Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

Hearing Zhu Zhuqing talk about the situation of the Star Luo Empire, Su Yi smiled and reached out to caress her soft three thousand hairs.

"Not necessarily, after all, there are gods in your family, you probably don't know it yet?"

Zhu Zhuqing blinked her big cute eyes, and looked at her with a cute face, "Eh?! Teacher, are you sure?"

Even the people in her clan didn't know about this matter, how did Su Yi, an outsider, know about it.

"Actually, very few people in the Martial Soul Hall knew about it a long time ago, even the Heaven Dou Empire. It's just that no one has become a god until now, with the exception of Bo Saixi."

While Su Yi was talking, he picked up the fruit on the side and ate it leisurely, "Of course, the final result cannot be changed. The Martial Soul Palace is destined to unify the continent."

Just see how many people will die at that time, under the iron cavalry of the Martial Soul Empire, how many people will be willing to be victims of the war to stop the overwhelming Martial Soul Palace.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing nodded silently, reached out and peeled a piece of fruit for him, and at the same time learned about the gods in his family through the chat.

Nether White Tiger god, that is, the Dai family Zhu family, the fusion technique that appeared after the fusion of Martial Soul.

If someone is born with the Nether White Tiger Martial Soul, there is a high probability of being able to inherit its god position.

Of course, if not, some tricks can be taken, it depends on whether the Star Dou royal family realizes...

....

In the silent forest, a blue shadow suddenly flew out from a secret passage, "Is this the Death God Realm? It still feels too weak..."

In less than three years, Tang San finally managed to walk out alive from the killing capital recorded by his father.

But after getting Realm, he wasn't half happy, instead he just became more and more powerless.

His own strength alone is not enough to kill Bibi Dong and destroy the Martial Soul Hall. Even if he has two Realms plus a Blue Silver Realm and a Killing God Realm, he still needs stronger strength and reinforcements.

After Tang San glanced at the completely collapsed cave, he looked at Tiandou City's direction calmly, and murmured: "Sea God Island, Poseidon, I, Tang San, am here..."

As soon as the words fell, Blue's figure had disappeared.

There is only one pothole left in the forest that seems to be blocked and glows faintly, as if something is slowly brewing.

After a few days.

Tang San's figure suddenly appeared near the city, after he saw the soldiers of the Martial Soul Empire walking on the street, he immediately had a thought in his heart that he wanted to kill.

With an uncontrollable desire to kill deep in his heart, he wanted to kill all the soldiers who belonged to the Martial Soul Empire patrolling in front of him.

At this time, he suddenly realized what happened to him, or this is what Teacher Su Yi often said about being mentally unsteady, otherwise his father would not have told him to rush to find his aunt Tang Yuehua after he came out of the capital of killing.

Her Talent Realm can alleviate or even eliminate the complex atmosphere of desire, killing and so on that has been squeezing the mind all year round.

After thinking about the matter clearly, he directly changed his route to the Clear Sky School, to the family that made him somewhat disgusted.

It's not that I hate Uncle Tang Xiao, but those aggressive Elders, who have no strength but choose to keep shrinking.

Even if he is himself, he can only recuperate from his injury and send him down the mountain to receive training from his uncle at the foot of the mountain.

After Tang San frowned and found out that his aunt was not in the Clear Sky School, he didn't say anything, and left silently with his fists clenched.

Glancing at the towering mountain, Tang San thought to himself: I will take back what you did to me and what happened to my father one by one.

After a sharp red light flashed in his eyes, he rushed towards Tiandou City. If his aunt was not in Sect, he could only be in own Yuexuan Pavilion.

Although the famous garden that cultivates various families is not open, she still goes to take care of some trivial matters from time to time, and even learns about some first-hand situations.

In Yuexuan Pavilion.

Right after Tang Yuehua walked out of the own private room, she sensed a strange aura in the hall.

Strong killing or bloody atmosphere.

In short, let her perceive it as soon as she appeared, "Huh, who is it? Come out."

The clear and gentle voice echoed in the seemingly empty hall, when a blue-haired figure in black clothes came out from a blind spot she couldn't see.

Tang San didn't expect to be discovered by his aunt who also just showed up after entering the Great Hall.

"It's Xiao San?!" Tang Yuehua recognized at a glance that it was Tang San who was going to practice, and hurriedly twirled the hem of his skirt, and stepped down.

Looking at Aunt Own who was extremely worried, Tang San's stern face finally showed a smile at this time.

He doesn't even remember what he laughed at, maybe three or four years ago.

Looking at her nephew, who seemed to be much taller, Tang Yuehua covered her mouth and chuckled in relief, with tears even leaking from her eyes, "It seems that you have completed your father's training, then I will help you dissolve the complicated and troubled things in your body right now." Breath, and inexplicable restlessness."

She may not have combat power, but the power of the aristocratic halo is not something ordinary soul masters can resist.

What's more, it also has the most top-level calming ability. It thinks it is the second, and no one dares to call it the first...

In just a day or so, Tang San's hidden danger was easily removed.

Feeling that the restless body and mind seemed to be purified, Tang San looked at Tang Yuehua in surprise, "Thank you, aunt, but your strength seems to be more than ninth-level spirit power?"

Looking at the two shining yellow soul rings, he felt a little curious.

I don't know what kind of opportunities my aunt has encountered over the years, or maybe she got the elixir from Su Yi's hands.

Speaking of jelly grass, he immediately turned his head dejectedly, not daring to look at Aunt Own.

In his treasure bag, although there is no fairy grass, there must be second-class spiritual herbs, but the result is alas...

For a moment, Tang Yuehua saw Xiaosan like this and thought that he was Su Yi's student, and suddenly understood a lot of things, otherwise the seven monsters would not have such a proud Talent.