Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

Then she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Mom and Dad, Xiaoya has avenged you..."

The grief and grievance that had been pent up in Tang Ya's heart for a long time finally broke out at this moment.

She couldn't hold it in any longer.

From sobbing softly at the beginning to wailing loudly later.

Tears flowed down her face like crazy, making her originally pretty face a mess.

Huo Yuhao just stayed with her silently, without saying anything or disturbing her, just waiting quietly for her to vent all her emotions.

It was unknown how long it took before Tang Ya's crying gradually subsided.

She wiped the tears from her face carelessly and looked at Huo Yuhao, her voice still nasal.

"Xiao Yuhao, do you still mean what you said before?"

Huo Yuhao simply reached out his hand and gently pulled Tang Ya, who was kneeling on the ground, to her feet. He said softly, "Sister Xiaoya, let's go home."

"Well, go home."

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Sunset Forest.

Ten thousand years ago, it was one of the few soul beast habitats in the Tiandou Empire, similar to the Xingdou Great Forest.

But now, ten thousand years later, it has become completely deserted, and even wild thousand-year-old soul beasts are hard to find.

A young boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old was walking alone in the Sunset Forest.

His eyes were glowing with a faint purple light, and he was observing the movements around him vigilantly.

This person is Tang San after he dropped out of Shrek Academy.

Shortly after dropping out of school, he successfully reached level 40 in soul power by constantly hunting down evil soul beasts and humans.

He came to Sunset Forest this time because he remembered the poison array he had carefully set up outside the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire in his previous life.

The ten thousand year old Green Phosphorus Nine Absolutes Flower is an extremely precious and rare existence for any plant-type soul master.

Even in his previous life, he had never had the opportunity to attach it as his own spirit ring. Naturally, he wanted to try it in this life.

But speaking of it, Sunset Forest is indeed Tang San's blessed land.

In his previous life, he successfully resurrected Xiao Wu here.

He also eliminated most of the evil soul beasts in the Sunset Forest that had cultivated for more than 50,000 years, thus replenishing the soul rings that were lost after resurrecting Xiao Wu.

When he thought of this, Tang San's eyes were filled with infinite tenderness.

The words "Rise again! My love!" still echoed clearly in his ears.

Xiao Wu, wait for me, I will be back to you soon.

At this moment, an old man in black was hanging far behind Tang San.

Zhang Peng touched the beard on his chin and felt a little confused.

Shouldn't the Holy Son have reached level 40?

How can I possibly attach a suitable spirit ring in such a remote place?

Ever since the leader mysteriously disappeared a few months ago, the Supreme Leader's mood has become even more unstable.

As the mainstay of the worship hall, he was so lucky to discover the existence of the Son of God.

This is simply God's will to promote their Holy Spirit Church!

It's just that this Son of God seems a little bit unintelligent.

What era is it now? You still like to play with those outdated hidden weapons.

As he went deeper, Zhang Peng's expression became more and more strange.

He could feel that a faint miasma was beginning to float in the air around him.

The miasma covers such a large area. With the Saint Son's current cultivation level, if he rashly rushes in, it would probably be no different from seeking death, right?

Tang San in front felt the intensity of the miasma and poisonous cloud, and his brows couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Although his goal was not to pass through the entire poison formation, he just wanted to hunt down one of the ten thousand year old Green Phosphorus Nine Absolute Flowers on the periphery of the poison formation.

But even if he had taken the antidote pills beforehand, he probably wouldn't have gained any benefit.

Tang San stopped and said in a deep voice: "Senior, you have followed me all the way, it is time for you to show up."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure covered in a black robe appeared.

Zhang Peng chuckled and said, "Good boy, that's quite good. You actually managed to find my whereabouts."

Although he did not deliberately conceal his figure, he was still surprised to be discovered by a junior with only level 40 soul power.

Such keen perception truly worthy of being the Son of God.

Tang San's body tensed up instantly, even though he didn't sense any obvious murderous intent from the strange old man in front of him.

But the other party had followed him all the way, and he was already doomed to die.

He did not forget the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire behind the poison formation.

In his plan, if he wanted to become a god again in this life, he absolutely had to rely on the various magical herbs there.

In this way, he naturally could not let others discover the treasure land.

"Senior, I wonder what you want to talk to me about."

Tang San bowed slightly, keeping a low profile and giving Zhang Peng enough face.

His current cultivation level might not be enough to resist this person, so he could only take it step by step and pretend to be submissive for the time being.

Zhang Peng said in a deep voice, "I won't waste any time talking to a young man like you. I have a great opportunity waiting for you. Just follow me."

Hearing this familiar rhetoric, Tang San felt a little depressed.

How can anything good come from saying something like that?

We are not related, so who would be so bored as to give away other people's opportunities for nothing?

Without any hesitation, Tang San's body suddenly retreated backwards the next moment, and with a flip of his palm, Zhuge Divine Crossbow fell into his palm.

There were continuous clanging sounds, and sixteen pitch-black iron crossbow arrows shot out from Zhuge's divine crossbow.

At the same time, the innuendo on his chest was also triggered, and countless needles flashing with cold light flew towards Zhang Peng.

The Innuendo is also one of the few hidden weapons on Tang San's body that can break through the protective aura of high-level spirit masters. It is also coated with a deadly poison that he carefully prepared.

As long as the poison can hit the opponent, even if it only scratches the skin, the opponent will have to allocate part of his soul power to prevent the spread of the poison.

This way, he could buy more time to escape.

Thick black mist surged out of Zhang Peng's body. He didn't even make any unnecessary movements, just casually punched out.

Neither the crossbow arrow nor the needle had time to get close to Zhang Peng's body before they were blown away by an invisible air wave.

Two yellow, two purple, five black, nine soul rings rose from under Zhang Peng's feet, emitting heart-pounding soul power fluctuations.

Looking at the nine spirit rings, Tang San's expression suddenly changed.

In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to his previous life when he was captured by Poison Douluo Dugu Bo.

But in his previous life, he was still able to deal with the other party's martial soul problem and find a glimmer of hope.

But now he didn't even know what had happened, and a deep sense of powerlessness inexplicably emerged in Tang San's heart.

A level 40 Douluo facing a level 96 Super Douluo, the pressure brought by the huge gap in cultivation is enough to suppress any next move of Tang San.

Zhang Peng growled, "Your kindness is truly being taken for granted, kid. Based on what I've seen you do before, absorbing the vitality of soul beasts and humans, how long can you survive in Douluo Three Kingdoms? It's better for you to just follow me and leave. You can save your life."

Hearing this, Tang San's brain worked rapidly. It was obvious that this person regarded him as an evil soul master?

But the problem is, how could a pure and innocent person like me be an evil soul master?

It was obvious that those who were killed were evil soul beasts and extremely evil humans.

This old guy is just slandering people.

With his mind racing, Tang San, unwilling to surrender, forced himself to calm down and said calmly:

"Since you keep saying this is for my own good, I won't hide it. I wonder if you're curious where the poisonous miasma in this forest comes from?"

After saying this, Zhang Peng's eyes did show some thought.

But the next moment, Tang San felt a severe dizziness in his brain, and his eyes went dark and he knew nothing.

Zhang Peng looked at Tang San who had fainted on the ground and curled his lips.

"I have lived long enough because I am cautious and not curious. You are still a little naive to try to deceive me."

He picked up Tang San with one hand like a chicken, and with a shake of his body, a thick black mist completely enveloped his body, and he disappeared into the air in an instant.

Chapter 113 What is the God of Wisdom

God Realm, Poseidon Temple.

An aura as vast as the ocean is filling the entire palace.

In the main hall, a figure wearing a gorgeous blue robe, with long hair of the same color draped behind him, was leaning on the throne, seemingly dozing off.

Tang San's fingers were rhythmically tapping the armrest, and a deep purple light occasionally flashed across his slightly narrowed eyes, as if containing endless and astonishing wisdom.

"Why did the Son of Destiny become like this? Could it be because of the gray airflow with a strong aura of death that descended upon him earlier? What exactly is the purpose of Douluo Star's plane consciousness?"

Tang San frowned tightly, with a thousand thoughts in his mind, but he still couldn't grasp the most crucial point.

A sense of unease that things were gradually out of his control began to rise in his heart.

The boy who has the same name as himself and whose martial soul configuration is almost the same.

In particular, his proficiency in the Tang Sect's unique skills is definitely not something an ordinary teenager can possess.

Even some of his behavioral habits are somewhat similar to mine.

It's simply the teenage version of myself.