Douluo: I, Tang Wulin, invite Tang San to die.

Chapter 4 Tang San: Who dares to stop me

Mysterious place.

In front of this majestic golden dragon, Tang Wulin, who looked a bit small, looked dazed.

However, the next moment, as the voice in his mind rang, his already stunning face became even more shocking:

[Current location: Mysterious place]

[Sign in successfully——]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Golden Dragon King Bloodline]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the second martial spirit: Golden Dragon King]

In an instant, the Golden Dragon King who was originally in front of him turned into a blur, and then a violent and extremely powerful ability rushed into his body.

"..."

Hearing such a sound, Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment.

What did he hear?The bloodline of the Golden Dragon King...

"complete?

In this mysterious space, Tang Wulin subconsciously released his martial spirit to check the situation. The next moment, a huge phantom of the Dragon King appeared behind him.

At the same time, whether it was his palms, arms, legs, torso... his whole body instantly transformed into the body of the Dragon King, and finally transformed into a suit of armor.

Even a pair of oppressive wings also appeared behind him, and the power of the Golden Dragon King emerged instantly.

"It's actually really complete..."

Tang Wulin waved his now heavy arms, clenched the two golden dragon claws, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although he has not yet obtained any of the soul skills of the Golden Dragon King's martial spirit, no matter what, this dragon body alone is not something that ordinary people can withstand attacks.

"The protagonist in the original work spent his whole life, even after being frozen for thousands of years, and he still didn't have the complete bloodline of the Golden Dragon King, and he came to me."

"It was there as soon as we came up."

After taking back his martial spirit, he couldn't help but murmur.

"With the blood of the Golden Dragon King."

"No matter what bad things happen in the future, it seems that they are nothing."

Tang Wulin thought with a faint smile on his face.

Can’t the evil soul master defeat him? Doesn't exist, I am the Golden Dragon King.

Girlfriend competes in martial arts to find a bride? Doesn't exist, I am the Golden Dragon King.

Planning for death? Doesn't exist, I am the Golden Dragon King.

"With extreme power, it is inevitable to overthrow Douluo."

"I, Tang Wulin, the protagonist of a generation..."

"Tang San should be invited to die!"

Tang Wulin slowly retreated from the mysterious space, lying on the bed and quietly looking at the ceiling in front of him, and said with a chuckle.

Tang San? die!

With the blood of the Golden Dragon King, he felt that his waist no longer ached and his legs no longer ached, as if he was many times better than before.

Think about it, half of the majestic Dragon God, the Golden Dragon King, who dominates the body and has ultimate strength, will definitely not be much different in the increase in benefits he brings.

At least much stronger than the Blue Silver Emperor...

"The Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit, which is obviously the main life force and is not much weaker when converted into attack power, is much stronger."

"But one and two of them chose to 'tangle'."

"The original author is really confused."

Tang Wulin shook his head and couldn't help but think to himself.

Tang San is brainless, you little smart guy can't be brainless.

"No matter what."

"I don't even want to take the control path."

Tang Wulin sat up and couldn't help but think about it.

The first soul skill, blue silver entanglement?

Only dogs use that!

"but……"

"I'm not like the person in the original novel who was born with Level 3 and earned money to buy souls by working as an iron worker for three years..."

"I really don't know what to do with the first soul ring. Although the price is sufficient for consumption, there is no way to take it out directly. It's a big headache."

"Since the Spirit Transferring Tower organization wants to invite me, it is really possible to send me a soul, but is this appropriate..."

Tang Wulin couldn't help but think to himself, feeling extremely conflicted.

He is definitely not that kind of person. He will never want this free gift!

Even if Tang Wulin starved to death and died outside, it would be absolutely impossible for him to get it if he jumped from here...

"Why do I feel a little uncomfortable? This feeling seems to come from... Douluo Star?"

"Douluo Continent, what happened?"

"No way?"

In a certain space, in the Douluo God Realm that was swept away by the storm, Tang San, the Chairman of the Committee of the God Realm who was in charge of the relevant planes of the Douluo God Realm and monopolized power, suddenly frowned and couldn't help but say.

As his back garden...

No, as the place where he ascended 20,000 years ago, his hometown, and the seat of the Tang Sect, Douluo Continent can be said to be his true counterpart. Anyone who wants to touch this cake will be deeply affected. to his condemnation.

In other words: No matter who he touches, he will die!

A look of disobedience flashed across Tang San's seemingly noble face, and he snorted coldly, thinking this.

Just like the God of Destruction before, just because it delayed his control of the situation, he used a small trick to make the opponent and his wife, the God of Life, disappear together, and his body and soul disappeared.

Even before they died, these two people even hoped to be reborn together, achieve greater glory, and re-enter the Douluo God Realm.

<divclass="contentadv">However, he can only say that these two guys are too naive.

As a person who controls the God Realm with hard power and has labels such as "the upright God King", "the best father who never cares about his children", and "the best husband who never absorbs his wife's soul ring", he will do that kind of thing. Something?

Not only would he not do it, but he had already wiped their souls into dregs long before the two of them dedicated their lives to the God Realm together.

"hehe."

"If you can't even destroy something, how can there be anyone in this world who can stop me, Tang San, from my will."

"No way, absolutely impossible."

As if thinking about his previous glorious deeds, Tang San snorted with a look of contempt on his face.

Want to disobey him, Tang San's enemy? Not born yet!

Take a detailed look at your life, whether it was the Mandala Snake or the Human-Faced Demon Spider at the beginning, or the later Qian Renxue or Bibi Dong.

Even the Douluo plane that tried to resist itself and gave birth to the Son of Destiny was not all made submissive by himself.

"not to mention."

"There are no gods in the Douluo Continent now. How can a mere titled Douluo stir up troubles? I have left a soul imprint on my son."

"When the time comes, I will definitely guide him to become the strongest and complete my great cause, hahahahahaha."

"It's enough to have my father there. Although he is only a small second-level god and cannot achieve much, he is still a god of face after all. He will definitely not be a child's play."

Tang San's face was full of determination and seriousness, and he thought confidently.

His father may not be a competent father, a competent husband, a competent brother, a competent son... but he believes that the other party will definitely be a competent grandfather and a competent guardian god of the plane.

"When father becomes more reliable."

"It's quite reliable."

"..."

And far away in a sealed space in Douluo Continent, a man and a woman, an old man and a young man, were working very diligently... farming.

Yes, farming is what you imagine... very upright, hard-working and in the truest sense, farming crops.

Surrounding them, there was a golden wheat field, and in it, there were some blue silver grass dots from time to time, which can only be said to be a bit weird.

"Ah Yin, look at this wheat, is it big and wide?"

The middle-aged man picked up a piece of wheat and said so.

This is a slightly stout middle-aged man, wearing relatively clean clothes, and he looks very ordinary.

Judging from the way he was holding the wheat, it seemed that he was someone who cherished food and liked farming. However, under his feet, they were crushing one after another at the same time.

His name is Tang Hao, Tang San's biological father who was born 20,000 years ago. After the other party became a god, he also benefited from it and became a powerful second-level god - the Hammer God.

Ten thousand years after becoming a god, he was very honored to be given the next promotion and became the god of the plane in the world of Douluo Continent.

From this point of view, it seems that it is not difficult for his wife to become the Douluo Tree?

"correct."

"but……"

The woman on the side nodded and responded.

She is A Yin, Tang Hao's wife and Tang San's mother.

She had transformed into a human being 20,000 years ago and was later resurrected as a spirit beast. Although she did not become a god because of her identity as a spirit beast, she had already become one of the three with help when Tang San became a god. A hundred thousand year old ferocious beast.

Coupled with her good luck in Douluo Star, let alone overcoming the tribulation, even becoming the foundation of life would not be a problem.

"That's for sure."

"I grew this myself."

Tang Hao said with a smile on his face with a proud look on his face.

"I'm telling you, Ah Yin."

"When I was in the God Realm before, that boy Oscar said that I cook deliciously and that I have this talent. Hey, it really opened the door to a new world for me."

"It's not impossible to go back to Douluo Star to be the God of Faces, cultivate your sentiments by cultivating the fields, etc."

Tang Hao said with a smile.

"Ah this..."

Hearing this, it was Ah Yin's turn to be frightened. The stir-fried blue cabbage and other things the other party made were almost too dark to look good.

And got praise from the God of Cookery?

If it weren't for the fact that your son is a god-king, would you be able to have such praise?

"Brother Hao, Mistress asked you to become the god of the plane in this world of Douluo Continent, and you can also be regarded as the patron saint."

"Isn't it not good for you to just take me... farming here again and again?"

After a while, Ah Yin couldn't help but slowly asked.

"Harmful."

"Ah Yin, you don't understand. The mistress who asked me to come to Douluo Continent must have been giving me tasks. I remember this before."

Hearing his wife's words, Tang Hao felt unhappy for a moment, and immediately retorted. However, the next moment, he suddenly hesitated in his heart:

"then……"

"Son, he wants me to find someone named Wu Wu Lin, Wu Wu... Lin Lai?"

"Wu Lin or Lin Wu?"

Tang Hao's face turned a little ugly for a moment, and he thought at a loss.

He really didn't hear clearly, but he couldn't be blamed for that. After all, it was his son who didn't make it clear.

"Since my son doesn't want to explain clearly, well..."

"Then it's definitely not an important person. It doesn't matter whether we find him or not."

Tang Hao thought with a serious expression.

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