Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 115 Tang San's Good Friday

So he kicked his feet hard, exhausted the last of his strength, his whole body was like a bow and arrow off the string, instantly flew up and then fell towards the cliff.

After the earth king arrived, he stood on the edge of the bottomless cliff, watching the food escape from under his nose, reluctantly leaving.

Hollow, nothingness.

Tang San felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

He cannot feel his own body, nor his state, let alone the passage of time.

".Where is this?"

Tang San didn't know.

"Praise suffering, the beginning of the sublimation of all souls, praise suffering."

In a daze, a voice seemed to come from high heaven, the voice of hesitation and panic resounded deep in Tang San's mind.

The next moment, Tang San felt as if he was being attached by countless thorns, or whipped by countless vines, boundless pain came.

It is not only the pain from the body, but also the pain from the soul, which is countless times more painful than the so-called torture.

"Ahhhh!"

The severe pain made Tang San growl, his consciousness gradually collapsed in the pain.

Once in Tangmen, he chose to jump off the cliff because he was afraid of the cruel torture, but he didn't expect that after jumping off the cliff this time, he would enjoy this kind of pain that was more terrible than torture.

Is this retribution?
"Am I going to die?"

Scenes of the past echoed in his mind, Tang Hao opened his eyes in his arms, the old Jack in the village, that greasy teacher, the deceitful Shrek, the pictures in his mind gradually turned gray, until a red man with scorpion braids Qianying appeared quietly.

"No! I can't die, my Xiao Wu is still waiting for me to save!"

A powerful perseverance appeared out of thin air, pulling Tang Sansheng back from the brink of soul collapse.

Tang San struggled to resist this unbearable severe pain for normal humans, his consciousness was like a flat boat, drifting with the waves in the sea of ​​suffering, if he was not careful he would be submerged by the waves.

Finally, the pain receded like a tide.

Tang San felt that he was lying on a hard and cold stone slab, and the piercing chill soaked through his bones.

He raised his heavy eyelids with difficulty.

"This is here?"

He looked at the surrounding situation, it was a strange place, the sky was gray, and the surroundings were also shrouded in gray fog.

"Welcome to the place where suffering gathers, young people who have suffered a lot." A cold mechanical voice suddenly entered Tang San's ears.

"who are you?"

Tang San was startled, wanted to get up, but found himself unable to move.This situation where the body was out of his control made Tang San extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Tang San felt that his body seemed to recover a little strength, he stood up with support, the pain he experienced before seemed to be an illusion, and the wounds on his body had disappeared.

"This is the inheritance place of the God of Suffering. I am the manager here. You can call me Thorn."

The mechanical voice seemed to come from the air, without seeing its figure, and there was no slight fluctuation in the emotion of the voice.

"God of Suffering?!"

god!
Tang San's mind was shaken, other words were ignored by him, only the words "God of Suffering" recalled in his mind.

He couldn't help but asked again:

"Is this the place where the gods inherit?"

"Yes."

That mechanical voice seemed to have no emotion of impatience, and still answered Tang San's question coldly.

Tang San was overjoyed when he got the answer, he didn't expect that he would be blessed by misfortune, and found the legendary place where the gods were passed on.

He resisted the urge to laugh.

"Dare to ask the envoy, how can I obtain the inheritance of the God of Suffering?"

Tang San respectfully asked Thorn, his eyes were full of longing, this is a god!

Beyond the existence of Titled Douluo, if he can become a god, what kind of Wuhun Temple, what kind of fighting arena, nothing is a problem.

Anyone who has the means to die can die.

"Young man who has suffered a lot, you can come here to show that you have obtained the approval of the God of Suffering. The inheritors of the God of Suffering don't look at qualifications, but they must suffer from the suffering in the world and have a heart to endure suffering. You just fit the bill."

Thorn continued to explain for Tang San.

"I have obtained the approval of that god."

Tang San thought back on his past, as if he was indeed plagued by suffering, all kinds of bad things happened, and he was often beaten.He felt a little annoyed when he thought of these things, but he thought it was worth it to get the inheritance of the God of Suffering.

"The envoy, is there a way to improve my aptitude?"

Tang San asked cautiously, after all he was very cautious in the face of beings related to gods.

"Tang San, you are willing to bear the suffering in this world." This time the thorn did not answer Tang San's question, but directly called out Tang San's name, and asked him a question.

Tang San didn't have any idea about the thorn knowing his name, the mighty power of the gods.

But Thorn's words still made him hesitate, to bear the suffering in the world?Why doesn't it sound like a good word, but thinking of his half-waste aptitude, he gritted his teeth,

"I am willing."

"Very good, Nine Trials of Tribulation, start!"

Hearing Tang San's willingness, that icy mechanical voice seemed a little happy, but Tang San who was immersed in joy didn't hear anything.

Then a sky-reaching beam of light fell from the gray sky, hitting Tang San's body, and at the same time a grand and sacred voice sounded.

Just hearing this voice is like seeing countless punishments.

"The first trial of suffering, three days of punishment of whipping, and reward for the alienation of the Blue Silver Grass martial soul."

castigate?

Before Tang San had time to react, he found himself suddenly appearing on a high platform, his hands and feet were bound by thorny thorns.

"Wait!" Tang San was terrified looking at the bloody long whip with thick arms floating in midair.

unfortunately,

Snapped!
The long whip mercilessly, with a fierce momentum, ruthlessly lashed towards Tang San's waist.

Although the long whip is floating in the air, it seems that there is a strong man holding the whip, and the force of swinging the long whip is so strong that Tang San's skin is torn apart. This is not over, the long whip is like raindrops without stopping drew towards Tang San.

"wait!"

"I￥%#@%"

"Ahhh~"

Three days later,
A blood man collapsed on the high platform, the long whip disappeared, and then a ray of light enveloped Tang San, recovering all his injuries, but even though the injuries disappeared, Tang San still lay there paralyzed, not wanting to move.

If it wasn't for the light on the high platform that would heal him every time he was on the verge of death, he would definitely not be able to survive these three days, but even so, his mentality gradually changed amidst the whipping.

"Reward, Martial Soul Alienation."

The loud sound made Tang San's eyes regain some light.

Then there was another burst of pain, but this was nothing to Tang San at this time.

His Blue Silver Grass Wuhun suddenly appeared in his hand. Under the light of a gray light, the blades of grass gradually became thicker and turned into the shape of vines, and the color also began to change to blue-black, with sharp thorns growing from the vines. out.

Not only that, but there was also a hint of a breakthrough in his soul power.

After another quarter of an hour, the change was over, and now this blue silver grass, no, it can no longer be called blue silver grass, and now there is no trace of blue silver grass on this new spirit.

"This is a thorny vine?"

Tang San felt the message from the spirit, that thorn vines are strange plants with poisonous thorns, those bound by vines will suffer boundless pain.

This is a top-level martial spirit in itself, but his thorny vines may be due to the alienation of the waste martial spirit Blue Silver Grass, so it is stunted, and the strength of the martial spirit is about the same as that of ordinary high-level martial spirits.

But even so, Tang San was also full of joy, this thorny vine is much stronger than the blue silver grass before, not only the binding ability is greatly enhanced, even the toxicity and toughness are also greatly improved, now he dares to challenge Dai Mubai .

"Wuhun Palace, Douhun Field, Dugu Bo, Dai Mubai, and... you all wait for me, I will definitely come back!"

Tang San read out the names of his enemies one by one, he knew that he was now dominated by hatred, but he didn't feel disgusted, because hatred was also an important force for him to persevere in this divine test.

Then the voice of the thorns sounded again,
"Tang San, you now have a buffer period of three months. If you want, you can start the second test immediately. The content of the second test is to bear the pain of skinning and reward six levels of soul power. Do you want to start immediately?"

Tang San shook his head violently, like a rattle, he doesn't want to be tortured now, it hurts too much, he has to take it easy.

Suddenly he thought of the agreement with Yu Xiaogang, hesitated for a while and asked, "God envoy, I don't know if I might get out from here?"

Thorn was silent for a while before replying: "If you pass the fourth test, you have the right to enter and leave this place freely."

"The fourth test?" Tang San gritted his teeth, a look of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, sometimes a man has to be ruthless to himself.

Ten months later,

Tang San, who had endured the torture of heart-eating ants, collapsed on the high platform, his face was pale, he didn't want to move at all, if he didn't look carefully at his heaving chest, he might think it was a corpse that had just died.

"Tang San, congratulations, you passed the fourth test, and you will be rewarded with an increase in the age of the fourth spirit ring by 5000 years."

Four soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, and purple rose up from Tang San's body, and the color of the fourth soul ring gradually deepened, finally turning into a black ten thousand year soul ring.

In the past ten months, he passed the second test and three tests, and completed the fourth test today. The second test allowed his soul power to reach level 38, and he had already reached level [-] in the third test. Got a god bestowed soul ring.

However, because his physique is only a little stronger than normal soul masters, and may even be inferior to some defensive beast soul masters, even the fourth soul ring that uses the god bestowed soul ring has only reached more than 8000 years.

(End of this chapter)