Chapter 433
God War
Over the years, he endured hardship and humiliation, finally seeing his grandson achieve a breakthrough and his son return.
At this moment, the entire Federation is on high alert.
Qian Gu Dongfang stared in astonishment as he looked up at the golden dragon swirling and roaring in the sky, and at Tang Hao beside it, who was holding a giant hammer and had a ferocious expression.
He didn't understand the anger.
"Call that guy out..." The golden dragon blotted out the sky. If viewed from above, its body seemed to envelop the entire Douluo Star. Surrounded by clouds and mist, it appeared even more enormous and terrifying.
Tang Wulin stood atop the golden dragon king's head, looking down indifferently at everyone.
He said in a low voice.
Shrek Academy was once destroyed, leaving only a few of them to escape this land in a sorry state. The Tang Clan was destroyed, leaving only remnants remaining in the Star Luo Empire. He must avenge this blood feud.
"Hand over the vacant land of Shrek Academy, hand over the Golden Ancient Tree, and I will spare your lives, except for the Spirit Pagoda."
Tang Wulin quietly looked around.
They were all familiar faces.
But it appears so ferocious and hateful.
Meanwhile, the mastermind was hiding in some dark corner, watching this scene furtively.
Long Yeyue, Grandmaster Zhuoshi, Cai Yue'er.
Can they be brought back to life?
All this blood and tears, the countless souls lost at Shrek Academy, needs to be washed away by war, and by the countless bastards who frantically suck blood from Shrek and Tang Sect in the Spirit Pagoda.
"I'm right here."
A figure slowly emerged between heaven and earth.
No one could detect his presence, and what was even more surprising was that he was indeed standing there, as if he had disappeared into the timeline and merged into the river of time.
"Tang Wulin, are you looking for me?" Su Wen's lips curled into a smile.
"Oh, right, and you too... Tang Hao."
"You've also advanced to godhood?!" Tang Wulin's expression suddenly hardened. For some reason, although the other party was clearly full of flaws and seemed like he could crush him with a single wave of his hand, he dared not make a move.
An extremely sharp killing intent spread throughout his body, as if a dozen terrifying beasts were watching his every move.
Just how strong is the opponent?
Why was it that when he was weak as a Soul Venerable, his opponent was already able to overpower and beat up a group of top experts, but when he advanced to the level of a god, his true strength was still unclear?
why!
"Don't be afraid, Wu Lin, your father is on his way!" Tang Hao said coldly from the side, "When your father arrives with the God Realm and his newly made friends, it will be his death day!"
"Fight me to the death!" Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin no longer hesitated and roared.
His aura gradually approached its peak.
A dazzling golden battle armor emerged, the Golden Dragon Moon Pavilion Universe Language, the only six-word battle armor in the world.
Just as Tang Wulin was shining brightly...
Su Wen, however, remained alone.
"Aren't you going to release your soul beasts?" Tang Wulin sneered. "If you don't go all out, you'll die!"
"Hmm... who should I send? In that case... you will do." Su Wen hesitated for a moment, his face conflicted, before beckoning to the side.
"Thank you, my lord."
A seductive voice rang out from beside me.
In the next instant, it was as if the entire starry sky had been torn apart, and a massive nine-colored dragon claw slowly emerged from the crack. The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand this terrifying power and collapsed one after another. When its entire body was revealed, the whole world fell silent.
Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene.
This is even more shocking than the Dragon God who once appeared on Douluo Star.
Anyone could guess that the dragon god that intimidated the abyss was fake, but this one... was like a real dragon god appearing in the world, exuding terrifying majesty of a creator god with every breath. "You are... no, impossible!" Tang Wulin's eyes were blank.
"Just an imposter, do you even understand how to play this game with me, the Golden Dragon King?" Jin Ling'er sneered. At this moment, she had completely reached the peak of her strength, the true Dragon God.
When a counterfeit version of the Golden Dragon King confronts Him, it is tantamount to inviting humiliation. Even if He Himself had just crawled out of the Forbidden Land of Gods, He Himself could easily crush Him Himself, let alone Him Himself, who has now recovered the bloodline of the Dragon God and reached the peak of His strength.
"Who are you! Why have I never seen you before?" Tang Wulin felt the pressure emanating from the depths of his bloodline, and even the Golden Dragon King's divine power within him was somewhat out of control, as if it was about to be sucked away by the other party.
He looked at the nine-colored dragon with some panic, his whole body trembling.
"How could you not have seen me before..." Jin Ling'er said with a smile.
"Your body is filled with power that comes from me... kid."
"You are the Golden Dragon King!!!"
"Hahahaha, die!"
The Golden Dragon King slammed down with its claw, as if the Great Dao itself had been obliterated, and even space and time could not withstand it, tearing open several chasms in the sky to reveal the dazzling starry sky and Milky Way.
Tang Wulin's Dao Heart shattered, and he stared blankly at this scene.
His soul was shattered by the dragon's claw that descended from the sky.
"Damn it!" Tang Hao's eyes widened in terror as he frantically fled backward.
But it was still crushed to ashes by the dragon god's claw.
"Aaaaaah!!! Su Wen, you will die a horrible death!" "When my son returns, it will be the time when your soul is scattered!" Tang Hao's voice still echoed.
"Tang San?"
Su Wen turned his gaze toward the Milky Way, where powerful auras were approaching.
A smile slowly crept onto his lips.
"You beast, you have already... your way to death!!!" The voice preceded the person's arrival.
Tang San's roar seemed to pierce through the Milky Way.
Then came a great circle of gods, like heavenly soldiers and generals, united by the seven divine realms. Many of the gods looked at Su Wen and the dragon god behind him with a shared hatred.
However, upon seeing the Dragon God, they still felt somewhat guilty.
"Tang San, this is a tough one. You didn't even say your opponent was the Dragon God." Ye Yinzhu's lips twitched.
“If there is only one Dragon God, then with the peak God Kings supported by our Great God Circle, it is still enough to fight against him, not to mention that we also have him,” said Mad God Lei Xiang in a muffled voice.
“Kill this guy. If we don’t kill him, the Great God Circle will have nowhere to go.”
A series of voices rang out.
"Everyone, please help me kill the enemy!" Tang San looked at the last embers of Tang Hao and Tang Wulin's souls, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.
At that moment, the king descended from the sky, his face contorted with rage and ferocity.
"Here!"
A powerful voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
"Help the Chairman kill the enemy!!"
"Let's surround and annihilate that Dragon God first!" Ye Yinzhu was surrounded by ancient melodies, and a bamboo zither materialized in his hand. He plucked the strings with his six fingers, and the music amplified his opponent while weakening his enemy.
The Mad God roared, and twelve silver wings unfurled behind him, covering his body with a layer of silver armor, causing his aura to surge dramatically.
Hailong and the other divine kings also displayed their divine power.
They attacked Su Wen. (End of Chapter)