"You sit cross-legged, this process may be a little painful!"

Tang Chen is also the overlord of the suppression of a generation, and he does not delay any delay in doing things.

Besides, what he was extracting was not his martial soul.

What a panic!

"good!"

Tang Sanzhong’s key point.

Now, I have no choice, and I have fallen into a Jedi. I originally thought that the ancestor would take action and obtain the bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor.

But the result was disappointing and he was even hung up and beaten!

Now, abolishing martial souls has become my only way out.

After he sat down, Tang Chen waved his hand and landed on Tang San's head.

At first, nothing happened. But after several breaths, Tang San's body trembled.

Because, a terrifying suction force came from the top of the head. To be precise, it came from Tang Chen's palm.

Then, the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul emerged in the palm of his palm without being controlled!

This time it was different from the past. The dark golden patterns that were usually inaccurate also became clearer, even brighter and more dazzling.

Seeing this, a heartache flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Because this exquisite Haotianhammer, like a work of art, is about to leave him.

"ah."

As the suction force in Tang Chen's palm gradually increased, he couldn't help but shout.

Because it really hurts, it's like my bone marrow being pulled out, and it's like something is being peeled out of his soul.

Such pain also hangs on his face.

At this moment, the blue veins on his face burst out, full of ferocious expressions.

One day, one day... I, Tang San, will definitely rise. Today's pain will be returned ten times a hundred times a day!

He clenched his fists.

My nails were deeply buckled into my palms. Blood dripped down, but I didn't care at all.

This process lasted for a long time.

After all, it is not completely abolished and shattered the martial soul.

What Tang Chen had to do was to remove the characteristics of the Haotian Hammer's martial soul, not to completely destroy it.

......

For more than ten minutes, Tang Sancai lies on the ground with a weak body.

He is really powerless.

Body and mental exhausted.

However, there was a hint of joy on his face.

Because, he obviously felt that the soul power in his body that could lose balance at any time had become normal again.

The twin martial souls also became balanced.

"Level 20 is no longer my limit!"

"San'er, you are really good. You will become a great person in time!"

"Thank you for your appreciation."

Tang San barely got up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Tang Chen.

"Tang San will not disappoint the ancestor."

"Um......"

Tang Chen nodded slightly, but put his hand deep into his arms. Then, he handed something in front of Tang San.

"You can hold this thing, this is the token of the sect leader of the Haotian Sect. If you persist, you can order the entire Haotian Sect to hand him over to Tang Xiao and let him focus on cultivating you!"

Tang San was stunned. This was a precious token that could command Haotian Sect!

"Old ancestor, don't you go back to the sect?"

"No, it's too late..."

Tang Chen said here, sighed slightly, and changed the subject.

"San'er, don't be discouraged. Although Blue Silver Grass and Hammer are both ordinary martial souls, with the strength of twin martial souls, as long as you work hard to practice, it should not be a big problem to reach level 50. Then you come to the Slaying City to find me, and the ancestor will give you a fortune! It may not be impossible to soar into the sky!"

Tang Chen said so.

"Go to the capital of killing... can I still soar into the sky?"

Tang San was extremely surprised.

"After level 50, come to the Slaying Capital to find me, and you will know everything then."

Tang Chen said lightly.

If Tang San can reach level 50, he may not be unable to take the God Examination.

At that time, if you have your own help, you may really obtain the inheritance of God. What will happen if you don’t soar into the sky?

"Old ancestor, are you leaving?"

Tang San heard the intention of leaving Tang Chen in his words.

Tang Chen said quietly with his back to him.

"Actually, I was injured more than you see. It's time to leave. I will go back to the City of Killing to sleep. But before that, I want to take a look at Bosesi!"

When Tang Chen mentioned Posesi, he felt heartbroken.

That strange look was like a knife stabbed into his heart.

Has my efforts over the years been in vain?

Over the years, Tang Chen's will has been able to persist, but two thoughts support him.

One is the God of Becoming a God, the other is Posesi.

He didn't believe that Posesi would really be so indifferent to him.

If you don't choose who I choose?

Is that guy Qiandaoliu?

Don't joke, no one in this world can match Posesi except me!

Tang Chen thought so.

.........

It is almost the evening of the west.

Lin Yan had just returned, holding two fat rabbits in his hand.

"Master, you are finally back."

The door opened, Lin Yiner looked at Lin Yan's figure and rushed into Lin Yan's arms.

"Haha, Yin'er, you're not afraid of others seeing it."

"I'm not afraid, there is no one else here except Xixi."

Lin Yin'er said as her little head rubbed against Lin Yan's arms.

But this scene was really seen.

Just in a dark grass.

Tang Chen and Tang San lurked there, and now their eyes leaked out.

Tang Chen's strength was there, so he could see this scene clearly.

Tang San practiced the purple demon eyes, and his eyesight was beyond the limit of his own strength.

But at this time, Tang San wanted to be blind.

"Beast, let go of my mother!"

If he hadn't been afraid of being beaten again, he would have rushed out.

"Uh..." Seeing this, Tang Chen, who was secretly looking at Tang San beside him, his eyes full of sympathy.

This is too miserable.

San'er, what should you call this man?

But soon he was unwilling to take care of everything else.
To be continued...