Chapter 483 The Second Chairman
Tang San was about to die, or so he felt.
In a daze, he actually felt that what Shura said before leaving was somewhat correct.
It seems that I have always done things that either benefit myself at the expense of others, or harm others but not myself.
Before he became the God King in his previous life, when he was just a little soul master, this was what he looked like when he entered the Eye of Ice and Fire. Dugu Bo got nothing but a solution that only addressed the symptoms but not the root cause of his own problems.
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This is benefiting oneself at the expense of others.
But in fact, it seems that it is not necessary. Binghuo Liangyi has no shortage of fairy grass to solve the martial arts passed down by the Dugubo family. As long as he is willing, after becoming a god, he can help the Dugu family. Will the Tang Sect be able to have a guardian who will protect him from generation to generation?
What about the strong?
What about after becoming the God King? The first thing is about the handling and follow-up of the soul beast.
He succeeded in forcing the soul beast to the point of almost annihilation, and in the end he would not give up until the soul beast was fully used by him.
In this process, many benefits were obtained, such as the luck of the soul beast clan, the bloodline of the Dragon God, and a thug.
It seems that I have great benefits, but in reality?
The soul beast clan is loyal to him, but how much of the soul beast bloodline they truly cherish is left?
He had obtained the luck of the soul beast, but how long could he enjoy it? He continued to pluck out the wool or uproot it, and he chose the worst option.
As for the thug? What’s the use of a thug with a defective soul and almost drained of blood?
But what if you choose another direction and start improving the situation of the soul beast after ascending to the God Realm?
In the true sense, soul beasts and humans respect each other.
There is also the God King of Destruction. If he chooses to cooperate from the beginning, will the God Realm be more powerful?
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Too many.
Tang San's face with green scales was full of memories and longing.
He seemed to be sitting back as the high and mighty God King again, with his beloved wife in his arms and a bunch of thugs. Everyone was respectful to him and shouted the Supreme God King.
If he does it again, he will still choose that way.
For no other reason than watching others succeed is more uncomfortable than not making any money yourself!
"Very good. You haven't sunk in because of the changes. You are still persevering."
A gentle voice reached Tang San's ears. Looking along the source of the voice, he saw a figure that seemed to be standing in the light slowly walking towards him.
The face couldn't be seen clearly due to the light, but it seemed familiar.
"Long time no see, Your Excellency, the First Chairman, you have suffered."
When he got closer, Tang San finally saw clearly the image of the person in front of him. This was a man who looked to be in his thirties. Thick holy aura was constantly being released from his body, and his whole body was filled with aura of light. No matter who he was, Tang San
Both in temperament and appearance, they are somewhat similar.
It's the past life. There is no similarity between humanoid creatures and monsters in this life.
"Gong... is always... mighty." Tang San reluctantly called out the name of the person in front of him.
He really knew this man, he had known him in his past life.
Gong Chang Wei, the second chairman of the Great God Circle.
"Help...help...me." Since he was an acquaintance from his previous life, and he was obviously aware of the fact that he was reborn, Tang San sent out a cry for help.
He also believed that this person whom he always inexplicably trusted and had a favorable impression of would not fail to save him.
"Don't worry, I'm just here to save you and understand the scourge of this universe." As he spoke, Gong Changwei waved his hand, and two people with the same strange shapes as Tang San, but different from each other appeared in front of them.
before.
There were also shackles on his body.
"Grandpa!" When one of the visitors saw Tang San in such a miserable state, he quickly shouted and rushed forward, with tears and snot flowing from his nose. He looked at Tang San nervously, and stretched out his trembling hands, wanting to touch him.
Take a look at his bloody and swollen body.
When his hand touched Tang San's skin, he immediately felt a burning pain, and his entire arm turned into charcoal, with black smoke rising.
Tang San slapped him unceremoniously, slapped him hard on the face, and knocked him to the ground.
"Snapped--"
The loud sound echoed in the silent valley.
The man covered his face and looked up at Tang San in disbelief. He never expected that his own grandfather would slap him with such terrifying power.
Tang San didn't continue to move, and looked up at the sky. If he couldn't touch it anywhere, he would touch the swelling, which hurt him to death.
Another person who was suddenly pulled over looked at this scene indifferently. How normal is it? Aren't tools just for venting anger?
The two people bound by iron chains were none other than Tang San's Yao Mozi and Hao Shengsheng, Tang Wulin and Tang Xuanyu.
"Don't be so rude, First Chairman, everything we do is for the children. What if the children learn bad things?
"The requirement to control a world is that everything you do must be done openly and honestly."
Gong Chang Wei shot out a golden light from his hand, making Tang San feel much more comfortable and at the same time he spoke to persuade.
Then he turned his head again and looked at Tang Xuanyu who was sent flying out: "Don't blame Grandpa You, he is in pain now, you have to understand his difficulty."
Tang Xuanyu nodded excitedly and asked, how could his beloved grandfather beat him so well?
"Next, I will disperse the energy that is almost unbearable in your body into the two of them, so that you can quickly refine it."
Gong Chang Wei looked at Tang San again and gave his own solution.
Tang San raised his head, doubts appearing in his eyes.
A god king needs to disperse this kind of energy overflow? Can't he just help him refine the energy?
"I still have important things to deal with now. I don't have time and I have to be in full condition, so I can only make this decision." As if he saw Tang San's doubts, Gong Chang Wei slowly explained.
After finishing speaking, two streaks of bloody divine power extended from Tang San's body and ran towards the indifferent Tang Wulin and Tang Xuanyu.
"It just so happens that we also need two strong foreign aids. It would be good to be responsible for cleaning up the mortals on the outside.
"Now, I'm going to help. I hope you can catch up after refining."
Pale golden eyes stared at Tang San, a smile appeared on the corner of Gong Chang Wei's mouth, and his figure gradually became illusory, blending into the air and disappearing.
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Are seven first-level gods strong? Strong.
But when faced with two half-step god-kings and one half-step supreme god-king, it was a bit unsatisfactory.
How majestic it was in the lower realm, it is so miserable now. Even the special effects that shocked people's attention are gone.
"Shura! Rakshasa!" The seven people who had just descended from the sky with thousands of rays of light and singing voices were now lying on the ground, either dead or injured, stunned or angry.
It was just a single shot of Qian Ningshuang.
I don't blame them, they wanted to escape too.
They wanted to escape from the lower realm immediately. They couldn't see clearly in the divine realm. How could they not see clearly when everyone was standing in front of them?
The incomplete god of angels?
The incomplete blood god?
You point at these two people who are far more lively than ever before and tell me that they haven’t actually recovered their cultivation yet?!
You point at this blond girl whose aura makes a god feel like she's going to die, and say there are no other gods in the lower world?
You point at these two dragon kings and say that they are only level one gods at most. I have the advantage of two against seven?
It turns out that the God King also knows how to lie.
If you really lied, and the seven thugs still can't figure out the truth, then don't call yourself a first-class god, don't call yourself a confidant of God King Shura.
Although God King Shura has never had any mandatory requirements for his subordinates, and accepts both good and bad, those who can get to the position of confidant still have one of the two qualities of brains and combat ability that meets the standards.
The fact is that they were sold by God Shura.
After all, several second-level divine beasts were blown up. The price used to be the standard for the lower realm of the God King. How come it took so long to blow up even a single God King?
Why don't Rakshasa actually enter the lower realm?
So it's not surprising that the leader with a yin and yang face cursed angrily.
"King Yin Yang, long time no see." The footsteps gradually approached, and when I looked up, I saw a young face with blond hair.
"Blood God!" King Yin Yang struggled, but he could not lose face in front of his old enemy.
Unfortunately, the sword flashed and his limbs were severed, and he could no longer get up.
It is not easy to recover from injuries caused by the same god-level injuries.
There was nothing to say, Qian Zhongling struck down with his sword and completely ended his life.
After accepting the divine core, Qian Zhongling shook his head with some regret, thinking that revenge for thousands of years would be so simple and easy.
Although God Shura, the greatest enemy, still exists, it is actually no longer important.
Turning his gaze to Qian Ningshuang not far away, he shook his head again.
'The stage must eventually be given to young people to perform.'
Then he looked towards Qian Ningshuang, where there was another person.
Another wounded person that Qian Ningshuang didn't know how to deal with.
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After one shot, Qian Ningshuang's claws were numb.
She didn't understand why these seven lunatics were the first to act in the lower realm, and before they even said any harsh words, they decisively attacked Bibi Dong, who theoretically had little use in the battle.
It wasn't that all the big moves were directed at Bibi Dong, it was just that a lotus flower suddenly enveloped Bibi Dong.
Then she fired the shot with all her strength.
"Call...Nana to come here." He was seriously injured, but not dead yet.
Just about to die.
A first-level god's full-strength attack only caused serious injury and death to an extreme person.
Even though this limit is very strong, it's a bit too weird.
"Okay." Qian Ningshuang looked at the seriously injured and dying Bibi Dong and nodded seriously.
It's not that I really can't understand the fact that these first-level gods took action. It's actually easy to guess.
——It’s just that the Rakshasa God doesn’t want to go down to the lower world in his true form.
What she couldn't understand was that even though he could actually take the lower realm and borrow the inheritance from the lower realm, was he doing nothing?
I also don’t understand why Shura God would only let seven first-level gods descend to the realm when he knew the strength of Wuhun Palace.
Shouldn't it be him, the God-King, who comes in person?
As for the fact that Bibi Dong was seriously injured and dying, she had nothing to worry about. Since the Rakshasa God wanted to borrow someone else's body to go down to the lower realm, there was definitely no danger of death.
Of course, all this depends on the subsequent operations. If the operation is good, it will not die. If the operation is not good, then Bibi Dong may really be dead.
Thinking of this, Qian Ningshuang looked at her sister who was almost leaning towards her.
Why does something feel so wrong? Is this your mother or mine?
Why don't you take care of your mother at this time and just stick to me?
Patting Qian Renxue's arm, Qian Ningshuang pursed her lips.
Bibi Dong's desperate pupils also showed a trace of expectation.
She probably has quite complicated emotions.
She also understood why her last wish at this time was to see Nana. This Nana was definitely not the dragon flying in the sky.
"Sister, it's your mother after all. It's up to you whether you can make her have the will to resist Rakshasa." Patting Qian Renxue's wrist again, Qian Ningshuang turned around and flew in a certain direction.
Qian Renxue wanted to grab Qian Ningshuang's hand but stopped in mid-air. Then she lowered her head and looked at Bibi Dong, who was exhaling more and less inhaling.
There were no obvious injuries on his body, but it just felt like this man was close to death.
Trying to recall the plan she had made with Qian Ningshuang in her mind, Qian Renxue possessed Bibi Dong and hugged her.
"mom……"
The call was made with deep affection, and the face was full of nostalgia.
Even the indifference in his eyes cannot be eliminated.
There was very little place for this person in her memory, and it was all Qian Renxue's contribution.
All in all, this is really not a person worth caring about.
Bibi Dong turned her head away, a tear falling from her cheek.
Who is to blame?
Blame Qianxunji? Blame Qiandaoliu? Blame Wuhundian? Or, blame yourself...
"It's...my...fault." The voice was broken, but his face never turned back.
It was she who gave her daughter the perfect image in her childhood, and it was she who ruthlessly threw her daughter into the snow at the critical moment.
There are a lot of bad debts and it’s hard to explain.
"Mom, you must stick to your true feelings later." She shouted urgently, but she couldn't hide her attitude as if she was using a tool.
The purple-red color in Bibi Dong's eyes became thicker and thicker.
As for Qian Renxue, the black light in her eyes became increasingly sharp.
She doesn't even care about half of her own body, it's just a nuisance.
"teacher!"
Then just when the scene between them was about to become unsuppressable, another hoarse voice sounded.
Hu Liena's face was filled with confusion.
"Second Miss, the teacher just said that he was going to help, why did it become like this?"
Yes, just now she thought that the teacher had changed his mind and could live in harmony with the current Wuhun Palace.
When she was so happy about this, why did she turn around and end up like this?
"It's nothing, it's just what the seven gods did just now. Go and comfort her quickly. Maybe she can be saved." Qian Ningshuang's eyes were a little wandering, and it was really not that easy to lie to others.
It's hard to say that Bibi Dong was suddenly attacked just now because of her deliberate negligence.
Anyway, if the Rakshasa really doesn't go down to the lower realm, it can be saved, right?
But looking at Bibi Dong’s appearance, the bet was right.
"puff!"
However, the bet was wrong.
The hand passed through Hu Liena's chest and at the same time passed through Bibi Dong's chest.
One comes from Bibi Dong, and the other comes from Qian Renxue who is holding Bibi Dong.
Hu Liena is even more confused now, why are you here again?
Qian Ningshuang looked at Qian Renxue with calm eyes.
Some things seem to be certain.
Without questioning, Qian Ningshuang turned around.
But, let’s get busy with other things first.
Several more rays of light hung from the sky, gold, black, khaki, sea blue, silver, and green.
There are three streaks of blood in the distance.
"It turns out that this is the main course."
A breath of life penetrated Hu Liena's body, and she was still alive. Just now, Bibi Dong deliberately missed the position of her heart. If she really had to hit her in the heart, she could still save her.
"I am the God of Light, King Gong. I am always powerful and poisonous, the source of harm to all living beings. Do you know your sin?"
"I am Ye Yinzhu, Emperor Qin, do you know your guilt?!"
"I am the Immortal Emperor Hai Long, do you know your guilt?!"
"I am Tianhen, the Emperor of Heaven, do you know your guilt?!"
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At the same time, there were several other questions.
These sounds resounded throughout the heaven and earth, as if the entire planet and the entire universe were resounding.
"I'm surprised, do you all like superior people so much?"
Qian Renxue stepped forward, and Qian Ningshuang raised the Black Abyss White Flower again.
Gold and silver also fell from the sky.
(End of chapter)
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