Tang Hao took a step forward with his left foot and stepped heavily on the ground. Recommended: The new work of Master Xiao Qian: "Six Traces: Ten Thousand Sects Chaotian Lu" mobile reading http://m.mei-/0_1/In a loud bang, with his left foot as the center, cracks appeared on the entire ground.

The blacksmith shop was directly exploded by the overwhelming soul power around Tang Hao, and the entire Holy Soul Village was shaken violently, making the villagers think that an earthquake was coming.

Tang Hao's right arm holding the Haotian Hammer instantly stretched behind his back, and his muscles were completely tense in an instant. The strong black light completely integrated his man with the hammer.

The trouser legs on his left calf burst instantly, revealing his leg muscles that were stronger than granite, smashing the huge Haotian hammer that could even cover his body at Wang Dali.

There was no sound around, because all the air was drained by this hammer. This hammer was a complete combination of Tang Hao's energy and spirit. Even his own aura that had been lurking for a long time was still able to be powerful all over the world.

But Wang Dali raised his right hand lightly, and silently pressed the Haotian Hammer that could even crush the earth. Tang Hao's face showed an incredible look. He wanted to attack Wang Dali again with the big Sumeru Hammer, but found that the Haotian Hammer with the same center of his hand seemed to be stuck in Wang Dali's hand and could not even be pulled out.

"Young people should not be so angry, your son is fine."

Wang Dali waved his empty left hand, and a gust of breeze slowly recalled the surrounding air and awakened Tang San.

Tang San's eyelids first twitched slightly, and then slowly opened. He seemed to be a little confused when he woke up just now, and looked at Tang Hao, who was holding the Haotian Hammer and stalemate with Wang Dali.

"dad?"

"Missary!"

Seeing his son wake up, Tang Hao immediately took back the Haotian Hammer, turned around and hugged Tang San in his arms, and used his soul power to find out if he was injured.

The result made him feel really relieved.

"Missary! It's good if you're fine, it's good if you're fine..."

At this moment, the shock of the Holy Soul Village also stopped. The panicked villagers came outside the house one by one, and many tiled houses and thatched huts were shaken down, and many villagers were trapped.

Wang Dali saw all these, his mind moved slightly, and brought a cloud and rain from the sky, and shot a little golden light into the clouds with his fingers.

In the white clouds, golden rain fell. The rain fell when the villagers were injured by the ruins immediately seeped into the place where the villagers were injured, helping to heal, and even resurrected some villagers who had just died unfortunately, making the villagers think that it was the help of the gods and kneel down to thank the gods.

This healing rain is enough to ensure that these ordinary villagers have good health for twenty years.

Seeing Wang Dali calling out the wind and rain, saving lives and helping the wounded, Tang San was shocked. At the same time, he smiled bitterly in his heart - if such a strong man wants to do to himself and his father, there is no way for them to have any solutions.

"This is not a place to talk, please come with me."

Wang Dali looked at the collapsed blacksmith shop and walked out of the village. Tang Hao was silent for a few breaths, hugging Tang San and following him.

At this moment, Tang San's heart was full of troubles. What was the sledgehammer in his father's hand just now? Why did it suddenly disappear? It looked at his father's aura that was obviously a super strong man, but why did they live in such an ordinary small village?

Also, who is this stranger? Why do you know his origin? What happened when he was in a coma just now?

At the same time, Tang Hao was also worried. Not only because of Wang Dali, but also found that his son's arm was actually carrying an exquisite mechanical sleeve arrow, and the arrow was even poisoned.

Where I don’t know, someone is teaching him the secret weapon technique of the mistress?

This made Tang Hao feel a little ashamed. It seems that he has not cared enough about his son over the years. He has been together day and night, but he has not even discovered such an important thing.

When he arrived at a forest outside the village, Tang Hao let down Tang San. After so many years of decadence, his current strength is not enough to leave safely with his son.

"I was in a bad mood before. I'm sorry for ruining your home. As compensation, Tang San, I'll give this to you."

Wang Dali took out three black nails, covered with black and red marks, and a vague sense of murderous aura and evil spirits surrounded him. Even Tang Hao felt a creepy feeling when he saw it.

"Is this a soul-dead nail?"

But as a genius disciple of the Tang Sect who was rare in a century, Tang San could see what this was at a glance.

"This is not an ordinary soul-destroying nail, it is extracted from the corpse of the gods."

Wang Dali waved his hand, and the three soul-destroying nails turned into a black and red light and shot into Tang San's hands. Tang Hao was shocked and called out the Haotian Hammer again, but Tang San pulled the corner of his clothes.

Three faint black marks appeared in his right hand, and it was like these three soul-destroying nails when they looked closely. Tang San thought of them and called them out, feeling that as long as he set a target in his mind, the soul-destroying nail could immediately attack the other party.

Then, Wang Dali introduced.

"These three soul-destroying nails are extremely fast, and they will win if they come out; and even if they are in the 99th-level titled Douluo, they will die, and weaker gods will be seriously injured."

"What is even more commendable is that they can be reused, but as the number of uses increases, the power will become weaker. But it is still okay to penetrate the bodies of ordinary gods by just relying on its own material."

These three soul-losing nails were found by Wang Dali from the corpse of the great holy body on Shengya, and refined the corpse energy and evil energy in the entire corpse. It is a huge killing weapon.

Tang Hao agreed with Wang Dali's statement, because he did feel a fatal threat from these three soul-destroying nails, but this made him even more unbelievable.

Because the person holding it is Tang San. In other words, as long as he holds this so-called soul-destroying nail, can a six-year-old child actually kill the titled Douluo?

So, is Wang Dali in front of him actually a god?

Thinking of this, Tang Hao realized in his heart that apart from the gods, even the titled Douluo, who specializes in healing, could not bring back a group of dead people so easily, right?

If it is a god, then there is nothing to say about being able to control him with one move.

Then, Wang Dali took out another crystal clear and warm-touch jade piece, passed it through it with a red thread, and hung it on Tang San's neck.

"This is a treasure. I will bind it to your soul, and you can contact me through it. This jade piece also has defensive power. As long as it is activated, no one below the God King can hurt you."

In Tang Hao's eyes, Wang Dali paused for a moment and tore open the space with his bare hands. In fact, he was also sending the message into the secret, which reached Tang San's ears.

"Tang San of Tang Sect, I am from the same world as you, you don't need to worry. You are in this life of killing your mother, and you can easily avenge your treasures I have given you."

"The green mountains remain unchanged, and the green water flows forever, and we will have a date later."

After saying that, he stepped into the dark crack and disappeared into the world.
Chapter completed!