Chapter 137 Tang San Wants to Kill Ah Yin
As the king of blue silver grass, Ah Yin knows the characteristic of the blue silver grass clan better than anyone else, and that is their strong vitality.

The Blue Silver Grass clan will never give birth to this kind of Blue Silver Grass with evil properties.

Ah Yin could feel that the evil aura of the Blue Silver Grass released by Tang San came from the Blue Silver Grass itself, which was different from the attributes added by absorbing the soul ring of the soul beast.

This blue silver grass was born evil.

Sure enough, this person is not my child!

Ah Yin became even more certain in her heart that the person in front of her was not her child, at least not his soul!

If Luo Ling knew what Ah Yin was thinking, he would probably laugh out loud.

The evil attributes that Tang San obtained through sacrificing the God of Primordial God actually made his own mother believe that he was not her biological child.

It's really ironic.

In front of Binghuo Liangyin, Flender and Tang San looked at the imposing Blue Silver Grass and were ready to fight back.

Although a 2000-year-old blue silver grass is not strong, it is still a thousand-year-old soul beast after all and cannot be left alone.

"Dean! Let me come in person!" Tang San looked coldly at the blue silver grass in front of him, the bloody scars on his face still sending waves of pain.

He walked in front of the blue silver grass, and the blue silver grass filled with evil aura had already swept over it.

Two colors of blue silver grass, one red and one blue, are intertwined in the air.

For a moment, they were evenly matched.

Ah Yin controlled her branches and leaves. After all, she was once the Blue Silver Emperor. Even if her current cultivation level was only 2000 years, her strength was definitely not at the level of a 2000-year-old soul beast.

The battle situation gradually became tense, and Tang San's expression gradually became gloomy.

He was able to defeat a 2000-year-old blue silver grass soul beast on equal terms, and he is now a level 39 soul master!

Tang San reached out his hand to his waist and threw out hidden weapons one after another.

The hidden weapon flashed a cold light in the air and hit the Blue Silver Grass, but was quickly repaired by the Blue Silver Emperor's powerful vitality.

Tang San's expression became increasingly gloomy. How could the vitality of a blue silver grass be so strong?

He couldn't help but think of what the strange wizard said in the Soto City Fighting Soul Arena. If he had focused on developing the vitality of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul from the beginning, would he be stronger now?
As time went by, Flanders on the side couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"Xiao San, let me take action. We don't know if there are other dangers here. Kill this blue silver grass. If there is no harvest, we must leave quickly, otherwise Xiao Gang will worry!"

Tang San took a deep breath and refused: "Don't worry, Dean, I will kill this Blue Silver Grass immediately!"

His expression was grim, and eight hideous spider legs stretched out from behind him.

The Eight Spider Lances emitted an evil purple color, and Tang San leaped out like a spider.

Ah Yin finally fell into a disadvantage, and with the help of Ghost Shadow Mirage and Eight Spider Lances, Tang San's movements became extremely fast, and Ah Yin's blue silver grass branches and leaves could not capture Tang San's trace at all.

Tang San slowly approached Ah Yin, and just when he wanted to rely on the Eight Spider Lance to tear the Blue Silver Grass in front of him into pieces, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

A pitch-black feather flew towards his body like a hidden arrow.

There are other people here?
Tang San was startled and quickly controlled the Eight Spider Lance to retreat.

But it was still a little too slow, and the pitch-black feather hit one of the spider's legs, actually breaking Tang San's leg directly.

"I told you, he's just a devil who has taken over the magpie's nest."

"Your child died a long time ago. You should believe it now."

A deep voice suddenly sounded. Tang San and Flender were both startled. In front of them, a thick black fog slowly emerged.

In the black fog, a figure wearing a top hat and a suit slowly walked out. The moment they saw this person, their pupils suddenly shrank.

"Weird Mage?" Tang San and Flanders shouted almost at the same time.

"We meet again." A chuckle came from the black fog.

Luo Ling looked at Flanders and Tang San in front of him. Both of them had blood-colored lines on their bodies, which was proof of their sacrifice to the God of the Origin.

He really didn't expect that Tang San could find the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, forcing him to come over and check it out.

Ju Douluo and Dugu Bo happened to be away, but luckily the immortal herbs here had been bought up by the Spirit Hall a long time ago, leaving only some growing seedlings and seeds.

Not long ago, Ju Douluo also sent the herbs that were almost grown back to the Spirit Hall, so the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire are now very desolate.

"Evil Mage! How come you are here?" Flanders asked nervously. He still remembered the scene in the Soto City Fighting Arena where he was beaten by the Evil Mage without any chance to fight back.

Even though he was a Soul Sage and the person in front of him was only a Soul Sect member, he did not dare to be careless at all.

"You shouldn't be here. Leave now and I won't kill you."

Luo Ling did not answer Flanders' words and spoke quietly.

The Blue Silver Emperor on the side waved its branches angrily, using its spirit to convey information to Luo Ling.

"You want me to kill him?" Luo Ling tilted his head and said to the blue silver grass.

"I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request for now. This person is still worth living." Luo Ling shook his head.

Flanders and Tang San looked at Luo Ling and felt a little horrified.

The strange wizard was actually talking to a blue silver grass?

"What on earth are you doing?" Tang San couldn't help but scold.

He was extremely dissatisfied with the attitude of the strange wizard.

In the eyes of the evil wizard, he seemed like an ant that could be crushed to death with ease. If the evil wizard wanted him to live, he would live, but if the wizard wanted him to die, he would not live.

"Did I not make it clear just now?" Luo Ling withdrew his gaze from the Blue Silver Emperor and looked at Tang San.

The bright red eyes seemed to be looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

"I told you to get out! Or do you want to die now?" His voice was emotionless, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

Tang San's expression became extremely ugly, and he wanted to say something, but Flanders grabbed him.

"Mr. Weird Wizard, let's leave immediately!" Flanders said hurriedly, fearing that the Weird Wizard would get angry and kill them directly.

Tang San said nothing more and let Flanders pick him up and fly into the sky.

He stared at the strange wizard, and when he saw the empty Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire, he suddenly had a flash of enlightenment in his mind.

I understand! The trickster must have taken away all the precious medicinal herbs in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Fire and Ice!
Damn it! Those things should all belong to me!

Tang San's pupils were full of bloodshot. That was the immortal grass, which was recorded in the Xuantian Treasure Record as something that could only be encountered once in a while! There was even a magical medicine that could bring the dead back to life!

If he could get those magical herbs and medicines, his strength would definitely have a qualitative leap!
But now those magical herbs and medicines no longer belong to him.

For a moment, Tang San's hatred for the Weird Mage reached its peak.

(End of this chapter)