Chapter 329 Personal grudge with Tang San

"How do you know the Purple Demon Eyes!?"

Tang San's pupils trembled, one can imagine how shocked he was now.

Why does the other party know the Tang Clan's Purple Demon Eye? Could it be that he also traveled through time from the Tang Clan just like me?

No wonder the other party seemed to know his skills very well when he was at Notting College!

Then why has the other party never used these Tang Sect stunts from beginning to end?

Moreover, he has never seen the other party use a hidden weapon, but is very good at this world's unique soul tool.

"You are nothing like him now."

".What?"

The incomprehensible words brought his attention back. Huo Yuhao in front of him was still watching him quietly with calm eyes. Then, a cold voice sounded again.

"Just in time, I have something for you."

Huo Yuhao tapped his forehead with one hand, and a dreamy golden ball of light floated out from his forehead following his movements, slowly sinking into the mind of Tang San, who had no power to resist.

In an instant, countless fragmentary pictures flashed by, almost all of them involving a man with a slightly different hair color and exactly the same face.

That person's name is Tang San.

There is a statue of him at the entrance to the No. 1 academy on the continent called Shrek.

According to the historical records of the mainland, tens of thousands of years ago, he defeated the evil Spirit Hall and saved the devastated continent. He is the god of the sea that countless people believe in.

Even just showing up on the battlefield can easily determine the direction of a war and arbitrarily control the fate of others.

Until the end, he personally entered the turbulence of time from the perspective of the other person. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived at a place called Holy Soul Village and saw himself when he was still a child.

The scene ends here.

"that's me?"

Tang San murmured in a trembling voice, unprecedented resentment filling his heart.

That was my original life.

How dare he! ?

How dare he do this! ?

"Huo Yuhao!!!"

Scarlet bloodshot eyes covered Tang San's eyes, and he raised his head suddenly, roaring loudly as if venting the anger he had accumulated over the years.

Whether it is the Sea God's throne or the Shura God's throne, they should be their own!

Before he could continue to speak, a white palm had already pinched his mouth. Just like he did to the Holy Lord of the Abyss just now, Huo Yuhao put his index finger to his mouth and spoke so softly that only the two of them could hear it.

"Shh-"

"Keep this a secret between us, okay? Father-in-law."

“Woooo——!!!”

Tang San's eyes were about to burst, his ferocious face seemed like he wanted to gnaw at Huo Yuhao's flesh and blood. He struggled violently, and the blood-colored spider spear burst out of his body. He struck out boldly, as fast as a phantom, and pierced in front of his eyes, destroying his life. An exhausted man.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's eyes lit up, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer. The pain of tearing his brain was accompanied by a strong sense of dizziness. Then there was a huge force from the palm holding his mouth, and the world turned around for a while. , he was knocked to the ground again by Huo Yuhao.

"We agreed in advance." Huo Yuhao's tone remained cold and calm: "This is a personal grudge."

Click——

Before Tang San could react, a crisp sound sounded, as easily as breaking a biscuit, and an Eight Spider Spear was pulled down by Huo Yuhao.

The pain that penetrated into the bone marrow made Tang San grunt in pain, his body convulsed uncontrollably, and his eyes regained their clarity due to the pain. He just lay on the ground, tilting his head, looking at Huo Yuhao bitterly, and was about to open his mouth to say Something, a scarlet afterimage was dragged in the air, flashed past, and the broken spider spear penetrated his palm in an instant, until most of it was submerged in the ground.

"Well!!!"

Tang San raised his head subconsciously, and the veins on his neck popped out. He didn't know whether it was because he hadn't been able to control his body for too long or for other reasons. He had experienced injuries several times more serious than his current ones in the Killing City, but he actually felt that it was a little unbearable. Severe pain in buttocks.

Fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead in strands, and Tang San gasped for air, his voice a little unclear at the moment.

"If Huo Yuhao is capable, you will kill me."

After reading the memory, it seemed that he had personally witnessed the glory he had achieved, and replaced himself with the god-king Tang San in his previous life. He did not want to show that mean expression in front of Huo Yuhao, like an ant lingering, but instead acted like a man who chose people. And like a biting snake, his eyes are dark and restrained.

He understood what Huo Yuhao wanted. He wanted to see him wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a dog, kneeling down and begging for survival. Only by preventing the other party from getting his wish could he survive.

However, as if Huo Yuhao didn't care about his reaction, he raised his hand again and grasped a spider spear on his back.

Click——

The crisp sound once again triggered Tang San's painful spasm. Just when his other intact palm subconsciously clenched his fist, the scarlet spider spear penetrated it first and nailed it firmly to the ground.

"ah--!!!"

The long-awaited cry of despair finally came out of Tang San's mouth. He glared at Huo Yuhao, his wide eyes cracked at the corners, and blood flowed down.

"Kill me! Kill me!!"

Huo Yuhao turned a deaf ear, and while taking a leisurely look at Tang San's extremely distorted face, he raised his hand again, held a spider spear, and spoke softly, minding his own business.

"Actually, I don't care whether you plot against me or not."

Click——

This time, the tip of the spider spear was aimed at the soles of the feet.

Tang San's eyes flashed with fear, his body convulsed and trembled: "You, you, you, you, you're a madman!!!"

His body was penetrated again, and he screamed loudly.

"But you should never, never, ever hurt my companions."

Click——

The fourth spider spear broke at the sound, and Tang San's throat was already hoarse. His voice was like a bellows with holes, but there was no trace of sadness in it. His body instinctively wanted to huddle together, but was killed by the spider spear. fix.

Finally, as blood spurted out, the last sole of the foot was fixed.

Huo Yuhao stared blankly at Tang San, who was lying on the ground with tears streaming down his face. Pictures of his past life flashed in his mind, including Electrolux, Dong'er, Qiu'er...

After a long time, he slowly spoke.

“I was really sad when they left me.”

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Bo Saixi, raised his hand to hold it in vain, as if he was inspired, the golden trident trembled suddenly, and then floated out from Bo Saixi's hand and turned into a The golden stream of light fell obediently into Huo Yuhao's hands.

"And this kind of sadness must make you feel the same."

The emotion called despair accumulated in Huo Yuhao's body slowly poured into the trident, and the originally brilliant golden color turned into a dead gray.

At this moment, he once again picked up the power of emotion and created the most deadly mental toxin.

"You seem to want this?"

"No, no. I didn't do those."

Feeling the strong emotional power above, Tang San subconsciously recalled everything he saw in his memory. He shook his head in horror. The psychological defense he had finally built collapsed, and he could no longer hide his fear.

"Kill me, please kill me."

He felt something more terrifying than death on the gray trident.

I no longer have the extravagant hope of living, and relief has become my only thought.

Choking with sobs, he begged the man in front of him to show some mercy and pray for him to be freed.

"I have a question for you."

Huo Yuhao squatted down slowly, and his cold eyes finally showed some fluctuations. He stared into Tang San's eyes with deep eyes, and spoke word by word, not as if he was asking about Tang San in front of him, but about his past life. Tang San.

"Why do you attack Dong'er? Isn't she your daughter?"

Tang San subconsciously opened his mouth and met the blue eyes that seemed to see him through, but he didn't know what to say. Although he was not the person involved, how could he not understand what he was thinking.

After a long time, he spoke carefully and answered the question incorrectly.

"She finally came back to life."

Huo Yuhao stared at him calmly for a long time, then showed a smile.

".Yes, she is resurrected."

As long as she is resurrected, everything she has done to her daughter in the past can be treated as if it never happened and disappear.

It was a smile that could charm all living beings, but it made people feel like they were seeing a ferocious evil ghost.

"Tang San, you are indeed unworthy of being a human being."

A bone-chilling chill came from the voice. Tang San trembled, feeling the coldness emerging from his body, as if it was about to swallow him completely. He struggled desperately, but was unable to move at all.

Finally, the sharp halberd blade touched his spine. As Huo Yuhao slowly exerted force, it cut open the flesh bit by bit, bathing in the bright red blood and submerging it with all the pain he had ever felt.

The despair and anger that was so rich that it almost condensed into substance extended all the way along the spine to the brain, and then exploded, madly gnawing at the two consciousnesses bound inside the body, including the Abyss Saint Lord.

Snapped--

Under that malice ten thousand times more ferocious than the abyss, Tang San's soul cracked open with a tragic gap.

"Please, kill me, kill me!!!"

The pain in his body seemed so insignificant in front of the pain that made his soul tremble. Tang San screamed loudly, raised his head suddenly, and hit it hard, but the skin on his forehead was not even scratched.

He obviously wanted to die, but he was trapped in the god-level body that the Holy Lord of the Abyss had consumed millions of lives to upgrade for him.

You can't die.

"Kill me! Please"

Scarlet tears stained the ground beneath him, and Tang San hit the ground again and again, like a rhythmic drumbeat. Along with the melodious screams, the entire banquet finally reached its climax.

Time passed by, and Tang San's wailing voice gradually became smaller, until finally, he even stopped making any sound, his eyes were hollow and lifeless, and only his body twitching from time to time showed that he was still alive.

Huo Yuhao raised his hand to hold the long handle of the trident that turned golden again, and slowly pulled it out. After watching it fly back to Bo Saixi's hand, he raised his hand to hold it empty, and a touch of blood emerged from his back, all the way down his arm. It flowed past, and finally condensed into a bloody giant sword in the palm of my hand.

He lowered his eyes slightly and stared at Tang San calmly. Even under the tinge of blood, his empty eyes did not waver at all.

"Here I give you, death."

Finally, Huo Yuhao's calm voice slowly sounded.

"Goodbye Tang San."

With a sneer, the giant sword fell down and penetrated his heart. The terrifying killing power crazily destroyed all the vitality in his body.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, feeling his life passing by, a hint of relief finally flashed in Tang San's eyes, as if he was glad that this hell-like torture had finally come to an end.

Suddenly, a figure with a long scorpion tail rushed into his sight, and jumped into Huo Yuhao's arms in front of him.

Not paying any attention to Tang San who was lying on the ground, Xiao Wu clung to Huo Yuhao like a koala, her little head buried deeply into her shoulders, greedily absorbing the longed-for breath from the other's neck. After a long time, she raised her head. , looked at Huo Yuhao with big watery eyes.

"I have been granted the title of Douluo. Where is the promised reward?"

Huo Yuhao was stunned for a moment, then recalled the letter he sent from Poseidon Island. He curved his lips, rubbed Xiao Wu's head, and chuckled.

"Yes, yes, what do you want?"

"Humph, I'll tell you when I get home."

Xiao Wu hummed, then tilted her head back, as if she wanted to imprint every detail of the face in front of her into her heart. She carefully rubbed the colorful cracks on Huo Yuhao's face, her voice trembling.

"Does it hurt?"

Huo Yuhao trembled all over and couldn't help but tighten his hands around his soft waist.

".fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Wu's soft lips pressed against hers, silently telling her longing for her after many years of separation.

Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but the blood that kept overflowing from his throat made him only make meaningless whooshing sounds. The blood and tears that had dried up emerged again at this moment. .

The ninth level of the abyss.

In the endless gray world, a naked and beautiful black-haired woman slowly opened her eyes. After raising her hand and shaking it, a trace of happiness flashed in her dark eyes, and she tightened her grip. Then it was filled with violent light.

She waved her hand, and thick black mist quickly appeared on the surface of her body, turning into a black leather coat. After doing this, she slowly spoke.

"Charming Emperor."

The voice was obviously very soft, but it penetrated countless layers of worlds in an instant and resounded in the world of demons.

After a while, a gray-white stream of light fell in front of her at a terrifying speed, transforming into a woman wearing a plain white dress. As soon as she saw the Black Emperor, she couldn't wait to speak.

"You are finally resurrected. I have been waiting for you for a long time. It is really good luck that no one takes advantage of our resurrection to compete for the position of layer leader."

Then she looked around again, and raised her eyebrows when she saw that even the ninth floor was empty.

"It seems that the battle situation outside is very anxious. The abyss is empty. Could it be that the first-level god mentioned by the Holy Lord has been born?"

Recalling everything he saw before he died, Black Emperor's beautiful face looked a little ferocious at the moment, and he gritted his teeth.

"So what if they are first-level gods? They will definitely lose! All the lowly plane creatures deserve to die!"

"Let's go to the plane channel now."

The two people were seen turning into two streams of light, one black and one gray, rushing towards the sky and speeding away.

Just when they were about to approach the plane passage, a terrifying aura came from the passage. It was like falling into an ice cave, and the bone-chilling cold made them freeze in place.

In the dark passage in mid-air, a white-haired figure wearing glazed armor and glowing silver slowly appeared in front of the two of them. Even they, as creatures of the abyss, were stunned by the other's extremely beautiful face. Stunned.

Dreamy eyes slowly lowered, sweeping over the two of them, overlooking the world. A calm voice sounded from the ears of every creature in the abyss, like a god from above, sending down judgment.

"Today, you will be burned up in this flame."

As the words fell, gorgeous colorful flames fell from the sky, like divine punishment, giving every abyss creature equally the pain that would burn out even their souls.

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