The pitch-black sword body shone brightly, and the cold killing aura instantly broke through the soul power barrier laid by the two Extreme Douluo together.

This powerful momentum directly penetrated the Forbidden God Stone, which was thousands of meters deep, and blatantly broke through the ground and shot into the sky.

In the Killing Capital, whether it was the degenerate who were fighting for lust, the law enforcement squad, or the researchers, soldiers, and construction workers who were working and patrolling, their eyes widened and they looked in horror at the location of the cultivation room where the four people were.

The Sword of Assasin has completely changed its appearance.

Unlike Tang Chen's Shura Demon Sword in the original book, Zhu Zhuqing's Shura Sword is not a two-meter-long knight's heavy sword, but a chivalrous long sword similar to the Huaxia Sword.

Even if the appearance is different, the blood-red pattern on the sword body will not lie, and the super artifact aura emitted cannot be faked.

This is definitely the real Shura Sword.

Zhu Zhuqing stretched out his hand and wanted to hold it, but was stopped by Xia Ling.

"Zhuqing, don't be busy. Restore your soul power and spiritual power first, and then use the method I taught you to sacrifice blood. ”

Xia Ling, who knows the original work, knows that Shura's divine power is very domineering, completely different from the gentleness of the sea god's divine power and angelic divine power.

With Zhu Zhuqing's current state of bottoming out both soul power and spiritual power, the first time he mastered the Shura Sword, he was easily injured by backlash.

Zhu Zhuqing was very obedient, sat down on the spot without the slightest hesitation, and began to recover.

Qiandaoliu retracted his two realms, looked at Zhu Zhuqing on the ground and muttered:

"What kind of ecstasy did you kid pour on her to make her believe in you so much? Earlier, you stabbed it immediately after you finished speaking, without the slightest hesitation, and she was not afraid of exploding. I really doubt that if you let this little girl named Zhuqing draw her sword and cut the Pope, she won't ask why. ”

"You're sick in the head, aren't you? Why did the Heavenly Spirit let Zhuqing cut me? ”

"Ahem, I'm just giving an example......"

Xia Ling blinked innocently and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was meditating with a smile.

"Sincerity for sincerity, probably this is trust."

More than half an hour later, Zhu Zhuqing returned to his peak state.

She bit the tip of her tongue and forced out a drop of essence blood, which shot straight into the fused Shura sword.

A large number of symbols fused with soul power and spiritual power were also shot into the Shura Sword with a special handprint, causing it to hum continuously.

The Sword of Assasin was originally a weapon that she had been nurturing in her body day and night for three years, and it had long been like a command.

Now it's just a re-cultivation to completely wipe away the sense of estrangement that belongs to the divine power of Shura.

This process can be called the simplest artifact in the history of Douluo Continent to recognize the master, and there is no one.

Because she herself is the owner of the predecessor of this Shura sword, she is still very closely connected.

Now that she has been upgraded with her own realm forging, she can return to her previous level after a while of simple adaptation.

The connection between the two will even continue to deepen.

After finishing a set of sacrificial techniques, Zhu Zhuqing stretched out her right hand forward, and the Shura sword "slammed" with a sword sound, and the sound fell into her hand.

While Zhu Zhuqing was holding the Shura Sword in his right hand, a red light penetrated the layers of barriers from above and shot straight at Zhu Zhuqing's forehead, leaving the mark of a sword.

The long river of blood in the Killing Capital began to boil, and a huge amount of killing qi and bloody qi frantically poured into this cultivation room.

The target is Zhu Zhuqing and the newly formed Shura Sword in her hand.

In the distance, the sleeping chamber of the King of Slaughter.

A red glow tore and peeled away from the Killing King's body in the screams of the Killing King.

If you look closely, it is the phantom of the Shura Demon Sword.

This phantom disintegrated into the most primordial Shura divine power in just a few seconds, and rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing's direction.

Everyone in the Killing Capital couldn't help but head towards the place where the killing aura condensed.

The King of Slaughter suddenly felt that he no longer seemed to be the first authority in the Killing Capital, and even the killing field on his body had a tendency to be unstable. (The King of Slaughter is indeed a killing realm, not a killing god)

In his head, a cold voice sounded.

"The eighth test of Shura, mastering the Shura Demon Sword, failed. Deprive the Shura Divine Sword Sword Soul, strip the identity of the inheritor of the Shura God, and retain the killing domain. ”

Between the killing aura and the red light, the blood-red divine sword on Zhu Zhuqing's forehead bloomed with brilliant light, spreading down from her forehead like silk and flowing through her whole body.

Everywhere she passed, Zhu Zhuqing felt that her body that had been transformed by fairy grass and soul bones had been strengthened again, and the power of Shura, which seemed incomparably terrifying to others, had completely fused with her body.

The same cold and majestic, but with a hint of expectation, sounded in Zhu Zhuqing's head.

"Shura's first test, Shura Sword. Obtain and preliminarily control the Shura Sword in any way, and pass the test. Faced with the opportunity at his fingertips, he didn't kill much, and with the help of his partner, he successfully forged the prototype of the artifact by himself, and his heart was good. At the end of the first exam, the affinity of the Shura God increased by five percent, and the overall is currently five percent. ”

The sense of power that spread throughout his body made Zhu Zhuqing feel extremely wonderful, and even his six senses were enhanced a lot.

The red light on Zhu Zhuqing's body lasted for about five minutes.

When the Killing City was finally quiet, and the river of blood stopped boiling, the red glow of the Excalibur on her forehead disappeared and reverted to the form of an imprint.

Zhu Zhuqing's entire body was strengthened by the power of Shura again.

The spiritual power and soul power previously consumed in the sacrifice also returned to their peak.

The light had just dimmed, and the four of them thought that this was the end of the matter, but the red Excalibur brand flashed red again.

"Zhuqing, are you alright?"

Zhu Zhuqing reached out and touched the red light that flashed on his forehead, and said:

"The self-proclaimed Shura God Divine Consciousness told me that I had completed the first Shura exam, and the affinity of the Shura God had increased by five percent. After that, the second test of Shura, the path of Shura, was arranged. Deeply grasp the Shura Sword and Shura realm, use the transformation of murderous qi freely, and cultivate to the Soul Saint realm within five years. ”

Xia Ling, Qiandaoliu, and Bibi Dong exchanged glances with each other, and they all looked at each other a little.

This Shura god seems to have a little bit of ......

Urgent?

Whether it is the God of Destruction, the Rakshasa God, the Sea God, or the God of Angels, there has never been a second test that requires promotion to a certain stage of cultivation within a few years.

It felt as if he was urging Zhu Zhuqing to speed up the exam.

The content of this second test is not necessarily too simple.

What's even more outrageous is that no god's divine test requires the inheritor to master the inheritance artifact in the first test.

Even the Seagod gave the Seagod Trident to Tang San in the seventh test.

The front just gave a life-saving Hanhai Qiankun cover.

Oh yes.

Except for Angel God.

This guy left the Angel Holy Sword in the Martial Spirit Hall before he ascended, and each generation of thousands of families can use it directly.

Shura God ......

Are you in such a hurry to retire?

This is even more urgent than that Poseidon guy.

What exactly is in the mind of the Shura God, the four of them don't know.

But what was going on in the mind of this guy who came to the door with a constipated face, Xia Ling's heart was clear.

There are a lot of things to say inside and out, but in the final analysis, it's actually just one sentence.

Tang Chen, I'm going to wake up!

The detachment of the Shura Demon Sword, which was only one step away from the complete body, not only took away a large part of the Shura divine power, but also the evil thought left by the Rakshasa God at that time to prevent Tang Chen from completing the eighth exam.

At the beginning, it was only by relying on this evil thought that the Scarlet Nine-headed Bat King had the opportunity to take away and suppress Tang Chen, whose spiritual power had already reached the Divine Yuan Realm.

The spiritual power of the Divine Yuan Realm and the dual soul cores were the basic requirements for breaking through the Limit Douluo, and Tang Chen naturally had them.

If it weren't for the Rakshasa God's encouragement, just relying on the spiritual power of the blood-red nine-headed bat king's own weak chicken, trying to take away Tang Chen would be tantamount to a fool's dream.

Now that the suppression of Rakshasa evil thoughts was missing, Tang Chen's own consciousness had not been exhausted in the past few decades.

As a result, Tang Chen had already launched a continuous counterattack in the sea of spirits, trying to snatch back his body.

Even if Tang Chen's spiritual power had fallen into the tug-of-war for decades and had fallen back to the Spirit Realm, it would not be something that the weak chicken of the King of Slaughter could resist.

Soon his defenses were broken down layer by layer.

In other words, this b can't hold on, but he doesn't want to die

He had seen in Tang Chen's memory that Qiandaoliu and Tang Chen were not very good at dealing with the two of them.

No, when he was desperate, he came to the Wuhun Hall for help.

Zhu Zhuqing was stepping up his cultivation in the cultivation room reinforced by the Summer Spirit and the Two Extremes, and Bibi Dong and Qiandaoliu were also meditating and recovering.

After hearing about the Killing King's intentions, Xia Ling received him very warmly and expressed deep sympathy for his painful experience.

"Tang Chen woke up, this is indeed a very sad story, and I deeply regret it."

Xia Ling said.

The King of Slaughter was dumbfounded when he heard it.

No?

Don't mind, buddy!

Don't be sorry!

Help me!

He bowed ninety degrees very sincerely and asked: "Your Highness, please save me, I can serve the Martial Spirit Hall in the future, and the entire killing capital is the back garden of the Martial Spirit Palace." ”

"Sounds good, and I do have the power to save you, but I'm not interested in your offer."

"Your Highness, why is that?"

Xia Ling pointed to the position behind him with his thumb.

"You don't know yet, do you? In the future, the place of the Killing Capital will be under the control of my daughter-in-law, she is now the heir of the Shura God, and the Killing Capital is originally the territory of our Martial Spirit Palace. ”

The face of the King of Slaughter changed in a flash.

The cold sweat couldn't stop flowing out.

It turned out that it was the original Shura realm in Tang Chen's body that was torn out from his body before?

That is to say......

"You're right, you're no longer the king of the kills, big bat. When everyone only has the God Killing Domain, your Killing Domain is half a level higher than everyone else, and you are naturally the first authority. But your killing realm is still subject to suppression, restraint, and even obedience in front of the Shura realm. ”

Just when the King of Killing was thinking about everything, how did he expect that the summer spirit would turn around.

"However, it is not impossible to save you, but it depends on whether you are happy or not."

The King of Slaughter raised his head sharply, his eyes shining with hope.

"Your Highness, please speak! I can agree to any conditions! Just help me! ”

"Join the Spirit Palace, accept my control, and obey my orders. While I keep you alive, you remain the uncrowned king of the Killing Capital. ”

"I join, I join."

He didn't even think about it, and directly agreed.

"So simply? You don't think about it anymore? There's no going back. Once I do it, your life and death will be all in my thoughts. ”

Xia Ling asked with a smile.

The King of Slaughter smiled wryly.

"Your Highness, don't tease me. Once Tang Chen breaks through my mental limit, then I will die immediately. You do it, I can still live well. Don't you humans have such a saying? It is better to die than to live, and life and wisdom are not easy to come by. I finally broke free from the shackles of Hell Road, and I didn't want to die like this. ”

"Okay, you just have this consciousness yourself. It's also uncomfortable for me to look at you, I'll help you solve Tang Chen's problem first. ”

Summer Ling beckoned to him and motioned for him to sit cross-legged in front of him.

At this time, the King of Slaughter couldn't take care of so much, and his spiritual power was almost unable to support it.

Summer sat down cross-legged facing him and placed her hands on the temples on either side of the other's mind.

The Third Divine Eye slowly opened, providing him with spiritual blessings.

If it comes to the realm of spiritual power, Xia Ling may not be as strong as Tang Chen.

But in terms of the quality of spiritual power, Xia Ling will definitely kill him in seconds.

If Tang Chen's spiritual power is a hundred catties of pork, then Xia Ling's divine sense is a fifty catties machete made of stainless steel.

It is clear at a glance which is superior and which is inferior.

Summer Spirit's divine consciousness easily entered the devastated spiritual sea of the Killing King.

In it, a blood-red miniature bat is struggling to prop up in front of a small red man armed with a sledgehammer.

Judging from the physiognomy, this villain is the embodiment of Tang Chen's soul and spirit.

"Tang Chen?"

Summer Ling called him tentatively.

The red villain was suddenly affected by these two words, and his subordinates' movements were obviously slower.

"Who's calling the old man?"

A fierce mental fluctuation appeared in his perception.

Xia Ling's divine consciousness was formless matter that penetrated into the sea of spirits, and Tang Chen could only sense that someone was calling his name, but he couldn't see the figure.

"Could it be that the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God have not been dissipated?"

Tang Chen muttered to himself, and once again accelerated the pace of the attack, and the blood-red bat of the hammer scurried with his head in his arms.

Summer Spirit didn't continue to respond.

The emblem of justice on his forehead shone brightly, and he followed the ancestral tip of the King of Slaughter's eyebrows, silently using shock and soul judgment on Tang Chen.

The two attacks instantly penetrated the sea of spirits and accurately hit the menacing Tang Chen.

The little red man immediately let out a mental fluctuation similar to a scream, and even the hammer in his hand showed signs of flying away.

I'm sorry, Tang Chen.

A vast divine consciousness gushed out, filling the entire spiritual sea of the Killing King.

The transparent color divine consciousness instantly tightened in the next second, forming a spiritual barrier similar to a cage, firmly trapping the red villain that Tang Chen had revealed.

Several formations condensed with spiritual power appeared, reinforcing the entire cage again.

Tang Chen, who was trapped inside, frantically pounded the sturdy cage with a small hammer.

But it didn't move, and it was far stronger than he had imagined.

Even if Tang Chen used the Ninety-Nine to One in the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method, he couldn't shake half of it.

"Damn! Damn it! Damn Rakshasa God! I, Tang Chen, will kill you! ”

The irritable mental fluctuations resounded through the sea of spirits, and then they were directly suppressed by the summer spirit thoughts, and no sound came out.