Peerless Conceited God

Yu'er bit her lips and said: "Young Noble, I feel that you have changed. You have completely changed when you came to God Destructing Temple, even you have treated me indifferently. You hate it so much."

"Is there?"

With that, she turned and left. Yu'er stomped her feet in anger and said, "You see, you're already beginning to hate me."

When Yu'er followed him out, Tang Xiaohu had already disappeared.

Divine Weapon Pavilion

The three big words written on the door gave off a soul-shaking feeling. The writing was grand and the strokes were sharp. Each of the words seemed to be composed of a combination of all sorts of weapons.

Standing in front of the door, his heart pounded. This Divine Weapon Pavilion, naturally gave him a hazy and familiar feeling.

Tang Xiaohu pushed open the door and walked in. Everyone in the room had a feeling of ancientness.

The floor was covered in dust. The shelf where the Divine Weapons used to be was now empty. There were traces of a fight on the walls. One of the shelves had probably been destroyed during the fight.

Tang Xiaohu frowned, seeing everything, his heart was actually in pain.

"I'm here!"

With a simple sentence, the entire shelf trembled slightly. A strange wind blew in the room and swept away all the dust.

At this moment, Xue Sha, who was originally in the sea of consciousness, suddenly flew out and quickly flew around the room. He let out a clear cry and appeared very excited.

Tang Xiaohu walked to the side of the shelves, and gently stroked them with his hands. Suddenly, his head buzzed, as though the entire room was filled with mist, and within the mist, he could vaguely see that the shelves were filled with swords, all sorts of famous swords.

Tang Xiaohu saw a familiar figure, using Blood Fiend as if he was using one of these weapons.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

"I've been here before."

Tang Xiaohu felt his mind was in a mess, after that he walked to another shelf, on this shelf, there was only one blade, although he could not see it clearly, but this blade gave off a feeling, it was like a half king, it was extremely tyrannical. Tang Xiaohu could not help but touch it with his hand. Who knew that upon contact, the blade would have a flash of inspiration, and dissipate without a trace along with the spirit energy. Immediately, his heart became gloomy, as if a piece of meat had dropped out.

Tang Xiaohu walked over to another shelf, and saw a few guns on top of it. All of them were standing straight with their bodies straightened, the tip of their spears releasing a cold light.

The spear trembled, releasing buzzing sounds, and took the initiative to fly in front of Tang Xiaohu. Tang Xiaohu instinctively extended his hand to grab it, but when he touched the spear, a flash of inspiration struck it, and the spear disappeared without a trace.

"Pain!" Why do I feel heartache?

The other row, the broken row of shelves, only had a single staff in front of it. This staff had a dark gold color in the middle and silver gray in the two, which made it seem a bit incongruous. However, this rod was emitting a terrifying aura, appearing aloof and unapproachable.

Seeing Tang Xiaohu walking over, the rod suddenly released a clear cry, and flew out with a 'sou' sound, circling around Tang Xiaohu.

Suddenly, a 'kacha' sound was heard.

Following the voice, a strong wind blew away all the weapons on the shelves without a trace.

Tang Xiaohu suddenly felt a wave of anger burning up.

"Who is it?" With a cold voice and a thought, Xue Sha pierced towards the door with a 'shua' sound.

When he turned around to look, he saw a proud looking Yu'er pushing open the door and walking in. Tang Xiaohu's brows were already knit together, but she seemed to not have noticed at all. Smiling, he said, "Young master, I knew you were here. I'm smart, right?"

"This sudden attack gave her a fright." Young Master, it's me. "

"What are you doing here?" Tang Xiaohu said unhappily with a straight face. Xue Sha stopped in front of her nose, and after a few breaths, he nodded and hid into Tang Xiaohu's body.

"It's nothing. I'm just bored, and those people are too boring. I just like staying together with you." Yu'er patted her chest and said, still shaken.

Looking at her innocent face, Tang Xiaohu's anger slowly faded as he coldly said, "Don't follow me anymore."

Yu'er's eyes were red, she did not know what she had done wrong, and what the hell was wrong with this person, he got mad just from saying that, it was really strange, I, Bai Xiaoyu have to rely on you, if not follow, if not follow, what's so amazing about that.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but his forehead was slightly raised, just not letting them fall out.

Just now, the moment Yu'er opened the door, Tang Xiaohu felt an ancient will gush towards him. If he was not mistaken, it should be the highest level of sword intent, blade intent, spear intent, and staff intent.

These things could only be encountered by chance and not sought after. Ordinary cultivators might not even be able to comprehend these things in their entire lives, but it was something that countless cultivators yearned for in their dreams.

However, he was about to get his hands on them. Perhaps he would be able to comprehend the true meaning of the four great weapons at the same time. Yet, he was interrupted at this moment. No one would be in a good mood if they were in his place.

However, he soon felt relieved. Perhaps this was heaven's will. There was something called fate, and only he could blame fate for it.

Tang Xiaohu did not want anyone to disturb him at the moment, so he slowly explored this unfamiliar and familiar place by himself. After walking out of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, his heart was shaken, and he followed the feeling to the Cultivation Technique Tower.