Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu. Xiao Qi is doing well in the lower world and has experienced many interesting things. He will be back soon. Don't worry too much."

Tang San's expression froze for a moment, then he comforted her with a smile.

"That's good. I used to think she was quite noisy when she was around. Now that she's been gone for a while, I miss her quite a bit."

When Xiao Wu heard this, the longing in her eyes turned into anticipation, and she murmured.

"Okay Xiao Wu, you go out first, I'll treat your injuries first."

Tang San patted Xiao Wu's hands and sent her out of the room.

"We must not allow Jiang Jue, the son of destiny, to continue to grow."

Tang San felt the injuries in his body, narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered in his heart.

Now he and Jiang Jue are in a situation of life and death. As the planner of the ten thousand year plan, he knows better how terrifying the Son of Luck, who was formed by the luck accumulated over ten thousand years in the Douluo plane, is.

Even if the gods do not descend to guide him, he will definitely become a god and ascend to the gods' realm after growing up.

Jiang Jue now holds the position of Rakshasa God and the divine seed of the God of Emotions. Although his future achievements will be lower than that of the God King, if Jiang Jue can be eliminated in the lower realm, he must not be allowed to ascend to the divine realm.

After all, he has not yet become the Lord of Gods, the King of Gods, and there is still his opponent, the God of Destruction, in the Divine Council.

And according to his judgment, Bibi Dong's spiritual consciousness was burning, and even if she didn't die, she would definitely not be able to recover within a thousand years. Jiang Jue forcefully raised his own strength through the power of faith. Although he had divine power for a short time, his body would definitely be burned to ashes by the powerful divine power.

Even if he is alive now, he is just barely surviving. As long as he can seize the divine seed of the God of Emotions and the position of Rakshasa in Jiang Jue's body, he will not lose everything!
"It seems like it's time to let those two... the two brothers go over there, and we also need to notify our mother."

Tang San's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his spiritual sense moved immediately.

……

Rain and fog are lingering on the mountains.

In a huge gray castle built on the top of a mountain, in a spacious hall, two rugged and tall figures were clinking glasses and drinking fine wine.

Sitting at the first seat in the hall was a middle-aged man with long green hair draped over his broad and majestic shoulders. There was a constant green light flowing in his eyes. When he opened and closed his eyes, a green dragon swayed across his eyes, and a strong aura faintly emanated from his whole body.

Below him was a short-haired burly man, with a thick and broad body that was even stronger than the middle-aged man. His eyes shone with a brown-gold light, and he was intimidating without even getting angry. An unshakable and violent aura burst out from him.

These two people are none other than Da Ming and Er Ming in the lower world.

"Crack! Big brother! Keep drinking!"

Er Ming picked up the large wine glass in front of him and took a big gulp.

"drink!"

Daming said nothing, just held up the wine glass.

Suddenly, the two men seemed to feel something, their sturdy bodies shook at the same time, and then shock appeared in their eyes. They looked at each other and stood up suddenly.

"Kill Jiang Jue, the son of destiny, and bring back the divine seed and the divine throne."

A divine voice sounded in the minds of the two.

"Brother, what do you think about this matter?"

After a moment, Erming scratched his head, looked at Daming and asked.

"It seems that there is a change in that person's long-term plan. This kid named Jiang Jue is quite capable. He can actually make that person so angry and frustrated."

Daming sat down slowly, picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, a gleam in his eyes, and he said lightly.

"Then what are we going to do?"

"According to what he said, the son of destiny named Jiang Jue is already at the end of his strength. The two of us going there will only be a formality and we can capture him easily."

Daming narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head.

“Hehe, maybe after this matter is over, we can return to the God Realm and see Sister Xiaowu again.”

Hearing this, Erming put down his wine glass, rubbed his hands, and looked at Daming excitedly. "Erming, I think you should find a woman. Don't look at me like that."

Daming glanced at Erming and said with some disgust.

But when he looked out the window, there was some melancholy in his eyes.

In the end, it was the two brothers who were defeated...

……

The deep seabed.

"Sea God, you killed my husband back then, I will definitely avenge you!"

A gigantic whale covered in purple crystals and dark purple magic patterns looked at a broken statue in front of it, its eyes filled with hatred and it roared with great resentment.

The body of this whale is several thousand meters long, and on its head there is a horn similar to a dragon's horn. The horn is majestic, and black air flows all over its body, exuding an extremely violent aura.

It was none other than a gigantic deep-sea demon whale.

"Mom, what kind of animal is this?"

Beside her, a deep-sea demon whale, much smaller than her, pointed at the shattered statue of Tang San and asked, and judging from the aura emanating from its body, it had not yet reached the 100,000-year level, and there was some childishness in its tone.

"This is trash, no, he is nothing, he is our enemy!"

After hearing what the little deep-sea demon whale said, the originally blood-red eyes of the deep-sea demon whale regained some clarity. He looked at his daughter beside him and gave careful instructions.

"Oh."

The little deep-sea demon whale nodded in confusion.

But in her heart, she whispered with some worry, "Mom has lost some of her sanity today. I'm so worried."

The deep-sea demon whale looked at the shattered statue, and a stream of violent purple-black soul power burst out, instantly smashing the shattered statue into powder.

She had long been aware of the mermaid clan's big moves over the past year. After her judgment, it was now clear that the mermaid clan was standing against the Sea God Tang San.

Today, the mermaid clan made another big move. By controlling a ten thousand year old sea soul beast, she learned of the mermaid clan's plan, which was to stimulate her resentment towards the statue of Poseidon.

If we compare resentment, who can compare to her resentment that has lasted for ten thousand years?
As long as it's against Tang San, no matter who it is, she will help!
……

Qiankun asks outside the Valley of Love.

In a secret space, a blond young man stood in the void, looking at everything that had settled down in Qiankunwenqing, and the young man smiled.

"As expected of my chosen successor, you are indeed capable and courageous."

"Not only did he destroy Tang San's divine consciousness, but he also used it to experience the enlightenment of the divine realm. Without destruction, there is no creation... Tsk, what courage."

The young man sighed, as if he remembered his past self, and it was none other than Rong Nianbing who had come here at some point in time.

"But this is also good. As a master, I don't have to feel too much pressure and can go back to cooking. When you ascend to the divine realm, I will definitely cook a delicious meal for you."

Rong Nianbing looked at Jiang Jue, whose vitality was about to run out, laughed out loud, and immediately prepared to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, a faint voice sounded behind him.

"God of Emotions, you seem very pleased with yourself."

Feeling the figure in luxurious purple robes and scarlet eyes behind him, the smile on Rong Nianbing's face gradually solidified. He turned his head mechanically and forced out a smile.

"What a coincidence, God of Destruction. I didn't expect to run into you here."

"You came here for a stroll, too. So did I. Isn't that a coincidence? Hahaha...ha...ha..."

Looking at the silent God of Destruction, Rong Nianbing's laughter gradually became awkward.

(End of this chapter)