Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect

Tang San took a deep breath, then put away the Clear Sky Hammer and took off his coat, revealing his muscular arms. Although Tang San was only twelve years old, people on Douluo Continent awakened at the age of six, leading to faster growth. Now Tang San had reached the height of an adult.

Tang San stood firmly on his horse, took out a crystal blood dragon ginseng as thick as a thumb from his soul guide and put it into his mouth. Immediately, the medicinal power of the crystal blood dragon ginseng burst out, and his cheeks turned red as if he had taken stimulants.

He placed his hands in front of the Jade Gate, and then the Rakshasa Martial Spirit appeared. He thought to himself, "I thought the Rakshasa Martial Spirit would be suppressed, but it seems I was too worried."

"Rakshasa possessed!" Tang San shouted in his heart. His skin had turned red due to eating the crystal blood dragon ginseng. After being possessed by Rakshasa, he was surrounded by blood energy and looked like a red evil ghost from a distance.

With a humming sound, the earth began to wriggle, and a blood-red moon shone overhead, "The domain unfolds, the Eclipse Moon, the Blood Hell of Eternal Sin."

In an instant, a mirage appeared within the domain. The blood moon turned into a prison dome, and a sticky pool of blood surged on the ground. Chains pierced out from under the blood pool. If there were enemies, these chains would suppress the opponent's soul power. Although there were no enemies now, countless chains turned into a thrust that pushed towards the huge jade gate.

If you look closely, you can find that there are twelve faceless stone statues standing at the bottom of the blood pool, holding chains. Maybe because Tang San is not strong enough, these stone statues did not appear.

"what!"

In this instant, all of Tang San's states soared to the limit in an instant, and the Rakshasa possession attached to his body like a real Rakshasa.

Rumble, the moment Tang San suddenly exerted force, Yumen emitted a faint white light, which formed a thrust, and the reverse thrust of the white light was just equivalent to the limit of the 37th level Soul Master.

"No wonder no one can push open this door. The stronger the strength, the stronger the resistance. If it weren't for the god-level martial spirit, strong physical strength, and the innate domain, it would be impossible to push it open."

Two forces, one red and one white, collided with each other, and the creaking sound of a door opening was slowly heard, and a crack appeared in the tightly closed door.

Fortunately, the old missionary left, otherwise he would be shocked to see this scene. After all, even Pope Qian Xunji could only push the door open a little bit.

Boom, with a loud bang, the white mist around seemed to be lifted up, like a vast ocean overturned, forming a huge whirlpool.

Gaga, Gaga, Tang San took a step forward with his right foot. At this time, the white jade door had been pushed open to a gap the size of a human head. As long as Tang San stepped in with his left foot, he could enter.

"Oh my god, can this door really be pushed open!" Tang San gritted his teeth, but he found that it was difficult to push open the rest of the door after it was opened halfway.

However, just when the stalemate occurred, a soul light suddenly emanated from Tang San's right hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer spirit suddenly flew out of his body, turning into a black stream of light and smashing heavily on the door.

There was a loud bang, and with a bang, the remaining part was smashed open by the Clear Sky Hammer. Then a platinum light gushed out from the door and sucked Tang San in. The door closed all of a sudden, as if nothing had happened.

With a "puff" sound, the next moment, Tang San, who was sucked in, felt that his whole body was sprayed out. He rolled over on the ground for several times and fell like a dog eating shit before stopping.

Tang San stood up and opened his eyes, and found that he was actually standing under a huge mountain. The mountain was towering into the clouds. At a glance, there were only clouds in the distance. He seemed to be standing in the sky.

"Um, have I passed the entrance exam? What about the old missionary? Or is the exam not over yet? This can't be the Spirit Holy Academy." Tang San was in a dilemma at this time. Where are you, the examiner?

Tang San looked back and saw a large door with flowing light spinning behind him. After taking a look, he said, "I just came out from here. This seems to be a soul guide, a bit like a storage ring soul guide with spatial properties. It should be a portal soul guide."

"No wonder no one can pass the Holy Academy entrance exam. Opening this Jade Gate actually requires twin martial spirits."

Tang San's face was filled with a hint of pride. Who else in the world besides himself has twin martial spirits? "Alas, there's nothing I can do. I'm just so gifted."

After boasting for a while, Tang San began to survey this world, muttering to himself, "This is probably the same underground world as the Slaughter City and the Ghost Town. It's a world with another dimension. This is probably left behind by the Angel God."

"Could it be that the Angel God also has a divine test left here?"

However, Tang San quickly denied this answer, because the Angel God's divine test has always been under the control of the Spirit Hall. If the Angel God's divine test really existed here, Tang San would not be able to come here.

"What is that?" Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and he found a faint golden light appearing in the distance, like a building.

Tang San tried it and found that the surrounding clouds could actually be stepped on, like land. When he got closer, he found that in the center of the sea of ​​clouds, there was an exquisite white temple. In front of the temple was a six-winged angel statue, and under the statue were three words written in golden text.

"Angel City? I've come to the place where angels live!?" Tang San swallowed his saliva. How could he, a Rakshasa God-tested fellow, come to the place where angels live?

Mocking someone in the face is right!

Chapter 74 There is a pervert!

"Well, it should still be in time for me to go back now. The angel is kind and just, and he won't hurt children." Tang San took a half step back seriously.

"No, even if it is the place where angels live, it was a long time ago. No matter whether it is Rakshasa, Shura or angel, they have disappeared to who knows where. Why should I be afraid of it?" Tang San rolled his eyes. If he did not use the Rakshasa martial soul and the Rakshasa divine eye, he would just be an ordinary soul master and should be fine.

At this moment, Tang San also became bold. It was a rare opportunity to come to such a miraculous place. If he was cowardly and went home, what was the point of practicing?

Tang San plucked up his courage, walked over the angel statue, crouched against the wall, looked around like a thief, and stood on the edge. He was completely enveloped by the light of the palace.

Although this Angel City is called a city, it is not as big as a city. It is more like a palace complex, similar to the Forbidden City, where several buildings make up one place.

"It looks a bit like a palace. I guess there were a lot of people living here in the past. That angel was like an emperor, revered by all the people."

Tang San walked to several side halls. The things in these side halls had long been turned into waste, and some places had even collapsed. However, it was not difficult to see that there were traces of life here, and traces of many people living here.

"Could it be that the so-called gods of the past were actually similar to the emperors of today's empires? They created a new world and accepted the worship of all people?"

Tang San visited several side halls, but unfortunately he did not encounter any opportunities like in the soul master biography, nor did he discover any medicine garden treasure house. He only occasionally found one or two worn soul guides and some metals, which were naturally picked up by Tang San.

"Why is there no opportunity at all? Did the Angel God take everything with him when he left? How could this Angel God be so stingy that he didn't even leave anything for me?" Tang San complained speechlessly for a while, then looked towards the center.

In the center, golden light was floating and white mist was surging around. It was obvious that it must be the former residence of the angel god.

If the capital of slaughter is in the underworld, then this is the heavenly world.

When Tang San walked into the largest palace, the scene inside was far beyond his expectations. An ancient breath suddenly hit him in the face. In that instant, Tang San felt as if he had returned to ancient times.

"This feeling is very similar to the dream of the Lotus Soul Guidance Device. This is a very ancient era!"

This feeling was just like when Tang San accidentally opened the soul guide and observed that period of Tang Sect history. This ancient aura overwhelmed him all at once.

When Tang San came to his senses, he realized that this palace was different from the other side halls. Looking up, he saw that there was no dome above his head, but the sky was the dome.

When you look up, all you can see is the extremely distant starry sky, which makes you feel extremely small, like a speck of dust in the universe, as if this is the closest place to the divine realm.

These paintings

Tang San looked down at his surroundings. There were no statues or thrones in the palace, only murals that filled the entire space with an artistic atmosphere.

Tang San's attention was immediately attracted by these murals. He browsed through them carefully and looked at them with great interest. There were many birds and beasts in the murals. He had never seen most of these soul beasts before. The few he had seen were in the illusion where the Rakshasa God and the Shura God fought.

"These soul beasts are definitely not imagined out of thin air. These soul beasts once existed in reality, and they are probably extremely powerful!" Tang San was 100% sure that this was not a work of art, it was real, and each mural here corresponded to an ancient event.

It's just that because it was too long ago, no one knows what these paintings represent. In Tang San's era, even things like soul guides can be lost. Not to mention these.

In fact, the murals here do record a lot of unknown history. This is an era when gods still exist, which is so ancient that it is unimaginable.

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw a mural. On it was a middle-aged man holding a trident with half of his body submerged in the sea. Behind him appeared a martial spirit shadow with a human body and a fish tail, roaring sharply at the sea.

"A human body with a fish tail? How come this is so similar to the spirit of Poseidon Douluo Poseidon? This man holding the trident, could he be the Poseidon?"

Tang Hao's grandfather Tang Chen had actually fought with Poseidon Douluo Poseidon. Tang Hao had also heard from Tang Chen that Poseidon Douluo's Poseidon Martial Soul was a martial soul that looked like a mermaid warrior and was very powerful holding a trident. Tang San speculated that the so-called Poseidon Douluo Martial Soul was most likely a god-level martial soul.

As Tang San walked inside, he recorded these murals in his mind. He had a premonition that these histories might bring him unimaginable help in the future.

When Tang San reached the last mural, his pupils shrank and he exclaimed in astonishment: "This is the scene of the battle between Rakshasa God and Shura God!"

He has seen this scene before!

"Is this Angel God's duty as an observer and recorder? Or is this simply the Angel God's preference?"

Tang San looked to the side. He had reached the end. There were no murals at the innermost part, only a white wall with no other passage.

"No, there is a passage." Tang San stretched out his hand and touched it. Sure enough, the white wall was just a cover, and there was a passage inside!

Tang San entered the white wall, and then the scenery in front of him changed. By the time he could see clearly, it was too late.

Behind the white wall is the dormitory.

The entire room was brightly lit without a trace of darkness. In the middle of the room stood a large bed covered with feathers, like the wings of an angel spread out. Beneath these feathers lay a delicate body, lying before his eyes.

Her skin is as white as Tianyu's, and it is hard to tell whose is whiter. Whether it is the slender waist that can be held in one hand, the huge buttocks, or the fragrant buttocks that are faintly visible under Tianyu, it is hard to find fault with them.

Her shoulders are as sharp as a knife and her legs are round and beautiful, which further highlights her unparalleled beauty.

"Angel."

As soon as Tang San blurted out the words, he knew something bad was going to happen. Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, he saw the eyelashes of the woman under Tianyu quilt flutter slightly, and her beautiful eyes opened and met Tang San's eyes.

Those eyes were like bright stars, revealing wisdom and a little confusion from just waking up. Her temperament was noble and sacred, with feminine charm. Her beautiful hair set off her almost perfect face.

Seeing someone suddenly appear in this place, the woman was stunned at first, then a hint of shyness and anger appeared on her face. The next second, a terrifying murderous intent broke out, and a huge black spider spirit rushed out to tear the little hooligan Tang San into pieces!

The moment Tang San saw the woman wake up, he knew something was wrong. He turned and ran away, cursing in his heart: "Who sleeps without clothes? There must be some pervert!"

Chapter 75: Twin Martial Spirits

With a thud, Tang San rolled forward and narrowly avoided the spirit attack.

Tang San quickly stood up, looked towards the entrance on the wall and said, "Hey, you're going too far. This isn't my fault. You're the one sleeping without clothes on. You're the pervert."

Tang San started to blame others as soon as he opened his mouth.

After a while, a figure appeared in the wall passage at the end, with long black hair and a long dress. The dress wrapped around her body. Although the dress was not tight, it set off her curves to the fullest, beautiful and touching.

Tang San shook his head violently, trying to put the erotic scene he had just seen behind him, otherwise he would be killed without knowing what happened.

But Tang San couldn't be blamed. As the young master of the Haotian Sect, he had attracted many admirers over the years, but it was rare to find someone with a perfect face and mature temperament like the woman in front of him.

Of course, if Tang San knew about the entrance examination of the Spirit Holy Academy, he would know that the woman in front of him was the former Saint Bibi Dong, the only one who could open the door of angels, who was promoted to Saint by the Pope and later disappeared.

Hearing Tang San's words of putting the blame on others, Bibi Dong's face did not change at all, as if the instinctive shyness just now was just an illusion.

"How did you get in here?" A strange look flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes. This place was her hiding place. She was able to hide in the Spirit Hall all the time thanks to the special restrictions of the Angel Jade Gate.

If the young man in front of her has a way to break the restrictions left by the Angel God, then she will be in great danger.

Hearing this, Tang San was stunned for a moment. He had thought that he would be scolded. After all, he had just seen someone else's body. Although it was an accident, it was the other party who suffered the loss.

But the first thing the other party asked was how he got in, as if he didn't care about what had just happened.

Tang San also felt a little guilty, so he answered truthfully: "My name is Tang San, and I came here to take the entrance exam for the Holy Academy. The old missionary brought me to a big door and told me to push it open, so I pushed it open and came here."

Hearing Tang San's description, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes shrank slightly. Being able to open the Angel's Gate means only one thing!

Bibi Dong asked solemnly, "Do you possess twin martial spirits?"

Only twin spirits can push open the Angel Gate; others, even level 99 Ultimate Douluo, cannot force their way through. Just like the Slaughter City, even if you are a level 99 Ultimate Douluo, you will still be suppressed and unable to use your spirit skills. You can only rely on the most basic spirit power.

Because this is the power of God. Although the ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo is invincible in the world, he is just a larger mortal in front of the gods.

As soon as these words came out, Tang San understood instantly. He looked at the angelic-looking woman in front of him with astonishment and stunned, and said: "You also have twin spirits?!"

The other party was able to guess that I had twin martial souls at once, which meant that only people with twin martial souls could enter this place, and I was not wrong.

This question changed the entire atmosphere. In the nearly one hundred years of history of the entire Douluo Continent, there were two clearly recorded cases of twin martial spirits, one born in the Xingluo Empire and the other born in the Tiandou Empire. Tang San and Bibi Dong were not clearly recorded.

For a moment, both sides fell silent. It was also the first time that Tang San met a soul master with twin martial souls like himself. Although his soul rings were sealed here and he could not accurately feel the other party's strength, but from his words and actions, he should not be as young as he looked, which means that there is a high possibility that he is stronger than himself.

Bibi Dong was the first to speak.

"Do one thing for me."