Douluo: I became Tang San’s father

By now, basically the entire inner city knows that a hellish death god has appeared in recent times. He has won seventy-six games in a row in one year, which can already be ranked among the top three in terms of speed since the establishment of the Killing City.

If he hadn't used a little trick to hide his strength, he might not have won seventy-six games in a row...

Dong dong dong——

There was a knock on the room door. Not long after, the door opened and a white-haired boy walked out.

The person who knocked on the door just now was the girl in black gauze who came in to greet him for the first time. She looked at the white-haired boy in front of her, her eyes a little confused.

In one year, the opponent experienced at least hundreds of battles, large and small, in the Hell Killing Fields and Inner City, and his calm temperament did not change at all due to the killing and soul-devouring power.

He has also come into contact with many soul masters who devoured soul power or absorbed life force. No matter how restrained they were, they would still reveal an aura that was different from ordinary soul masters. But the aura of the young man in front of him was very peaceful, and there was no trace of ferocity or evil in him.

The girl in black veil suspected that those rumors were false, but they were just spread by someone who wanted to eradicate the powerful Tang Hao. After all, he was too powerful and threatened their lives.

Tang Hao said calmly: "What's the matter?"

The young man's voice pulled her away from her miscellaneous thoughts. Recalling how he was invincible in the city of killing, the girl in black gauze could not help but blush on her cheeks, but she soon regained her lustful look.

"If you have nothing to do, just leave and don't bother me." Tang Hao's tone was cold, feeling that this guy was here to throw himself into his arms.

Over the past year, countless beautiful women approached him, but they were all scared away by Tang Hao with murderous intent.

Who knows what these women want to do, maybe as soon as they start doing it, a dagger will stab him in the heart or throat.

Although they can't pierce their own skin...

His skin now, to be honest, is thicker than the city wall.

"Hell's God of Death, the King of Slaughter has invited you." Seeing that Tang Hao wanted to drive her away, the girl in black gauze spoke quickly, fearing that she would be kicked out of the room the next moment.

"Then take me there."

Tang Hao raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised. I thought that the King of Slaughter would appear when he completed his hundred-game winning streak, but he didn't expect that he would want to see him after he had only won seventy-six games. What does this killing king want to do?

Could it be that he wanted to join him and work for him?

He followed the girl in black gauze out of the room and arrived outside a palace.

This is the palace of the King of Slaughter. It is quite grand. There are only two colors in the whole body, namely pitch black and blood red. The location is behind the Hell Killing Fields, adjacent to the Hell Killing Fields. Standing at the highest point of the palace, you can overlook the battle scene in the Killing Fields.

Two guards in black armor slowly pushed open the palace door, and Tang Hao saw the King of Slaughter sitting high above him at the first glance.

With a sinister face and blood-red eyes, he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Tang Hao saw that this King of Slaughter was not parasitized by some blood-red nine-headed bat king. His current ghostly appearance was probably due to him having stayed in the Slaughter City for a long time, plus he had drank human blood for so long.

The King of Slaughter's strength is very average, but he is only at level ninety-five, and his whole body exudes the special aura that only evil soul masters can have.

The King of Slaughter looked directly into Tang Hao's eyes, and a smile appeared on his sinister pale face. "Hell's Death God, you have won seventy-six killing battles. Your strength is obvious to all the people of the Killing City."

"I appreciate you very much. Please become my guest in the City of Killing. You don't have to go to hell. I will grant you the title of God of Killing. From now on, you can freely enter and leave the City of Killing."

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Spirit world.

The thick energy of heaven and earth lingers in the clouds and mists, making the clouds and mists ever-changing. Each change is irregular and suddenly turns into the shape of a chicken, just like a rooster hiding in the clouds and quietly laying eggs. Suddenly it was as rough as the sea.

Outside a blood-red palace, a man with a murderous aura all over his body looked through the glowing clouds at the place where the divine throne was inherited in the lower world.

This is a young man with red and blue eyes and snow-white hair. Under the leadership of a girl in black gauze, he met the spokesperson he had never contacted in the killing city...

"How could this young man do this?!"

The middle-aged man's blood-red pupils shrank slightly and he made a startled sound.

The surrounding clouds and mist surged crazily as his emotions fluctuated at this moment. The rooster that had just laid eggs was shocked, cut off half of the comb on its head, and turned into a hen. Once the tail feathers were broken, they condensed into a small cloud, like a hen laying an egg...

As the Shura God, he had not lost his temper in countless years. This young man gave him a very special feeling.

It is incredible to have a special dragon bloodline that is a mixture of part of the water and fire dragon king's bloodline.

You know, the attributes of these two dragon kings are opposite. Most people can't bear the conflict between their bloodlines, but this young man can stand it.

Not only that, he also has the divine core of the Phoenix God King in his body, which is equivalent to two bloodlines, one visible and one hidden. Especially the bloodline of the Phoenix God. For a while, the Phoenix God was on the same level as his former master, the Dragon God.

And he has very strong luck, which can even be said to be unnatural luck.

Like a man-made child of destiny, or a child of destiny chosen by a plane, even God Shura couldn't see through this young man for a while.

"Hey, he actually has the reverse scales of the Silver Dragon King, one of the incarnations of the Dragon God, on his body. What's going on?!"

God Shura couldn't understand the reason. However, since this young man is acquainted with the Silver Dragon King, and now he has come to the Killing City, he presumably intends to inherit his throne.

It just so happened that he had already planned to leave the God Realm. The Dragon God was kind to him and decided to pass on the Shura God's throne to this young man who was favored by the Silver Dragon King.

As for the candidate for the ninety-ninth-level Ultimate Douluo who he had repeatedly considered before passing on the divine throne, this idea was abandoned.

There are better candidates out there, why choose someone who is worse?

He used a method of casting a wide net to select successors, and the best ones were promoted and the mediocre ones were disqualified.

At the beginning, he promised that the Light Dragon King would treat the dragons well, but in fact he did not fulfill his promise and just allowed the Silver Dragon King to escape to the lower plane without caring.

He was in debt to the Dragon Clan, and there was only so much he could do to make up for his debt.

The position of Shura God King, in the hands of this young man, may be better than his master!

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After hearing the words of the King of Killing, Tang Hao's face suddenly darkened, "Thank you King of Killing for your kindness, but I came to this City of Killing just to break through the hell road and obtain the Killing God Domain. Guest sir, I It won’t be done.”

"You don't think about it anymore?!" The King of Slaughter frowned, with a hint of threat in his tone.

Obtaining the Killing God Domain means that from now on, this person can freely enter and exit the Killing City. If he brings someone here, friends who stand within the Killing God Domain will also not be affected by the rules of the Killing City. It is possible that he, the Killing City, will be affected. The rulers of the capital caused great harm.

In order to prevent this from happening, he wanted to conquer the strong men here who had the ability to win a hundred consecutive victories.

"No need, I won't be a guest in this wretched place."

Tang Hao stopped staying and turned around to leave. He didn't look down on the nine soul rings, but they were not the nine soul rings of Douluo IV.

Just when he had just taken two steps, the black-red palace door suddenly closed with a bang.

"Are you ready to break up? Are you so confident that you can take me down?" Tang Hao turned his head, his eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.

"Although I don't know what level you are, no matter what level you are, I am invincible in the entire Killing City!"

"Boy, you should never refuse my invitation. Just be a Bloody Mary today and I will enjoy you."

The King of Slaughter laughed wildly and released his martial spirit, a crow with blood-red eyes and magic patterns all over his body.

The restrictions of the Killing City gave him enough sense of security. Here, he had nothing to fear!

"Arrogant!" Tang Hao pointed his finger, and a beam of extreme sun fire was shot at the clamoring King of Slaughter.

"ah--"

Bing fire is the best at restraining evil, even more so than the power of light, and his Bing fire is also the Cing fire at noon, which is the ultimate Yang fire.

The martial soul of the King of Slaughter was filled with the aura of killing and evil. This ray of sun fire directly pierced through his body, and he wailed before turning into ashes.

"The King of Slaughter is gone, now how to open the road to hell..."

Tang Hao looked depressed. He didn't expect this king of killing to be so good. In this case, we can only ask the woman in black veil to find someone to replace the previously arrogant killing king.

He didn't believe that in the entire killing city, except for the killing king, there was no other person who knew how to open the road to hell.

When he was lost in thought, the girl in black gauze outside the door heard the sound coming from the King of Killing and hurried in.

"You, you killed the King of Slaughter?"

When the girl saw the ashes flying all over the palace, her whole expression changed instantly and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Yes, you find someone to take over the position of the King of Slaughter." Tang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw that this girl was not strong enough to be the King of Slaughter.

In order to frighten the Fallen in the Killing City, a titled Douluo was needed, not to mention his strength. If this girl in black gauze was pushed up, the Fallen would probably be ecstatic.

I just don't know if there are any other powerful titled Douluo besides this King of Slaughter.

"Okay, I'm going to call the elders of the guests here." Seeing the strength of the young man, the woman became more and more respectful, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and bowed and left.

Tang Hao rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and went straight up the blood-red stairs, intending to go to the top floor to see if there was anything special.

In addition to overlooking the entire Hell Killing Fields, the top floor is no different from the hall on the first floor. It is mainly black and red, with a few more oil paintings and a container filled with Bloody Mary. There are also several goblets on the table.

Tang Hao was a little disappointed, sighed softly, and prepared to go down the stairs.

However, when he had just taken two steps, he felt like the world was spinning and he lowered his head subconsciously.

When he raised his head again, his body trembled slightly. In front of him was no longer the top floor of the Killing City, but an extremely spacious hall.

The main hall was filled with blood-red light, as if substantial murderous aura was floating around. There were a total of forty-eight pillars made of special materials in the hall. Each pillar was engraved with magic patterns. At the top, there was a huge Shura throne with a grimace.

Sitting on the throne was a giant-like figure. That figure made it impossible to see his face clearly. You could only see that he was wearing dark red magic pattern armor and his eyes were glowing red.

"You are here, let's get to know each other, I am Shura God."

The first official meeting, in this separately opened secret realm, it was more vivid than looking down at the lower planes in the God Realm. God Shura looked at this young man up and down, wanting to know why he was valued by so many top-level divine beasts.

"Senior Shura God, my name is Tang Hao."

Facing this big boss of the God Realm, Tang Hao's eyes were clear and he bowed in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

At this time, the less you can panic. When this Shura god meets him, it is obvious that for some reason, if he shows timidity, he will be looked down upon.

Hearing this surname, God Shura felt something was wrong, and asked: "Surname is Tang, what is your relationship with that hammer-wielding Tang Chen?"

As a candidate for the position of Shura God, he had a brief introduction to Tang Chen and knew that he came from a force called Haotian Sect on Douluo Star.

"Senior, Tang Chen is my grandfather." Tang Hao looked strange. This guy knew his grandfather. Could it be that his grandfather has started to take the Shura God Exam?

God Shura nodded: "Yes."

His face was shrouded in a blood mist. Tang Hao couldn't see his expression and didn't know how to speak. Several of his partners in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be blocked from perception, and they could not hear them no matter how he summoned them.

After a moment of silence, God Shura sighed softly: "You are excellent. I owe the Dragon God a favor and a promise to the Dragon King of Light. However, I am unable to repay it. I hope you can repay the Dragon Clan on my behalf."

"Do you want me to inherit the throne of Shura?" Tang Hao asked with a raised eyebrow.

The red mist on God Shura's face dissipated, revealing a face that looked like a demon god, "Yes, you have the core of Phoenix God in your body. If you can truly inherit the power of Phoenix God, it should be enough to change the entire God Realm. I don't have this Ability. However, my divine status may be able to help you."

"The Water and Fire Dragon King gave you all the rest, and the Silver Dragon King gave you his reverse scale."

"They probably have this idea too. They value your potential and that's why they help you."

Tang Hao listened to the other party's speech silently without interrupting, and understood why this Shura god had a good attitude towards the soul beast.

At this time, the size of the Shura God changed into the size of an ordinary human being, and came to Tang Hao, "If you are willing to inherit my position as the Shura God, I will give you seven Shura tests. As long as you pass these seven tests, you will become The new Shura God.”

Tang Hao said: "Seven Shura Tests?"

"Yes, it's the Seventh Shura Test. Originally, I wanted to give you the Nineth Shura Test, but after thinking about it, I decided not to waste your time."

"The content of the assessment shouldn't be difficult for you. How do you think about it?" Shura asked in a deep voice. Blood-red eyes stared closely at Tang Hao, waiting for his answer.

Tang Hao did not hesitate at all, his eyes were firm, "I am willing to accept your divine inheritance."

"Okay." God Shura put his big hand on Tang Hao's forehead, pouring a huge amount of information directly into his brain.

His mind was filled with red gold for the first time, and then, Tang Hao felt a special energy wave like an enlightenment. The whole body feels as if soaked in a hot spring with constant water temperature and moderate temperature. This feeling is very comfortable.

The red-gold light faded, converged, condensed on the forehead, and turned into a faint blood sword brand!