"Throw him out! Don't pollute our land!"

After Tang Lie finished speaking, several disciples stepped forward and picked up Tang San, who was like a dead dog, and threw him out of the Haotian Sect, and finally threw him casually to the edge of the cliff.

No one would care about this bastard, they would just think that his father had caused apocalyptic disaster to his family, so it was good that he didn't have to pee on him.

"Why does such a person and such a father have anything to do with our Haotian Sect?"

"Bah! The beast is not worthy of becoming our Haotian Sect disciple!"

"That's right, even the soul bones on his body are dirty to me, as disgusting as shit!"

"It's good to destroy the Clear Sky Hammer. This kind of beast should be a waste."

"Little bastard, don't mention that you are from the Haotian Sect in the soul master world from now on, otherwise you will be dead."

When Tang San heard this, it was like a knife piercing his heart.

Once upon a time, I was also an astonishing genius, why have I fallen to this point now.

pain!It hurts so much!

Tragic, really tragic!

I want to write a miserable word!

Tang San's heart was already filled with resentment.

Those hard-to-remember memories from before continued to fill his mind.

Oh my God, why am I in such a miserable state? I originally thought that I could live another life, but the reality just keeps on ravaging me crazily.

He, once a genius of the Tang Sect, was forced to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff because he secretly learned the inner training of the Tang Sect.

Fortunately, the reincarnated continent of another world thought that he could rely on Xuantian Kung Fu to become the top of the continent in this world where there is no cultivation method!

As a result, his family was ruined, his parents were killed by the Wuhun Palace, and his uncle died because of him. Now Wuhun has been deposed again, and his beloved woman betrayed him and ran away with him, saying that he was a good-for-nothing.

To be honest, he now wants to start again.

After Wuhun was deposed again, his strength dropped a lot!

If he wanted to recover, he would have to wait until another foolish young man came and wanted to give him jelly grass as if he knew the Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit.

I, Tang San, am such a talented person, but ended up like this, how unfair is the law of heaven!

Why?Why should everything be taken away from me in this new life?

Family affection!love!And talent!

I hate it so much!

Spirit Hall, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Haotian Sect, and this world, if I, Tang San, could recover, I would definitely make you despair!

He is resentful, he is angry, he wants revenge, and he wants revenge at all costs.

The evil thoughts in Tang San's heart were continuously amplified again, and all the negative emotions that were conducive to evil and the darkness in his heart grew explosively again!

The clone of the Rakshasa Goddess and Rakshasa God on the moonlit night of 24th Bridge is even happier.

"What a strong evil thought, Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie, I like you so much, little brother, you are so promising."

"Shura is Rakshasa, Rakshasa is Shura, dead ghost, dead ghost, the heir you selected must have turned over, Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie."

Now this kid is his.

"Little brother, don't cry, you still have me."

Tang San looked at the bright moonlit night on the 24th bridge, yes, I still have a beautiful sister. Then he thought about it, and the light in his eyes dimmed again: "But, my talent has been abolished."

"Haha, I don't mind. When you start accepting my inheritance, everything you want will come back." Goddess Rakshasa suddenly felt that the boy in front of her had regarded him as the last straw of hope. If she disappeared, she said It might make the darkness in his heart surge even more.

Tang San nodded as if he had woken up: "I, Tang San, will not be knocked down easily. I will stand up again, and then take revenge on everyone!"

"Senior, I will go to your inheritance place now."

"Then go to the killing city!"

"Senior, are you kidding?"

"What are you afraid of? I've already told you that it can be considered a place of inheritance for me."

Mainly because the dead ghost found out and couldn't say anything to her.

"I'd better prepare some hidden weapons before going, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat them."

……

Killing capital.

Came here first on the weekend.

The entrance to the Killing City is a tavern that does not accept money, only people.

Normal people who want to enter the Killing City must kill someone first and drink a glass of Bloody Mary before they can enter.

Entry into this section is voluntary.

Those who entered involuntarily were escorted in by a group of countries, especially Wuhun Palace.

There are also some people who have become men who have become killing gods.

Also, if you enter invisibly on weekends, no one will be able to detect it.

In the Killing City, in addition to evil soul masters, there are more evil soul masters, and in addition, most of them are ordinary people with no soul power.

The strength is basically all low-level soul masters, and there are not many high-level soul masters.

Basically, they were almost killed by the two previous killing gods.

In fact, this is quite normal. After all, even if a high-ranking soul master kills like hemp, he can still live a good life on the mainland.

Unless you are not caught by the Wuhun Palace, and you are an evil soul master and are hiding well in the deep mountains and forests.

Take the most representative Dugu Bo, who possesses the city-killing poison. Except for those who are stronger than him, no one is willing to cause trouble for him.

Even if you commit something outrageous, as long as you are strong enough, no one will dare to say a word.

These desperadoes in the Killing City can only be regarded as playing house, because there is no place to stay, so they can only go to the Killing City to avoid trouble, or they come here voluntarily.

She had already known clearly about the situation in the Killing City.

This is a world of rules. All the soul ring and soul bone skills of the soul master cannot be used. They are allowed in but not allowed out. The weak eats the strong. The only trading currency is Bloody Mary. Everyone must fight in the Hell Killing Fields once in a year. After passing a hundred games, they enter hell. Road, through the hell road, to obtain the realm of the God of Death.

After arriving in the Killing City, I found that there were not as few people in the Killing City as I thought.

According to the hundreds of games in the Hell Killing Fields, ten people will die in each game, and the Fallen with more than fifty wins will not meet in the same game.

After all, if you clear hundreds of games in the Hell Killing Fields, regardless of external factors, at least 900 people will die. If it is the extreme start, all the soul masters who have sacrificed their lives will be more than hundreds of millions.

Not to mention that after the game, when you are at your weakest, you have to face enemies that are constantly attacking you in the dark.

Hu Liena, after Xie Yue was sent to participate in the training, there are not 1000 people, but [-] people. At worst, everyone has [-] people. If you count other people's records, add [-] people.

In other words, at least 4000 people died during these four years.

With such a large number of people, of course not all of them are soul masters, more ordinary people will participate in it.

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