Douluo: the Chosen Son of God

"Tang San, my master asks you to kneel down, you must not resist" "Master, you are a master of wool. You are so self-righteous that you are nothing more than a level 29 waste." "Brother Tang Hao, beat him to death" "Big brother, okay" "Sister Dong'er, use some force, our child's head will come out." "Xue'er, call me husband" "Dear worshipper, do you have any problem with me playing with Xue'er in front of the angel god?" Yang Xizhi, the chosen son of God, is walking sideways on the continent. I am invincible. You can do whatever you want, abuse the master, accept Tang San, bully Tang San, accept Tang Hao, bully Tang Hao, accept Haotian Sect, bully Haotian Sect, Tiandou Empire, hehe, Star Luo Empire, hehe, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, hehe, Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, hehe. If you dare to be my enemy, it will be fine. You will be a good man again after eighteen years. I have the Angel Sword in my left hand and the Shura Demon Sword in my right hand. I have a system in my head and inherited gods. I don't like them. I want to create my own god.