Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Tang Ling didn't have any thoughts about the three of them, but their elders didn't understand them that way.

A child can walk here safely in the Star Dou Forest without being attacked by any soul beast. It is obviously not normal. Either he is the incarnation of a hundred thousand year old soul beast and still retains the aura of a hundred thousand year old soul beast, or he is an adult. nearby.

If it was a soul beast that had been incarnated for 100,000 years, then it would be very tempting to take him away and leave him with his two children.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, a huge roar came from the distance, making the entire forest tremble. The spirit beasts that were lurking nearby quickly left in panic.

If the man encountered a formidable enemy, his soul power would instantly cover the two children, preventing them from having their hearts shattered because they could not bear the huge force.

The soul rings under his feet lit up one by one, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black! Nine Rings Titled Douluo!

The powerful and terrifying aura caused Tang Ling beside him to spurt blood from his nose and mouth. He leaned against a tree and gritted his teeth. He had been suppressing others like this for a long time, but he never expected that he would be so passive in his next life.

"Grandpa Jian, he..." The slightly mature little girl tugged on the man's clothes and looked at Tang Ling slightly worriedly. In her opinion, Tang Ling should not be affected.

The man held the little girl's hand and stared closely at the huge figure in the distance, a hundred thousand year soul beast! No! Stronger than this! But no matter what, nothing can happen to these two children. No matter what, we must send them back!

Tang Ling looked over there and recognized it. He took a big breath and shouted "Hei Ming."

After hearing Tang Ling's voice, the terrifying aura instantly converged, and following its rapid movement, the surrounding trees and rocks were all reduced to ashes.

Tang Ling glanced at the little girl who was speaking to him. His golden eyes and blue eyes met for a moment, and then fell on the man again. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, jumped up, jumped on Hei Ming's back, and faced Go deep into the Star Dou Forest.

"That human is so strong." The little golden retriever breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the big beast under Tang Ling. It seemed more terrifying than the human, but it was obvious that the big beast had no hostility towards Tang Ling.

"Jian Chenxin, a Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect Protector, is known as the strongest Titled Douluo." Tang Ling said coldly.

"You're too slow, you've been walking for a long time." Hei Ming shook his big head and glanced at the little thing on Tang Ling's shoulder. Although he also had the blood of a divine beast, the blood of this little thing could actually suppress it. What the hell is this.

"How about it, have you awakened your martial spirit? It doesn't matter if you haven't. I can still protect you here. Anyway, a hundred years will pass quickly."

Tang Ling shrugged, shook the bag in his hand, and repeated the story of Little Golden Retriever and his own martial spirit.

Hei Ming was silent. He had three martial souls, was born with full soul power, and had very strong talents, but he was a human being...

Tang Ling seemed to know what Hei Ming was thinking. He smiled, sat on Hei Ming, and looked up at the sky. Hei Ming slowed down so as not to dazzle Tang Ling. At night in the big forest, the sky was clean and clear, with tiny twinkling lights. Stars dotted on the dark blue sky, some bright, some faint.

"If I need to hunt a hundred thousand year old soul beast in the future, will you kill me?" Tang Ling rubbed the little golden retriever's head. The latter was hopeless but did not dare to resist.

Hei Ming was silent for a while, "In a world where the weak and the strong prey on the weak, I will not help you hunt, nor will I help it."

Hei Ming had actually thought of this when he picked him up. In fact, whether it was then or now, it could kill Tang Ling at any time to avoid future troubles.

Tang Ling smiled and said, "That's enough."

In the evening, Tang Ling lit up the fire. There was naturally no danger in Heiming's territory.

"Your Shura Sword must not be exposed easily, and don't cultivate it easily. No matter who it is, this sword has even had some negative effects on me." Hei Ming frowned, although the sword can't hurt it now , but it can arouse the violence that comes from its bloodline.

"I know." Tang Ling nodded.

"According to what you said, you can cultivate two martial souls at the same time. Do you have any thoughts on the age of the soul ring?" Although Hei Ming is a soul beast, he has lived for two hundred thousand years. Some things are better than a human like Tang Ling. Understand that it is a relatively neutral faction among the soul beasts. It can't be said to hate humans, but it can't be said to like them either. The weak eats the strong, humans can hunt soul beasts, and soul beasts can also prey on humans.

"The two martial spirits have a great advantage in the early stage, so I want to take advantage of this." Tang Ling looked at Hei Ming. To him, Hei Ming was a benefactor, an eldest brother, and a family member. Although even the two of them are two species.

"I will form a force of my own, or in other words, a sect."

Heiming looked at Tang Ling. Basically, there was no room for change in Tang Ling's words, so he simply didn't say anything. Hei Ming understood that Tang Ling wanted to take advantage of his martial soul and achieve success in the future to recruit people.

"Normally speaking, my first soul ring should be within 423 years old. It should be a light attribute soul beast, mainly based on strength."

Hei Ming nodded, motioning to Tang Ling to stay here and not move, and then walked towards the outskirts of the forest. Hundreds of years of spirit beasts would only move around the outskirts, and could not enter the depths unless protected by elders.

As soon as Hei Ming left, a voice full of vicissitudes of life sounded in Tang Ling's mind. It was low and powerful, making him breathless, but unable to refute.

"One thought of foolishness is the end of Prajna, one thought of wisdom is the birth of Prajna..."

"All conditioned dharma is the combination of causes and conditions. Conditions arise from time to time, and conditions cease to exist. It's nothing more than this..."

"The Shura inheritance begins..."

His brain was buzzing, and then he felt dizzy. Tang Ling didn't know who was speaking in his head. He shook his head, and a location appeared in his mind, which seemed to be leading him there.

"What's wrong with you?" Little Golden Retriever was startled by his reaction.

"Shura, inheritance?"

"Is it related to your martial spirit?"

"I don't know, but somewhere in the world, I think I should go." Tang Ling has always lived according to his own perception, and has always believed that there is a certain way in the world, but he is not in a hurry, and always puts the first priority first. After absorbing a soul ring, what kind of inheritance can be passed on?

Hei Ming came back very quickly. There was a half-dead creature with small dragon horns hanging in its mouth. Its whole body was golden and it had a trace of dragon blood. It had obviously not grown up yet. Hei Ming was holding it for a breath, leaving it for others. Tang Ling gave it the final blow.

"I'm lucky. It's a 420-year-old soul beast. Is that okay?" Hei Ming threw it to it, stepped on its neck, and motioned for him to do something.

Tang Ling didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and dropped the knife, ending its life in the blink of an eye. He wiped the blood spattered on its face. Faint yellow light and electricity condensed on its body. He followed the force and sat cross-legged. , pulling the yellow soul ring into the body, the little golden retriever on the side seemed to also feel this power. Its whole body was emitting golden light, and the power was shared between them. As Tang Ling's soul ring was absorbed, the little golden retriever seemed to also feel it. Metamorphosis.

Slowly, that domineering power was completely integrated into the Holy Light Qilin Martial Spirit. Tang Ling slowly opened his eyes. He only felt that his body had become lighter. Although it could not be compared with the previous life, it was still lighter than this six-year-old. Ordinary people's health has improved a lot.

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