Inside the Chinese military tent.

No one knows what Tang San and Xue Beng talked about, or what exactly they want to cooperate with.

All I knew was that after Tang San left, Xue Beng, who had been demoted to the border by Emperor Xue Ye during his lifetime, was secretly preparing to return to Tiandou City.

One month later.

Tiandou City, a secret room in Tangmen.

Tang San sat cross-legged, dark black energy gathered around him, and dark black blue silver grass swept out, coiling around him like a viper.

His aura became extremely evil and terrifying.

Looking carefully, he discovered that there were some small skulls scattered around Tang San's body. Judging from the appearance and size of the skulls, they should be the heads of babies.

"kill!"

"I want to devour, I want power."

"I want to resurrect Xiao Wu, I want to rule the entire continent, and I want those who hurt me to pay with their blood."

"Whatever you did to me in the past, I will pay you back in the future. No...it will be ten times or even a hundred times."

"Those bastards from Wuhun Hall, and this little bastard Su Xing, sooner or later I will step on your feet. Su Xing is the one who killed my beloved Xiao Wu. The debt you owe me,

Let your woman repay it in the future."

"I want to put them..."

"Ah...hahaha...ah."

In the midst of the black mist, Tang San's gloomy laughter came out, echoing in the secret room like a crow's call.

Tang San, who had completely degenerated into an evil soul master by constantly devouring others, had actually raised his soul power level to sixty-eighth, which was already on par with Su Xing's strength.

I have to say that evil soul masters practice very quickly.

Moreover, by devouring his mother A Yin, his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit awakened and became the Blue Silver Emperor, the top plant-based martial spirit.

"Congratulations, the inheritor Tang San has passed the second Rakshasa test. His soul power has been improved by two levels, and he will be rewarded with a god-given soul ring." A black shadow appeared behind Tang San, and he

The strength began to skyrocket rapidly.

In order to attack the Shura God, the Rakshasa God wanted to allow the person who was supposed to inherit the Shura God's position to successfully pass on his own Rakshasa God's position.

She also opened the back door to help Tang San increase his strength.

The purpose is to be able to slap his nemesis, God Shura, in the face invisibly.

At the same time, a sickle mark appeared on Tang San's forehead, and each released dark blue silver emperor was a hundred meters long and squirming.

Immediately, a thick black light spread throughout his body like pouring, and circles of black halo were released from Tang San's body. He directly released his Blue Silver Domain and the God of Death Domain.

"I can bear it, God...please grant me a hundred thousand year soul ring."

"My destiny is up to me!"

"I want to resurrect my lover Xiao Wu. I want to take revenge on those who have hurt me. I want to revitalize the Tang Sect here and become the strongest person on this continent. I want to gain enough power to obliterate anyone..."

Tang San yelled angrily, he had already thought about his goal clearly, he had already made up his mind, when he completed the second test of Rakshasa God, he would be rewarded with a god-given spirit ring.

You must use all your strength to try to create a hundred thousand year soul ring.

The number of hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beasts is too rare, and they are so powerful. It would be difficult for the current Tang San to obtain a hundred-thousand-year-old spirit ring by hunting spirit beasts.

The god-given soul ring given by the Rakshasa God in front of him is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for Tang San, whose second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, had three soul rings destroyed. If he can fight for a hundred thousand years

The strength of a soul ring can definitely increase dramatically.

In addition, his teacher Yu Xiaoan told him that for a soul master, the seventh soul ring is a qualitative leap and is the key to releasing the true body of the martial soul and exerting its strongest power.

Therefore, Tang San deeply understood how important the seventh spirit ring was to him.

As soon as Tang San came up, he released his eight-year-old spider soul bone, the ten-thousand-year-old soul-eating demon spider right arm bone, the eight-thousand-year-old powerful gorilla left leg bone, as well as the martial spirit Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Emperor. Immediately afterwards,

The black mist disappeared, and all the black light turned into circles of golden threads, constantly shuttling through Tang San's body.

Under the influence of the soul bone and martial spirit, Tang San continued to resist the pressure from the god-given soul ring, and the huge energy tore through his body, making him miserable.

As time passed by, a layer of dense beads of sweat appeared on Tang San's forehead. The most horrifying thing was that all of his sweat beads were black.

"Xiao Wu...I want to resurrect you, and I want to avenge you."

"I just want a hundred thousand year soul ring."

Tang San's whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and bright red blood slowly overflowed from under his skin, quickly staining his clothes. The broken bones and meridians made it possible for Tang San to die suddenly at any time.

Blood-red terrifying cracks began to appear on Tang San's body.

A few days later, a dark black light spread out from Tang San's body, and in its place were dark blue silver grasses with blue-gold veins, suddenly sweeping out towards the surroundings.

Tang San subconsciously activated his martial spirit, Blue Emperor, and in an instant, dozens of dark black blue silver grass spurted out from his hand.

Along with the release of the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit, seven spirit rings rose from Tang San's feet and coiled around his body.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, red.

"Hahaha, I...I succeeded, I succeeded."

"Martial Soul Hall...just wait for my crazy revenge."

Just as the terrifying laughter ended, Tang San slowly raised his right hand, and the seventh red soul ring, guided by his palm, turned into a red light and merged into his body.

"The seventh soul skill, Blue Silver True Body!"

The next moment, countless dark black blue silver grasses centered on Tang San's body and quickly spread towards the surroundings, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters almost instantly.

At the same time, a huge blue-gold humanoid shadow appeared behind Tang San.

The effects of Tang San's Blue Silver True Body and the Blue Silver Emperor soul skills he displayed were all one hundred percent more powerful. Any piece of Blue Silver Emperor could become the body of Tang San's true body.

………………

Wuhun City, Pope's Palace.

On the throne, Bibi Dong was wearing a golden dress from head to toe. Her almost perfect face exuded an extremely noble and sacred aura, making people unable to help but worship her.

Noble, elegant, indifferent, all kinds of beautiful words can be used for her. Perhaps no one can imagine that such a gorgeous woman is also the inheritor of the Rakshasa God.

"Is this the breath of Rakshasa God?"

"Is there a new successor to the Rakshasa God on the mainland?"

"No...this is impossible..."

The spider lines on Bibi Dongdong's forehead lit up while she was practicing. She suddenly opened her eyes, filled with unconcealable horror.

She slowly stood up and looked towards the direction of the Tiandou Empire.

All she saw at the moment was the vast sky, but she seemed to really see something. She clenched her fists tightly and didn't even notice that her nails were digging into her palms.

Inside Douluo Hall.

I saw two figures standing quietly under the seraph statue that was more than ten meters high. They were Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu.

"Xiaoxue, your third test is about to begin. Let me take you to the test location." Qian Dao said calmly.

"The assessment location? Isn't it here?" After hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Qian Renxue couldn't help but asked with some doubts.

Qian Daoliu said: "It's not this, it's in the secret realm of angels."

"Angel Secret Realm?" After listening to Qian Daoliu's words, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little surprised. This was the first time she had heard of this so-called Angel Secret Realm.

It is normal for the inheritance of a god’s throne to have a secret realm. Just like Bibi Dong’s inheritance of the Rakshasa god’s throne, there is also a Rakshasa secret realm.

The Douluo Palace is such a big place, and it is definitely not enough to pass on the Angel God's throne for assessment. It is very reasonable for the Angel God to open up a secret realm in advance to use it for assessment.

After all, not every god is like Poseidon. The place of inheritance directly built a huge Poseidon Island, surrounded by various sea soul beasts, for sea soul masters to assist in assessments.

"Xiaoxue, I'm going to open the Angel Secret Realm. You need to take two steps back first." Qian Daoliu waved his hand towards Qian Renxue and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu crossed his hands and made a strange mark on his chest. As the mark changed, a golden vortex channel appeared on the chest of the angel god.

"Xiaoxue, go in." Qiandao said calmly.

"Yes." Qian Renxue nodded silently, flapped the six wings behind her lightly, and flew into the golden vortex.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu followed directly.

Angel's Secret Realm.

This can be said to be a small world suspended in the air. There is a huge golden palace in the sky, and sacred and bright light pours out from above, shining in every corner of the entire secret realm.

"This place is actually more magnificent than the Pope's Palace." Qian Renxue flapped her wings gently, looked around and exclaimed.

Hearing this, Qian Dao said calmly: "The Angel Secret Realm is a secret realm left by the Angel God on the mainland. It is also a place specially used for angel assessment, so it is naturally extraordinary."

"Xiaoxue, the golden palace in front is called the Holy Light Temple, and it is used to enshrine the spiritual tablets of the Seraphim spirit owners in the past."

With that said, Qiandaoliu led the way to the Holy Light Temple.

After entering the Holy Light Temple, Qian Renxue suddenly remembered a person in her mind. She looked around, but could not find that familiar name.

"Grandpa, you said that this place is used to enshrine the souls of those who have possessed the Seraphim martial spirit in the past, but...why didn't I see my father's name?" Qian Renxue frowned slightly and asked softly.
To be continued...