"What do you mean by that?" Tang San's brows furrowed.

"King Shura, you must know that this world is not fair." The King of Slaughter picked up Bloody Mary and shook it, "The Hellbringer was able to enter the path to Hell because there was a Killing God behind her, and the Killing God behind you, as far as I know, is dead. ”

Tang San's complexion suddenly changed, and he became gloomy.

"You should be glad that after exposing the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul for so long, this seat has never informed the Martial Spirit Hall of your existence and informed another killing god, this is the gift of this seat." The King of Slaughter continued, "And the bounty comes at a price. ”

Tang San clenched his fists and looked up at the King of Killing, "What do you want from me?" ”

The King of Slaughter smiled, "King Shura, I can grant you the title of God of Killing without exception, and give you the right to freely enter and leave the Killing City so that you can obtain the Soul Ring." Moreover, I salute you to become the guest secretary of the Killing Capital, and your status is only below me. And the price, of course, is allegiance. ”

After speaking, his figure flashed in front of Tang San, "Die in the Killing Capital, or be loyal, you don't have the right to choose." ”

Seeing Tang San's fists clenched, his face was red, and he dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, the smile on the face of the King of Slaughter was even worse. After many years of being the King of Slaughter, what he likes to see most is that the so-called human demons are degrading step by step, and finally succumbing to fate.

In the next second, he raised his hand suddenly, grabbed Tang San's head with his thick five fingers, and at the same time controlled his body with his strong strength.

"Ahhh

"Hmph, if you weren't still useful, how would this seat allow you to be presumptuous!" In the divine realm, the Rakshasa God snorted coldly.

Looking at it again, Tang San was already half-kneeling at the feet of the King of Slaughter.

"Very well, King Shura, from today onwards, you are the second king of my Killing Capital." Looking at Tang San, who had been successfully parasitized by his own descendant, the King of Slaughter smiled, and his figure flashed back to the main seat, "Now, you can go out at any time." ”

"If you want to continue to participate in the Hell Killing Fields after you come back, this seat will not stop you, including breaking through the Hell Road after Yum."

The evil thoughts on Tang San's body were heavier than he had imagined, they were an excellent nourishment for its parasite, perhaps, it was not a bad thing to obtain the God Killing Realm through the Hell Road. Perhaps, in the future, he can inherit the divine position and become a god with the help of Tang San's body. Tang Chen's own strength is strong, and his spiritual will is also strong, he has not been able to win it perfectly for many years, and Tang San in front of him is not necessarily.

As long as Tang San participated in the divine examination and was noticed by him, he would be able to take away his body one step ahead of the gods.

In his thoughts, he waved his hand and threw out a blood-colored token.

Tang San quickly took it, stood up with an indifferent expression, looked up at the King of Killing, and turned straight to leave.

"Anger, resentment, ha, in the end are just my nourishment." The King of Slaughter watched Tang San leave with a calm face.

After a while, Tang San walked out of the main hall with a gloomy face, his fingertips pressed against his eyebrows, he could feel that something was lodged in the soul bone, a bit like the Southern Xinjiang Gu worm he had learned about in the sect in his previous life. Undoubtedly, this is what the King of Slaughter used to restrain him.

"Strength, I need strength now! Only with strength can all obstacles be removed! Thinking like this, he glanced back at the main hall, his eyes were cold, "King of Killing, you already have a way to take death, wait!" ”

"Let's go to the nearest Sunset Forest to get the soul ring first, and break the shackles of cultivation." With a cold face, he strode towards the city gate.

In the dead of night, Tang San walked out of the passage and came to the outside world, without much delay, and hurried quickly.

Many days later, the sunset forest.

"The Crypt Demon Spider Emperor, which is just over 50,000 years old, can fully carry it with my current physical strength, and it is just right to use it as the first soul ring of the Haotian Hammer." Tang San's eyes flashed, he took out the poison-smearing secret weapon from the soul guide, and used the terrain to start attacking.

You don't need to be close, you have the wisdom skull skill poison change, and with the eight spider spears containing poison and the extremely skillful manipulation and hidden weapon methods that have been cultivated in the killing capital, you can stab the eyes, joint membranes and other vulnerable parts at a distance.

"Bang!" It took two quarters of an hour to finally consume the Crypt Demon Bead Emperor to death.

stepped forward and began to absorb the soul ring, the process was quite smooth, and after a few hours, he successfully absorbed it without feeling much discomfort.

"Finally level 70." Opening his eyes and feeling the growth of soul power in his body, Tang San's face was calm.

In the next second, a purple mark suddenly appeared on his forehead, and the light flickered.

The cold, terrifying, tyrannical, and other evil thoughts instantly invaded Tang San's mind, and the world in his eyes changed suddenly, and a green space was imprinted on the pupil.

In the center, there is a woman in armor wrapped in green mist, with a bewitching figure and a terrifying breath.

"Tang San, do you want to gain strength?" A cold female voice came from all directions.

"Who are you!?" Tang San's body tensed instantly, and at this moment, he only felt like an ant.

"This Rakshasa God!" The Rakshasa God's voice was faint, as if it had infinite temptation, "This seat asks you again, Tang San, do you want to gain power?" ”

"The power of revenge, the power to subvert the world, the power of the king of slaughter and the like like the power of ants!"

God? Tang San frowned slightly, he had heard the legend of the Soul Master Realm's hundred-level godhood. According to the black-gauzy woman beside the King of Slaughter, the Killing Capital was left behind by a hundred-level god-becoming powerhouse before leaving this world.

Could it be the one in front of you?

He could feel the strange feeling in the center of his eyebrows disappearing, undoubtedly the so-called God's handiwork in front of him.

This kind of power is indeed powerful!

Strength, strength, I do need strength, I need the power to purge all enemies of the power of my heart.

"I do!" It seems to be an instinctive exit.

"If you want to inherit the throne of the gods, you must pass the nine assessments given by this seat." The faint voice rose again, "The Rakshasa God Nine Exams, the first exam, the road to hell is cleared, and the time limit is one year." As the words fell, his vision suddenly changed, and his eyes changed back to the forest scene.

"Hallucinations?" Looking at Zhou's familiar environment, Tang San's brows furrowed.

He felt the strangeness inside his eyebrows again, and the restrictions imposed on him by the King of Slaughter were still there.

"Either way, you have to give it a try. I had no choice but to break free from the Killing King's grasp. Thinking like this, he turned his head to look at the corpse of the Crypt Demon Spider Emperor.

"It's a pity that I didn't drop the soul bones." With a low mutter, the eight spider spears behind him suddenly unfolded.

Stab into the corpse of the Crypt Demon Spider Emperor.

After a while, continue to speed towards the depths of the forest.

After a few hours, he hid among the branches of a tree and looked ahead, his eyes flickering.

"The ghost vine that is close to 60,000 years old happens to be the seventh soul ring of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul." Thinking like this, he swooped forward.

After an hour, after several trips, the ghost vine that could not move was finally ground to death.

Tang San jumped to the root of the tree, sat cross-legged, summoned the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and began to pull the soul ring.

With the operation of the soul power in the body, the black soul ring was suddenly pulled, and the violent energy immediately entered the body.

Just in the blink of an eye, the meridians were stretched out, blood appeared, and the pain of piercing the heart spread throughout the body. The Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit in his hand trembled continuously, faintly collapsing.

"How so?!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain and accelerated the operation of the improved version of Xuantian Gong, and his thoughts flew.

"Is it because of the forcible breaking of the shackles of the martial soul?" He couldn't help but think of Yu Xiaogang, who couldn't break the shackles with his savings for several years, and the difficulty could be imagined.

"Also, the physical body has reached its limit." Only then did he realize that he had only absorbed two soul bones.

A wisdom skull, an external soul bone, a torso bone that greatly increases the physical body, and there is not a single one of the limb bones on the body.

Although devouring life can also increase the strength of the physical body, it is obviously not as fast as directly absorbing high-age soul bones.

"Damn! Tortured and killed two soul beasts that had cultivated for more than 50,000 years in succession and failed to drop the soul bone, otherwise, why would I be like this! Resentment inexplicably rose in his heart, and his teeth were bloody, "I must survive it, otherwise, I will only explode and die!" ”

"Rubbish!" In the divine realm, the Rakshasa God snorted coldly.

If she wasn't in a hurry to pass on the divine position, she would definitely not choose to pass on the divine position to Tang San, it was really too wasteful. However, thinking of Tang San's identity, as well as the already thin bloodline in his body that belonged to the Blue Silver Emperor.

It seems that sparse is not normal.

As the Blue Silver Emperor was born to humans, it stands to reason that at least half of the blood in his body belongs to the Blue Silver Emperor.

Could it be him? couldn't help but think of Yang Yunhai, the hatred between the two was not small, and they had fought many times before.

She still knew Yang Yunhai's first few soul skills, after all, Bibi Dong was once her god heir.

The forehead was blue and vulture, and she was angry when she thought of Bibi Dong.

After a little rectification, he felt the situation in Tang San's body through his divine thoughts, his eyes flashed slightly, "Tang San's practice of this strange technique seems to have the effect of fusing bloodlines, and the bloodlines in his body are already quite mixed. That being the case, it is better to base it on the vigorous Blue Silver Emperor bloodline."

With that in mind, tap your fingertips.

(End of chapter)