I am a descendant of the Tang Sect, and I can obviously enjoy all the honors in this world.
I have a sister, and I had a good relationship with her since childhood, but at a certain time, she moved away from me.
I could have been the most powerful person in this world and used my advantages to become the center of attention. But now, I am already invisible to everyone, and I am not much better than the passers-by.
My father was a hidden peerless strong man, but he abandoned all his dignity for one person, completely succumbed to his former enemy, Wuhundian, and became indifferent to me.
I have been fighting here for who knows how long for that person's nonsense. My thoughts have long been buried in killings, and my will is constantly being destroyed, but I still can't find a way out.
Why am I like this?
all because of you!
Tang San roared hysterically, picked up the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, swung it with all his strength, and directly smashed the opponent in front of him into a lake of pulp.
His eyes were red, and he looked at the other opponents around him. He could no longer see the images of these people clearly, but in Tang San's eyes, the images of these people were very unified, that is...
Leng Xiyue.
In countless tortured nights, Tang San recalled his current situation and past countless times.
These years have been a blur. Life is like a pendant, and the negative emotions in the heart are constantly amplified. The more he thought about it, Tang San suddenly understood what it meant to cut flesh with a soft knife, and how that woman who had done the most evil but always kept a smile on her face had castrated herself step by step into what she was now.
Although nothing happened, it had subtly reached the point where everyone was betraying their relatives.
Originally Tang San could tolerate this situation, but in the Killing City, all the negative emotions were amplified infinitely, and Tang San finally realized the root cause of all this.
"Congratulations, King Shura, you passed the test of the Slaughter City." After Tang San killed all the enemies, the figure of the Slaughter King also appeared.
Tang San's eyes were cold and he didn't show any pretense to the person in front of him: "So you can let me go to hell?"
The King of Slaughter nodded: "Of course."
If he was the former King of Killing, he would still have to look forward and look back. Now that he has obeyed Leng Xiyue, he no longer needs to worry about others gaining the Killing God Domain.
What's more, Tang San is still her little brother.
Seeing that Tang San was in a bad mental state, the Slaughter King directly opened the teleportation channel to Hell Road.
Arriving at the Hell Road, Tang San moved forward quickly, completely disregarding his own life or death here.
Today's Hell Road is much less threatening, or there is no threat at all. It has not been long since Leng Xiyue and the others cleared the level. The bat swarm has not yet repopulated, and there is no suitable replacement for the ten-headed blazing sun snake that is the boss at the end of the level. Coupled with Tang San's nepotism, the Slaughter King didn't bother to embarrass him.
There were no other encumbrances, and with the help of Bluesilver Grass, Tang San easily reached the exit of Hell Road.
Tang San felt no hesitation in his heart, looking at the light door in front of him, he walked in without hesitation.
Then, his consciousness fell into nothingness.
In the dark, he seemed to hear two voices talking.
? ? ? : "Rakshasa, is this one of the first people invited by Shura? It does seem to be extraordinary, but you should understand that with his power, he cannot fight against the person chosen by Shura God."
The Rakshasa God humbly said: "Master Destruction, I have been observing Tang San for a while. He originally had a glorious journey, but he was deprived of the opportunity. Like the family of the hundred thousand-year-old soft-bone charming rabbit, they were originally It should be his soul ring and soul bone, but it was just cut off by that little ***."
The only person who can be treated with such respect by Rakshasa and who is a big shot in the divine world is dissatisfied with God Shura is the God of Destruction who is also the King of Gods.
Hearing what Rakshasa said, the God of Destruction just sneered: "So what is left of him? What kind of Xuantian Kung is this? Or those so-called hidden weapons, do you think a waste like him can help us fight in this continent? Is it the faction of Shura God and Poseidon?
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Hearing these words, Tang San felt extremely angry. Tang Clan was his reborn parent. No matter who it was, anyone who insulted Tang Clan should be punished with death!
"Look, he's still dissatisfied with this. With all due respect, your plan won't work at all. If you want, you'd better use him yourself. Don't even think about dragging us into this with such a high-minded person." The God of Destruction sneered.
"What did you say?" Tang San stood up angrily, glaring at the God of Destruction who had been mocking him.
"Did I say something wrong? I read your memory - how can a hypocritical person who has been betrayed by everyone up to now, as my eagle dog, come back in this adversity?" The God of Destruction came to Tang San's side. In front of him, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Poor and pathetic clown, he has lived his whole life under the control of others, and was deceived and betrayed by his parents without knowing it. If I were you, I would have chosen to die long ago."
"That's enough!" Tang San held his head, unwilling to recall the past.
"Haha, that's all you can do. If I were you, I would remember today's hatred and work hard for my lifelong goal of killing me. If so, I would think highly of you." God of Destruction The ridicule has not stopped.
The unbearable memories of the past kept reappearing in their minds. When he was in the Tang Sect, except for the elders who picked him up, everyone regarded him as a waste. They were also disciples of the outer sect, but they unconditionally treated him as a slave. Disobedience was met with either beating or scolding.
The elders of the Tang Sect will not have any sympathy for him. There are all kinds of nepotism. Even if his efforts make the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect much more sophisticated than other outer sect disciples, he will not get any reward at all, because No one is willing to support me, even if I make the Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus, this will not change at all.
After rebirth, what greeted him when he woke up was Tang Hao's hot father's love. This hot father's love lasted for three years. Looking back now, Tang San didn't know how he could endure it.
Xiao Wu could be called a light in his life at that time, but this light only existed for six years, and was abducted by Leng Xiyue and his gang after that.
What after this?
Tang San has lived until now without any sense of existence.
Looking back on this period of time, Tang San felt that his nearly fifty years had been in vain.
He didn't have to live for anyone.
There is no need to continue living in such a hazy state.
But now, Tang San felt that he had awakened.
And the opportunity that can help you completely change is not far away, or in other words, right in front of you.
The God of Destruction looked at Tang San teasingly, and Tang San's performance did not exceed his expectations.
Looking at this big shot from the God Realm in front of him, Tang San knew that this might be the biggest turning point in his life. Whether he could hold him in his arms or not, it all depends on now.
[In view of the general environment,
He knelt on the ground, clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully:
"If you don't give up, I would like to be your adoptive father!"
