Peerless Tang Sect: Dragon Shocks the Universe

Chapter 395 Tang San, Ning Rongrong

Bo Saixi was about to speak.

Jiang Shuo, who was walking around her, paused.

He turned to look at where the sound came from.

Tang San?

The son of destiny in this world.

Jiang Shuo glanced at Bo Saixi with interest, then looked at the golden trident again, and spoke in a low voice to the pink-blue long-haired woman beside him.

"Can you feel that there is a big difference between it and your Golden Dragon Spear?"

The Golden Dragon Spear is an undisputed artifact. Wang Qiuer, who has used it for a long time, may be able to feel whether the golden trident in front of him is of sufficient quality.

Wang Qiuer immediately shook his head, "It's not as good as that, it's far worse."

Then, she paused, as if she had said too much.

"It was my gut feeling," she added.

Jiang Shuo nodded slightly.

Fill in the last question in your mind.

He turned to look at Bo Saixi aside.

He smiled lightly and said, "Why didn't the high priest let that Tang San in?"

"Afraid that I will be bad for him?"

Bo Saixi's face was calm.

The meaning is self-explanatory, that's it.

Jiang Shuo chuckled again, "Call in, I just want to see what's so special about the person who was put at the top of the hunting list by Wuhun Palace."

"Don't worry, I have killed enough people, and I don't want to kill them recently."

Bo Saixi stared intently, as if considering the truth of Jiang Shuo's words.

After thinking for a moment, she nodded.

The purpose of this person's coming here is probably to search for the Shrek Seven Devils and prevent him from seeing them. A violent war is inevitable.

He might be wary because he was around, but it would be bad if he was rejected and kept waiting on Poseidon Island.

Soon, a burst of staggered but gentle and restrained footsteps came from outside the apse gate.

Several figures, either tall or graceful, slowly entered the gate of the back hall of the Poseidon Temple.

The soul power aura rippled slightly, perhaps because he was on guard in his heart.

Most of them can reach the realm of Soul Emperor at the age of less than twenty-five years old. Even if they have the help of Lord Poseidon, the talents of these people are quite impressive.

Bo Saixi had previously admired the talents of these little guys and believed that their futures were limitless.

But after this experience, their thoughts have hit rock bottom, and they don't have much time to accumulate strength.

The world is inherently unfair. Unless you are truly gifted enough to ignore age, geniuses are sometimes like weeds on the roadside, growing again after cutting.

We can only protect them in front of this strange and powerful person in Wuhun Palace first, and then talk later, Bo Saixi thought to herself.

The sound of footsteps approached, and the few seedlings who had been favored by Lord Poseidon came to her.

Tang San and Dai Mubai were in front, Ma Hongjun was on the side, protecting Ning Rongrong and Oscar in the middle, and Zhu Zhuqing and Bai Chenxiang were behind.

The eight people walked into the hall with solemn expressions, and their eyes immediately fell on the outstanding high priest and the two young men and women standing next to her.

Tang San always felt that the man looked familiar, not the disgusting familiarity of Wuhundian, but as if he had seen this person by chance somewhere before.

Ning Rongrong in the middle looked dazed for a moment. When she saw the dark hair hanging down her waist and the relaxed and carefree expression that seemed to despise everything, her heart skipped a beat.

It's him? !

That young man who suddenly appeared and then disappeared, so mysterious that he didn't look like a human being... He appeared again, and he was still on Poseidon Island?

Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his heart was shocked.

Before he could even open his mouth to scream.

Bo Saixi glanced at them and said, "Tang San, what do you want from me?"

The young man with long aquamarine hair looked away and said hurriedly: "Tang San saw a strange phenomenon and was worried that his old enemy would attack Poseidon Island, so he came here specially."

This is quite well said.

There is a reason to meet and an expression of concern.

Bo Saixi nodded lightly, "This is the elder of Wuhun Hall - Your Majesty Jiang Shuo. I've met you and leave now. You have nothing to do here."

Bo Saixi still didn't know Jiang Shuo's age and thought he was a hundred years old like herself. Ning Rongrong and Tang San were already greatly shaken.

As if he was sure of something, he looked at the young man on the other side strangely.

He joined the Wuhun Palace... Ning Rongrong felt inexplicably unhappy.

Didn't Bibi Dong hunt him down that day?

Could it be because of... the fake prince Qian Renxue?

Yes, before the fake prince was exposed, he was very considerate to him, and there were already rumors about the struggle for power and disagreements within Wuhun Palace.

Jiang Shuo also scanned the group of Shrek people he had met several times a few years ago.

His gaze passed over and stayed on the faces of Tang San and Ning Rongrong for a few seconds longer.

Suddenly, there were ripples in the air.

A violent suction force surged out from Jiang Shuo's palm, and he clasped his fingers towards Oscar who was standing behind him.

boom!

Everyone was shocked. Before they could react, Oscar was staggered out of the crowd and was about to fall into the hands of the person in front.

Bo Saixi narrowed his eyes, raised his scepter, and was about to take action.

At this time, Oscar's face rose after he was forcibly captured, and he subconsciously summoned his martial spirit.

Jiang Shuo witnessed all this, waved his sleeves, and the surging suction power dissipated.

It became clear in my heart.

No hidden weapons.

Oscar is a food-type martial spirit with few attack methods. In critical moments, he will subconsciously choose the most effective method instead of summoning his non-offensive martial spirit.

Moreover, Jiang Shuo did not sense any majestic aura of metal machinery from his body.

Tang San and Dai Mubai's expressions turned ugly. They took a step forward, their martial souls appeared, and their soul rings shone.

The two of them stared at Jiang Shuo, their vigilance rising, and they were likely to take action at the next moment.

Bo Saixi took a step across and stood in front of the eight people.

His face was solemn.

"Didn't Your Majesty Jiang Shuomian promise me not to do anything to them?"

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Shuo only smiled faintly at that sharp gaze, "I only promised not to kill anyone. When did I say I wouldn't do anything?"

Bo Saixi was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

When faced with an unreasonable person, no matter what you say, the other person will always have a counterargument.

Tang San took a deep breath, stood up and said: "High Priest, your Majesty is here for me."

"Please let me sort it out."

"But my grudge with Wuhundian only involves me personally. Please don't involve my classmates."

Dai Mubai was anxious, "Mistress! What are you talking about? We agreed before that we will share the same responsibility in times of difficulty. Why did we abandon you?"

Zhu Zhuqing, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Bai Chenxiang also hurriedly spoke out.

Only Ning Rongrong looked silently at the young man in front of him and said nothing for a while.

There was a lot of shouting and commotion in the back hall, and the atmosphere was tense and noisy.

A drama of friendship was staged.

Jiang Shuo laughed inappropriately, "Stop fighting, I'm going to take action, no one can run away."

After finishing his words, he looked back slightly bored.

He held Wang Qiuer's wrist, who had been watching silently.

"High Priest Bo Saixi, take your leave."

"Hopefully we will see you later."

After saying that, he strode out of the palace and left.

This sudden move caught the Shrek Seven Devils off guard and looked stunned.

When he finally reacted, Jiang Shuo had already walked out of the palace door.

(End of this chapter)