People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

"Lazy, take back the divine power of God Shura, let this brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth see clearly the reality and his own position." As soon as the voice of the God of Arrogance fell, the God of Lazy clasped his hands together, and a black hole appeared between his eyebrows. Then a palm-sized Shura Demonic Sword flew out of the black hole and floated in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Tang San felt a powerful suction force coming from all directions instantly. This suction force kept tearing at his body, as if it was going to completely break him.

"No! My divine power and soul power are disappearing!" Tang San was shocked in his heart. He clearly felt that his power was dissipating and his soul power was plummeting. No, he still has too many things to accomplish. If his soul power really dissipates, then wouldn't all his years of hard work be in vain?

No, we must not let him succeed! With this thought, Tang San no longer had any reservations. All the divine power in his body was mobilized to try to resist this powerful suction.

At the same time, a trace of determination flashed in Tang San's eyes. He raised his hands, pointed in the direction of the arrogant god, and summoned his nine soul rings. The ninth soul ring on his body suddenly lit up. "The ninth soul skill, blood..."

Before Tang San could finish speaking, he saw that the ninth spirit ring on his body had melted directly, and his spirit power had dropped to Contra, and was still falling.

Tang San felt as if his body had been drained, all his strength had disappeared, and he could even clearly feel his nine soul rings being peeled off from his body. It was a very strange feeling. The God of Arrogance looked at Tang San and sneered: "Boy, do you think you can resist? God Shura's power is indeed powerful, but unfortunately, you are not qualified to control it."

Tang San's face turned pale, and he felt as if the life force had been sucked out of his body. A strong feeling of weakness instantly came over him, leaving him without even the strength to speak.

Until Tang San only had three black, two red and five soul rings left, his aura had completely stabilized as the Soul King. Seeing that Tang San had become weak to a certain extent, the God of Lazy waved his hand and the five blood Red light flew directly from Tang San's remaining soul ring.

The next second, the soul ring completely returned to its original appearance, turning into the five most common soul rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black.

The God of Arrogance said calmly: "If you don't teach him a lesson, he seems to have forgotten his identity." "Hey, this kid is really ignorant. His talent is not half as good as ours back then. How can such a waste directly become God King, stepping on our heads?" the jealous god mocked.

Tang San fell to the ground, breathing heavily. He felt that his body was extremely weak. He was now like a candle in the wind, extremely weak.

"No, my soul power, my divine weapon, these are all obtained through my own efforts!" Tang San roared.

"Boy, what nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? The Shura God's throne will only take back the power that originally belonged to it. You are the real you now." The arrogant god sneered.

"No, no, you lied to me, lied to me!"

One after another was drawn out of his body, taking away most of his divine power and soul power, and his soul power completely stayed at level 52.

The God of Lazy held the Asura God's Table and looked at Tang San coldly, "I'll give you a chance. If you are willing to surrender to Master Destruction, then you can regain your strength and get one step closer to becoming a god in the future." king."

Tang San reluctantly raised his head and looked at the God of Lazy, "Let me say it again, I am Tang San, not anyone's puppet. My life or death is not something you can decide." The God of Lazy said calmly: "In that case, then you Just enjoy the life that is originally yours.”

"Let's go." The God of Lazy turned around, with his back to Tang San, and said: "The seven of us will not return to the God Realm for the time being. When you change your mind, we will kowtow nine times to the sky and shout, ' I am willing to dedicate myself to Lord Destruction, and the seven of us will appear again."

"This day will never happen!" Tang San roared. But the God of Sloth ignored him and in the blink of an eye, they had lost sight of them in Tang San's sight. Tang San reluctantly raised his head, only to feel that his body no longer belonged to him. He felt an unprecedented weakness, and he clearly felt that his strength had been stripped away. The soul rings of the first martial soul, which were originally three black and six red, turned directly into the five most common soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black. What a blow.

After losing the blessing of Shura's divine power, his first martial soul also changed into the original blue silver grass, and he felt a deep powerlessness.

Then, with a bit of luck, he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer spirit and tried to summon the spirit rings, but there was no response. As expected, the nine god-given spirit rings of his second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, were not there. As expected, they all disappeared.

Tang San sat slumped on the ground, his heart filled with powerlessness and anger. Could it be that all these years of hard work were really in vain? Was his power really given to him by God Shura?

Now, he has lost all his strength, his soul power has stayed at Level 55, and even his martial soul has changed. How can he fight against Jun Yi like this? If I return to the Tiandou Empire now, how will the people in the court view me?

Tang San understood that the reason those people were afraid of him was because of his Ultimate Douluo strength, and now he was just a Soul King.

If something happens in the Tiandou Empire now, he doesn't even have the ability to deal with it. Tang San's eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger. He really wanted to yell and vent his inner unwillingness, but he could do nothing and could only watch as he weakened little by little. He wants to resist, he wants to break free from the shackles of fate, and he wants to take back his power!

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Tang San. He had long crimson hair and a crimson robe, and seemed to be exuding a fiery aura. That person was the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, Yan.

The moment Yan saw Tang San, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, "Tang San, why are you here?"

The moment Tang San saw Yan, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and his nerves instantly tensed. Although he was extremely weak, his vigilance did not relax at all. Tang San struggled to stand up, looked at Yan warily, and said, "What are you here for? If you are here to kill me, then do it now."

Yan was obviously stunned for a moment, not understanding what Tang San meant, and frowned: "I'm just passing by, why are you so nervous?"

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