The King of Killing and Tang Hao both looked at the pink soul ring in some surprise, they could feel that it was the soul ring of a 100,000-year soul beast but they couldn't say it, that soul was more gentle than the ordinary 100,000-year soul ring.

The King of Slaughter was a little looking forward to the soul technique of the 100,000-year soul ring launched by Tang Xi, but the playful gaze in Tang Xi's eyes made the King of Killing a little wrong.

A huge peony flower bloomed behind Tang Xi, but it was the fourth 10,000-year soul ring flickering.

The peony flowers gradually bloomed in mid-air, and the golden light became more and more intense with the blooming of the peony flowers.

"Healing of the Light!"

Tang Xi's fourth soul technique was given by the Angel God, and it was a light that could heal any pain.

The holy light stung the eyes of the Slayer King, and he flailed his wings in horror to cover the light.

Behind the King of Slaughter, a blood-red figure was ripped out, and blood-red black mist constantly surrounded it.

What appeared in the black mist was no longer the figure of the King of Killing, but a tall middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes, but a handsome appearance and deep eyes.

This was Tang Chen's true appearance, but his eyes were still blood-red at this time.

Tang Hao was shocked when he saw that familiar appearance, it was... Grandfather!

It's just that the blood-red figure behind Tang Chen turned into a blood-red nine-headed bat king with a huge body.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king Ang Tian roared angrily, "You dare to play tricks on me!! ”

Tang Hao's eyes suddenly sharpened, a soul beast that can speak, it is possible to cultivate for more than 100,000 years!

At that moment, the peony flowers in mid-air dissipated instantly, but Tang Xi was viciously crushed to the ground by a coercion this time.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king flew towards Tang Xi with its three-meter-long wings, and pressed Tang Xi's body with his claws.

"Ahhhh

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and visible, and Tang Hao almost subconsciously wanted to rush forward with anger, but Tang Chen summoned the Haotian Hammer with red eyes to block in front of him, obviously he was controlled.

Tang San fell in the corner and watched as the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King pressed against his favorite sister with its sharp claws.

At that moment, helplessness, anger, and despair filled his heart over and over again, but his body couldn't move at all, there were many fractures in his body, and pain had already covered his whole body, but the heartache tortured Tang San's mind over and over again.

"Xiaoshio..."

Tang San's hoarse voice shouted out this desperate sound, and tears continued to flow out.

Tang Xi endured the severe pain but couldn't stand up, a dark golden black mist was suddenly released from Tang Xi's body, and the blood-red nine-headed bat king was instantly knocked away dozens of meters.

Tang Xi had already stood up, and the dark golden black mist approached Tang Xi affectionately in the palm of his hand.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king trembled all over, and he could feel the terrifying power on the black mist, which was a force that was even more terrifying than the Shura God.

Although the dark golden light seemed to be very weak, as long as that black mist attacked him, he would definitely die here!!

Tang Xi smiled faintly, but there was bottomless indifference in his eyes, "One percent of the attack of the God of Destruction, can you dodge it?" ”

Tang Xi reluctantly smashed this black mist into the body of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, and it howled in horror, "No! No! Don't you want my 100,000-year soul ring and soul bones? ”

(End of chapter)