Chapter 522: After not seeing you for a few years, how come your cultivation has shrunk?

Yan was obviously stunned for a moment, not understanding what Tang San meant, and frowned: "I'm just passing by, why are you so nervous?"

"Ha. You people from the Spirit Hall

Not all are virtuous. They say they are passing by, but in fact they have no good intentions. "Although Tang San has lost all his strength, he still has a good mind. He has been extremely wary of the people in Wuhun Palace.

Yan's eyes turned a little cold when he looked at Tang San, but he did not take action directly, but reasoned with Tang San: "Tang San, I know you are prejudiced against our Wuhun Palace, but our Wuhun Palace

Did a lot of good things indeed. We hunt evil soul masters and protect ordinary people from being harmed. At the end of the day, we are just on different sides. Tang San smiled coldly, "Your so-called stance is just an excuse to satisfy your ambitions." I, Tang San, have been defeated today. I want to kill or behead him, it’s up to you! "

After hearing Tang San's radical words, Yan was a little curious. Why did he feel that Tang San seemed to be a different person now? The previous calmness and calmness had disappeared. Now Tang San was like a madman biting everywhere.

Yan couldn't help but ask: "Tang San, has something happened to you? Why are you now..." "No, nothing happened to me. Kill or behead, it's up to you!" Tang San interrupted Yan directly If so, his current state is really not suitable for fighting with others.

Yan looked at Tang San, his eyes sparkling, and thought to himself: "This Tang San's aura seems to have changed, and why is the fluctuation of his soul power only at the soul king level?"

"Tang San, I haven't seen you for several years, why has your cultivation level shrunk?" Yan couldn't help but ask.

"You just shrank. If you want to kill me, kill me now. Do all the soul masters in your Spirit Hall like to talk nonsense? Or is your Spirit Hall itself a joke?" Tang San mocked. "Tang San, you!" Yan was completely angered by Tang San. He directly summoned his own martial spirit. Purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red, nine spirit rings appeared in front of him. Around Yan, the aura of a ninety-fifth-level titled Douluo was released.

Then what caught Tang San's eyes was a pair of crimson flame wings, and a shadow exuding a sacred aura appeared behind Yan, with a divine ring of seven flames surrounding the shadow. Tang San frowned when he saw this, why did Yan's martial spirit change? Wasn't it a demon before? Why does it look like a god from the divine realm now?

Before Tang San could figure it out, he saw the sacred phantom merging with Yan. Yan with flame wings rushed towards Tang San like a meteor. When he punched Tang San, the palm of his hand hit Tang San. Flames shot out from everywhere at the same time, and the blazing flames turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards Tang San with its teeth and claws.

Now Tang San couldn't escape at all, he even felt that his body was about to be scorched by Yan's flames. His hands and feet were burned black, and he fell to the ground. He could only bear the full power of Yan's attack and the flying fire.

When the flames dissipated, Tang San's body had been burned to the point of leaving no intact skin. His body was twitching continuously, and large mouthfuls of blood spewed out of his mouth. His current body no longer belonged to him, and he had no power to fight against the blazing flames.

Yan walked up to Tang San and looked at him condescendingly, "There are differences between gods and mortals. You are not qualified to fight me now. What's more, you are just a Soul King now."

I saw Yan slowly waving his hand, and red light lingered around Tang San, restoring Tang San's charred body to its original state, "Tang San, what happened today will teach you a lesson. If I see you being so slanderous again in the future, Wuhun Palace, when I become a god, that’s when I’ll kill you.”

Yan snorted coldly and flew away from here.

All that was left was a mess on the ground and Tang San's unwilling look. Tang San only felt that his hands and feet had been burned by the flames, and his body was constantly twitching.

He finally figured out that Yan had also obtained the inheritance of the gods, and it seemed that his divine examination level had reached at least the sixth examination level, and his soul power had reached level ninety-five. Before his strength was taken away, Yan couldn't even take one of his own moves.

But at this time, he was being tortured like a bereaved dog.

He hated, hated these so-called gods for leaving Jun Yi alone and torturing himself here. He hated that the so-called God King of Destruction had no structure at all. He is not willing, really not. He is not willing to spend his whole life here. He is not willing to have his divine position taken away by others.

His heart was filled with unwillingness and resentment. He hated this world, hated this so-called God Realm, and even more hated the God King of Destruction. Why was he targeting himself so much? What grudge do you have against him? He didn't understand, he really didn't understand.

Tang San's eyes gradually became hollow, and his heart became completely cold. He just felt like he was a joke, being played by this divine world. In his entire life, Tang San had never done anything bad, and had never been sorry to anyone. Why was this God Realm treating him like this? He couldn't accept this reality, he really couldn't accept it. His heart was completely dead and his body was completely numb.

On the other side, Yan had returned to Wuhun City, but when he entered Wuhun City, he suddenly felt that his divine power had been weakened a lot, and even

It made him feel powerless. Yan frowned slightly, feeling a little shocked. What on earth was going on?

Just as he was wondering, a figure appeared in front of him. The person was a beautiful woman with long golden hair,

skin as white as jade, and a light golden long skirt. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with angel feathers with silver silk threads, which made her look noble and elegant.

"It turned out to be Yan. I didn't expect you to come back. Nana missed you so much." The person who spoke was Qian Renxue. After sensing a strange divine power appearing in Wuhun City, she immediately rushed here, but she didn't expect that the person who came was Yan.

Yan frowned slightly after seeing this beautiful woman and asked, "Who are you?"

Qian Renxue smiled calmly and said, "Oh, I forgot. This is the first time I meet you in this appearance. Let me introduce myself. I am Qian Renxue, the second emperor of the Wuhun Empire."

"The second emperor? Where is the Pope?" Yan looked at the woman in front of him in confusion. He had never seen Qian Renxue before, but he could feel a familiar breath from Qian Renxue. Moreover, Qian Renxue's appearance is somewhat similar to that of the Pope, but the temperament is completely different.

"My mother has traveled the continent and is not in Wuhun City. Now I am responsible for the affairs of the Wuhun Empire." Qian Renxue said with a smile.