Douluo Tang San, stop rolling around

Chapter 175 Blue Silver Grass Ancestral Land

After leaving Xingluo City, everyone came to an empty dense forest outside the city.

"Rongrong, Brother Yu, these two soul bones are for you. You should absorb them now."

As he spoke, Xu Dongyang threw the two soul bones he obtained from the Xingluo Treasure House to the two of them.

Afterwards, everyone came to protect the two.

A quarter of an hour later, Yu Tianheng was the first to complete the absorption of the soul bone, and his soul power increased by two levels to level 64.

Not long after him, Ning Rongrong also completed the absorption, and her soul power reached the perfect level 60.

"Finally level 60!"

Ning Rongrong's face was full of joy, her little face was rosy, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were like autumn water.

Now she has finally caught up with everyone else and also been promoted to Level 60 Soul Emperor.

"Let's go. Help Rongrong obtain the sixth soul ring first, and then we will go to Sea God Island."

After saying that, Xu Dongyang took the lead and led everyone to the nearest gathering place of soul beasts in Xingluo City.

Just as everyone was on their way to Poseidon Island, two men were heading deep into the vast Star Forest.

One of them was wearing a black robe, looked weathered, had cloudy eyes, and looked intimidating without even getting angry. There was a blue-haired young man on his back.

The young man was dressed in blue and looked handsome. He was at an age full of vigor and vitality.

But now he looks like an old man, with a lifeless face and dull eyes.

His face was pale, his breath was choking, and his right arm and right leg were empty, with blood scabs left by dried blood.

The two people were Tang Hao and the seriously injured Tang San.

"Dad, can that method really cure my injuries?" Tang San's voice was very light and extremely weak.

"We can only try it. That's the best treatment method I can think of." Tang Hao replied in a low voice.

After escaping from Tiandou City, Tang Hao has been trying to find a way to heal Tang San's injuries and help him reattach his broken limbs.

But this is easier said than done. Although a healing soul master can heal injuries, even the Nine-Hearted Begonia cannot help regenerate severed limbs.

Finally, the helpless Tang Hao thought of the ancestral land of Blue Silver Grass. Perhaps there was a way to regenerate severed limbs there!

"If I can really recover from my injuries, I will definitely take revenge!"

Tang San growled, his eyes were bloodshot, as if endless hatred was hidden in them.

For a moment, his murderous aura was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, surging outward uncontrollably and scaring away all the nearby birds and beasts.

His eyes were bloodshot, like a ghost, his breathing was rapid like thunder, and from his throat came a beast-like roar and the sound of grinding teeth.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that it seemed as if they were about to break. It was obvious that he hated Xu Dongyang so much that he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

After coming out of the City of Slaughter, he had not had time to cultivate his character and learn how to control his murderous aura before something unexpected happened and he was seriously injured by Xu Dongyang.

Now the murderous aura is running wild, and the whole person seems to be showing signs of being possessed!

He clenched his fists, causing wrinkles on the black robe on Tang Hao's shoulders.

Tang Hao noticed his son's condition and shouted, "Xiao San!"

The sound was extremely loud, sonorous, powerful, deafening, and the echo lingered in the forest. This sound hit Tang San's heart like a hammer, and he suddenly came back to his senses. With a burst of fear in his heart, he murmured softly: "Did I just go crazy?"

"Xiao San, don't be blinded by hatred. You must control your murderous aura, otherwise you will never be able to control the realm of the God of Killing." Tang Hao taught in a deep voice.

Then he spoke again: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you avenge your hatred. The next time we meet, I will make that little devil suffer unbearable pain and crush his limbs!"

His tone was full of murderous intent, and his face turned red with anger when he thought about the other party beating his son into a cripple.

He wished he could reach Xu Dongyang instantly and smash him back into his mother's womb with a hammer.

And that damn Dugu Bo, actually dared to be his enemy. He was the dignified Haotian Douluo, who had been roaming the continent for more than ten years, and the only time he suffered a loss was at the hands of the Spirit Hall.

But now, he has fallen into trouble one after another because of Dugu Bo and a kid in his twenties.

Every time he thought of the scene of being kicked in the face by Xu Dongyang, he felt a burning sensation on his face, as if he had been slapped in the face.

A Super Douluo at the peak of level 96 was bullied by a Soul Saint at level .

uh-huh!

When he thought of this, he felt his blood rushing up and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Dad, are you okay?" Tang San asked with a worried look.

"It's okay, it's just a recurrence of an old injury. Just take a rest." Tang Hao didn't care at all and raised his hand to wipe off the blood.

"Do you want to take a break?" Tang San suggested.

"No, it's more important to help you recover your physical body first."

Tang Hao did not stop, but instead quickened his pace.

"Dad, I want to avenge myself!" Tang San said angrily.

Tang Hao frowned. He was not optimistic about his son, but he still encouraged him: "Then you have to practice well. You are no match for him now."

Although he was proud of his son, who had been precocious since childhood, which made him feel at ease, and was also very talented, even better than him, he was still a little inferior to Xu Dongyang.

The fact that the other party's seventh soul ring is 100,000 years old still frightens him. He can't understand how someone's seventh soul ring can be 100,000 years old?
How can he take revenge when his son is far inferior to the other person in terms of the quality of his soul ring and the level of his soul power?

Apart from the twin martial spirits, he seems to have nothing to show for it in other aspects.

Wait, twin martial spirits!
Tang Hao's eyes lit up, as if he saw hope, "Xiao San, if you want to catch up with Xu Dongyang, or even surpass him, it's not impossible for you to take revenge on your own."

"After this, I will allow you to cultivate your second martial soul. At that time, I will take you to practice and equip you with the spirit ring of the Clear Sky Hammer. You will have the hope of surpassing the opponent in the shortest time and even be promoted to a Titled Douluo!"

"The second martial spirit.
That's right, as long as I cultivate my second martial spirit, Xu Dongyang won't be a problem at all! Even if he cultivates faster, so what? I have advantages that he absolutely doesn't have! "Tang San was excited, and he quickly figured out the key.

“Yes, the spirit rings of your second spirit will all be over 50,000 years old, or even 100,000 years old.

And every time you obtain a soul ring, you will receive soul power in return, and then your soul power will surge.

Even if you can reach the Title Douluo level, it is not impossible. As long as you absorb a few more hundred thousand year spirit rings and spirit bones, you can quickly increase your spirit power!"

Listening to Tang Hao's explanation, Tang San's eyes became brighter, as if he had regained his confidence. He saw the scene of himself defeating Xu Dongyang in the future, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot at once.

Even Tang Hao felt happier, and his steps became faster and lighter.

Soon, the two came to an area full of vitality.

(End of this chapter)