Papal Palace.

Inside Bibi Dong's dormitory.

"I'll go with you this time."

Bibi Dong's soft voice revealed a bit of concern.

Hearing this, An Ping shook his head.

"You can't help if you go, I'll just go myself, but ......"

An Ping said with a look of distress.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking that if Tang Chen is brought out, who will be the king of killing, it's actually a good thing to have him, the killing capital is also a very important place after all, and having this place is also a natural cage for those evil soul masters."

"Hmm...... This is indeed a problem, once the Killing Capital is destroyed, those degenerate inside will also affect the peace of the continent. Bibi Dong replied, lost in thought.

"Forget it, I'll try to lure him out then." An Ping said, already having some ideas about this matter in his heart.

"Hmm."

Bibi Dong answered softly in Anping's arms.

……

Following.

Outside Wuhun City.

Anpei was alone and Edgeworth headed in the direction of the Killing Capital.

"Let's go see if we can talk about it."

Edgeworth was in mid-air, moving forward at great speed, looking at the scenery that had been going backwards, Anhei thought inwardly.

In a short time, Anping had arrived at the rather familiar town.

An Ping put away the green steel and slowly fell, looked around, the breeze swept across his face, and he felt a little cool.

"It's the same place as before."

Anping walked slowly in the town and couldn't help but sigh.

Anping came to the door of the tavern and raised his hand to push open the wooden door.

A creaking sound sounded.

The eyes of everyone in the tavern focused on An Ping's body, looking at An Ping unscrupulously, looking at An Ping's calm expression and extraordinary temperament, but he didn't dare to provoke.

An Ping walked slowly to the bar.

"Send me in." An Ping said to the bartender.

The bartender just wanted to say something, but saw that An Ping had changed his previous temperament, and a powerful murderous aura gushed out from An Ping's body, and everyone in the entire tavern instantly felt like falling into an ice cave.

"Original...... It turned out to be Lord Killing God, and I will send you in immediately. ”

The bartender is also a person who knows the goods, and he quickly said when he understood Anping's identity as a god-killer.

"Hmmm......"

An Ping hummed softly, and took back the Shura realm, returning to his previous appearance.

The bartender breathed a sigh of relief, leaned under the bar, and turned on the mechanism.

"My lord, please follow me." The bartender said respectfully.

Anping didn't speak, and quietly followed the bartender to the familiar entrance of the cave.

"Next, I won't go deeper, I wish you a good time in it." The bartender flattered.

Anping didn't say anything and jumped towards the entrance of the cave.

After a while, An Ping came to the familiar door and gently pushed it open.

An Ping looked up at the purple moon hanging in the sky, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he and Hu Liena first came here.

"Yo, our God of Killing, Lord Sword Slaughter is back."

The woman's coquettish voice sounded from not far away.

An Ping looked at the black gauze woman who suddenly appeared in front of him and was a little surprised, and he didn't know that the Killing Capital had learned the news of his return.

The woman in the black gauze seemed to see what An Ping was thinking, and said, "Anyone who enters the Killing Capital can feel it by the King of Killing." ”

Thinking that it was the blood-red nine-headed bat king who parasitized Tang Chen, An Ping nodded lightly.

"Take me to the King of Slaughter." Anping said.

"Come with me as you wish." The woman in the black veil said coquettishly and headed in the direction of the city.

An Ping walked behind the black gauze woman, looking at the naked eyes of the fallen people in the city, and couldn't help but sigh, "This place is still the same as before, not much has changed." ”

"This is the killing capital, isn't it?"

Hearing An Ping's sigh, the black gauze woman smiled.

The killing capital was not large, and after a short time, the two of them passed through the outer city, the inner city, and headed towards the innermost castle.

It was the first time that Anping had come to the castle of the Killing King.

An Ping visited the interior of the castle and said with a smile, "He's quite good at enjoying it, this decoration is about to catch up with Wuhun City." ”

Hearing this, the black gauze woman looked serious and said, "Although you are a killing god, after so many years, your strength may have improved greatly, but I still suggest that you maintain the respect you should have for the king of killing, otherwise the identity of the killing god will not be able to keep your surname." ”

An Ping looked at the black gauze woman and didn't refute her words, just chuckled and shook his head.

Coming to the door of a room in the deepest part, the woman in black gauze gently pushed the door open.

"Please, Lord Killing God." The woman in black gauze said softly.

An Ping nodded and walked straight in.

In the dark room, there was not a trace of light, but An Ping could see it clearly, the furnishings in the huge room were very simple, and the King of Slaughter was sitting on the throne with his chin propped up at this time.

The King of Slaughter slowly raised his hand, and with a slight wave of his hand, the room suddenly lit up, and the candles around him were lit.

"Long time no see, young God of Killing, Sword Slaughter."

The majestic voice of the King of Slaughter sounded, and he looked at An Ping, with some solemnity in his eyes.

"I don't know if I should call you the King of Killing, or the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, or Tang Chen?" An Ping chuckled.

Hearing this, Tong Kong, the King of Killing, shrank and was silent for a while, and said, "It seems that you have obtained the inheritance of the gods." ”

"So can you give me the artifact and Tang Chen? Let me pass the test without a hitch, and you too can continue to be your king of the slaughter. Anping smiled.

"Boy, just by your words, you want to sabotage my plan for so many years? It just so happened that you were sent to the door today, and when I kill you, I am slowly wearing down Tang Chen's soul, and the divine position of the Shura God is mine. ”

After speaking, the King of Slaughter slowly got up.

Hearing this, An Ping showed a look of surprise and shook his head, "You are too naïve, even if you kill me and completely merge with Tang Chen's body, you will not be able to become a god." ”

"Oh?"

The King of Slaughter stared at Anping as if waiting for Anping's explanation.

"According to the Shura God, Tang Chen's assessment has already failed, and do you think the god will be deceived by you? After all, you're still the blood-red nine-headed bat king. An Ping said.

Seeing An Ping's expression, the King of Slaughter didn't seem to be lying, but the dependence on Tang Chen's body's strength in his heart, as well as a glimmer of hope for inheriting the divine throne, caused him to be unwilling to believe An Ping.

"It seems that you are not willing to hand over Tang Chen and the Shura Divine Sword."

An Ping saw that the King of Slaughter could understand what was in his heart, and paused, "Let's go." An Ping said.

"Huh?"

"You don't want the capital of the Kills to be destroyed, do you?"

An Ping said that the green steel appeared in his hand, and the nine soul rings around him slowly rhythmed, releasing a powerful sense of oppression.

Looking at the rhythm of the soul ring around An Ping's body, the King of Killing couldn't help but be shocked.

Anping didn't talk nonsense, his footsteps were light, and he flew outside.

Looking at An Ping's back, the King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed slightly, jumped into the air with his feet, and spread his huge bat wings behind his back and flew out with An Ping.

The two flew a few miles outside the town.

"Since you don't want to hand it over obediently, then come on." An Ping played a sword flower, and the tip of the sword pointed at the king of killing.

Anping could feel that the Shura realm engraved on the martial soul was excited, as if he had found the same kind, and Anping even unconsciously gushed out murderous aura.

"Look for death!"

The King of Slaughter condensed a flesh-red murderous aura in mid-air.

The green steel in Anping's hand instantly erupted with gold and white light, and the Shura realm and the green steel realm unfolded at the same time.

The King of Slaughter kicked his feet in the void and let out a huge sonic boom and swung his claws towards Anping.

Just as the claws were about to catch An Ping's face, An Ping instantly dodged sideways and said, "It seems that you can only use Tang Chen's soul power, but the fighting method is still the same as that of a soul beast." ”

An Ping held the Qinggang 1237 Soul Ring in his hand and lit up at the same time, picking up the Qinggang and slashing towards the King of Killing.

I saw that the King of Slaughter's arms condensed soul power, and the gauntlet instantly blocked Anping's green steel.

"It's enough to kill you with a soul beast, but Tang Chen's strong soul power is indeed very useful."

When the two wrestled, the King of Slaughter spoke, and then condensed his strong soul power, stretched out his arms, and repelled An Ping.

The King of Slaughter flapped his wings and rolled up puffs of smoke and dust, and the blood-red realm instantly covered Anping.

"In your human world, soul power is absolute power."

An Ping looked at his suppressed realm in surprise, this is something that has never happened in the hands of Qiandaoliu.

"Your god-killing realm is too tender."

immediately swooped towards Anping.

"The Shura Realm was actually suppressed by the God Killing Realm."

Anping and the King of Slaughter collided in mid-air, and the sound of metal was endless.

With the passage of time, the armor on the King of Slaughter was under the green steel of Anping, and even the protection of some soul power was marked with a lot of traces, and the gauntlet from the arm could already be seen on the arm.

An Ping saw a red light flash in the hand of the King of Killing, and a hammer appeared.

"Have you used the Haotian Hammer, so that you can have a chance to wake up Tang Chen." An Ping saw the hammer in the hand of the King of Slaughter and said secretly.

Immediately, Anping's eighth soul ring flashed red.

"One of the eighth soul skills of the scabbard, bloodthirsty, and the second is berserk."

An Ping clenched the green steel with both hands, and the energy of Gengjin was flourishing.

"Since the murderous aura is not enough, there is no need for the Shura realm to be suppressed."

The golden Gengjin Qi wrapped around Anping, and as Anping's fury opened, the Gengjin Qi slowly dispersed, and the killing realm suppressed Anping.

"Now, we can continue."

Anping pointed at the King of Killing with green steel.

The King of Slaughter looked at An Ping with a solemn look in his eyes, and under the condition that his soul power level and murderous aura were backward, An Ping got rid of his domain suppression.

Anping rushed towards the King of Slaughter with Qinggang in his hand.

The two collided in mid-air, emitting a loud sound.

"Haotian Nine Uniques: Shocking Words."

At the moment of the collision of the sword and the hammer, the Haotian Hammer in the hands of the King of Slaughter sent out a huge concussive force by some means, directly shaking An Ping away.

An Ping controlled the scabbard and held it against his back in mid-air to stabilize his body.

When An stabilized his body, the King of Killing originally wanted to grasp this flaw in An Ping, but he didn't think that Tang Chen in his body would move again, so he had to use his soul power to suppress Tang Chen's soul in his body.

"It seems that the use of martial souls has an impact on him, but I don't have the skills to purify, how can I awaken Tang Chen's soul?" Anping saw the actions of the King of Slaughter in his eyes and thought inwardly.

Anping continued to raise his sword and rush towards the King of Slaughter.

"Tang Chen's soul, you can't suppress it."

The two collided together, and An Ping smiled.

Hearing this, the King of Slaughter had a bad complexion, did not speak, and burst out with greater soul power, wanting to fight quickly, and the powerful soul power shook An Ping away.

Seeing that the King of Killing was using a large amount of soul power, An Ping said towards the King of Killing, "Senior Tang Chen, Senior Bo Saixi is still waiting for you on Seagod Island." ”

As Anping's heart-wrenching words fell.

The King of Slaughter, who was carrying a hammer in mid-air, suddenly had a splitting headache.

The Haotian hammer in his hand disappeared, covering his head with both hands.

"Little ...... West. ”

The King of Slaughter kneeling on the ground was like an ordinary schizophrenic, and the expression on his face was constantly changing.

Looking at the struggling King of Slaughter in front of him, An Ping was also in trouble for a while, he promised Bo Saixi and Haotian Sect not to kill Tang Chen.

"Scarlet Nine-Headed Bat King, I will give you two choices now, obediently listen to my words and hand over Tang Chen, as for the other option, that is, to be buried with Tang Chen." Anping walked towards the King of Killing.

The Killing King didn't answer, just covered his head with his hand.

The King of Slaughter in front of Anping's meeting was raising his hand with difficulty.

"Year...... Light man, take me ...... Go...... See...... Konishi, can you ...... Do...... bar. ”

The King of Slaughter in front of him said with difficulty.

Hearing this, An Ping nodded.

Seeing An Ping nodding, Tang Chen struggled to transport his soul power.

"Tang Chen! Do! You are crazy! A shrill voice came from inside the Killing King.

Just as Tang Chen used his soul power to bombard his dantian, the body of the King of Killing emitted a burst of red light.

The intense pain made Tang Chen have to stop.

An Ping looked at the huge bat wings of the Killing King in front of him, as if he was alive, splitting out of Tang Chen's body, bringing out a large amount of flesh and blood.

"Boy, you won, but let me come out directly like this, Tang Chen's life doesn't know if it can be saved."

The huge blood-red nine-headed bat king left a sentence and flapped his wings and flew towards the killing capital.

An Ping looked at the huge void behind Tang Chen, and hurriedly used the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg soul bone skill.

The Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone flashed with a huge blue light, covering Tang Chen's back, and under the powerful vitality infusion, the bleeding on his back quickly stopped, and it didn't take long for the flesh to grow.

An Ping wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Chen's forehead appeared with the lines of the Shura Divine Sword that were exactly the same as those of Anping, flashing with red light.

Qinggang suddenly appeared in Anping's hands.

"Qinggang?"

An Ping was a little puzzled, he didn't summon Qinggang out, and Qinggang ran out of his body by himself.

Suddenly, An Ping felt a warm feeling on his forehead, and the Shura realm actually opened automatically.

At this time, the Shura mark on Tang Chen's forehead was full of red light.