Douluo: I was heard by Bibi Dong

After making the decision, Tang San no longer hesitated.

Now that Wuhun Palace already knows his appearance and location at this time.

If you want to destroy him, it will only be to break his limbs and imprison him in a water prison. There is no need to play with him like this.

The absorption of a white spirit ring was more humiliating than limiting to Tang San, who had twin martial spirits.

But after Gunter shows up, will he really let him go easily?Tang San wouldn't take any chances.

Tang San recorded this grudge. '

After absorbing the spirit ring, Tang San opened his eyes. The dark red blood eyes that were already filled with murderous intent were now as red as the spirit beast's rabbit eyes.

Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, white.

"Tell me." The soul ring disappeared, and the fifth soul skill, Red Eyes, slightly strengthened the eyesight, but it was not as good as the blessing of the Purple Demon Eyes.

"After a person becomes a god, the 10-year soul ring he possesses can be resurrected as a human and extend his life. But becoming a god is as difficult as ascending to the sky. Not only does it take one hundred levels of cultivation, but it also takes a thousand years to collect Gather the power of faith.”

"So these people chose another path. Looking for a god to inherit."

"The gods of the past left behind their own inheritances, and the place of inheritance for the most powerful one is... the city of killing."

"I won't go into details about the rest. You can ask the King of Slaughter. My deal with you is complete."

As he spoke, Gunter bowed slightly, and like a swordsman before a duel, he held his right hand three times in front of his head and waved it back.

"Only a person with a 10-year-old soul ring can be resurrected to correspond to a 10-year-old soul beast? Then do you know where the person I am looking for is?" Tang San asked.

"You can also add a soul ring to your Clear Sky Hammer. I also have a rabbit here." Gunter said with a smile, this is a matter of payment.

Tang San looked at Gunter coldly, "Do I still want to help my enemy become a god? Or? This 10-year-old spirit ring is on you?"

Tang San's character was to attack the opponent at this time and force Gunter to use his soul skills.

But Gunter completely crushed him, and he had no chance to see Gunter's soul ring.

"If you obtain the inheritance of the God of the City of Slaughter and possess his power, you cannot directly complete the resurrection. You should commit suicide."

Gunter didn't care about Tang San's expression at all and continued to ridicule:

"Oh, by the way, you will be a god by then. Be careful not to drip the divine blood into the mortal world, polluting the creatures on the continent, and it will be bad if the IQ is collectively reduced."

He closed his eyes to suppress his anger. If he had died fighting the opponent before, now that Xiao Wu had a chance to be resurrected, he could not sacrifice his life in vain.

"Why does Jiami know my skills?"

Tang San opened his eyes again, watching Gunter like a hawk, the other party must know what he meant.

"Oh? Do you want to increase the difficulty of the game? I also have a rabbit here."

"Don't think too much, I just want to see how far you can go. With your fifth spirit ring being a ten-year spirit ring, can you break the rules and become a titled Douluo with your strong perseverance?"

"Hahaha, keep your eyes open and wait and see" Tang San laughed angrily.

But Tang San believed that with the blessing of Xuantian Technique and the devouring ability of Blue Silver Emperor, at least it would have no impact on the speed of cultivation and advancement.

In this way, Tang San was full of hope. If Master Mirror didn't deceive him, he would be worried instead.

'Isn't it just to become a god at level [-]?I, Tang San, will give it my all. '

Tang San knew that he couldn't get any information from Master Mirror, so he got up and rushed towards the killing city.

He couldn't wait to learn from the King of Slaughter the way to become a god.

If the other party doesn't give it, then the city of killing will be turned upside down!

Tang San subconsciously ignored himself, why didn't he continue to question Mirror Master.

On the mainland, after all, fists defecate.

Looking at Tang San's retreating figure, Gunter watched with a faint smile.

Jiami silently landed behind Gunter, and Gunter slowly put away his smile.

A two-meter-tall mirror appears…

The crossroads under the moonlight became deserted again.

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Did Master Mirror put a lot of pressure on Tang San?

Even if I have faced Poison Douluo Dugubo, Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace, Sword Douluo Chenxin, and Haotian Sect leader Tang Xiao who are also titled...

Tang San had been hit with so many titles, but he never gave up resistance every time.

But Mirror Master made him unable to move with a wave of his hand, and he was proud of any ability, including the purple magic pupil that broke through the spiritual power.

Thinking of the other party's unfathomable strength, those eyes that seemed to see through his heart, and his subordinate Jia Mi, who had the same Tang Sect secret skills as him.

The first thing Tang San did when he returned to the Killing City was to kill and devour.

He needs to vent his suppressed and powerless heart, and he also needs to break through at a faster speed through devouring.

As his age increases, there are also restrictions on the white soul ring.

Even after completing the Xuantian Technique, Tang San became increasingly incompetent.

In the past, it was like when Ma Hongjun went out to play, he felt blocked, but because of the force, his cultivation became natural.

Now it feels like Ma Hongjun is in a daze every day, with no sense of blockage, but he has also lost his power tool, and feels like he is holding a suffocation in his heart.

It's not that he is more relaxed, but it is more difficult to feel the entrance of soul power.

The only way is to devour, as long as all the fallen ones here are killed, the city of killing is just an empty shell...

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In the dark red room, there is a huge skull throne, which is decorated with black and blue crystals. In addition, there is a tall, evil white-haired man sitting on the throne.

"After the great king of killing, King Shura returns, he will massacre your fallen people in areas outside the jurisdiction of the law enforcement team." A cold female voice sounded from the shadows.

"Let him kill. The only thing left in the city of killing is power, lust and killing. If he likes it, let him kill as much as he wants. Tell him that he is allowed to enter the killing fields of hell again."

"Yes, great king. Do you want to be careful and don't let him kill all the good seedlings that can belong to us? Now that the Wuhun Empire has annexed Xingluo, isn't it too detrimental to us?"

"I have also thought about this question. But the danger of the Killing City is already close at hand. Have you forgotten the instructions on the prophecy wall?

The god of death descends, hell disaster.

Some time ago, Scorpion Eater had successfully left the Killing City and gained recognition.I'm worried that the disaster mentioned in the prophecy is already coming. "

"The great king?"

"Go down..."

"Yes…"

The reflection of the cold female voice disappeared in the red light.

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"boom"

A mummy fell to the ground.

These fallen ones were not only the King of Slaughter's food, but also Tang San's.

"Young King Shura. The great King of Slaughter generously invites you to enter his hunting grounds again and allows you to continue fighting in the killing arena."

With a black mesh headdress, ink-stained eye shadow and purple-black lipstick, the whole person is immersed in dark tones.

But it couldn't cover up the messenger of the King of Slaughter, her beautiful face and graceful figure.

Tang San, with red eyes, once again put on the mask belonging to Shura, glanced at the Killing Envoy and said, "Take me to see the King of Killing."

After pondering for a moment, she nodded:

"Come with me."