The palace was spacious, but it was empty inside, and there were no guards for knights.

There are no palace maids or anything.

Inside, there were only a few messengers.

After Tang Hao and Tang San came in, the messengers retreated.

Gave up the spot.

This is the hospitality of the King of Slaughter.

In the depths of the palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a blood-colored robe and wrapped in a large scarlet cloak with a standing collar sat on a high throne.

Pale face, middle-aged.

The hair and eyes are blood-red.

From a distance, it looks like a shadow of blood.

The person sitting on the throne is the master of the Killing Capital, the King of Killing.

Similarly, he is also one of the three major Extreme Douluo in the world, known as Tang Chen, who is invincible on the ground.

He was the most powerful Haotian Douluo in the history of Haotian Sect.

Under the leadership of Tang Chen, Haotian Sect ascended to the throne of the first place in the world.

The two mountains of the Soul Master Realm, together with the Martial Soul Hall Ruling Elder Qiandaoliu, are insurmountable peaks.

After retiring from the Soul Master Realm, Tang Chen was invited by Qiandaoliu to join him on Seagod Island.

During this period, the two fell in love with Poseidon Island's high priest Bo Saixi at the same time.

Bo Saixi chose Tang Chen among the two, but because of his pride, he did not express his favor.

caused Tang Chen to have a misunderstanding and made a promise of "not becoming a god, not returning".

found the inheritance of the Shura God in the Killing Capital, but in the assessment, he was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed Bat King and became the Killing King of the Killing Capital.

Lost in the Killing Capital.

Until now, still lost and not waking up.

"I don't know what Haotian Douluo is coming, what is the so-called matter?"

The King of Slaughter, sitting on the throne, has a steaming cup of Bloody Mary in his hand, and tastes it comfortably.

Even Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent, arrived.

Nor did he feel the slightest bit moved.

Although the arrival of Tang Hao, the killing god, may bring trouble to the killing capital.

But since they have all come, what is there to fear?

What's more, the king of slaughter, is not afraid of anyone.

From this time on, he sat calmly on the main seat, and he didn't even look at Tang Hao directly, which was enough to show the fearless kingly demeanor of the King of Slaughter.

"King of Killing, Tang doesn't want to go around in circles with you, I'm here to ask for an explanation for my son!"

Tang Hao raised his head, held his head high, and looked at the King of Killing.

The voice is cold and domineering, and the robe is windless and automatic.

The aura was domineering, and several messengers not far away were shocked by Tang Hao's aura and couldn't help but retreat.

There was a look of horror on their faces.

Is this already tense before it even starts?

"You...... What do you want to say? ”

The blood-red eyes of the King of Slaughter narrowed slightly, and he drank the bloody Mary in the cup, put the cup aside, turned his head, looked directly at Tang Hao, and said.

The voice was low and sharp, just as cold and domineering.

"Tang wants to ask the King of Slaughter, why did he sacrifice my son with blood.

If it weren't for a special reason, he would have died a long time ago! ”

When Tang Hao said this, his majestic soul power couldn't help but release it.

With a bang, everything around was shattered by the shock.

Several messengers were also shaken away, smashed against the heavy walls, and were smashed to pieces, screaming again and again.

"Useless things, get out of here for this king!"

I saw several messengers being shaken away, and they were still screaming there.

The King of Slaughter's face was displeased, and he scolded several people.

Then, with a wave of his big hand, the majestic soul power slammed into the body of the extremely leading messenger.

shook several people out of the hall at once, smashed out far away, and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Tang Hao came to the door to ask the master for the crime, and the king of killing was very unhappy.

"To be able to be a sacrifice to open the road to hell is a blessing for your son.

What's more, listening to your tone, he is not dead.

Able to survive the Blood Sacrifice, your son, is the first person in the Killing Capital. ”

The King of Slaughter said this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He turned his head to look at Tang San, who was a little cowering behind Tang Hao, and said:

"Your son, is that him?"

Seeing the eyes of the King of Slaughter, Tang Hao's eyes showed a look of struggle.

At this time, Tang San was behind him, cowering, and did not stand up.

He was hiding behind him, looking at the King of Slaughter.

Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao didn't dare to admit that this kid was the son of his Haotian Douluo.

Lose face!

"Respected King of Slaughter, I, I'm Tang San.

He's my dad! ”

But just when Tang Hao hesitated, Tang San grabbed the robe behind Tang Hao with one hand.

Sticking his head to the side.

The other hand shook at the Killing King, a flowery smile.

Somewhat excited, greeting the King of Slaughter.

Feeling Tang San's movements, Tang Hao's face turned pale.

Is this his son or his daughter?

Now Tang San's every move is only for a girl.

Not manly at all.

"Forehead ......"

Tang San was neither male nor female, and greeted the King of Killing.

The latter was stunned and couldn't help but stir up.

Shaking his head, he turned his head, picked up a glass of Bloody Mary again, tasted it, and said:

"Haotian Douluo, you should know the rules of the Killing Capital.

Here, strength is respected, life and death are fate, and everything depends on creation.

Your daughter doesn't have that strength, so don't send her in.

Now that you've sent her in, you should accept all possible accidents.

In the last blood sacrifice, she escaped as one of the Hell's Killing Ground Fallen.

That can only be said that he was lucky.

Now that you've escaped, and you're here.

That king saw that you were also a killing god, so he made an exception for you to take her away from the killing capital. ”

After speaking, the King of Slaughter took a large sip of Bloody Mary, glanced into the corner, and said:

"Send the Killing God out of the Killing City!"

"Yes!"

The order was given, and there was a messenger who received the order, and walked out tremblingly.

Arriving in front of Tang Hao, he bent down and stretched out his hand, wanting to lead Tang Hao out of the palace of the King of Killing.

"Lord Killing God, please!"

Just now, the King of Slaughter has already issued an order to expel the guest.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame Tang for being polite!"

Tang Hao glanced at the messenger who arrived, held his head high, his eyes narrowed slightly, and glanced at the King of Killing.

In the next second, with a bang, a majestic soul power was released.

Peng's voice, the messenger standing beside him was suddenly shocked out by the majestic soul power.

Slammed against the heavy palace walls, accompanied by the sound of several bones breaking, and a terrible howl.

The messenger coughed a few times, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and struggled on the ground a few times, before he stopped moving.

"Woo woo, Daddy......"

Tang San cowered behind Tang Hao, grabbing the latter's clothes with both hands.

There was a look of fear on his face, and tears slipped down his eyes!

I started crying!

"Get out of here, I don't have a son like you!"

Tang Hao was about to rush forward and make a move with the King of Killing!

I didn't expect my son to be such a waste!

He had used his soul power to protect Tang San!

But Tang San still made a terrible appearance.

It's a shame for him!

Tang Hao was furious, and his soul power was shocked!

Peng's voice shook Tang San upside down and flew out!

An upside-down onion smashed into the dung pit dedicated to the King of Slaughter!

With your legs out, you're struggling like crazy!

Bury your head in the dung pit, whoa, whoa, wow, show breathholding!

Seeing this, Tang Hao snorted coldly!

Completely disappointed in this son!

He didn't bother to pay attention to it, his feet collapsed, and he rushed towards the King of Slaughter!