ebonymovies Chapter 525 Little Third, Have Your Pectoral Muscles Gone Bigger?
Chapter 525 Little Third, Have Your Pectoral Muscles Gone Bigger?
Chapter 525 Mistress, Have Your Pectoral Muscles Gone Bigger?
Goodbye, my father, and my past.
Tang Hao only heard these words before the purplish-black hammer suddenly swung up, revealing Tang San's bloodshot eyes and slightly purplish skin.
His pupils shrank instinctively, and a surge of strength suddenly rushed through his body. He flipped over abruptly, and Tang San's purplish-black Clear Sky Hammer smashed into empty air.
"Are you crazy?! You mistress! I'm your father!"
"I'm not crazy, Father. You shouldn't have run away. For my bright future, you should make sacrifices."
"You mistress, wake up!"
"I am fully conscious, Father." Tang San smiled, but the smile stretched all the way to his ears, which was quite eerie.
"No, no, no, no, Xiao San, you're not like this—" Tang Hao wanted to say something more, but Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer fell again.
Although Tang Hao was already at his limit, Tang San did not use his soul power at this time, but relied purely on his physical strength.
Realizing this, Tang Hao's eyes also began to redden. After using the Soul Ring Explosion technique, his Soul Rings could no longer be displayed, but the Killing God Domain could still be released.
Upon seeing Tang Hao unleash his Killing God Domain, Tang San also unleashed his Rakshasa Domain to counter Tang Hao.
"How is this possible?!" Tang Hao's eyes widened. Tang San hadn't even passed through the Hell Road yet, how could he have the Killing God Domain?
No, this is not the domain of the God of Slaughter.
However, although Tang San used the Rakshasa Domain to counter Tang Hao's God of Slaughter Domain, Tang San had only recently acquired the Rakshasa Domain, while Tang Hao's God of Slaughter Domain had been around for several years, so the two were not entirely equivalent.
Just after Tang San's second hammer fell, his body suddenly convulsed for a moment, his eyes bulged out, and the contours of his cheekbones were clearly visible.
"Dad, run!" Tang San shouted in a slightly hoarse voice.
Tang Hao's eyes widened again. Could it be that his mistress was possessed by some strange entity?
This explains the strange behavior they had exhibited before.
But what exactly possessed his son? He was still counting on Tang San to cultivate into a level 99 Twin Martial Soul Peerless Douluo in the future, to completely destroy the Spirit Hall and avenge Ah Yin and the Clear Sky Sect!
It was at this moment that Tang Hao suddenly remembered what had just happened, and his face turned pale.
It seems that he personally killed several elders of the Haotian Sect?
Moreover, not only were they killed, but they weren't even all of them killed; one elder managed to escape!
Under these circumstances, it's obvious how the Clear Sky Sect would treat him and his son Tang San.
He was still hoping that Tang San could leave the City of Slaughter, return to the Clear Sky Sect, and even inherit his elder brother Tang Xiao's position as sect leader in the future!
One of them is struggling with a strange internal conflict, while the other is inexplicably lost in memories.
It wasn't until much later that Tang Hao realized this wasn't the time for him to reminisce.
What's done can't be changed, so he can only wait to explain to his older brother later. Right now, the most important thing is to wake Tang San up.
After all, Tang San is in trouble now no matter how you look at it.
If something happens to Tang San, not only will he be unable to explain to Ah Yin, but he will also be unable to rely on Tang San for revenge.
When Tang Hao thought of Ah Yin, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he returned to the cave and the small pit where Ah Yin had been planted was now empty.
In a daze, he seemed to see Ah Yin calling his name in front of him.
Tang Hao shook his head violently, only then realizing that the person in front of him was Tang San. At this moment, his blue hair had turned purplish-black, and his face was no longer as strange as before. His eyes were still purplish-black, and the purple color on his skin had faded.
But Tang Hao always felt that Tang San seemed to have changed in some way.
Seeing Tang San's somewhat dazed expression, Tang Hao tentatively called out, "Little San?"
After being called several times, Tang San finally came to his senses.
"Dad, what are you doing here?"
"You've finally come to your senses, mistress!" Tang Hao exclaimed excitedly.
"Don't panic, Dad, what happened?"
Tang Hao calmed down, but felt uncomfortable all over his body. After the life-or-death crisis, it was as if all kinds of illnesses had found him.
Tang San slapped his forehead and searched through his storage soul tool, Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon, only to find that it contained nothing but his hidden weapons and various metals, nothing of any use to Tang Hao at this moment.
Tang San bent down and picked up Tang Hao. "Dad, don't worry, I'll take you through the Hell Road right away!"
As soon as Tang San approached, Tang Hao smelled a very alluring scent.
It's somewhat like rouge and powder, but a bit heavier.
"What do you smell like, mistress?" Tang Hao asked.
"?" Tang San was stunned for a moment, then carefully sniffed his own body, but did not smell anything unusual.
"No, you must have smelled it wrong, Dad."
"Definitely!" Tang Hao said with absolute certainty.
Then, he looked at Tang San, "Little San—have you noticed that your body seems to be changing?"
"My body?" Tang San asked, somewhat puzzled, as he examined himself. "No, there isn't anything there."
"Your pectoral muscles—are they bigger than before?"
Tang San looked down and realized that he had indeed grown a bit, but given his years of blacksmithing and cultivation of the Xuan Tian Gong, it didn't seem wrong for his physique to be a little stronger.
"It should be fine," Tang San said.
To their surprise, there was no danger at all on the road to hell, and they easily made their way forward.
Tang San frowned when he arrived at a section that seemed to have been interrupted by an external force.
"This place—it doesn't look like it was caused a long time ago."
Tang Hao said, "Logically speaking, every killing god encounters different situations on the Hell Road. Little San, you've had it too easy up to here, it's like—"
"It's like someone is helping me?" Tang San replied.
"Xiao San, does your voice sound a little different?" Tang Hao suddenly noticed the change in Tang San's voice.
"Hmm?" Tang San muttered to himself in confusion.
"No? It's always been this voice."
"Really? Then maybe my memory is playing tricks on me." Tang Hao fell silent again, thinking about what he had done when he was controlled by the killing intent.
Returning to the broken path, Tang San immediately released his Blue Silver Grass, using it to pull himself and Tang Hao across.
After walking to the end of the Hell Road, where there was no more road, Tang San looked around at the sea of blood and magma, then extended eight spider spears from his back and used Blue Silver Grass to bind Tang Hao to his front.
Although it was difficult to walk here, it was no problem for him, who had eight spider spears and could detour around the rock walls.
"That's right, it's that white light." Tang Hao said, looking at the white light, "As long as you step over that white light, you will obtain the God of Slaughter Domain!"
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