Seeing Tang San's figure disappear into the hole, Tang Hao, who was hiding somewhere in the tavern, slowly walked out, quietly looked at the big hole on the ground for dozens of seconds, raised his head, glanced at the two waiters in the tavern who were the only two alive besides him, and after scaring the two of them into weakness of their legs, he strode forward and jumped into the big hole.

Although he entered the same big hole, his Tang Hao's destination was different from Tang San's.

After Tang Hao left, the killing smell that permeated the tavern gradually dissipated, leaving a strong and pungent smell of blood, the two waiters were from the killing capital, so they naturally would not be disgusted by the smell of blood, the smell of blood in the room was their excitement and excitement.

However, the two of them were never excited, because they both recognized the identity of the sloppy man just now, although it was only a slight glance, but they both saw an extremely familiar face, even if that face turned to ashes, they could recognize it!

That was one of the only two remaining killing gods in the Killing Capital, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!

The God of Killing through the Hell Road can use soul skills within the scope of the City of Killing, which poses a serious threat to the City of Killing, and there are instructions that have been passed down through the ages in the City of Killing: The God of Killing is coming, and the disaster of hell is a disaster. Every time the killing god appeared, it was to stir up the killing capital and suffer heavy damage.

And as the grassroots personnel of the Killing Capital, they naturally firmly remembered the appearance of the Killing God, after all, it was all about life, Tang Hao and another Killing God with a peerless appearance were remembered by the Killing Capital staff together.

It took a while for the two waiters to come to their senses.

"It's him! Kill God Tang Hao!" The waiter on the left trembled and said, "What are we going to do? How did he come back! It's the first time in so many years!"

The other waiter exhaled deeply, suppressed the fear in his heart, and pretended to be calm, "Calm down! We don't need to worry."

"As for us little shrimps, those big people don't want to pay attention to us, we just have to report it, and the killing god will be handed over to the troubles above."

"That's right."

"Let's go, let's go, this tavern is ruined, let's go somewhere else."

......

In a palatial palace within the Killing Capital.

A tall figure was sitting on an extraordinarily large chair, which was inlaid with countless red and blue crystals, and upon closer inspection, the red crystals actually outlined the shape of a skeleton.

The tall man shook the wine glass in his hand pleasantly, and the dark red liquid flowed with his movements, and from time to time it dripped dark red liquid, which seemed to contain a breathtaking substance.

Next to her was a cold-faced beauty with a fiery figure, holding a treasure bottle in her arms, and from time to time tilting the dark red liquid into the tall man's wine glass.

"It's delicious." The tall man took a sip of the dark red liquid in the wine glass, squinted his eyes and said, "It's really worthy of being a person who can win sixty-five games, the blood is really delicious, and the aftertaste is endless."

"Great King." The cold-faced beauty said, "There are quite a few, do you want to continue drinking?"

The tall man waved his hand and put the wine glass in his hand aside, "No, this delicacy is rare, I haven't drunk it for many years, keep it and taste it slowly." ….

"Yes, my great King." The cold-faced beauty bent down slightly and said.

At this time, a red light shot out and entered the head of the cold-faced beauty, and the cold-faced beauty paused slightly.

Sensing the movement of the cold-faced beauty, the tall man asked, "What's wrong, what's going on?"

Shaking her head, the cold-faced beauty said to the tall man, "Great King, one of our strongholds has been uprooted."

"Oh." The chair turned slowly, and the person sitting was the king of the Killing Capital, the King of Killing.

Suddenly, a strange aura came, ruining the beautiful and ordinary life of the King of Slaughter.

The Killing King's face changed drastically, and he strode forward, smashed directly through the wall, and came to the outside of the house, staring at a certain place, "You can't be wrong, that disgusting aura is here again, damn it! It's really a lot of trouble!"

Cold-faced beauty

The woman ran to the edge of the hole and said to the King of Slaughter, "Great King, what's the matter? Could it be that the Martial Spirit Hall tore up the contract and attacked us?"

"Humph!" The King of Slaughter said, "That's not true, but it's countless times more disgusting than it, that guy Tang Hao has appeared!"

"What! Tang Hao!" The cold-faced beauty exclaimed.

At this time, another red light shot into the mind of the cold-faced beauty, and the cold-faced beauty said with a gloomy face: "Great King, news has come again, the person who destroyed our small stronghold is the person brought by Tang Hao, and that person has entered the killing capital!"

"Bastard! If this is his house!" The King of Slaughter waved his arms angrily, not minding the soul power that emanated from him plowing the earth into a Dao Great Rift, "It's already a great gift for him to be able to take away the God Killing Realm, and he plans to have another one!" Don't even think about it!"

"Great King, do you want us to kill that man?" The cold-faced beauty said coldly.

Seeing that he sensed the Killing King's attempt, Tang Hao's aura suddenly became erratic, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the north, mysterious, reminding the Killing King not to look at him, to think about how much he could bear by his people!

"No need!" The King of Slaughter raised his hand and said, "Just let him come, a hundred battles are not so easy to complete!" But not everyone has the same good luck as Tang Hao!"

"Even if he completes a hundred games, he will definitely not be able to pass the road to hell!"

Tang Hao's aura completely disappeared into the Killing Capital, as if he had never been here.

The King of Slaughter returned to the room with a gloomy face, and said to the cold-faced beauty, "Stand down."

"But—" The cold-faced beauty wanted to say something.

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light had already shot out from the eyes of the King of Slaughter, and the King of Killing said with a murderous face, "Didn't you understand my words, or did you not understand the words, I said you step down, understand."

"Understood, understood." The cold-faced beauty left tremblingly.

"Humph!" The King of Slaughter came to a mirror, and his head suddenly cracked slowly, revealing a pale old face, "When I completely digest this guy, I will be able to attack with all my strength, and then I will kill Tang Hao!"

The two eyes on the split head looked at the old face in the middle from both sides, "I remember that Tang Hao is your junior, it's really enviable."

"Don't worry, I will retain some of your consciousness, I will let you see the death of your outstanding juniors, I will kill all your clansmen, look forward to it, Tang Chen!"

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