Beheading Gods and Becoming Immortals: Starting from Tearing Title Douluo by Hand

When Zhu Lei heard Wang Siming's words, he felt a little panicked, but he thought it was impossible.

The person who was removed from the Nether Clan last time was the strongest in the clan. I heard that Star Luo City also removed experts of the same size. How could something go wrong with so many people?This person must have distracted me by saying it, but since the other person is so powerful, why should he distract me?

It's so shameful.

"You're talking nonsense, how is that possible?" Zhu Lei said excitedly.

"I said they were all dead, and they died in Crow Mountain." Wang Siming continued.

"Crow Mountain?" Zhu Lei stepped back consciously. Crow Mountain is the cemetery of the Nether Clan. Basically, only those who die here can their remains be absorbed by the special environment.

There is no news about those elders and deacons. Could it be that they really died in Crow Mountain?

Zhu Lei ran away when he thought of this. He could become the leader of the Nether Clan not only because of his connections within the clan, but also because of his own acumen.

"Zhu Lei."

"Ok?"

The sixth soul skill, [Call of Silver Horn] is activated.

Zhu Lei was running desperately when he was suddenly caught in front of him by Wang Siming.

Not only Zhu Lei himself, but also Gu Man, Zhu Zhuhai, and Zhu Zhuya were stunned, wondering what kind of soul skill Wang Siming was doing?

Wang Siming grabbed Zhu Lei's back and threw him to the ground easily, and the opponent fell to the ground.

Logically speaking, Zhu Lei Soul King's cultivation shouldn't be in such a mess, but Wang Siming's Soul Douluo soul power suppressed him, so he lost weight in the end.

"You...what do you want to do?" Zhu Lei said in horror.

"Just leaving like that? Do you think I'm so easy to talk to?" Wang Siming said coldly.

"What do you want?" Zhu Lei asked fearfully.

"Zhuhai, Zhuya, go over and slap him a few times." Wang Siming ordered.

Of course Zhu Zhuhai wanted it, but Zhu Zhuya was a little timid. She said tremblingly: "Do I want it too?"

"This good-for-nothing just said something rude. It's up to you." Wang Siming said calmly.

"Brother-in-law, will this guy fight back?" Zhu Zhuhai asked hesitantly. After all, the other party is a Soul King. He might be killed as a Soul Lord now.

"Go boldly. Does this loser still have the guts?" Wang Siming said disdainfully.

Zhu Zhuhai plucked up the courage and walked over. Zhu Lei raised his palm and slapped him twice, with stars in his eyes.

When Zhu Zhuya saw that her second brother was okay after being slapped, she also slapped him in the face, but obviously the force was not as strong as Zhu Zhuhai's.

Zhu Lei had an angry expression on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can I leave now?"

"I think you don't realize the seriousness of the problem at all? What do they mean by those slaps? If you want to live, just slap yourself. If I am satisfied with the slaps, I will spare your life." Wang Siming curled his lips and said.

Wang Siming was talking about Rao. He actually had murderous intentions just now, because it was too bloody to tear up the Japanese with his hands. In order to give a good impression to Zhu Zhuyun's family, he endured it again and again.

Zhu Lei's face looked haggard. He knew he was in trouble. How could he have known how to fight for the clan leader?It's all those old guys who harmed me.

He picked up a hand that didn't seem to be his own and slapped it hard on his face. The force could leave fingerprints on his face with just one slap, and his face was swollen with just two slaps.

Zhu Zhuya looked a little cruel, she pulled Gu Man's lapel in a low voice and said, "Brother-in-law, how long are we going to stay here?"

"Third sister, they were not kind when they dealt with me. A good person will be bullied by others, and a good horse will be ridden by others." Zhu Zhuhai said calmly.

The women couldn't stand it, but Zhuhai felt refreshed in his heart.

Zhu Lei was mutilating himself crazily, and the others were lying on the ground, not daring to move. If he angered this evil god, he might be the one to be slapped next.

After Yue Mo slapped thirty or fifty times, Wang Siming said coldly: "If you slap one hundred times, you can go away. If you slap one less, I will kill your whole family."

After Wang Siming finished speaking, he took Zhu Zhuyun and the others to the depths of Crow Mountain. Zhu Lei was so happy when he heard that there was a target value. He continued to beat himself regardless of his numb palms.

After Wang Siming disappeared, deacon Zhu Qian ran over and said, "Chief, let's leave quickly. That guy is gone."

"Go away, don't come to harm me." Zhu Lei pushed him away and said.

Deacon Zhu Xiang also ran over, "He's really gone. Let's take Elder Zhu Hong and leave quickly, shall we?"

"Come and slap me together, remember to slap me harder, so that a hundred times it will be over quickly." Zhu Lei said.

The three deacons were all stunned after hearing this, wondering if the patriarch had slapped him unconscious?

"Hurry up." Zhu Lei urged.

Bang, Zhu Bo slapped him first, then Zhu Lei said angrily: "Didn't you fucking eat? It's not your whole family who died? Do you want to kill me? Hard, slap me hard."

Zhu Xiang and the other three slapped Zhu Lei almost a hundred times with tears in their eyes. In the end, the guy was slapped into a pig's head.

Zhu Bo helped Zhu Hong, while Zhu Xiang and Zhu Qian supported Zhu Lei and walked towards the outskirts of Crow Mountain. They came to improve their cultivation this time, but they did not expect to encounter such a thing.

Zhu Lei burst into tears after walking out of Crow Mountain.

Zhu Xiang advised: "He has high soul power, so he can do whatever he wants. Let's go find Emperor Tianfeng."

"Yes, yes, Emperor Tianfeng will definitely be able to subdue him." Zhu Bo also agreed.

Zhu Lei cried and cried: "You are looking for whoever you want, but don't come to me. I am no longer the leader of this clan. If you want to survive, go find that Zhu Zhuhai, otherwise we will be killed by that man sooner or later." Lose."

Everyone felt sad when they heard this, and did not go to Dai Tianfeng.

The new leader of the Nether Clan ran away, the protector and the three deacons all ran away, and they fell directly into a chaotic situation where no one was in charge.

Wang Siming led Gu Man's family all the way south, and finally found the location of the secret treasure house. At this time, the stone gate was still closed.

"Siming, where is Zhuqing?" Gu Man asked anxiously. At this time, she was standing halfway up the mountain. The sea to the south was very beautiful, but she had no time to appreciate the scenery.

Wang Siming said: "Zhuqing is in this stone gate. Didn't he arrive half a year ago? I remember there was one more day."

"Brother-in-law, how do you open this door? Can't you open it too?" Zhu Zhuhai asked.

Wang Siming smiled and said: "I heard that this stone gate is a restriction set by your ancient demigod ancestors. Even a Contra like me can't open this gate."

"Then what should we do? We can't wait here any longer, right?" Gu Man asked anxiously.

Zhu Zhuyun said: "Siming, how did Zhuqing get in?"

"She cut her finger and printed blood on this place, and then the stone door opened..."

Before Wang Siming finished speaking, he saw Zhu Zhuyun had separated his fingers, and then imitated him and pressed his hands on the stone door.

"Si Ming, this doesn't seem to work." Zhu Zhuyun said curiously.

"If it is really possible, I feel that my life has been in vain. I spent a lot of effort in the beginning, but in the end the stone door did not move at all." Wang Siming shook his head.