Tang Chen, I advise you to be kind.

I feel good about abuse of my wife, and I chased my wife and crematorium.

Su Mutian stood at the gate of the Sea God Temple and could witness the three extreme Douluo battles that were kicking off at the beginning.

I am a master of Douluo Time Travel, right?

"Oh, what a strong aura~"

Su Mutian covered his face with his hands to block the strong wind that was hammered from the chaotic cloak.

Qian Daoliu was dumbfounded: "Tang... Tang Chen's hammering technique has reached such a state!"

The two of them had a conversation before, and Tang Chen obviously had some reservations!

Qian Daoliu was shocked.

After all, he is still the most handsome guy in the Martial Spirit Hall.

But now, both Tang Chen and Posesi are better than him.

It seems normal. Angel God is good in the first-level god, but the Sea God is still a god that can coexist with the law enforcement god. Compared with it, it is actually a bit bloody.

As for Tang Chen, if it were not for the inheritance conditions of Shura God restricting him and the Rakshasa God interfering, Tang Chen should have been able to inherit Shura God steadily.

It’s just a matter of blame. Under the halo of Tang San’s protagonist, Tang Chen, the ancestor, became an old tool man.

One word, miserable!

"Damn it, it's over?"

Suddenly, Su Mutian also realized a problem.

One of the conditions for inheritance of the Shura God is extremely bloody. After walking through the road to hell, he won the favor of the Shura God, and he had to torture himself for decades.

Tang San was able to easily complete the road that Tang Chen had not completed in 30 years because Tang Chen helped him pave the road, and he himself enjoyed his life.

And my half body.

Although he is a useless demigod.

But it is indeed an existence that is even scarce than Extreme Douluo.

However, Tang Chen would not kill for himself and act as an introduction!

I don't have the halo of the protagonist!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The position of Shura God!

The most reputable god in Douluo Continent!

I actually missed it like this!

The sea god doesn't like to pay attention to himself!

The God of Emotion is now in the hands of Rong Nianbing, the old man who criticized Rong Nianbing, and there will be a Hakka named Huo Yuhao to inherit it in the future!

Then what god can inherit me?

Su Mutian asked himself with his head tilted.

There is a yarn.

Douluo is that big.

There are only a few awesome gods.

None of them can be assigned to themselves.

"I'm so sad, isn't this?"

As a young god from the Sea God Island, there are many martial souls, but what's the use?

In Douluo world, the position of gods is everything!

Do I need to create a throne by myself?

No, it is said that creating a divine position is thousands of times more difficult than inheriting a divine position.

By the way, it is nothing good to open the gate of the divine realm and go to the divine realm.

Otherwise, why would Rong Nianbing rush to hand over the throne to Huo Yuhao?

After Tang San entered the divine realm, he became like a different person.

Summary: The God Realm is a work unit that is highly intensified and does not regard God as a human being.

"Forget it."

Su Mutian shook his head. Instead of standing at the forefront of the wind, he would rather live behind the scenes and not take the risk of his life.

Wow—!

Above the Sea God Island Square.

Tang Chen rolled out a stream of light on the ground and then hit the stone pillar.

"The power of God..."

Tang Chen looked at Posesi, who was like a god coming, and then coughed up a mouthful of old blood.

Posesi was equally afraid.

The powerful attack hidden in his body of this handsome young man in front of him was something she had never seen before.

The hammer that waving the sky actually made me feel scared.

If you weren't on the Sea God Island, you would have borrowed the power of the Sea God.

The result of the last hit was that the two of them should have to switch positions.

She is the one who vomited blood in a mess.

"Is this kind of existence already appearing on land?"

Just like the seven guardian Douluo.

Posesi had a blind guess about the land in his heart.

Posesi landed with a stick, his expression neither sad nor happy.

The seven guardian Douluo surrounded him and shouted in awe and concern: "High Priest, are you okay?"

Posesi shook his head: "I'm fine."

Immediately he looked down on Qiandaoyue and said, "Who are you?"

"High priests, they are those who drift from land and hope to accept the Nine Tests of the Sea God." Haima Douluo answered first.

Posesi frowned: "Then why did you fight?"

Who knows.

Tang Chen, a young man, got up from the ground and said, "Of course we need to verify the weight of the guardian of the sea god."

Qian Daoliu kept stroking his forehead and quit his voice.

He was speechless.

Brother, you're too direct.

Offend people.

Sure enough, Tang Chen said this one.

Not only did the seven guardian Douluo turn dark, but Posesi's expression also dimmed.

Moreover, Tang Chen added fuel to the fire and said, "Okay, I agree with the strength of the Sea God. I am willing to accept the Nine Test of the Sea God."

Bang~

Posesi's scepter overturned, a blue light hit Tang Chen's body, and a crimson mark immediately appeared on his face.

"Apride!"

Really arrogant!

Isn’t Tang Chen’s meaning? If no one in the Sea God Island can beat him, it means that the value of this god position is too low and cannot reach his eyes at all.

God has always chosen man, but no one has ever chosen God's right.

Tang Chen's statement is an insult to all gods!

The sea girl Douluo pouted and said angrily: "You're so arrogant, Lord Sea God is a great existence!

Not to mention the power of the high priest, the young god can kill you with just one finger!"

"Sir Young God?"

Thousands of flowing forward are unknown.

"Sir Young God, the most powerful existence in our Sea God Island besides the Sea God Island!" Haixing Douluo said with a pout.
To be continued...