Dance of Douluo Stars and Angels

Chapter 12 You Can Only Suffer One and Two Great Empires
Shura looked at the luck of the Wuhun Hall below and couldn't move it by himself.

It turns out that the spirit of Wuhundian can't move by itself, then.

Shura looked at the two empires, I can't move the luck of the Wuhun Palace, so I will give the luck of the country to my heirs, if you want to blame you, you can only blame the Wuhun Palace!

Shura stretched out his hands to strip off all the national luck of the two empires, transformed it into luck, and then injected it into Tang San who was still drinking milk from the old sow.

Seeing that the luck of his heir is increasing, but after all, the luck is still much lower than that of the Wuhun Temple, but so what, these lucks are enough to support his heir to become a god.

Tang San, who was still drinking milk from the old sow, suddenly let go of his mouth, feeling that there was something on his body, but he didn't know what it was, so he opened his mouth again to drink the old sow's milk.

On the other hand, since Shura forcibly stripped the two empires of their fortunes, rebellions of all sizes have continued to occur, the majesty of the royal family has been lowered again and again, and the common people have cursed even more.

This time, Qian Renxue did not go to the Heaven Dou Empire as an undercover agent, but due to the lack of national destiny, the second prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire died early in the assassination of the first prince, and the third prince Xue Haizang was also getting his soul. Huan Shi died at the hands of a high-level soul beast, Xue Beng still continued to pretend to be a playboy like in the original book, but this all happened later.

Everything has changed, but nothing seems to have changed!
As for the luck of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Shura didn't care about it at all. With just a little bit of luck, future decline is inevitable.

After Shura finished all this, an uninvited guest suddenly came outside the palace.

Wearing a purple robe, his face could not be seen clearly, only two pairs of scarlet eyes were exposed.

"Sura, violated the rules of the God Realm, come to the God Realm Committee!"

God Shura shouted loudly:
"Damn, I just finished it, so Destroyer is here? Has Destruction been staring at me?"

But for the sake of his successor, Shura still went to the God Realm Committee. At worst, he would enter the God Forbidden Land, endure it for a while, and when his god position was inherited, he would be free.

At the same time, in the Lower Realm Martial Soul Hall.

Ling Yuxuan was in a secret room and asked the system:

"System, this judgment is whether you gave me the seraphim martial soul."

"Yes, host, I gave you this martial soul when you first came to this world."

"Then you mean to say that my other Jiuji Star Bow Martial Soul was inherited from my parents in this life."

Ling Yuxuan felt his Nine-pole Star Bow and awakened his martial soul for a month, Ling Yuxuan had been guessing about one thing.

If it is ruled that the seraphim spirit was given to him by the system, then this bow should be inherited from his parents in this life.

Even if this martial soul of mine might be mutated, it should at least be a super martial soul before the mutation.

And with such a powerful martial soul, he should not be unknown, at least he would leave some deeds, at least he would not do anything to abandon his child.

Then there is only one truth left. When a person with a super martial spirit walks on the mainland, the first reaction of the major forces should be to recruit them.

Or this martial spirit may threaten the status of a certain martial spirit in the future, and other forces will fail to recruit it, so in order to prevent it from being recruited by other forces, they will hunt and kill it, and destroy it if it cannot be obtained!

Thinking of this, Ling Yuxuan's reasoning became clear. They probably didn't intentionally abandon themselves at the beginning, maybe they were chased and killed, and they left themselves in order to keep themselves alive.

"System, do you know something?"

"Host, this system knows, but because your current strength is weak, your father was indeed hunted down back then. When you become stronger, the system will tell you."

"Then let me ask you one last thing, did the person who chased and killed my father have a Spirit Hall?"

Ling Yuxuan was afraid, afraid that the people who chased and killed his father back then would be involved in the Wuhun Palace, but he was rescued by Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue. It was a life-saving grace, Ling Yuxuan really didn't know what to do.

"Back to the host, the people who chased and killed your father back then did not have the participation of Wuhundian."

After hearing the system's answer, Ling Yuxuan completely let go of his hanging heart, as long as he doesn't have it.

"System, what level must my strength reach before you can tell me the truth about that year?"

"Qihuan, when you, the host, reach the Soul Sage of the Seventh Ring, this system will automatically tell you everything about that year."

After Ling Yuxuan got the reply from the system, he got up and walked towards the training ground.

Late at night.

Ling Yuxuan came to the training ground, summoned his own martial soul, looked at the holy angel gun in his hand, Ling Yuxuan had his own idea, on this continent, the soul skills used by people in battle basically come from As for soul rings, other than that, there are very few people who can create their own soul skills.

Ling Yuxuan wanted to develop his own soul skills.

The shape of the angel's holy gun is roughly the same as that of the spears I have seen in my previous life. I have learned some basic marksmanship in my previous life.

Holding the Holy Angel Spear in Ling Yuxuan's hand, he kept thinking about the marksmanship he had learned back then.

early morning.

A gust of breeze blew through the training ground, Ling Yuxuan was still holding a spear in his hand, and was practicing continuously in the training ground. After a whole night of practice, he finally remembered the marksmanship he practiced in his previous life, but it was still very unfamiliar to use.

Ling Yuxuan looked up at the sky, it was dawn, but Ling Yuxuan still didn't stop.

Sweat continued to flow down Ling Yuxuan's head, wetting his clothes, feeling his sore arm, still waving the spear in his hand.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Qian Daoliu brought Qian Renxue to the training ground, and immediately saw Ling Yuxuan who was still training.

At this moment, Ling Yuxuan's body had reached its peak, and the speed of swinging the spear in his hand also slowly stopped.

Finally Ling Yuxuan couldn't hold on anymore, his body went limp and he fell to the ground.

Seeing the fallen Ling Yuxuan, Qian Renxue rushed over and lifted Ling Yuxuan up, holding her in her arms.

"Xiaoxuan, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Yuxuan opened his eyes and saw himself being embraced by Qian Renxue, blushed a little, and then said weakly:

"Sister Xue'er, it's nothing, it's just over-training."

After speaking, she fell into a deep sleep in Qian Renxue's arms.

Qian Daoliu came to the two of them, stretched out his hand to check Ling Yuxuan's physical condition.

"This child, he didn't stop training until his body was exhausted. He can recover after a period of rest. Xiaoxue, you are training now. I will take Xiaoxuan down to rest."

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