Douluo: Peerless Blood Hunter Huo Yuhao

Spirit world.

Looking around is the endless sea of ​​clouds, with the azure sky above, and the golden light falling down to smear the sea of ​​clouds. When the wind blows, the towering peaks will reveal the tip of the iceberg in the sea of ​​clouds.

Faintly, the solemn palace is looming, which is a creation of the gods.

The sea of ​​clouds, sky, palaces, and mountain peaks combine to make this place feel like a fairyland.

A figure stood between the sea of ​​clouds, sometimes looking into the distance, sometimes focusing on his right hand, although it was empty.

The breeze blows, the waterfall-like aqua blue hair floats, and the pair of deep eyes are like the endless sea, which seems to be sucked into the mind of anyone who looks at it.

He is Tang San, the most powerful god in Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, the founder of the Tang Sect, and now the law enforcer of the God Realm. He possesses the two great positions of Shura God and Poseidon, and is one of the five supreme gods in the God Realm today. one.

But at this moment, he was frowning and whispering: "Strange, really strange. The luck of Douluo Continent is flowing again. I thought that a new star would be born again, but why did the luck dissipate? Return to the plane , to harmonize all living beings. Although some of it is still left in him, it is only at the level of a normal genius."

As a god, especially one of the supreme gods, his vision is naturally different. His gaze has already penetrated the sea of ​​clouds, passed through the cold and dead starry sky, and landed on a blue planet.

Gods can observe the flow of luck on the plane to a certain extent.

More than four thousand years ago, the continental plates collided, and the Sun-Moon Continent and the Douluo Continent went to war. The Sun-Moon side gained a huge advantage in the early stages of the war with the advantage of soul guides, and the Douluo side suffered heavy losses. The soul guide weapon surpassed the Tang Sect's hidden weapons in terms of power and attack range, and the Tang Sect's decline began.

As the founder of the Tang Sect in this world, he was naturally unwilling to give in. It was a pity that people in the God Realm were not allowed to go down to the realm at will. He was not the only supreme god here, and one of the veteran supreme gods was vaguely on the opposite side of him.

"It's a pity, it turned out to be just an illusion." He sighed, seeming to regret it.

Not long ago, he observed the flow of Douluo's luck, and it seemed that a new star had emerged in this plane. Luck gathered, and the brilliance blossomed, even more brilliant than some of the meteor-like geniuses in the past ten thousand years, and this new star seemed to be inextricably linked to the Tang Sect.

But now, luck seems to have gathered and dispersed, and the connection with fate has been severed.

Everything seemed like a dream.

He tried to explore, but no matter how he explored, everything was normal. It seemed that it was just a normal change in the luck of the plane.

"Perhaps, it was just an accidental gathering of luck that created the illusion of the birth of the lucky person."

After Tang San entered the God Realm, he read many books on the God Realm and learned a lot about luck. In every plane, there will be a time when luck gathers, but not always the person who is lucky will be born. It is just a normal extraordinary phenomenon.

Then, he whispered: "Perhaps, the person who was lucky was unable to carry his luck, so his luck collapsed and returned to heaven and earth."

The capacity of a container has a limit. Once the capacity is exceeded, it cannot be accommodated again. Maybe some people can be loved by fate, but they are not enough to accept this gift. They can only let it be like the sand picked up by the seaside. Run away from your fingers.

Not everyone is qualified to receive the gift of fate.

Maybe he could go down and have a look? After all, if you are too far away, there will always be errors.

However, he shook his head as soon as he came up with this idea, and a figure shrouded in a purple cloak vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

"Destruction... forget it, gods cannot descend to the realm under normal circumstances. Besides..." He looked at his right hand again, but it was still empty, with only the wind passing through his fingers, bringing coolness.

"Third brother, why are you still here?" A pink figure stepped out from this illusory world and naturally held Tang San's arm.

The woman was wearing a pink dress, her long scorpion braids hanging gently, her hair gently rubbing against her fair and smooth skin. This is Xiao Wu, Tang San's wife, one of the first Shrek Seven Monsters, and the only three soul beasts to become gods in hundreds of thousands of years.

Xiao Wu leaned against Tang San affectionately and said, "You haven't been home for a few days. Are you so busy at work?"

Tang San said with some helplessness: "The God Realm governs hundreds of lower planes, and one day in the God Realm and one year in the underground world are not easy to deal with even if you have divine consciousness."

"Aren't there Lieyan, Ji Dong and the others?" Xiao Wu frowned and pouted, "You're not the only one on the God Realm Committee. There are so many things that you can't handle alone. Life, destruction, and... Don’t those main gods who have emotions also have this right and obligation?”

Hearing this, Tang San gently rubbed his eyebrows. It seemed that this period of time was indeed very hard. He smiled and said, "That's right. I'll talk to them later."

"By the way, how is Xiao Qi?" A tender look appeared in Xiao Wu's eyes, after all, her daughter was involved.

Tang San patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll leave it to Da Ming and Er Ming. Besides, I also added a restriction to protect Xiao Qi, so she won't be in danger on Douluo Continent. "

"That's good. At the same time, we have time for the two of us." Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue.

Tang San lightly flicked Xiao Wu's forehead, "You know how to play."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu glared at Tang San, pretending to be sullen, but then changed the topic, "Third brother, didn't you say before that a new star related to the Tang Sect emerged in Douluo Continent? ? How is he now?"

Tang San shook his head when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "I made a mistake in my observation before, and the luck did not converge on a certain person. Instead, it dispersed again. A few Extreme Douluo may be born, but there will not be a genius who dominates the world." .”

"Is that so? I thought someone could take over your shift." Xiao Wu was slightly disappointed.

The two chatted for a while, and Xiao Wu was ready to leave.

"Third brother, then I will go find Feng Nu and the others first."

"okay, wait a minute."

"what happened?"

Xiao Wu, who was almost engulfed by the clouds, turned her head and looked at Tang San doubtfully, wondering what Tang San was up to.

Tang San stretched out his right hand, "Have you seen what I have in my hand?"

"Something? Where is there anything? Third brother, don't you have nothing in your hands?" Xiao Wu's eyes widened, and he even used his spiritual sense to explore, but saw nothing.

A pair of big eyes looked at Tang San, puzzled.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled."

"I told you to stop working so hard. The other members of the God Realm Committee and the lower-level main gods are also very capable of working." Xiao Wu sighed helplessly, while Tang San just smiled.

After Xiao Wu left, Tang San continued to look at his right hand, which clearly contained nothing, but judging from his fingers, he seemed to be holding something.

He raised his right hand, facing the sky, and a faint golden light fell on his face through the gaps between his fingers.

But what he saw was not gold, but an alluring scarlet color, which was the color of blood. The right hand swayed slightly, just like a guest at a banquet holding a goblet filled with red wine. There was a faint sound as the liquid collided with the wall of the cup.