After Song Lang was shocked when he saw Bai Xiaosheng's "Quotations from Heaven", he thought of his great enemy Wu Song. Wu Song was a real master, and he heard that he also had some strange abilities, which reminded Song Lang of
Could Wu Song be the kind of long-lived cultivator described in "The Quotations of Heavenly Beings"?
Song Lang only made a slight guess in his mind, and then he became a little crazy. He even came to his father to confirm his guess full of anger.
And my father did know that his biggest enemy was Wu Song, and that he had become a golden-bodied martial saint in the world of heaven and man, who was powerful in the world. But in this life, he was Song Lang, and he also had amazing talents in martial arts, and had some minor achievements.
.Although he was reincarnated, in Song Lang's heart, it was Wu Songcai who
The match made in heaven between him and Pan Jinlian was broken up, and his body in the previous world was chopped to death. If it weren't for some strange changes in the world that he encountered, he would have died long ago, instead of traveling to this thousand years later. The murderous revenge
, the hatred of seizing his wife, Song Lang never wanted to take revenge!
But, how strong is Wu Song now? Does he have the ability to take revenge?
"How strong is it?" After hearing Song Lang's question, Old Songtou began to smile obscenely: "If he blows his breath, you will die ten or eight times."
"..."
Wu Song did not disappoint Song Lang. He was so powerful that he could only look up to that big enemy now, and his father did not disappoint Song Lang. He would hit him without mercy.
"I'm just taking care of you, and I didn't make it too embarrassing for you. In Wu Song's eyes, you are just a speck of dust, or maybe a little bit better than dust, just an ant." The father continued to use his venomous tongue, but he really didn't give Song Lang the benefit of the doubt.
Save some face.
"Dad, help me! I want to kill him!" Song Lang didn't care, he just wanted to kill Wu Song to satisfy the hatred in his heart.
"..." Old Songtou immediately started to roll his eyes. Wu Song was a golden-bodied Martial Saint in the human world, and he was not a fly. How could he just kill him?
"Dad, are you a monk in the world of heaven and humans?" Song Lang asked.
"Um."
"Then how did you come to the human world?" The so-called human world is naturally the world where Song Lang lives.
"secret."
"Are you always the God of Martial Arts?" Song Lang had a look of expectation on his face. According to the quotations from Heavenly Beings, the God of Martial Arts seems to be the supreme state, only one step away from the legendary Immortal. If my father is a man with great supernatural powers,
God of Martial Arts, it's not easy to kill a Wu Song...
"..." Lao Songtou's face turned dark.
"You're not even a god of war?" Song Lang was disappointed.
"You bitch, you think the God of War is just a cabbage! How many Gods of War are there in the entire world of gods? God of War! God of War! The God of Martial Arts, even if he is not as good as the legendary immortal, he is not far behind!
"Old Songtou was roaring.
"Then can you beat Wu Song?" This is what Song Lang is most concerned about right now.
"What do you think?" Lao Songtou smiled obscenely.
Looking at the obscene smile on his father's face, he no longer felt any chill in his heart, but felt extremely happy.
"Wu Song is no match for you!" Song Lang said excitedly. His father was indeed the invincible God of War in his heart.
"This is natural." Old Songtou was a little proud, and he said: "Although Wu Song is extremely talented, he has only practiced for a thousand years to reach the realm of the Golden Body Martial Saint. Although I am not the Supreme Martial God, I am among the Martial Saints.
He can be considered a powerful person. Although Wu Song is in the same realm as me, if he sees me, he will obediently call me "Senior."
Old Songtou was in high spirits, and the more he talked, the more proud he became. But when Song Lang looked at his father's wretched look, he suddenly felt that his father was a little unreliable.
"What's wrong? You don't believe me?" Old Songtou was stunned, looked at Song Lang and asked.
"A bit." Song Lang nodded. In his mind, the wretched father did not fit the image of a worldly man at all.
"Boy, I'm going to show you today!" Hearing this, the old man smiled even more obscenely: "The Monkey King in Journey to the West can travel thousands of miles in a somersault. I don't have that ability. That's the realm of the God of War.
"
"But I can still pull off tricks like flying into the sky and into the ground." After Old Songtou finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Song Lang, stood up and jumped.
Before Song Lang came back to his senses, he felt that he was being mentioned casually by his father, and he began to be dazzled and distracted. When Song Lang came back to his senses, he found that he was covered by a golden halo, and the wretched old man
Dad was looking at him with a smile.
"Where is this?" Song Lang was dumbfounded, because the surroundings were chaotic and he couldn't tell where he was at all.
"This is the sky, but it is not filled with gods and Buddhas, nor is there the fairy Chang'e." Old Songtou said with a smile.
"ah?"
Song Lang was shocked when he heard this and looked around again.