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

Tang San, Bu Le and E Kao were pushed into the altar in the center of the killing town, and the world was spinning violently.

"Puff-"

They landed on the ground outside the Slaughter City together, and Tang San's eyes were as big as copper bells.

He had been freed from the soul-guiding restraints on his body, because as soon as he reached this point, the magic-banning effect had already appeared.

"Hehehe, so-and-so, you don't know me yet, right? In the City of Slaughter, soul skills are banned, but martial spirits are not banned. I guess your little body will be eaten up in the City of Slaughter. You'd better follow our two brothers." E Kao smiled evilly and licked his lips.

But Tang San had no intention of paying any attention to him. On the one hand, it was because he entered the City of Slaughter through formal channels this time, instead of killing people in that tavern and then jumping in after smashing the floor.

On the other hand, it was because he found that part of the gate of the City of Killing in front of him was blown up.

This was clearly blasted out by a soul guide! Because soul skills cannot be used here!

Could it be that the Spirit Hall had attacked the Slaughter City, rather than just controlling the periphery?

"Shouldn't." Tang Hao said in a deep voice in Tang San's sea of ​​consciousness, "His Majesty Luosha didn't mention this matter. He just said that he threatened Bibi Dong and asked her to send us to the Slaughter City instead of executing us. There was no need for him to let us fall into another tiger's den just after escaping from the Dragon's Lair."

Tang San said coldly: "I think it is very likely. The ultimate goal of the Rakshasa God's test is to make me possessed by evil thoughts. In order to achieve this goal, the Rakshasa God can do anything, such as letting you return to my spiritual sea so that we father and son can kill each other on the road to the God's test!"

Tang Hao sneered and did not agree.

He already knew Tang San's future, and felt jealous, angry, and a little regretful.

What made him jealous was that in the original future, their Tang family successfully retaliated against the Spirit Hall and even became the new masters of the continent, and he, Tang Hao, had even become a second-level god-level lord of the plane.

Anger and regret, because all this is now just a dream, he read Tang San's memory, which means that these experiences have also entered his consciousness, as if he has experienced all of this. Finally, when he came to his senses, he found that Tang San in the sea of ​​​​spirituality was laughing coldly at him.

"This is indeed His usual method." Tang San said coldly, "There is no need to be too secretive between us now. Letting relatives kill each other is something that should have happened to Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue. This time it is you and me who are going to experience what they should have borne."

"It can be seen that you are more suitable for the Rakshasa God than Bibi Dong." Tang Hao sneered, "Go in. According to your story, my grandfather Tang Chen should be here. It's really strange. When I was training here, why didn't I find that the King of Slaughter was him?"

At this moment, Bu Le and E Kao were still chattering beside Tang San.

"Stop chattering and making so much noise! ​​Do you think I was just saying when I said you two have a way to get yourself killed?!"

Tang San was so upset that he angrily summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and threw it directly at the heads of Bu Le and E Kao.

Bright red and milky white liquid splashed on Tang San's body.

The Clear Sky Hammer flew back to his left hand, and Tang San slowly closed his eyes, as if breathing greedily.

"Ah——" Tang San took a deep breath, and the intoxicating feeling of blood filled his mind.

"You seem to have adapted quickly." Tang Hao said, "But this is normal. After all, the number of people who have died directly or indirectly at your hands must be tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even more, right?"

"Old thing." Tang San smiled faintly, his expression returned to normal, "Although I am very annoyed with you now, I have to admit that what you said is very right, that is, everyone here has a way to die, including you, including me. And the so-called 'here' is not just limited to the City of Slaughter."

"I want to prove to everyone that no matter what god position I hold, no matter how much oppression, persecution, and suffering I, Tang San, endure, I will succeed. I am the only true emperor in this world!"

Tang San's eyes exuded a morbid fanaticism as he walked towards the entrance of the City of Slaughter.

The reason why he was able to ensure that his spirit was not corroded in the City of Slaughter before, besides the fact that he was still a normal person at the time and possessed relatively strong mental strength, was also because he was protected by the Blue Silver Domain.

But now it is different. He has passed the Rakshasa Divine Test, and his first martial soul has turned into dark blue silver grass. His fanatical pursuit of the realm he once reached has made him become - desperate.

He felt that as long as he entered the City of Slaughter, it would be like returning home.

"The fallen, the evil soul master... humph!"

Tang San, who entered the Slaughter City through the regular channels, was not stopped. He took the token in his hand and followed the guide, muttering in his heart:

"In the world of soul masters in Douluo Continent, I have probably already become a fallen soul master, an evil soul master. So I might as well just embrace this identity, and then organize the people here to fight against the Spirit Hall!"

Anyway, even if he becomes the God King, he will not forget to place a Holy Spirit Church in the Douluo plane.

Treat it as a pig that brings merit to Shrek Academy.

Speaking of which, the Ye Xishui of ten thousand years later and the current Bibi Dong do have something in common, being caught in a love triangle and having twin martial spirits...

However, Ye Xishui is still a symbiotic organism of light and darkness. Thanks to her second martial soul, the Bright Phoenix, she was able to infuse her precious daughter with soul power after her death!

Evil soul masters are still useful. How can they be killed by everyone as the Spirit Hall says?

Of course he knew the small differences between evil soul masters and fallen ones, but he chose to ignore them.

However, when he walked into the City of Slaughter with excitement, he found that things were not quite the same.

"What is this Holy Night Temple?" He felt uneasy.

The person who led them was Nina, who was beside the King of Slaughter. She said, "It was a force that was established in the City of Slaughter several years ago. I have to say that the person who established this force is a talented person."

"Even I think she is really amazing. She is able to control some of the people in the Slaughter City through her own means. Although she has left the Slaughter City, she has made the Quiet Night Temple the second most powerful force after the Law Enforcement Team in just a few years!"

Tang San's heart became more and more uneasy: "What's the name of this person you are talking about?"

Nina shook her head. "Mr. 5438, you are like an idiot. You should know that there is no such thing as a name in the City of Slaughter. She also has the same identity plate as you, and the number is 1001."

Tang San no longer had time to pay attention to this long string of adjectives. He just felt that the number 1001 seemed a little familiar, like... October 1st?

"After her many victories in the killing field, she also earned a title," Nina said softly, "called—"

Before she finished her words, she saw a group of people rushing towards Tang San.

"This is the enemy of Saint Mi Ye! Brothers, keep a close eye on him! As soon as the twelve-hour protection period is over, arrest him!"

Tang San's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Now they have come to the City of Slaughter, why is the Saint of the Spirit Hall still chasing him?