Douluo: I became Qian Renxue's follower and was forced to become a god

"Oh, by the way, this place is not far from the Sun Moon Continent. Do you want to go back and take a look?" Qian Renxue suddenly said, "If we keep going west, we should be able to get there, right?"

Shi Yueyi was silent for a moment: "Not yet."

"what happened?"

"We still have things to do. I won't be able to face the ancestors on the other side of the sea if I go back this time." Shi Yueyi gave a standard smile, revealing sixteen white teeth.

"Stand still." Qian Renxue smiled, "Then let's go back first."

Shi Yueyi and Qian Renxue took a deep look towards the Far North, and then left the sea area.

"I have to admit that in the environment of the sea, my strength is still a little limited." Qian Renxue sat cross-legged on Qingqing's back and stretched out her palm.

Shi Yueyi curled her lips: "I take back what I said before. I thought I could move more freely in the sea water than you."

"But it's actually a bit difficult, right?" Qian Renxue said, "Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked Liya, the sea soul beast, to help us float to the surface."

"I can now feel the connection between the sea and myself. It was just like that when we merged at the bottom of the sea. But this sea has an owner. I can even feel the wavering of the water element."

"It would be great if we could force Poseidon's true body to come to the lower realm." Qian Renxue sighed, "The true body of a god will be suppressed when it descends. No matter if you are a second-level god or a first-level god, you must be suppressed to the priest level of just over 100. Then maybe we can use the martial soul fusion technique to weaken him? Are you also planning to take the path of your own creation?"

"Miss, you know me well. The power of the Thunder God's bloodline is a help to me. Moreover, the Thunder God's throne has been broken and even destroyed. I cannot inherit it even if I want to. Therefore, I plan to create a throne related to the 'phase of the moon'. Isn't Poseidon the god of the sea? Then I will use the traction of the moon to reverse the control of the sea."

"Yes, sure." Qian Renxue said.

Qingqing led them to quickly cross the sea, and sometimes flew into the air like a dragon out to sea. They did not directly choose to use their spatial abilities to teleport, but instead enjoyed the long-lost relaxation.

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At the same time, outside the City of Killing.

Tang San was escorted to the Slaughter Town by the Angel Legion and then handed over to the Spirit Hall personnel stationed there.

"Is this the Tang San? The one that Her Highness the Saint Maiden asked to be taken good care of?" The cardinal who took over looked at Tang San with contempt.

"Yes, that's right." A Soul Saint Captain of the Angel Legion said, "We need to take good care of him. Let him adapt to life in the Slaughter City in advance. Don't let him die right after entering. That would be so boring."

"Okay, I got it. Thank you for the trip, now go back and report." The cardinal grabbed Tang San and dragged him all the way to a tavern in the town.

Tang San was bound by the soul guide shackles and could not mobilize his own soul power.

Moreover, the shackles seemed to be specially made, and they were wrapped with a very special leather sheath to make his hands clenched into fists, making it completely impossible for him to use his self-righteous hidden weapon techniques.

At the same time, he was wearing a helmet on his head, which subtly suppressed his mental power.

He looked around with difficulty and discovered that this was the tavern he had visited in the first round.

"Hey, sir, you are here!" The bartender in the tavern saw the cardinal and immediately came over flatteringly, "What can I do for you today?"

"Treat this brat well." The cardinal pushed Tang San out, "Saint Maiden Mi Ye has told us to take good care of him and send him to Slaughter City in two days."

Upon hearing the title of Saint of Silent Night, the bartender's eyes lit up immediately: "Understood, sir!"

"Remember, don't kill him before entering the City of Slaughter!" the cardinal emphasized.

"Yes! It just so happened that this morning, two criminals came from Tiandou City. It was said that they felt hopeless in prison, so they wanted to voluntarily join the people of the Killing City! It would be good to let the three of them communicate with each other!"

Tang San couldn't help but feel puzzled when he heard this.

A criminal from Tiandou City? Or did he join the Slaughter City voluntarily?

He was the Tang Shenwang who had been in the Tiandou Empire's prison! Maybe he had even seen him! Could he bring two of his brothers in when the time came?

Tang San has already started thinking about how to spend his days after entering the Slaughter City. How about trying to influence them and then let them become the source of his Bloody Mary? This stuff is hard currency in the Slaughter City!

However, when the waiter pushed him into a small dark room, his face instantly fell, and then his anus tightened.

Because the person waiting for him in the room was...

Goose test?!

Not happy?!

Oh no, it turned out to be the three despicable villains who had hurt Yu Xiaogang at the hands of King Tang. The Swan Shura swordsmanship of E Kao was still vivid in his memory!

Moreover, it is said that Senior Qin Ming was imprisoned with these two guys before he was executed, and the bronze statue that was finally cast had both of his hands covering his thighs!

"Hey, hey, isn't this so-and-so's apprentice, so-and-so?" Ekao licked his cheeks, "Long time no see."

"I, I don't have that last name... You, what are you going to do?" Tang San shook his hands in fear, only to find that the soul guide shackles were still handcuffed on his body! His hands were still sealed with leather holsters!

"The little chicken has grown up." Bu Le licked his lips, "Where's your girlfriend? Why didn't she come with you? What a pity!"

Hearing Bu Le mention Xiao Wu, Tang San's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot and he roared angrily: "You deserve to die, Bu Le, you already have the way to die!"

E Kao licked his cheeks and said, "The way to get silk? Oh! It seems that you can't wait!"

Bu Le smiled evilly: "Although the girl with the scorpion braids didn't come, it's a good choice to let such a handsome boy do the drawing! Go Kao, I have to say that you had a good eye back then."

"No, don't!" Tang San struggled while being bound by the shackles.

So, in the next two days, some strange noises were often heard from this small dark room, as if a treasure hunting team exploring a secret cave was trading.

"You can actually bring out a silver thread from this hole. Don't you think it's funny?"

"I know, I know. I'm asking you to come out quickly. Boy, we took your silver thread and we have to return your gift to you!"

"Uh-huh, huh? Gift? What gift?"

"In exchange, I'll give you copper wire."

"No! I don't want this!"

Two days later, Tang San walked out of the small dark room with his eyes rolled back from exhaustion. It seemed to be a difficult transaction, with a long, muddy and rugged road.

"Send all three of them in together." The tavern waiter looked at them meaningfully.

Tang San will never forget this day, not only because he is about to step into the City of Slaughter, walk the road to hell again, obtain the domain of the God of Killing and soar into the sky.