Chapter 164： Tang Hao, fall in love.

"A Yin! A Yin, what are you going to do, let go of Xiao San..."

Tang Hao exclaimed.

"A Yin? Ha ha, I'm sorry, I'm not A Yin, I'm Lin Yin'er, I've already said it."

Lin Yiner sneered.

"you!"

Before Tang Hao finished speaking, he spouted a mouthful of blood.

Angry.

Unexpectedly, I lost my bamboo basket to fetch water, lost his wife and broke down.

He stretched out his hand to take out the Clear Sky Hammer, about to smash the blue silver grass entwined with Tang San.

However, this is futile.

Now, his strength is not as good as Soul Douluo, how can he break the control of the nearly 200,000-year soul beast Blue Silver Emperor.

Just ask, what can the Title Douluo of the ninth spirit ring in ten years do?

Tang Hao answered with practical actions.

Can make a joke.

I saw that Lin Yineryu shook his hand, and a green blue silver grass was like a long whip, slammed on Tang Hao's cheek fiercely. And yelled loudly.

"There's nothing to do with you here, just go away."

You..... Are you scolding me? Hit me? Slap me in the face? Ah Yin used to be so gentle...

Tang Hao cried, and heard the sound of heartbreak.

He has now determined that this A Yin is not the same she used to be.

In the next moment, the Haotian Douluo was bundled into rice dumplings by countless madly growing blue silver grasses.

Simply unable to break free.

"No, don't..."

Tang San called in horror.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, just take back what belongs to me."

Lin Yin'er said casually.

It looks like, if you don't want to worry, you don't want to worry about it. After all, Tang San was such an ant, she didn't even care about it.

Woman's mouth, deceitful ghost...

Seeing that miserable look of Lao Tzu. Tang San didn't believe that he would be fine.

Tang Hao's eyes were splitting. The Haotian Douluo, who was once invincible, can only cry powerlessly now.

"A Yin, stop it! He is just a child."

Lin Yin'er shook his head, "You are wrong. He came to this world as the product of a conspiracy. Now I let him get free."

With that, Lin Yin'er squeezed it from a distance, and saw that a golden thread appeared on Tang San's body.

This is the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor hidden in his body.

"Please, don't take them away..."

Tang San was horrified. He could feel that when these golden lines disappeared cleanly, then his own strength would plummet, and even his future achievements would be greatly affected.

But how does Lin Yin'er care about him? The Blue Silver Emperor's blood fell on others, which seemed to her a great shame.

Therefore, she has to wash away this shame with her own hands.

Obviously, Tang San's cry was feeble, and strands of golden thread-like blood power flowed back into Lin Yin'er's body along the blue silver grass.

Her breath is constantly getting stronger.

In contrast, Tang San was not so lucky.

The spirit power is weakening, and it reaches the 33rd level in a blink of an eye...

But this is just the beginning.

Thirty-two.....

thirty-one......

After a few breaths, Tang San's level dropped again and again, reaching level 30.

"Do not!"

"I beg you, let me go. Don't let my level drop again, okay?

Tang San cried and begged.

He felt that his world had collapsed, and this level of crazy drop was beyond his ability to bear.

who is he?

Wherever he goes, he is called a genius.

He likes low-key pretense, and can slap many people in the face at critical moments.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is his specialty, now?

It really changed from a tiger to a pig.

"A Yin. Stop it."

Tang Hao roared frantically.

But the result is obvious, even if he broke his throat, no one cares about him.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Tang San found the root cause, it was the sound of his soul ring breaking apart.

Twenty-nine..... He muttered in a godless eyes. Finally, his strength successfully broke through the thirty-level mark...

Twenty-eight.

Twenty-seven.

........

twenty.

Tang San was numb.

I don't know how long it took before the flow of soul power finally stopped.

Just a rough sense, he knew that his whole life was useless.

In the past, although there were bottlenecks in spiritual practice, he knew that he had unlimited possibilities.

That is his own talent is unimaginable.

But now?

He felt his shackles.

Without the blessing of Lan Yinhuang's talents, even if Lan Yincao is a waste martial arts soul, even if he has Xuantian skill in his body, he will be at the Soul Sage level at most in his entire life...

thump.

Losing the shackles of the blue silver grass, Tang San lay on the ground.

Then, he got up from the ground again, and swayed away.

Ah Yin thought about it, but didn't stop it.

Such an ant, she didn't even have the urge to die.

"Hahaha, Lin Yiner, right? I remembered it."

Tang Hao laughed wildly, with blood and tears falling from the corners of his eyes, like crazy. "Today's shame will be reported in the future."

After speaking, he staggered to leave.

"Today? Can you still have a future day? Tang San is just a bug that can be pinched to death in my eyes. Without the Blue Silver Emperor, he is a waste. But you are different, although it is also a waste. But, no To kill you, it's hard for me to make peace."

Lin Yin said. No longer suppress their own strength.

Suddenly, the horror aura seemed like substance, spreading to all directions with her as the center.

With the return of the spirit ring, spirit bone, and bloodline, she completely became complete.

The majestic power, crazy cohesion!

In a blink of an eye.

Her cultivation has reached the level of 200,000 years.

"You won't suffer the pain of a thousand arrows piercing your heart, it's hard to dispel the hatred in my heart!"

Lin Yin'er's voice fell, and thousands of blue silver grasses shot towards Tang Hao like a sharp sword.

"Unexpectedly you should be so cruel!"

Tang Hao wanted to resist, but he couldn't do it at all.

Although he is now a Title Douluo, he has broken one arm and one leg, and he has the ninth ring in ten years. How could he be the opponent of the 200,000-year soul beast Ah Yin.

Almost instantly. Countless holes appeared in Tang Hao's body.

Wan Jian penetrates the heart but so.

After that, countless roots appeared and dragged them into the ground.

So far, a generation of Haotian Douluo has fallen buried here.

Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil.

Lin Yin'er let out a sigh of relief. So far there is no A Yin in the world, only Lin Yin'er.

However, there was a dignified look on her face in an instant.

Because Thunder Tribulation is gathering.

"Ah...no, Lin Yin'er is a 200,000-year-old fierce beast calamity. It's terrifying. Are you ready?"

Er Ming asked heavily.

This thunder tribulation is extremely powerful, I don't know how many hundred thousand year soul beasts fell under the thunder tribulation.

"Actually, I'm really not ready."

Lin Yin'er bit her lip tightly, none of this was in her plan.

To be honest, her plan is to be a bonsai and be played by the owner all day long!

Who is going to experience what kind of thunder robbery?