Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan

Qian Renxue took out a fairy grass from her arms and gently placed it in Qian Daoliu's palm, "Grandpa, I got this from the inheritor of the gods. With it, you can His strength will definitely improve to a higher level.”

Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered. He looked at his granddaughter and sighed, "Xiaoxue, grandpa understands your thoughts, but you should take this jelly grass." After saying this, the jelly grass in his palm returned to Qian Renxue again. hands.

"Grandpa." Qian Renxue looked a little anxious and said, "I bought this fairy herb for you. I know that you have spent your whole life destroying soul masters who have willingly fallen and spread the faith of the angel god."

"But in my heart, grandpa, you are the most important. Xiaoxue is your only relative in this world."

Qian Daoliu sighed, turned his back to Qian Renxue, and said: "Xiaoxue, don't blame your mother. Although her approach is a bit radical, it is not wrong. Without her existence, our Wuhun Palace would not be able to do anything. With their current influence, they will not let those fallen soul masters on the mainland turn against the rats when they see the Spirit Hall..."

Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu in silence. For a moment, she felt that her grandfather was favoring that woman, the mother who wanted to kill her as soon as she was born.

"Xiaoxue..." After a moment of silence, Qian Daoliu turned around and his eyes fell on Qian Renxue, "Take this fairy grass, grandpa will protect you."

Qian Renxue nodded silently, focusing on the fairy grass in her hand. Recalling the method of taking it that Tang Yin told her, she immediately took the grass jelly and then sat cross-legged on the ground to absorb it.

During the absorption process, Qian Renxue's body glowed with a divine light, but she felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, which made her moan in discomfort. At this moment, her soul power fluctuations became chaotic.

"What a domineering fairy grass, the medicinal power is so strong." Qian Daoliu whispered, raised his palm to release his soul power to adjust Qian Renxue's breath, and at the same time noticed that the latter's martial soul attributes had become more extreme. , holy.

With the help of Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue quickly absorbed the medicinal power of the fairy grass. When she noticed the change in her martial soul, she was also shocked.

"Holy light, holy flame, is this the change in my martial soul after absorbing the fairy grass?" Qian Renxue murmured, and the four wings on his back spread out. Qian Daoliu had to cover his eyes with his palms when the sacred light stung him. , to resist this sacred light.

Fortunately, the light only lasted for a while, and Qian Daoliu put down his palm and carefully observed Qian Renxue's changes. The latter's originally golden four-winged wings were now turned into golden-red wings, and the sacred power contained in them made even this peerless Douluo feel strong pressure.

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue's transformation, and the joy in his heart was indescribable. He now wished that the latter would accept the inheritance of the angel position. Unfortunately, it was still too early, and the angel god had not yet handed down the inheritance, otherwise he would have given it up long ago. My granddaughter accepted the divine status.

"Grandpa, I can feel that my martial soul has become purer, and all six of my soul skills have sacred attributes." Qian Renxue excitedly stopped Qian Daoliu's arm and joked.

Qian Daoliu fondly touched Qian Renxue's long golden hair, with a twinkling light in his eyes, and said: "Xiaoxue, you can have more contact with that inheritor in the future. This will also help you have a better future when you take over the Spirit Hall. A great boost.”

"Besides, you are not young anymore, it's time to find a partner. You can't always rely on grandpa, right?"

Qian Renxue's face hardened. After being reminded by Qian Daoliu, she said seriously: "Grandpa, I will only like people who are better than me. Otherwise, no matter how good he is, I will not like him."

Qian Daoliu shook his head and said with a smile: "Grandpa believes in your vision, but your current strength cannot be defeated by ordinary soul masters. Why don't you pay attention in this competition?"

"Grandpa, why are you like this?" Qian Renxue shouted softly, loosened the arm around Qian Daoliu's arm, and said, "It's time for me to go back. I'll come back to see you when Xiaoxue has time."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and watched Qian Renxue transform into Xue Qinghe. When her back was completely invisible, he murmured to himself: "Tang Chen, you have disappeared for decades, and now my granddaughter has become a god. The bet we made back then was that you Lost."

"Xiaoxue, for you, grandpa is willing to sacrifice and help you become a god..."

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At the same time, Shrek Academy.

Tang San looked at the ceiling of the hotel, feeling completely sleepless. For some reason, ever since he came to Wuhun City, there seemed to be a stone pressing on his heart, making him somewhat breathless.

"Let's get some air." Tang San muttered to himself, turned over and jumped out of bed. Turning around to look at Oscar, who was sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but shake his head and walked to the balcony.

Immediately afterwards, Tang San noticed the master who was also not sleeping on the balcony next door, "Teacher, can't you sleep too?"

The master turned to look at Tang San and said, "Xiao San, I heard about the attack on you in the canyon, and I also know everything that happened to you."

"Teacher..." Tang San looked at the master. He really wanted to tell the master that Tang Yin was not dead, and that his soul power was most likely higher than his, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

"Xiao San, do you want to say that Tang Yin's appearance makes you feel a sense of crisis. You are afraid that he will return to Shrek and interrupt all our arrangements, right?" The master's eyes fell on Tang San and affirmed.

After a moment of silence, Tang San nodded and defended himself: "Teacher, I'm not afraid of his return, but I'm afraid that when he comes back, it will affect the friendship between us Shrek Seven Monsters."

"Furthermore, if Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai do not use martial soul fusion skills, they will be greatly affected during the competition. Our seven-in-one fusion skills have not been used until now. All this is because of Tang Yin Caused.”

After saying this, Tang San felt a little depressed. But the master's next words cheered him up, "Xiaosan, you are too arrogant. Do you remember what I said?"

"Your Blue Silver Grass is on the control route, while his is on the life route. Except for his self-created soul skill Chidori, he doesn't even have a soul skill with high attack power. What can he use to compete with you?"

"Furthermore, even if he plays tricks on Chidori, don't forget that your fourth soul ring is a ten-thousand-year soul ring. There is no other soul master like you in the entire continent. And you He also has the Eight Spider Spears with attached soul bones, are you still afraid of him with such a configuration?"

After hearing what the master said, a smile appeared on Tang San's lips, "Teacher, after you said this, this disciple understands."

The master looked at Tang San, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Xiao San, my master believes in you. Under your leadership, the Shrek Seven Devils will definitely win the championship."

Tang San nodded. For him, the teacher's recognition of him was his greatest motivation. The fear in my heart towards Tang Yin was also reduced a lot.

"Teacher." With a slight sigh, Tang San looked at the master and said, "Dean Flanders said before that Tang Yin exploded and died due to martial arts training issues, but why does he appear again now?"

The master sighed and said: "Xiaosan, I suspect that Tang Yin just faked his death before. Presumably he and your father were assassinated by Wuhun Palace, just like you a few days ago."

In fact, Yu Xiaogang was also full of doubts. After all, Tang Hao came to the door in person and took Tang Yin away. If he did it himself, Tang Yin would definitely die.

But now, Tang Yin not only survived, but also appeared in everyone's eyes. The words Tang Hao said to himself before were probably to protect Tang Yin. After all, Tang Yin was a celebrity in the entire city when he was at the Soto Spirit Arena, so it was not impossible for him to be targeted by people from the Spirit Hall.

Thinking of this, the master suddenly realized that Tang Hao took Tang Yin away to avoid the sight of Wuhun Palace. No wonder he told himself that Tang San would only be his son in the future, but he was assassinated by Wuhun Palace to protect that boy.

"Teacher, do you think Wuhun Palace will take action against us during the competition?" When mentioning Wuhun Palace, Tang San immediately remembered what happened at that time.

"No." The master looked at Tang San kindly and said seriously: "Xiao San, don't worry, there are teachers here at Wuhun Palace. If they want to do something to you, they will have to step over my body."

"Bibi Dong, if you dare to attack Mistress, I, Yu Xiaogang, will die together with your Spirit Hall even if I risk my life!"

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Wuhun Palace, the Pope's palace.

Bibi Dong looked at the worship hall that exuded a sacred aura not long ago, her cold eyes looked like a poisonous snake that was secretly gathering momentum. A trace of bright red blood flowed from the clenched fist due to the force.

"That sacred aura is actually stronger than that old guy Qiandaoliu. Could it be that the inheritance of the angel god has arrived?" Bibi Dong bit her lips tightly, her body trembling slightly, and the cold aura filled the whole room.

After calming down, Bibi Dong's eyes fell on the angel statue outside the worship hall, with a cold purple light in his eyes, "I almost forgot, that old guy Qiandaoliu has become the servant of the angel god, how could he be influenced by the angel god? inheritance.”

"Old guy, you want to use me to expand the Wuhun Palace, and then leave everything from me to Qian Renxue. You really have a good plan!"

"But this old guy probably didn't expect that I accepted the inheritance of the Rakshasa God by mistake. When I complete the nine Rakshasa exams, that will be the day when you Qianjia, the angel clan will perish! By then, the entire continent will... Surrender to me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, bursts of purple light gushed out from Bibi Dong's body, gradually forming a black figure holding a sickle. What was frightening was that this black figure actually revealed a smile that made people's hair stand on end.

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