The huge Haotian Hammer stood in the void, releasing a domineering and incomparable coercion, as if it was the only one in this world!

"Haotian Hammer!!"

Tang San's eyes widened, staring at the Haotian Hammer, which was countless times larger than his father's hammer, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This guy ...... Who the hell is it, and why does he have Haotian Hammer?! ”

Haotian Hammer is the symbol of Haotian Sect, known as the world's first martial soul, only the descendants of Haotian Sect can have it, and people from the outside world will never have Haotian Hammer.

But now, the King of Killing actually released the Haotian Hammer, and it was bigger than his Lao Tzu's hammer, what is going on?

Tang San was confused, not knowing the sudden situation in front of him.

Fang Xuan suddenly said, "It's very simple, because that's your father!" ”

“？？？”

The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, and he glared at Fang Xuan fiercely, thinking that this guy was scolding him again.

Fang Xuan added: "The ...... Grandfather! ”

Tang San: "#¥&*!" ”

The true identity of the King of Slaughter was Tang San's great-ancestor Tang Chen, among the people present, only Fang Xuan knew about it, he kindly told Tang San the truth, but this guy thought that Fang Xuan was scolding him.

In this world, it is difficult to be a good person~

With the passage of time, the appearance of the King of Slaughter has undergone earth-shaking changes, the red eyes that have been covered by blood and hatred have gradually regained their clarity and turned into deep black, and the bewitching blood-colored long hair has turned into black hair and scattered behind him, and even his face has changed to a certain extent!

The former king of slaughter had an evil and hideous face, and now this black-haired man has a very handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his instrument is magnificent, and his whole body is full of heroic righteousness!

Not only that, the huge Haotian Hammer was changing rapidly, and in an instant, it turned into a three-meter-long blood-colored magic sword!

The King of Slaughter's black hair was scattered, his eyes were deep, and his right hand suddenly held the magic sword, and at the moment when he held the magic sword, a terrifying soul power spread out like a volcanic eruption, sweeping through the Liuhe Eight Desolations!

Within a radius of a thousand meters, all the temples and boulders were all turned into ashes, and even Fang Xuan, Tang San, and Hu Liena were directly overturned by this terrifying soul power.

This kind of soul power fluctuation is really terrifying, completely above Title Douluo, this is a power that only gods can have!

"Hahahaha......"

The King of Slaughter shed two lines of blood and tears, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the laughter was full of endless sorrow.

"I won? Or lost? All of this has no meaning to me, and I have fallen into such sins for decades. Shura, what a Shura, I still failed to pass your test after all, this is not a wrong or right, but time and luck! ”

The blood-colored magic sword burned fiercely, as if it was a never-extinguishing flame of anger, and in that mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the black-haired man was in a state of madness, crying bitterly for a while, laughing for a while, which was incomprehensible.

After a long time, the black-haired man gradually recovered from the great joy and sorrow, becoming calm and calm, his starry eyes scanned Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena, and said, "I want to thank you, if it weren't for the three of you, I don't know how long I would have been trapped in this demon body......

"Thank you? The King of Killing is actually thanking people, you are not the King of Killing, who are you? Tang San frowned, scanning the mysterious man in front of him with doubts, the huge Haotian Hammer that appeared just now made him feel confused, and he was very curious about the true identity of this former King of Killing.

"What the hell is going on?!" Hu Liena was also puzzled, and her beautiful eyes stared intently at this transformed king of killing.

Among the three of them, only Fang Xuan was silent, not saying a word, he pillowed his hands, whistling boredly, waiting for Tang San's father's grandfather to introduce himself.

"Who am I? Hahahaha, it's been so long, so long that I can't even remember who I am! ”

The black-haired man's face was full of sorrow, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and two lines of blood and tears flowed, he took a hard breath, mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed: "Back then, for a promise, I traveled all over the thousands of rivers and mountains, looking for a way to become a god, but how difficult it is to become a god, and the insurmountable gap between mortals and gods is not easy to cross?"

If you want to become a god, only the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years can help the top powerhouse become a god in the flesh, but thousands of years are too long, even if it is a Title Douluo, he may not be able to live that long!

Therefore, I chose another path, looking for a position to inherit! ”

After a pause, the black-haired man's eyes flashed with a look of memory, sighed, and continued to state his experience, while Tang San and Hu Liena were immediately attracted by the man's legendary experience, and they all listened to it with relish.

"However, it is not easy to find the inheritance place left by the gods, even if I am invincible at that time, it is difficult to find the relics of the gods. It wasn't until I came to the Killing Capital that I finally felt the breath of the gods, and that was ...... God Shura! ”

"In this world, there are actually two evil gods, one is the Shura God who is in charge of killing, and the other is the Rakshasa God who is in charge of evil thoughts, and this killing capital is the relics of the gods left behind when the two of them transcended the world, I was very happy, and I quickly obtained the approval of the Shura God, and began to carry out the test of the Shura God, because I was already invincible in the mortal world at that time, so the first few god exams were very easy to pass, but later, I gradually lost, my heart was polluted by evil thoughts, and finally parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, It has become the king of slaughter that you are firmly determined to be, no human being, no ghost or ghost!

"It wasn't until I woke up now that I realized that the original Shura God Test was mixed with the breath of the Rakshasa Spirit, not a pure Shura test, it should be a trap left by the Rakshasa God when he was transcendent, not long ago, this young man used that artifact to destroy the blood-red nine-headed Bat King parasitic on my body, I broke free from the predicament, passed the eighth test of the Shura God, and was recognized by the Shura Holy Sword!"

Speaking of this, the black-haired man had mixed feelings, showed a bitter smile, and sighed: "It's a pity that all this is too late......"

"Senpai, who the hell are you?!" Tang San couldn't help but ask.

"My name...... Tang Chen, the third generation of Haotian Sect Master! The dark-haired man said calmly.

"Don... Tang Chen? Sect Master of Haotian Sect, then you are my ......"

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes were red, tears welled up in his eyes, and he walked in front of Tang Chen excitedly, just about to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, but he was kicked away by Fang Xuan.

At this time, Fang Xuan strode in front of Tang Chen, with a pure smile on his face, and said respectfully:

"Senior, hello, I am a disciple of Haotian Sect, Tang Er!"