Douluo, what? I became Tang San's father

Xiao Fei looked flustered, his desire to survive was almost overflowing. He had just started to enjoy life, and after finishing this order, he would go back to support a few people for fun.

As a result, if you let him die suddenly, he will definitely disagree in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Xiaofei. To prevent me from feeling too guilty, I'll let you be the second one and end your suffering sooner."

Tang San smiled bitterly. He really had no choice. If he wanted to blame anyone, he should blame the inherently evil Spirit Hall.

After saying that, Tang San could no longer hold back and instantly pulled Xiao Fei in front of him. However, when he started to act, he froze in place.

It’s bigger, thicker, and darker than his. What the hell is this!

Tang San's pupils widened, and he could not help but criticize Xiao Fei's pride, shouting loudly: "Xiao Fei, you are actually! You are actually!"

Looking at Xiao Fei's weapon, Tang San was completely defeated. He couldn't accept that Xiao Fei's weapon was more powerful than his own.

His eyes immediately turned red and he was breathing heavily. He thought Xiaofei had betrayed him, which made him deeply angry.

"Die, Xiaofei, you have already received your death!"

Tang San roared with all his might, thinking that he and Xiao Fei had done it so many times, and they had to fight with shit every time. He had long wanted to chop Xiao Fei's heart into pieces.

At this time, Xiao Fei also knew that Tang San would not let her go easily. She could not help but sneer a few times and shouted loudly: "Tang San, I have been so kind to you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. I, Xiao Fei, will never coexist with you!"

As if she had thought of something, Xiao Fei's eyes were filled with contempt. She snorted coldly and said, "Even if I use handcuffs, they are more effective than a loser like you."

"you you you!"

Tang San was so angry that his face turned red and veins popped out on his forehead. It was obvious that he was very angry.

"Okay, okay, since you like it so much, I will satisfy you."

Tang San grinned a few times, and instantly controlled the dark blue silver grass to attack Xiao Fei, but it only went in and not out. Tang San took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in.

In an instant, Xiaofei's screams echoed throughout the forest.

……

"Hahaha, how dare you call me trash?"

Looking at Xiao Fei who was sucked dry on the ground, Tang San laughed crazily and kicked Xiao Fei's body several meters away.

"Third brother, you are the god in my heart. Third brother, you must not kill me."

Feng Xiaotian's mentality had already exploded at this time. He just wanted Tang San to let him go back. He now only wanted to be a young master in the Shinfeng Academy.

"Since I am the god in your mind, shouldn't you sacrifice your life for my goal of becoming a god?"

Tang San looked at the flustered Feng Xiaotian and questioned him, then narrowed his eyes and said with murderous intent, "Or are you unwilling to sacrifice your humble life for the great God King?"

"No, no, no, it's just that I'm really useless. Third brother, please, let me go."

At this time, Feng Xiaotian didn't know that he was part of the Divine Test mission, and was still begging Tang San to spare his life.

"Let go of your head, you're next."

Tang San was a little annoyed by Feng Xiaotian's nagging, and immediately said impatiently, then he directly used the dark blue silver grass to clear the way and walked on the dry road.

"No! No!"

Feng Xiaotian broke down and cried, twisting his limbs constantly. He really didn't want to become a mummy, but it was all in vain.

Not long after, Feng Xiaotian's body began to wither, until he could no longer utter a single sound and slowly closed his eyes.

"Ah! Such a rich vitality."

Tang San sighed with enjoyment, feeling that he was one step closer to becoming a god. He immediately looked at the remaining three people.

At the moment of death, Ma Hongjun and Oscar seemed to have been possessed by another body. After twitching for a while, they suddenly looked at Tang San and shouted, "Third brother, it's us. Don't do anything. I am Ma Hongjun, the Phoenix God."

"And my third brother, I'm Oscar the God of Cookery."

After the voice fell, Tang San's movements suddenly stopped for a moment, and then he said with a ferocious face: "I don't care what kind of god you are. I want to become a god now, and you all die!"

Tang San no longer cared about brotherhood. Since he was his brother, he should be willing to sacrifice himself to become a god for him.

Chapter 241: Ning Feng is deserted by his friends and relatives

Late at night, Tang San lay exhausted on the ground, his heart on the verge of collapse. He was really going crazy. First he knew Xiao Fei's real gender, and then he killed his companions.

"It's all worth it. I am God, the Supreme God."

Finally, Tang San looked at the mummies scattered all over the ground and said in a very hoarse voice that it was not that he regretted it, but that the price he paid to become a god was too high.

Thinking about it, the content of the fourth test was all delivered, which rekindled the hope of Tang San who was originally distraught.

But when he saw the content of the fourth test, Tang San was struck by lightning, and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"This! How could it be this kind of mission!?"

Only the task for the fourth test was written.

"The fourth test of creation, I was born but I didn't raise him. I must severely punish him, teach Tang Xiao a lesson, and resurrect Tang Hao."

"Reward: 10% Genesis Affinity, plus 3000 years of all soul ring age."

Tang San stood there in a daze for a long time before he gradually came to his senses. His eyes were full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that this was something a human could do!

But thinking of the humiliation he had suffered over the years and his future prospects, Tang San gritted his teeth and agreed.

……

At this time, wars broke out all over the continent. Wherever the Spirit Hall's Soul Master Corps went, the million-strong army was like chickens and dogs.

After all, the six great priests paved the way, and as soon as they took action, the opposing army was the first to lose their composure, and was defeated by the demigod-level Golden Crocodile Douluo.

In front of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"Oh, what shall I do?"

Ning Fengzhi paced back and forth in the hall with an anxious look on his face, having long lost his original high spirits. Outside, the Spirit Hall had an army of tens of thousands of soul masters, with Guangling Douluo in charge.

Their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had long been surrounded and had no power to resist at all.

"We have no way out now, so why not negotiate peace?"

One of the elders advised that the current situation was very clear. If the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect insisted on going to war, they would only face death.

"No! We, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, will never negotiate peace."

When Ning Fengzhi heard that someone wanted to surrender, he was the first one who was unwilling to do so. After all, the Spirit Hall regarded him as a thorn in their side. If he surrendered, he would be the first to die.

But the situation was critical at the moment, and Ning Fengzhi suddenly remembered Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo whom he had ignored.

As if grasping his lifeblood, he immediately asked the people around him: "Where is Bone Douluo? Is Uncle Jian still in the sect?"

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's question, the elders around him sighed at first, looked at each other, and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Just when everyone was considering whether to tell Ning Fengzhi the truth, Ning Fengzhi shouted impatiently: "Go ahead, tell me. There's nothing you can't say."

It's already this late, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is almost gone, and everyone is still hesitating. What a bunch of rubbish.

"Because you, Sect Master, took away all the healing spirit masters in the sect, Bone Douluo's injuries have not healed yet. He is now recuperating in Heaven Dou City. Sword Douluo, worried about Bone Douluo's safety, also went to Heaven Dou City. In other words, there is no Titled Douluo in the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect now."

The elder's words were like a needle that pierced Ning Fengzhi's heart, causing the already anxious Ning Fengzhi to fall into deep despair.

"How could this be! Sword Bone Douluo usually stays in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, why have they all gone to Heaven Dou City these past few days?"

Ning Fengzhi said with a grim expression, obviously unwilling to believe the reality before him.

"Hey, don't say that, Sect Master. Bone Douluo's injuries involve internal injuries. At that time, you took all the healing spirit masters away. Our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has no healing spirit masters to help with the treatment, and Bone Douluo's injuries cannot be delayed."

The elder looked at Ning Fengzhi in front of him with a slightly blaming tone. After all, this situation was caused by you, the brainless sect leader.

"Then what should we do?"

Ning Fengzhi slumped down on the spot, tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn't believe it. How could the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, which seemed so prosperous yesterday, become a trapped turtle and a prodigal dog today?

"My dream of becoming a powerful clan, my ambition to dominate the world!"

Ning Fengzhi slumped down on the ground, shouting that his great cause was not yet complete and he still wanted to become a god. However, in the end, he lost everything.

Just as Ning Fengzhi was crying bitterly, two figures suddenly appeared in the sect hall.

"Hey, isn't this Ning Fengzhi? I haven't seen him for a few days. How come he looks so miserable?"

The familiar voice fell into Ning Fengzhi's ears, and instantly made Ning Fengzhi alert. He turned his head and saw that it was Ning Rongrong who had disappeared and returned.

"You! You are Ning Rongrong! Are you back?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong who suddenly appeared, his eyes full of confusion, but more of anger. Ning Rongrong, you actually came back by yourself and hid yourself. If you had formed an alliance with the Tiandou Empire, perhaps your situation today would be different.

"Don't call me Ning Rongrong. I prefer my new name, Qian Ronger."

Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi in front of her and said with disgust, not trying to hide the contempt in her eyes, who would care about this stupid biological father.

"Qian Rong'er, you are Qian Rong'er from the Tiandou Royal Team."

Ning Fengzhi shouted indignantly. It turned out that he had been looking for Ning Rongrong for so long, and now she was right in front of him.

"Rebellious son, you have forgotten your ancestors and betrayed your clan."

Ning Fengzhi was so angry that he shouted loudly, but was only greeted with a sneer from Ning Rongrong.

"When you messed up the sect all these years, why didn't you say you'd forgotten your ancestors and betrayed your lineage? This era is no longer suitable for an old man like you."

Ning Rongrong said, turning her head to look at the elders around her, and said, "I, Ning Rongrong, am not someone who forgets the past. You are all my elders. So, I will give you a choice: join the Spirit Hall, or die. You choose one."

As Ning Rongrong's voice fell, the elders around her looked at each other, as if they were thinking about something, and it seemed that they were already moved.

After all, they are all members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. As long as they are not dead, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will still exist. As for Ning Fengzhi, how could the sect be without a sect leader?

Besides, Ning Rongrong in front of us is quite suitable to be the next sect leader.

"I'll only give you one stick of incense. If there's no result, I'll have to ask the elders to die."

As Ning Rongrong's voice fell, the surrounding elders exchanged glances. The leading elder spoke, "We are willing to submit to the Spirit Hall and serve it as our master for generations to come."

"But I have an unwelcome request. That is to ask Ning Rongrong to serve as the new leader of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

After the Great Elder finished speaking, the first person to refuse was Ning Fengzhi.

"You can't do this. I'm the sect leader. You don't have the authority to make decisions for me!"

Chapter 242 Tang San Meets Ning Fengzhi