[Douluo Dalu] The spirit fox is reborn

The sky is clear and clear, cloudless. Above the clear sky, a majestic palace floats in the sky, majestic and majestic. In the main hall, a man wearing a Tibetan robe with long flowing hair sat upright in a high position. The man's face was stern and he was not angry.

Under the high seat, a young man dressed in white and dressed as a book boy stood in the center of the hall. The young man held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand and was slowly closing it. It seemed that he had finished reporting today's affairs to the man in a high position. Then the young man dressed as a scholar bowed and slowly stepped back.

After the young man left, the man's expression became darker and darker. He stepped down from the high steps step by step and walked out of the main hall. In front of the independent corridor, he looked at the endless blue sky with empty eyes.

A beautiful figure came from behind him and said softly: "Brother, why are you here alone, but what troubles have you encountered?"

The man turned around and looked at the woman. In order not to worry her, he forced out a smile and said warmly: "It will be solved eventually."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the blue sea and sky.

Seeing that he had something on his mind but was unwilling to tell it, the woman was worried. She wanted to ask something more, but she stopped talking, thinking that she could not share his worries, so she could only leave silently.

The man remembered what was written on the bamboo slip just now, and every word made him uneasy. He had some doubts about his original decision. Was it right? Is it wrong?

More than three years have passed since the battle of Jiayuguan. Since that battle, Tang San has stayed in the God Realm to enforce the law and has never set foot on the mainland again.

In the God Realm, there are observers who record the major events that happened on the mainland every day and report them to him the next day. In the past few years since the disintegration of Wuhun Palace, the mainland has been peaceful and prosperous, but some things that happened recently were far beyond his expectation.

The Tiandou Empire and the Star Dou Empire were at war for days, and the people on the border were in dire straits, and the initiator of this war was his disciple Xue Beng.

In his heart, although Xue Beng was naughty on the outside, he was actually a loyal person with the world at heart. He never thought that such a person would provoke a war and endanger the lives of the people.

Just as he was thinking, a few wisps of black smoke came out of his forehead, and he suddenly felt dizzy, followed by a sudden contraction of the meridians throughout his body, and a sharp pain hit him. Tang San immediately calmed down and sat cross-legged. A light of peace flows from the forehead and heart through the meridians of the body, circulating back and forth in the body. A golden shield was also built outside the body to surround it in the center, isolating it from the outside world. Even so, his expression was still ferocious, and some bloody scenes and a familiar figure kept flashing through his mind.

"Are you new here?"

"Every step of the way here is in danger, so be careful!"

"People confide in you, but they don't even know what you look like or what your name is."

"Tang Yin, I can't hold on any longer. Knock me out while I'm still conscious. Although I don't know why I believe you, please take me out."

After an unknown amount of time, the black smoke that filled his body had receded, and the severe pain in his body had also eased a lot. Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself lying on a bed, and the person in front of him had tears streaming down his face.

The woman cried: "Brother, you finally woke up. You have been in a coma for two days and two nights."

Two days and two nights? Tang San was stunned.

He is already a god, and no one can threaten him. This has never been the case since he came to the God Realm. Poseidon's light did not detect any evil aura when it was running inside his body, which made him even more confused. Why did he suddenly have a splitting headache? Why is there black smoke coming out of my body? Why do the memories of the Killing City keep popping up in my mind? Could all this have anything to do with her?

Then I thought about it, how could she threaten him with her abilities?

The woman went to the table aside to pour a cup of tea and brought it to him. He said caringly: "Brother, drink some water!"

Tang San took the cup and was about to drink it when the tea in the cup instantly turned red, exuding a faint bloody smell, like a cup of yellow spring dew.

Tang San was suddenly startled, the cup slipped from his hand and shattered on the ground.

The woman had never seen him look like this before, and she was even more worried. Crying: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Tang San looked at the broken cup on the ground, his expression gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a moment of silence, he looked at the floating clouds outside the window and said lightly, "It seems it's time to go back to the mainland."

Hearing this, the woman became even more worried. There are rules in the God Realm. Gods are not allowed to return to the mainland unless absolutely necessary, otherwise it will cause uproar in the mainland.

"Go back to the mainland?" The woman's expression became serious. "Brother, what happened? I will accompany you back!"

Tang San hesitated slightly and said to the woman: "You should stay here!"

Under the blue sky, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and through the clouds, you can see the rolling mountains, the vast continent, and the vast ocean. A powerful spiritual power descended from the void like a spider web, exploring every inch of the continent. Passing through bustling streets, mountainous countryside, and finally finding that familiar figure in a golden desert.

The Gobi sandbank is boundless, and the scorching temperature creates colorless ripples in the air. A woman stands in a desert mountain, looking like an ant from the void. Fifty meters away from where the woman was, there were hundreds of soldiers surrounding her. The armor worn by these soldiers was something Tang San was very familiar with.

A red-haired man fell next to the woman, motionless, and blood continued to overflow from his chest, dyeing the yellow sand red. The woman's chest was also bleeding, and the red blood dyed her dress red.

After a long time, the woman's body could no longer hold up and she fell down, raising fine sand on both sides.

She looked at the blue sky and the flowing clouds blown by the wind, with a rather ironic smile on her lips.

Once upon a time, she also had ambitions to be successful, but just because she met a person, her mind was confused and her ambitions were lost. It was also because he indirectly hurt the people who truly loved him. The funny thing is that she can't hate him. Even when her life and death are at stake, he still listens to other people's opinions to decide her life and death, but she still can't hate him.

The woman felt ridiculous for her stupidity, and felt sad for her unforgettable nature.

A golden light flashed through the air, like fireworks, fleeting.

In an instant, a familiar face appeared in front of the woman. Tall body, long hidden-colored hair, and eyes as blue as the sky.

The man slowly helped her up without saying a word, but looked at her with a complicated look. Was it anger? It's sad. ?

The woman was already dying and could no longer tell what was reality and what was illusion. She slowly raised her trembling hand, trying to touch this long-lost face, but in the end she couldn't hold it up and fell down. He just smiled lightly and murmured: "Brother really didn't lie to me. It turns out that people really can see the people they want to see before they die!"

As she finished speaking, the woman's eyes slowly closed and could no longer be opened. A drop of crystal tears slipped from the corner of her left eye, and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth also disappeared.

A golden gossamer shot out from Tang San's forehead, falling like the warm winter sun on the woman's cold body, but the woman still didn't move at all.

Death is like a lamp going out, like soup splashing snow. Even God Shura cannot restore the separated soul. Tang San looked at the woman who was helpless and felt hard to express.

He raised his eyes and looked at the soldiers around him who were about to move, and said coldly: "Did Xue Beng send you here?"

The leading officer shouted sternly: "How dare you! You can't call His Majesty by his first name!" Then he said: "You are with the remnants of Wuhun Palace, and you must be in the same party with them."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp weapon shaped like a fan appeared in the officer's hand, and instantly a million hair-thin cold lights struck Tang San.

The master craftsman was dead, so Tang San didn't know how these people made the peacock feathers. He hugged the increasingly cold body in his arms and walked step by step towards the officer who took action. Thousands of needles rained down in front of him and burned to ashes.

Hundreds of soldiers were immediately stunned. The peacock feathers were so powerful that they could at least break through Soul Saint-level martial soul avatars, but the man in front of them could burn them to ashes so easily.

"Did you just use the peacock feathers in your hands to kill her?" A cold voice came out of Tang San's mouth again.

What frightened the soldier was not the cold tone or the chill in his eyes, but the terrifying soul power spreading from his body to the surroundings. What kind of strength can make the Tang Sect's hidden weapons turn into ashes in the blink of an eye?

Everyone looked at each other, and the leading officer said sternly: "As long as we can kill these remnants of the Wuhun Palace, it doesn't matter what method we use. If they can die under the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, their time in this world will not be wasted. "

"Since you recognize this thing, you should know that the person who developed this thing is Shura from the God Realm. He is our Majesty's teacher and the backer of our Tiandou Kingdom. Boy, what will happen if you are an enemy of the gods? I don't need to tell you. It should be clear. If you don’t want to die, get out of here."

The officer's words made Tang San fall into deep thought. A soldier can be so arrogant, how many things has Xue Beng done relying on his name over the years? He couldn't help but sneer a few times, it turned out that he had become their backer invisibly. So how many people dare not resist because they are afraid of Shura God, and succumb to the sharp blade.

"I think you will soon know what the consequences are of being an enemy of God!"

The cold words came like thunder. At the same time, a rain of fire fell from the sky, igniting all the soldiers in the desert. There were as many fires as there were people, never more or less. The fire burned all over the body at the first touch and could not be extinguished.

When everyone was frightened, Tang San's figure walked towards the distance of the desert, only to hear sounds of pain and wailing coming from behind.