soul masters?" The man smiled and said, "We are just a group of soul masters pursuing freedom."

"Hmph, that's just nice to say. Although you are a Soul Saint, I still want to touch you." After saying that, the first soul ring on his body lit up. ,

Yes, after knowing that he was facing an evil soul master, he felt that he still had a glimmer of hope.

His martial soul is a seraph, which possesses divine attributes and has the power of purification.

Basically, it has a certain suppression effect on evil soul masters, so even though he is a soul king, he is not without the power to fight.

"The first soul skill, Angel Assault."

Zhang Mo's body suddenly rose into the air, and the angel's martial spirit gave him a touch of holiness.

Zhang Hang was hiding in Shanhang far away. He never thought that his father was actually a soul king. He couldn't tell it at ordinary times.

In the courtyard at this time, Zhang Mo pointed at the group of evil soul masters.

After seeing that Zhang Mo was the Soul King and possessed an angel martial soul, a group of weak evil soul masters had long been frightened and fled in all directions, and with Zhang Mo's finger.

The seraph behind raised the golden sword in his hand, and countless streams of light rushed towards the evil soul master. When the stream of light stabbed their bodies, screams followed.

The purifying power of the sacred breath made them all turn into a wisp of flying smoke during the purification.

The leader of the evil soul master stretched out his hands: "The third soul skill, white wolf protection."

His hands suddenly grew larger at this moment, and the attributes of the wolf were added to his body.

"The Soul King is always the Soul King. You should surrender and join us." The leader of the evil soul master raised his head and stared at Zhang Mo with his green eyes.

"You can dream, even if I die, I won't be able to join in the same deeds with you."

The leader of the evil soul master said with some regret: "That's a pity. You have a god-level martial soul and the strength of a soul king. If you join us, you will definitely be recognized by the leader and get more training resources. But if you want to die, it’s not like I can’t help you.”

"You want to kill me, but you still..." Before Zhang Mo could finish his words, he looked at the tip of the gun on his chest and turned his head. A man in black robes appeared behind him.

On his body were the same two yellow, two purple and three black soul rings, and he was clearly a Soul Saint.

"Qian Jingguang, do you think that a remote village would need the help of a soul saint like me? We knew you were here through clues, so the leader sent us here. To be on the safe side, we specially sent two soul saints. Holy oh, how are you? Do you feel particularly honored?"

Zhang Mo, no, it should be called Qian Jingguang, a mouthful of blood spurted out, fell from the air, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

Covering the wound on his chest with his hand, the shot penetrated the entire chest. This blow could be said to be a fatal blow.

Looking at the battle in front of me, two soul saints and five soul emperors came to deal with myself, the soul king, and I really looked at myself.However, I might really die here today, as long as my son is still alive.

"You really think highly of me. It's not a loss if you can take away so many people before you die. It's just a pity that I didn't replace you. Otherwise, it would have been too much money."

"Haha, you still want to replace us. Qian Jingguang, what do you think our two soul saints are doing. However, I remember that you should have a son, right? Tell me, where is he?"

"Tell you? Damn, let me tell you, you will never be able to find him in your life. Not only can you not find him, but even if you find him, you don't dare to do anything."

The leader of the Soul Saint looked at Qian Jingguang helplessly and said: "What do you want me to say? Why don't you cooperate with us honestly? You have to make your death unpleasant at all. Lao Xing, pry for me." Open his mouth, no matter what method you use."

Lao Xing, the soul saint standing behind Qian Jingguang, looked at Qian Jingguang in front of him indifferently and nodded.

"Others, search for me. Dig this village three feet into the ground for me. I won't let anyone alive."

Not long after they left, Qian Jingguang's screams came from the yard. When the leader of the Soul Saint heard the screams, he got goosebumps all over his body and whispered: "Old Xing's methods are really cruel, Qian Jingguang It tastes good."

Zhang Hang hid in the distance, watching his father being tortured, but he knew that he could not go out now, otherwise, everything his father had done would be in vain.

I am too weak now. If I go out, I will die. Not only will I not be able to change the situation, but I will fall into a desperate situation.

"Mom and Dad, please tell me, this is not the Douluo Continent I know. Tell me, what should I do?"

Zhang Hang knelt down and buried his head deeply on the ground.

He was going to collapse. Six years, six years of happiness, were all gone in this one night.

All burned up by a fire.

His father's screams reached his ears one after another.

I don't know how long it took, but the screaming finally stopped.

In the village, the leader of the Soul Saint looked at Lao Xing and asked: "How is it? Did you get any useful information?"

Lao Xing shook his head and said in a still emotionless voice: "His mouth is too tough and can't be pried at all."

"This is not okay. They are the last descendants of angels in this world. If they are not eradicated, they will always be a threat to us. Leave a few people to guard here. If they are not found by tomorrow, the whole Read all of Douluo Continent. Anyway, no one in our Evil Spirit Sect dares to provoke anyone on the road now. When the time comes, we will visit each house one by one."

They watched them leave the village, but Zhang Hang was still hiding.He always remembers his father's words and must live well!

It was getting brighter, and the fire in the village continued to burn.

At noon, Zhang Hang walked out of the mountain and almost sprinted all the way to his village.

When we walked into the village, the surrounding area was in a mess, with corpses everywhere.

The village chief's grandfather, Aunt Wang next door, and the little fat man, were separated from each other overnight.

In just one night, everything ceased to exist!

Zhang Hang felt that his legs were weak. Seeing the scene in front of him, he no longer dared to walk into his yard.He didn't dare to look, he closed his lips tightly, tears welling up in his eyes.

It's getting closer, getting closer, it's your own yard soon.

But standing at the door of the yard, Zhang Hang didn't dare to walk in.

But in the end, he reached out his hand and pushed the door open.

"Ah!" Zhang Hang's legs softened and he knelt in front of the door.

At this moment, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and cried heartbreakingly.

The father and son, one kneeling at the door and the other in the yard, faced each other. However, Zhang Hang's father had no signs of life.

No part of Qian Jingguang's body was intact. His arms were torn off and thrown into the corner. His eyes were dark and empty.

Zhang Hang couldn't imagine that this was his father, so he used his legs to slowly move towards his father.

Arriving in front of Qian Jingguang, Zhang Hang reached out and wanted to touch his father, but he was worried that he would hurt him and squeezed his thighs with both hands.

"Haha, the elder is right, he will definitely come back."

Zhang Hang raised his head, and at some point, two more people appeared in the yard. They were wearing gray robes, and their entire bodies, including their faces, were covered by the robes.

Zhang Hang looked at them with red eyes, and a cold voice sounded in the courtyard: "You all deserve to die!"