Boom!

Nine soul rings, eight black and one red, lit up under Qianxunji's feet. The golden soul power gathered in front of him to form a barrier, blocking all the oncoming strong winds.

Qian Renchuan was a little dazed as he stared at the place where the huge mushroom cloud rose. Such a powerful energy fluctuation, what kind of existence was the power of a war erupting? Even if he used his Blue Silver True Body, he would probably be blown to death in the face of such a terrible attack. It seemed that he still had a long way to go before he could become a top-level expert.

"Haotian Sect."

Tang Yuehua covered her red lips, tears flowing uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, and said: "Your Holiness, hurry up, let's return to the sect!"

Three pairs of wings grew out of Qian Xunji's back, and his six-winged angel spirit was released. He led a group of people and accelerated towards the mountains of Haotian Sect. At this moment, there was an unconcealable smile on the corners of his mouth.

The Haotian Sect was destroyed. The King of Slaughter did a great job. It was a pity that he could not appreciate the process of the Haotian Sect's destruction.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect were destroyed by Bibi Dong, and Qian Xunji was also unable to watch them. This was a huge loss for him, a man who loved to have fun, but what else could he do.

Now that the top three sects are all destroyed, once Bibi Dong is dealt with and the continent gradually becomes stable, a new re-election meeting for the seven major sects can be held to spread the faith.

Haotian Sect.

In a huge pit, there was a bloody figure, with bloody skin, bloody white hair draped behind him, pale face, and half-human, half-beast appearance. This person was naturally the King of Slaughter, or Tang Chen after he regained consciousness.

The hammer that Tang Hao used to explode the nine rings was just average in Tang Chen's eyes. He used a 100,000-year spirit skill to hit back and withstood it without any damage. And this deep pit was made by Tang Hao to reduce the damage to the Haotian Sect and its disciples caused by the explosion of the nine rings. He used the Haotian Nine Absolutes Guan Zi Jue, which simply turned the power of the Haotian Hammer into a hole made by an electric drill.

If Tang Chen hadn't used his 100,000-year soul skill to fight back, there wouldn't have been such a huge mushroom cloud. Under that mushroom cloud that covered the sky, all the ninth-level disciples of the Haotian Sect were killed, and the Power Clan and the Defense Clan were wiped out.

The Min clan was able to save some people because they were fast enough, but there were only a few dozen people left. The Po clan also saved some people under the call of Yang Wushuang. In a battle that could not be won, he would not be as stubborn as his brother Yang Wudi and lead his clansmen to die in vain. The others were disciples of the Haotian Sect who were lucky and had good lives.

The Haotian Sect, which originally had 5,000 disciples and tens of thousands of people, and the Tang family, which had hundreds of Haotian hammers, was attacked by the King of Slaughter and the nine rings exploded and collided, leaving less than a hundred people. The remaining members of the Tang family could be counted on one hand.

In the big pit at the top of the mountain, Tang Chen knelt on the ground, four lines of blood and tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes. In front of him were hundreds of bloody and broken bodies, and there were only a few intact bodies.

These were the elders of the Haotian Sect who had gathered to assist Tang Hao with the Haotian Formation, as well as the Tang family members of the Haotian Sect. They were all killed by the mushroom cloud. However, with the protection of the Haotian Formation, they held on for a while, resisted some of the storm, and preserved their bodies.

"Hao'er, Yuan'er, Gu'er. I, Tang Chen, am sorry for you! I, Tang Chen, deserve to die! Blood red! Blood red nine-headed bat king!!"

Looking back to the past, Tang Chen was full of confidence and determined to become a god. He called the defeated general Qian Daoliu a coward and vowed to let his descendants practice hard. When he returned, the Haotian Sect would be the eternal overlord of the continent and would trample the Wuhun Hall forever. As a result, he has become a monster. The entire Haotian Sect and his descendants were slaughtered by his own hands. Although this was not his subjective will, it was his body that killed the disciples of the sect and destroyed the Haotian Sect.

Tang Chen was crying with blood and roaring in a hoarse voice. His face, which was in its thirties, had aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles covered his face and he looked like an old man in his seventies.

After reaching the level of Titled Douluo, one can use soul power to rejuvenate one's appearance and maintain a youthful state.

There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. After Tang Chen discovered that his body had destroyed the entire Haotian Sect and almost massacred all the younger generations, he could no longer survive in this world. He was determined to die and no longer used his soul power to stay young.

Tang Chen didn't even want to see Poseidon for the last time, because he was too embarrassed to go. Should he tell Poseidon that he had been drinking and eating in the slaughter city for so many years, killing countless people, or that he personally slaughtered the entire Haotian Sect and his own descendants. Nine soul rings, eight black and one red, appeared under Tang Chen's feet. The first five ten thousand year soul rings were very light in color. This was the ring hammer that exploded Bibi Dong. Not too long had passed, and these five soul rings had not fully recovered. The huge Haotian hammer was held in his hand.

"Tang Chen, what do you want to do? "

The blood-red nine-headed bat king roared in Tang Chen's spiritual world, and his mind was rioting, trying to snatch Tang Chen's body. It sensed Tang Chen's murderous intent, which was directed at it, but it was in Tang Chen's body, and after repairing Tang Chen's damaged body, it completely merged with Tang Chen. If Tang Chen wanted to kill him, it would be the same as killing himself.

"What? Kill you!"

Tang Chen clenched the Clear Sky Hammer tightly and smashed it towards his head without hesitation, his black eyes closed. Once this hammer hit him, Tang Chen's head would undoubtedly explode like a watermelon.

At the critical moment, a golden sword shot out and knocked away the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Chen's hand, preventing him from committing suicide.

"This soul power belongs to that old fellow Qian Daoliu."

Tang Chen was feeling displeased and quickly stood up, looking up at the huge six-winged angel in the air. He thought that Qian Daoliu saved him and intended to make fun of his old rival, but when he felt it carefully, he realized that the soul power fluctuation was very similar to Qian Daoliu's, but it was not Qian Daoliu.

When Qianxunji and his group landed, Tang Yuehua was the first to speak: "Are you grandpa?"

Tang Yuehua naturally could not recognize Tang Chen, who had disappeared for more than 30 years and had turned into a half-human, half-beast. But according to Qian Xunji, Tang Chen was the only soul master of the Haotian Sect who could reach the Ultimate Douluo.

"Yuehua, are you Yuehua?"

Before Tang Chen left, Tang Yuehua was just a little girl. In the blink of an eye, Tang Yuehua had turned into a mature woman, so mature that she couldn't be more mature.

"Tang San, son of Tang Hao, pays homage to his great-grandfather!"

"Grandpa!"

Tang San, Tang Tian, ​​and Tang Hu immediately trotted over and knelt down.

"Okay, okay, get up, everyone, get up!"

Tang Chen saw that there were three outstanding younger generations in the Haotian Sect, who had reached the Soul Emperor and Soul Saint levels at a young age, and would definitely reach the Titled Douluo level in the future. He was delighted and his ambition to live was rekindled. Apart from anything else, Tang Hao was already dead, and he would definitely pass on the Haotian inheritance of the Haotian Sect and the secret method of the Great Sumeru Hammer.

Although Qianxunji's eyes were on the Haotian Sect, his mental power had already covered the corpses on the ground of the Haotian Sect. There were a pile of soul bones. Tang Xiao had five, Tang Hao had four, and the Haotian Six Elders had ten in total. It was a great harvest, and Tang Chen himself seemed to have six. In addition, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King also had a 100,000-year soul ring and a 100,000-year soul bone. It was indeed the number one sect in the world, so rich! It was much richer than Bibibi Dong!

Qian Renchuan stared at Tang Chen blankly, his heart was constantly touched. He felt that there was something about Tang Chen that attracted him.

(End of this chapter)