The Spider King Of Douluo Arrives

Tang Hao was a little silent, "Dage, is he okay?"

Tang Yuehua shook her head, "I don’t know if Dage is good or not. He is now the Sect Leader of the Clear Sky School. He has everything buried in his heart. Photo."

"Yuehua, Serena will leave it to you."

Just as Tang Hao was about to leave, Qin Wei got up from his seat.

Tang Yuehua grabbed Tang Hao's thick palm, "Second brother, are you going to leave again? I finally saw you this time, you have to go back with me anyway."

Tang Hao smiled bitterly: "I can't go back, I'm no longer a member of the Clear Sky School. I'm sorry Sect, but I don't regret what I have done before, so let's go ahead."

When Tang Yuehua stayed again, Qin Wei stepped forward and grabbed Tang Hao's palm.

Tang Hao was a little dazed, as he was about to ask, suddenly a gentle force came from Qin Wei's palm. Tang Hao was a little surprised to find that the hidden wound he suffered many years ago is slowly healing.

Although the power of the god of death was the power of darkness, the last time Qin Wei injected the power of darkness into Dugu Bo's body. Afterwards, Dugu Bo and Qin Wei said that the energy that Qin Wei transmitted at that time made his injury a little better.

After returning to the Palace of Death, Qin Wei asked The Underworld three-headed dog privately, and only then learned that the power of Death should have the power to destroy the world, as well as the power of gentleness.

Not everything is dark, it depends on how the user uses it. The power of light is used by people with unpredictable intentions, and that is evil. On the contrary, the power of evil is used to benefit people, and that is bright.

"Serina, what are you?"

Qin Wei shook his head, "Father, don't talk, and patiently accept the energy I deliver."

Tang Hao glanced at Qin Wei, then silently closed his eyes to accept.

Tang Yuehua looked at Tang Hao, who was gradually ruddy, and then felt relieved. Come to the chair, sit down slowly and watch the next situation.

After a long time, Tang Hao finally opened his eyes, and now he seemed to have endless energy, and his dark body ailments were almost healed.

After seeing that Tang Hao was okay, Qin Wei retracted the power of death, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and slowly exhaled.

"Serena, thank you."

Tang Hao turned around and smiled.

"It's okay, what you should do as a child. You have almost recovered from the dark illness of your body now, and it will be better if you recuperate for a while."

Tang Hao got up, squeezed his palms, and moved his lower limbs. As Qin Wei said, the injuries in his body have all recovered. But trauma is easy to treat, but heartache is hard to treat.

Tang Yuehua got up and came to Tang Hao, looking at Tang Hao who was full of red face, "Second brother, are you okay?"

Tang Hao smiled and said, "I was injured at the beginning. After the accumulation of months and months, the injury gradually became a dark disease in my body. Sometimes it happened often. Just now, the magical power in Xiaowei's body actually destroyed me. The internal injuries recovered seven or eighty-eight. The Haotian Douluo that used to be, now it's back again."

Seeing Tang Hao recovering from his injury, Tang Yuehua's eyes looked at Qin Wei and gradually softened.

"My injury is almost healed, and I should go now."

Tang Yuehua saw that Tang Hao was leaving again, she finally met again, and now she left again.

Qin Wei suddenly said, "Father, you can go to Jels. He used to be a god, a god who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Because of some special reasons, he stayed by my side. The troubles in your heart, perhaps He can point you."

Tang Hao was a little moved when he heard Qin Wei's words, and turned around excitedly: "Really, is it really okay?"

Qin Wei nodded silently, "I will tell you the truth too. Father, sit down first, this matter is a bit complicated. Well, Mrs. Yuehua, sit down too."

Tang Yuehua said angrily: "Call my aunt!"

Qin Wei was a little surprised, is it so fast? Then he glanced at Tang Hao who was sitting down. Qin Wei's sudden name was a bit difficult to accept for a while.

Tang Hao smiled bitterly, "Why, are you still not used to it?"

Qin Wei nodded hard, "It was a bit unexpected, but I will get used to it gradually."

Then he looked at Tang Yuehua who was still standing, "Auntie, please sit down, auntie."

Tang Yuehua just smiled, "It's pretty much the same."

Then he sat next to Tang Hao, grasping Tang Hao with a thin hand, which seemed to prevent Tang Hao from leaving suddenly.

Tang Hao shook his head impatiently, and finally looked at Qin Wei, "Xiao Wei, it's time to start."

Qin Wei nodded, the black light of his right hand suddenly appeared, and a snapped finger, the black light emitted by his right hand quietly emerged, and a black screen enveloped the entire room.

"I use Realm to isolate this place so that no one can bother."

The two looked at the room surrounded by black air, and Tang Hao couldn't help but said with emotion: "You are really good, you don't know how many times stronger than when I was young."

"thanks."

Qin Wei came to the center. The dead Sacred sickle in his right hand appeared, and the head killing skull appeared. The entire face was wrapped in the dead Sacred helmet. Only a pair of scarlet eyes remained, and the dark power of his whole body was surging.

"This is, soul bone?"

Qin Wei nodded, "Yes, this is the killing skull that Sacred pretended to be dead. It is a one hundred thousand year old soul bone."

Tang Yuehua couldn't believe it, "What! One hundred thousand year soul bone."

Qin Wei said: "Yes, one hundred thousand years soul bone. The sickle in my hand is called Sacred Sacred. It is a weapon of a god, and I obtained it by coincidence. Then he inherited his god position and became the inheritor of the death god. ."

Tang Hao thought for a moment, "That's it, I said how could I feel such a huge amount of energy in your body, it turned out to be like this. Then, senior, he really is..."

"Lao Ye is indeed a god, a fallen angel god. He used to be a god where Death sat down before, but some accidents happened later, so I arrived at Douluo Continent. After my spirit power breaks through the hundredth level, I can do it. Inheriting the throne of the god of death, when the time comes, Lao Ye will return to the hundredth level and become a god again."

Tang Hao recalled the battle with Jels just now, the final blow "Trial by the Fallen Angel". Tang Hao could clearly feel that move, it should be the same level as the own big Sumeru hammer.

It only hindered the gap with soul power, so this was a disadvantage. If the last nine rings burst open, the result is still unknown.

Tang Hao sighed: "God? Grandpa has been searching for it for half his life, and he doesn't know if he has found it."

"If Grandpa was still there, how could Clear Sky Sect become like this now."

Tang Yuehua recalled the scene where the Martial Soul Palace forced the Haotianzong, if it weren't for the Martial Soul Palace had a strong man who was the same as his grandfather. The Clear Sky School would not drive Tang Hao out, and Sect would not hide it.

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