Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

When he saw Wang Li and Hu Liena, Tang San's expression changed instantly. He felt that the troublesome people now were not Bibi Dong, but those who had obtained divine weapons in the god-level examination.

Tang San was very clear about the power of the Poseidon Trident.

With the power of the Poseidon Trident, it could kill a titled Douluo.

If he used the divine weapon at the same time, he would be able to restrain his weapons and put Tang San into a passive situation.

Tang San and Wang Li fought together, and the sparks from the Poseidon Trident and the Vulcan Sword shone in everyone's eyes.

Hu Liena also participated. She was holding a light red long sword inlaid with two precious stones. The hilt was hollowed out to facilitate the storage of soul power and divine power.

Facing three titled Douluo at the same time, Tang San's pressure suddenly increased.

His magical skills were defeated by Hu Liena and Wang Li's soul skills.

Tang San was able to remain invincible before because of the magical skill of the Poseidon Trident. But with the arrival of Wang Li and Hu Liena, his advantage was gone.

They also have magical skills.

Like Tang San, they are the heirs favored by the gods, so they can naturally obtain those powerful magical skills from the gods. This is very different from Bibi Dong.

They are both successors of gods, but their fates are completely different.

The red Vulcan Sword and the golden Poseidon Trident collided together, and the crisp sound of the collision resounded throughout the battlefield, and the smell of blood filled the air again for a while.

Hu Liena's brown eyes flashed brightly, a red soul ring appeared on her body, and fox ears quietly appeared in her hair. This was what it looked like when her martial soul was activated.

The fourth soul skill - the words of the fox spirit.

Hu Liena's martial soul follows the path of control, and most of her soul skills are related to control. Of course, her self-protection ability is not very weak, but she prefers to take the initiative.

Because she feels that those who suffer passively are the ones most likely to lose the opportunity.

Taking the initiative means that the initiative is in your own hands.

Wang Li released her eighth soul skill, her pink eyes flashing with anger. She must kill Tang San this time to wash away her shame.

As both heirs to the gods, she was defeated at the hands of Tang San. This was a hurdle that Wang Li could not overcome.

Feng Junran took one look at the situation on the battlefield and immediately turned around to join the battle, helping the Fengjian Sect and Fire Leopard Sect to deal with the soldiers of the Tiandou Empire. Although the battles of high-level warriors can change the situation of the battle, it is the battles of the soldiers on land that determine the final outcome.

If they want to win, they must destroy all the forces of the Tiandou Empire, so that the Tiandou Empire will no longer have the ability to fight, and the Tiandou Empire will be cannibalized by the Wuhun Empire.

If the original plan had succeeded, there would no longer be a Tiandou Empire.

It's a pity that Tang San saw through their plan and disrupted their plan, otherwise they wouldn't have had the five years to prepare.

The addition of Feng Junran turned the tide of the battle again, and he faced Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun was breathless under the pressure of the powerful Wind Sword Spirit. He originally thought that Sword Dao Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword was the strongest sword spirit in the world.

What I didn't expect was that the Wuhun Empire had a trump card in the form of Sword Wuhun.

No, counting Ye Ling'an, the Wuhun Empire already has two top sword martial soul experts.

Because Ma Hongjun noticed that Feng Junran's soul power level was Titled Douluo.

He could become a titled Douluo at a young age, and his cultivation talent was no worse than theirs.

The addition of Feng Junran put a lot of pressure on the Shrek Seven Devils. They wanted to help Tang San, but they couldn't protect themselves.

Tang San faced three titled Douluo on his own, and the speed of his soul power consumption continued to increase.

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The far north.

The cold wind blew against this cold land, but it did not evoke any warmth.

A blue figure walked on this land, and its cold eyes stared at the creatures on this land. Ahead is the habitat of the Ice Tribe.

The Ice Tribe has always lived a life without fighting against the world, and its people have taken it as their own duty to protect the Far North.

Only when something major happens in the Far North will their figures appear in the eyes of outsiders.

This is a group of people who come together based on their beliefs.

Ye Ling'an glanced at the wreaths placed outside, which were in memory of the deceased. The person who died was not an outsider, but her grandmother-Ye Yunchen.

Seeing that beautiful face turn pale, Ye Ling'an couldn't help but sigh that things have changed.

Decades have passed, and it is no longer clear who was right and who was wrong.

The living are also dead, and the dead have long since turned into dust.

Complex emotions flashed through her blue eyes. She picked up the Hanying Divine Sword and lightly swiped it on her wrist. The red blood with flashes of blue light flowed into the ice and snow.

"I've already paid back what's due."

Ye Ling'an murmured that her blood would turn into divine power to protect this land for thousands of years, depending on their ability.

If the Ice Tribe cannot produce another amazing genius within ten thousand years, then sooner or later the Far North will be conquered. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. It is better to control your own destiny.

What Ye Ling'an wants to repay is Ye Yunchen's sacrifice.

Even though this was Ye Yunchen's destiny, Ye Ling'an still didn't want to owe others any favors.

Even though this person is his grandmother and has a blood relationship with himself in this life, Ye Ling'an still wants to repay this feeling of sacrifice.

The former Ye Yujing did not tell her origin in the letter, and did not let Su Yingchu contact the people in the Far North, so the best way was to keep it as if the two parties did not meet.

After learning that her grandmother was Ye Yunchen, Ye Lingan actually thought about it a lot, but still didn't want to have more contact with her.

The divine power transformed from blood merged into the earth. Ye Ling'an withdrew his eyes and was about to leave when he heard a familiar voice.

That was Ye Yiran's voice.

"Since you're here, why don't you go in and sit and chat for a while?"

Ye Yiran asked in a low voice, his blue eyes clearly reflecting Ye Ling'an's figure, "This is my grandmother's choice and the fate of the high priest. No one will blame you."

"What happened in the past has happened, and we have to grasp the future..."

"There's nothing to say. It's all happened. Isn't it nice to just leave it like this?"

Ye Ling'an said calmly, she glanced at Ye Yiran, "I want to go to the mainland to end my fateful battle."

"Before I go to the God Realm, I will leave behind the inheritance of the Ice God's throne. Once I die, you will be the high priest of the Ice God's throne."

Any ideas? Because it's her own choice.

Becoming a god is her inevitable path.

"You have thought about the future, but you didn't leave yourself a way out."

Ye Yiran shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Then go ahead."

"Go ahead and keep going."

"I will bless you in the Far North."

"You don't need to worry about the Ice Tribe, because you have me."

The once immature girl lost her youthfulness and became mature, looking at Ye Ling'an with a firm gaze.

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