Chapter 629: Tang Chen appears, Tang San is excited
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Tian Ji Xing Mo
Tang San looked at Tang Hao in surprise. He had never seen his father be so glum. What connection did the King of Slaughter opposite him have with his father?
Seemingly sensing Tang San's doubts, Tang Hao turned his head, "Xiao San, keep an eye on it!"
Black light surged, and a thread-like black light gradually took shape on Tang Hao's left hand. The Clear Sky Hammer, which was engraved with the magic pattern of the God of Death domain, was tightly held in his palm.
The King of Slaughter's eyes froze, looking at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand, his voice trembled, and blood and tears kept overflowing from his black eyes, making his face look a little ferocious.
"Well, you are worthy of being a descendant of my Tang family!"
As he spoke, black light surged in his hand, and an extremely huge hammer covered in dark golden magic patterns appeared in the hands of the King of Slaughter.
It is the peerless martial soul passed down from the Haotian School, and it is the peerless martial soul in its peak form.
Seeing the real Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao didn't hesitate anymore, fell to his knees and worshiped, and choked with sobs and shouted: "Grandfather."
At this time, his emotions became extremely excited. He never imagined that the King of Slaughter in the Slaughter City was actually his grandfather.
"Grandpa...are you Hao'er or Xiao'er?"
"I'm Hao'er! Grandpa!" Tang Hao's voice was trembling.
"Okay, good boy, I didn't expect you to be so successful!"
Tang Hao looked at Tang San who was still in disbelief, and pulled him over, "Xiao San, this is your great-grandfather, come here and kowtow to your great-grandfather!"
Tang San did not hesitate, plopped down on the ground with piety and excitement, and kowtowed three times firmly.
"Great-grandson Tang San has met my great-grandfather!"
"It's been so many years, and even Hao'er's son has grown up so big. Okay, you're fine, fine... My name is Tang Chen, kid."
Even though he had already made a guess in his mind, Tang San couldn't help but feel his heart beat when he heard this name.
The most powerful man in the world!
The leader of the once number one sect in the world!
Level 99 demigod peak Douluo!
It’s only half a step away from becoming a god!
Like a god!
How powerful is that?
It is really like a mountain!
"Get up, get up, good boy, let your great-grandfather take a good look at you." Tang Chen wanted to go forward to help Tang San, but when the blood on his body came in front of Tang San, a thick gleam flashed in his eyes. Sorrow, she just supported her with her hands, but she didn't touch him.
Because Tang San lowered his head, he didn't see the change in Tang Chen's eyes.
"Great-grandfather, you can decide for my father!" Tang San bowed down again.
Tang Chen said in surprise: "You get up first, what's wrong with you, Hao'er?"
Tang Chen looked at Tang Hao, his face full of doubts.
"Hao'er, you are the most promising person to inherit my mantle. Are you not the leader of the Haotian Sect now? I have been trapped in the killing city for decades, and I have no idea what is happening in the outside world. Faintly, I seem to feel Your aura appears around me. Tell me in detail what happened."
Tang Hao understood that the reason why Tang Chen had felt his aura was probably when he passed through the Hell Road of the Killing Capital and obtained the Killing God Realm.
It's a pity that grandparents and grandchildren cannot recognize each other.
But Tang Hao didn't say anything, he just looked at Tang Chen and said: "You have suffered in these years because of your unfilial grandson. Now that I have found you, I must take you back to the sect and let the descendants of your descendants do their best for you." filial piety!"
Tang Chen straightened his face, "Bastard, do you think I'm a fool? Xiaosan, tell me, I want to know what happened in these years, and who dared not to take my Haotian Sect seriously!" "
Looking at his angry grandfather, Tang Hao couldn't stop him.
At the moment, Tang San recounted in detail the situation of the Haotian Sect over the years, including the love between his father and his mother, the persecution of the Spirit Hall, the expulsion of the sect, the closure of the sect, and now the retreat of the Haotian Sect. He said everything without omission.
Tang Chen is Tang San's great-grandfather and the previous generation's leader of the Tang Sect. He has up to level 99 soul power support. I'm afraid he is now the No. 1 soul master in the world.
With the support of his great-grandfather, Tang San was convinced that neither the Haotian Sect nor the general trend of the world would ever be as difficult as what he faced.
What does a mere Wuhun Palace mean?
What does Bibi Dong mean?
What does it mean to be a mere Kayn?
I, Tang San, will never bow my head again, and will never be afraid again!
Listening to Tang San's words, Tang Chen's face became more and more ugly, and every change in the expression on his face made the air crackle like it was solidifying.
"Okay, what a Wuhundian. What a Qiandaoliu. Your grandfather is a fool. Forbearance is the only way?"
The blood light surged and fluctuated chaotically, Tang San could vaguely see the blood streaks continuously flashing under the great-grandfather's skin.
"Hao'er, Hao'er has ended up in such a situation. This kid, why are you so stupid!" Tang Chen burst into tears, but his tears were still bloody.
Tang Chen looked at Tang Hao, his eyes filled with regret!
Tang Hao sighed and said, "Grandpa, it's Hao'er who has no ability and has let you down!"
"Great-grandfather, don't be sad. The most important thing for us now is how to bring the Haotian Sect back out of the soul master world and destroy the ambitions of the Wuhun Palace. Eradicate them completely. The hatred between our parents is irreconcilable and we will not kill them. Complete destruction, I will never give up."
Tang Chen stared at Tang San in a daze, unable to speak for a while.
Tang San looked at him sincerely, thinking that after his great-grandfather learned about the sect's situation, he would definitely take him back to the sect to clean up the overall situation.
However, the light in Tang Chen's eyes gradually dimmed. He sighed, shook his head, and closed his eyes in pain.
"It's all my responsibility for the sect to be like this. However, I can't return to the sect with you."
"Why? Grandfather? Are you afraid of Wuhun Hall?"
Tang San really couldn't understand.
"Presumptuous!" Before Tang Chen could speak, Tang Hao slapped Tang San on the face, "Little beast, what are you talking about? Grandpa is such a hero, how can he be afraid of the Spirit Hall? He The old man must have his own considerations!"
Tang San also realized that he was too excited and said the wrong thing, and quickly fell to his knees on the ground.
Tang Chen looked embarrassed. What should he say? Could it be that he actually wanted to see his old lover Bo Saixi as soon as possible?
Saying such words in front of two juniors, where do you put your face?
Seemingly sensing Tang San's doubts, Tang Hao turned his head, "Xiao San, keep an eye on it!"
Black light surged, and a thread-like black light gradually took shape on Tang Hao's left hand. The Clear Sky Hammer, which was engraved with the magic pattern of the God of Death domain, was tightly held in his palm.
The King of Slaughter's eyes froze, looking at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand, his voice trembled, and blood and tears kept overflowing from his black eyes, making his face look a little ferocious.
"Well, you are worthy of being a descendant of my Tang family!"
As he spoke, black light surged in his hand, and an extremely huge hammer covered in dark golden magic patterns appeared in the hands of the King of Slaughter.
It is the peerless martial soul passed down from the Haotian School, and it is the peerless martial soul in its peak form.
Seeing the real Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao didn't hesitate anymore, fell to his knees and worshiped, and choked with sobs and shouted: "Grandfather."
At this time, his emotions became extremely excited. He never imagined that the King of Slaughter in the Slaughter City was actually his grandfather.
"Grandpa...are you Hao'er or Xiao'er?"
"I'm Hao'er! Grandpa!" Tang Hao's voice was trembling.
"Okay, good boy, I didn't expect you to be so successful!"
Tang Hao looked at Tang San who was still in disbelief, and pulled him over, "Xiao San, this is your great-grandfather, come here and kowtow to your great-grandfather!"
Tang San did not hesitate, plopped down on the ground with piety and excitement, and kowtowed three times firmly.
"Great-grandson Tang San has met my great-grandfather!"
"It's been so many years, and even Hao'er's son has grown up so big. Okay, you're fine, fine... My name is Tang Chen, kid."
Even though he had already made a guess in his mind, Tang San couldn't help but feel his heart beat when he heard this name.
The most powerful man in the world!
The leader of the once number one sect in the world!
Level 99 demigod peak Douluo!
It’s only half a step away from becoming a god!
Like a god!
How powerful is that?
It is really like a mountain!
"Get up, get up, good boy, let your great-grandfather take a good look at you." Tang Chen wanted to go forward to help Tang San, but when the blood on his body came in front of Tang San, a thick gleam flashed in his eyes. Sorrow, she just supported her with her hands, but she didn't touch him.
Because Tang San lowered his head, he didn't see the change in Tang Chen's eyes.
"Great-grandfather, you can decide for my father!" Tang San bowed down again.
Tang Chen said in surprise: "You get up first, what's wrong with you, Hao'er?"
Tang Chen looked at Tang Hao, his face full of doubts.
"Hao'er, you are the most promising person to inherit my mantle. Are you not the leader of the Haotian Sect now? I have been trapped in the killing city for decades, and I have no idea what is happening in the outside world. Faintly, I seem to feel Your aura appears around me. Tell me in detail what happened."
Tang Hao understood that the reason why Tang Chen had felt his aura was probably when he passed through the Hell Road of the Killing Capital and obtained the Killing God Realm.
It's a pity that grandparents and grandchildren cannot recognize each other.
But Tang Hao didn't say anything, he just looked at Tang Chen and said: "You have suffered in these years because of your unfilial grandson. Now that I have found you, I must take you back to the sect and let the descendants of your descendants do their best for you." filial piety!"
Tang Chen straightened his face, "Bastard, do you think I'm a fool? Xiaosan, tell me, I want to know what happened in these years, and who dared not to take my Haotian Sect seriously!" "
Looking at his angry grandfather, Tang Hao couldn't stop him.
At the moment, Tang San recounted in detail the situation of the Haotian Sect over the years, including the love between his father and his mother, the persecution of the Spirit Hall, the expulsion of the sect, the closure of the sect, and now the retreat of the Haotian Sect. He said everything without omission.
Tang Chen is Tang San's great-grandfather and the previous generation's leader of the Tang Sect. He has up to level 99 soul power support. I'm afraid he is now the No. 1 soul master in the world.
With the support of his great-grandfather, Tang San was convinced that neither the Haotian Sect nor the general trend of the world would ever be as difficult as what he faced.
What does a mere Wuhun Palace mean?
What does Bibi Dong mean?
What does it mean to be a mere Kayn?
I, Tang San, will never bow my head again, and will never be afraid again!
Listening to Tang San's words, Tang Chen's face became more and more ugly, and every change in the expression on his face made the air crackle like it was solidifying.
"Okay, what a Wuhundian. What a Qiandaoliu. Your grandfather is a fool. Forbearance is the only way?"
The blood light surged and fluctuated chaotically, Tang San could vaguely see the blood streaks continuously flashing under the great-grandfather's skin.
"Hao'er, Hao'er has ended up in such a situation. This kid, why are you so stupid!" Tang Chen burst into tears, but his tears were still bloody.
Tang Chen looked at Tang Hao, his eyes filled with regret!
Tang Hao sighed and said, "Grandpa, it's Hao'er who has no ability and has let you down!"
"Great-grandfather, don't be sad. The most important thing for us now is how to bring the Haotian Sect back out of the soul master world and destroy the ambitions of the Wuhun Palace. Eradicate them completely. The hatred between our parents is irreconcilable and we will not kill them. Complete destruction, I will never give up."
Tang Chen stared at Tang San in a daze, unable to speak for a while.
Tang San looked at him sincerely, thinking that after his great-grandfather learned about the sect's situation, he would definitely take him back to the sect to clean up the overall situation.
However, the light in Tang Chen's eyes gradually dimmed. He sighed, shook his head, and closed his eyes in pain.
"It's all my responsibility for the sect to be like this. However, I can't return to the sect with you."
"Why? Grandfather? Are you afraid of Wuhun Hall?"
Tang San really couldn't understand.
"Presumptuous!" Before Tang Chen could speak, Tang Hao slapped Tang San on the face, "Little beast, what are you talking about? Grandpa is such a hero, how can he be afraid of the Spirit Hall? He The old man must have his own considerations!"
Tang San also realized that he was too excited and said the wrong thing, and quickly fell to his knees on the ground.
Tang Chen looked embarrassed. What should he say? Could it be that he actually wanted to see his old lover Bo Saixi as soon as possible?
Saying such words in front of two juniors, where do you put your face?
