Douluo V: I, One Punch Man, am invincible starting from Jie Hu Xiaowu

The Demonic Whale King of the Deep Sea has been practicing for nearly a million years. He is still a spirit beast and cannot become a god.

It can't fly.

There is also no way to see through the invisibility of the Vast Sea Universe Cover, which possesses a ray of Poseidon's consciousness.

Annoyed, he flopped on the sea surface for a long time before slowly disappearing out of sight.

No one tried to break the tranquility within the vast universe.

Neither did Qin Liang.

He was wondering, are the gods in the God Realm also watching this scene?

Poseidon, there is no legitimate reason to help Tang San, what do you think?

At this moment, in the God Realm Law Enforcement Hall.

Not only Poseidon, but also Shura God, God of Destruction...

All the main gods and first-level gods are there.

There is also the Rakshasa God.

Different from the tranquility in the Vast Sea Universe Cover, the Law Enforcement Hall was filled with the laughter of the Rakshasa God.

"Hahaha……"

The Rakshasa God even laughed like a child, holding his stomach and rolling on the ground.

"It really made me laugh to death."

"No, my stomach hurts from laughing."

"This kind of thing is the heir you selected?"

"Just like this, if he really comes to the God Realm, he won't have the final say in the God Realm in the future?"

"Oh...hahaha..."

"If you don't go to the Endless Mountains one by one to solve the problem of the plane passage, will you die if you stare at such a thing here day after day?"

"It's really yours!"

The Rakshasa God laughed so hard that all the gods present turned pale and had no words to refute.

He stood up suddenly.

"I won't play with you anymore!"

"What kind of world of gods, what kind of inheritance from gods, what kind of killing city..."

"I was so fucked that I took off my pants and farted!"

"I'm going to the Endless Mountains."

"Boy Shura, without me causing trouble, I'm afraid something might happen in your killing city. Just go and see for yourself."

"I'm gone!"

The Rakshasa God leaves at will, just like a gust of wind, which calms down after a strong wind.

It just left a place of ruins in the place of massacre.

Just like the current Law Enforcement Hall of the God Realm, there are many gods, but deep in their hearts, it is like a pile of ruins...

"What will happen in the city of killing?"

"What could possibly happen?"

God Shura was not only curious, but also a little worried. With a wave of his hand, the scene under the dome transformed into a killing city.

Nothing unusual.

On the field, there are still soul masters fighting, and in the dark, robberies and assassinations are also happening...

At the front desk, soul masters kept coming up to drink Huangquan Dew around the beauty selling the wine, and their eyes were red after drinking!

"Shura, look at the King of Slaughter!"

The screen instantly moved to the inner sanctum of the King of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter knelt on the ground and kept slapping the ground made of fiery red magma with both hands, roaring silently in pain.

Behind him was the phantom of a blood-red nine-headed bat king.

Seeing the King of Slaughter struggling, he was trying to force the blood-red nine-headed bat king out of his body.

The angel goddess spoke very slowly: "Is the King of Slaughter awake? Does he want to take back the control of his body?"

"Not fully awake yet."

God Shura looked at the expression on the face of the King of Slaughter seriously.

"After Rakshasa took away the trace of consciousness he had left in the Killing City, the Killing King regained consciousness for a short period of time."

"Whether he can completely wake up depends on his willpower and luck..."

The King of Slaughter suddenly raised his head and roared!

……

Many soul masters in the Killing City were busy with their own affairs. Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the direction of the inner hall.

The spiritual power in the roar penetrated his mind.

All the soul masters in the entire Killing City, including the beauties in the Killing City, were all holding their heads and rolling on the ground in pain.

Only one soul master didn't.

Tang Hao, who was wearing a mask, was also mentally damaged.

He didn't fall.

He forced himself to hold back the pain, trying to hear the roar from the inner hall. The voice was very familiar to him, but he couldn't tell whose voice it was for a while.

When I tried to listen carefully with my pointed ears, the roar in the inner hall suddenly stopped.

As the sound stopped, the mental damage also disappeared without a trace.

"Who is it?"

After some recollection without any results, Tang Hao snapped his fingers.

"Another cup of Huang Quan Dew!"

"Sir, you already owe a lot of wine money."

"Ok?"

Tang Hao was not angry but said: "I heard that pets who can kill gods with one punch can drink whatever they want. Why, I can't?"

The beauty in the bar muttered that you are not a pet, but she did not dare to say it clearly.

The man in front of me is also a god of death.

He had been in the killing city for less than a month, and he had killed countless soul masters.

He never goes out to fight souls.

Anyone who offends him, or simply looks displeased with him, will directly attack him.

The beauty also dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

Obediently, he filled a bucket with Tang Hao's special drinking bucket and gave it to him.

"Little beauty!"

Tang Hao's fingers tapped rhythmically on the bar, his red eyes swept over, and many soul masters who were sitting around the bar drinking rushed to leave.

Afraid of walking too slowly, the masked killer directly broke their necks.

Wait until there are no more soul masters within a foot of the surrounding area.

Tang Hao then walked closer to the bar and asked with a pout, "Is that the king of killing here who roared just now?"

How dare the beauty reveal information about the King of Slaughter?

"Sir, I don't know!"

"Ok?"

Tang Hao reached across the counter with one hand and easily picked up the trembling beauty inside: "Do you have to force me to do something trick before you say anything?"

"gentlemen……"

The beauty pulled Tang Hao's palms hard with both hands. Because her neck was pinched so hard, she could only manage to utter a few simple syllables.

Tang Hao's hand relaxed.

"cough……"

"Sir, I really don't know. Master usually speaks in an orderly manner. I have never heard him howl."

"and……"

The beauty wants to say, if I really tell something about the master, I must not become his food?

It's a death anyway, let alone strangulation to death.

At least there would still be a whole body.

She didn't dare to really say that, she just looked at Tang Hao pitifully with her big, beautiful eyes.

Tang Hao looked at her for a long time.

Leisurely let go: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you, just wait until I recover and go into the inner hall to have a look."

After Tang Hao entered the Killing City this time, he found that the underworld dew and the endless killing and dirty environment were particularly suitable for him to recover his injuries and soul power.

In less than a month, he has returned to the peak level of level 89 Contra.

Give him another half year, not to mention cultivating into an Ultimate Douluo, there will definitely be no problem in returning to the realm of a Super Douluo.

By that time.

He will definitely go all the way into the inner palace to find out who the King of Slaughter is hidden inside.

He put it to death and came back to life, but it stimulated his killing nature, and his soul power became more pure.

If you can't get the inheritance of God Shura, then you can directly take the inheritance of God Rakshasa.

Qin Liang...

I'll let you cool off sooner or later! ! !