I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

That night.

In Tiandou City, outside the headquarters of the Force Clan adjacent to the Tiandou Martial Spirit Temple.

A burly black shadow slowly appeared.

"Tylenol...what a Tylenol, what a member of the Force Clan!"

The man growled lowly.

"Traitors who have taken refuge in the Spirit Hall, I could barely turn a blind eye to you before, but now you dare to bully my son. Even after my son exposed the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit, I knew that Under the premise that he is my Tang Hao's son... you really don't take my former master seriously!"

"Does being a lackey of Wuhun Palace make you so confident?"

A ferocious look appeared on his face.

Come to think of it, Tang Hao may have forgotten how domineering the group of soul masters who backed the Haotian Sect were in the past when the Haotian Sect was at its peak.

He remained silent in silence, then held his right hand empty, and the Clear Sky Hammer...well, the bamboo shoot-shaped Clear Sky Hammer appeared immediately. The next moment, not counting the blood-red color, just nine ordinary soul rings with the best configuration rose from his feet.

Looking at the nine soul rings spinning around him, especially the two touches of yellow and the two touches of purple, Tang Hao didn't think it was anything before, but now he just feels it is extremely annoying.

Over the years, Tang Hao traveled far and wide and accidentally learned some secrets.

It seems that, regardless of the inheritor of the divine position, even a figure like the God-chosen high priest can achieve an extraordinary level of soul ring configuration with the help of the divine test. For example, eight black and one red; another example, six black and three red!

And what about him?

The inheritor of the majestic Rakshasa God.

The future Rakshasa God!

Until now, the soul ring configuration is still just mediocre and the best? ? ?

The Rakshasa God who loves to search, the Rakshasa God who loves to search...

Tang Hao cursed like this in his heart countless times.

As for showing it, he still didn't dare.

After all, he was afraid of offending the Rakshasa God and canceled the Rakshasa God test given to him. Then wouldn't all his years of hard work have been in vain?

Tang Hao no longer thought about it and slowly raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The Clear Sky Hammer was enlarged several times at the same time.

At this moment, as long as Tang Hao waved his hand, within ten seconds, the Force Clan's station would be smashed to pieces by him.

But suddenly, Tang Hao paused.

Because he felt an aura that was not very scary to him, but was almost on the same level as him.

The direction from which the breath is coming is...

Martial Spirit Temple!

Suddenly, Tang Hao remembered a rumor.

On the day of the first sacred ceremony, a platinum bishop from Wuhun Palace happened to break through to the realm of Titled Douluo, and he also became the "first" absorber of the artificial inner elixir soul ring...

Salas.

Tang Hao remembered that the platinum bishop of Tiandou Martial Spirit Temple was called this name.

"Who dares to attack the clans affiliated with my Spirit Hall under my nose, Salas?!"

At this time, a loud shout came from a distance.

Tang Hao's expression changed slightly, he thought a lot in an instant, and finally decided to retreat.

shuh...

Just when Tang Hao's figure disappeared without a trace, two figures slowly appeared in the void, namely Salas and Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao leisurely stared at the direction where Tang Hao disappeared, and Salas flattered him:

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, are you just going to let that Tang Hao go?"

Wang Zhao glanced at him sideways.

"Don't worry so much. As for Tang San's exposure of the Clear Sky Hammer spirit and the identity of Tang Hao's son... just pretend not to care for now."

"Yes."

……

In Lanba Academy, Tang San was still alone, limping back to the dormitory.

Thinking about the recent series of unfortunate experiences, Tang San vented his anger in the room. Afterwards, he fell to the ground and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Wuwuwu, why am I so miserable? I just want to be reincarnated and find my lover again. Why? Wuwuwu..."

Tang San was sobbing, and his voice suddenly stopped. His eyes quickly turned sinister, and he wiped his tears violently, then sat blankly on the bed.

"What a heck of a rebirth!"

"Wouldn't you like to be my superior king of the divine realm?"

"It's so idle and so sinful!"

"..."

After a while, the look in his eyes gradually returned, and he was silent for a while. After thinking about it, he tried to speak to the wall:

"Father."

"Ba Ba."

"Mistress knows that you have been guarding me secretly. Can you show up and see me?"

"You are a titled Douluo, right? You are the former Haotian Douluo."

"..."

No one responded.

Tang San's eyes showed no fluctuation.

Obviously, Tang Hao still didn't come to visit him secretly today, and he did another useless job...

"Little three."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded behind Tang San.

Tang San turned his head suddenly and saw a slovenly man standing outside the window behind him, surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Ba Ba! You are finally here!"

Tang Hao was silent for a moment, then entered Tang San's room through the window, then ignored Tang San's surprise and just asked in a low voice:

"How did you know my identity? Did Yu Xiaoan tell you?"

Tang San didn't answer Tang Hao's question immediately, but slowly walked towards Tang Hao step by step, and finally threw himself into Tang Hao's arms.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Tang Shenwang couldn't help crying again.

Tang Hao frowned.

As soon as he came over, he heard Tang San crying against the wall, and he was filled with doubts.

How did Yu Xiaoan teach his son? Why did his son become a crybaby?

Tang Hao only felt a little irritated by the crying Tang San, and quickly pushed him away, and asked again with a serious face:

"What happened to you?"

Tang San pursed his lips after being pushed away, then wiped away the tears on his face.

He looked straight into Tang Hao's eyes, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper little by little.

"Ba Ba."

"Ok?"

Looking at Tang San like this, Tang Hao suddenly remembered that when he was still recovering from his injuries in the Holy Soul Village, he accidentally discovered a series of strange behaviors that were inappropriate for Tang San's age. A little indifference.

Who would have thought that Tang San's next words would cause him to break his martial arts instantly.

"I have already lived 'one life', a reborn person!"

.........

"The Spirit Hall was destroyed?"

"Ah Yin was also resurrected and returned to me??"

"The final achievement of the little trio is the God of Poseidon and the God of Shura. The two gods coexist???"

After listening to Tang San's long speech, Tang Hao's face gradually became dull.

"So... why did things develop like this?"

Seeing that he had completely gained Ba Ba's trust, Tang San said seriously:

"variable!"

"Because there are countless variables in this era!"

"variable……"

Tang Hao muttered to himself for a while, and then immediately thought of two characters.

"You mean, Wang Zhao, the master of the Dragon King Palace, and Li Ming, the holy son of the Wuhun Palace?!"

Tang San's eyes were heavy.

"They are just two of them."