Douluo: He became a god after taking advantage of the aura of Tang San’s protagonist

Chapter 82 Artifact Blood

Tang San smiled, but his smile was very contemptuous, "Xue Qinghe, do you think I will follow a traitor who kills his father and king? In order to achieve your own goals, you can even kill your father, what else is yours?" Can't do it? I really doubt whether you are the biological son of Emperor Xue Ye."

"You and Lou Feiyu are really similar. It's a pity that she is not as lucky as you. When she exposed me, there was no Titled Douluo by her side." Xue Qinghe was not angry because of Tang San's words, with a look of regret in his eyes, "What a pity. I just started to like her."

"Don't look at me like that, Lou Feiyi is very important to me, I won't kill her, at least not now."

"A genius like you is going to be strangled here. Tang San, you're so smart, don't you understand that you've leaked everything about me, so it's impossible for me to let you go? Why do you bother?" Woolen cloth?"

Tang San smiled slightly and said calmly:

"Your Highness, people like you will naturally not understand why I do this. In fact, everyone has many beautiful and dirty things in their hearts. You have them, and so do I. However, in the inner world of a person, However, there have always been two monarchs managing them. The names of these two monarchs are one called morality and the other called conscience. Only through their identification can the things in a person's heart decide whether to express them. When a person's heart When the two monarchs are dead, then this person is no longer a human, but a beast like you!"

As soon as the voice fell, an object was suddenly thrown from Tang San's back, and went straight to the sky diagonally behind.Suddenly, a red light burst out, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Xue Qinghe finally couldn't keep calm anymore, "Do it."

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Palace basement.

Even those who grew up in the palace cannot figure out the intricate secret passages and cells built underground. And in this place that has not seen the light of day for a long time, half a month ago, there were constant reports of people groping for chains. sound.

The man took out a sharp knife, walked up to a woman who was bound tightly by iron chains, raised her hand, and cut a bloodstain.

The woman's white wrists were already covered with wounds cut by knives. The old and new wounds were mixed together. The cut flesh rolled over, and large streams of blood flowed down the wrists to the fingertips, dripping until the man had been ready for it. in the cup.

This blood is a good thing. The man has cultivated to the level of Titled Douluo and has seen a lot of good things. However, this blood still amazed him. The blood contains extremely pure power and can wash away the martial soul bit by bit. The impurities he was born with, and drinking it for a long time seemed to make him live longer, and even the hidden injuries of the previous ten years were slowly getting better.

He took a sip of blood, looked with disdain at the woman who was weakly tied into a ball with iron chains on the ground, and said leisurely:
"I couldn't see why the young master likes you before, but now I know that you are full of good things. If I didn't have to keep you alive to help the young master become a god, I really want to drain all your blood." ”

The woman didn't reply, and the man kicked her: "Don't pretend to be dead. With this little blood, you can't die with your Soul Emperor's body."

The woman on the ground moved, opened a pair of clear and bright golden eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why do you want to help Xue Qinghe become a god? Since you have already cultivated to the level of Titled Douluo, you have no intention of becoming a god?"

"You don't have to sow discord here." The man sneered, unmoved at all: "I heard that the old fellow Dugu Bo brought Tang San into the palace, guess if they will be instigated by the young master, or be beheaded by the young master kill?"

Fei Yi raised her head slightly, a smile appeared on her blood-stained snow-white cheeks.

"I finally entered the palace. It's a shame I waited for so long."

The man raised his eyebrows: "Why, can you still turn around?"

Feiyu struggled to straighten up. The blood fell to the ground along with this movement, but she didn't care. She continued to ask: "Senior Snake Spear Douluo, what do you think of Mr. Dugu's poison?"

The Snake Spear Douluo looked at her coldly and said in a contemptuous tone: "The poison of that old poisoner is naturally unparalleled in the world. I don't dare to let it enter my body easily, but so what? He has been by your side for so long, even I haven't even felt the charm on your body, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the secrets in this life, and if it's about fighting alone, he's even more useless."

"Oh……"

Fei Yi elongated her tone, looking at the blood that Snake Lance Douluo had drank one gulp, with a look of sarcasm in her eyes, but changed the topic: "Senior Douluo, you don't seem to understand my soul skills very well."

Snake Lance Douluo put the finished cup by his side, and greedily looked at Fei Yi's wrist: "I, a Titled Douluo, why do I need to know the five pitifully few soul skills of you, a little quasi-soul emperor?"

"Senior's news is behind."

Not to mention that she is now level 10, the two soul skills brought by the sixth soul ring's [-]-year soul ring alone cannot be underestimated.

Fei Yi sighed:

"My fourth soul skill is very interesting, senior, really don't you want to listen to it?"

Hearing her insistence on this point, Snake Lance Douluo became somewhat interested.

He is a titled Douluo, what kind of sparks can she create?

The pale but morbidly beautiful woman in front of him curled her lips into a smile, her golden eyes flashed suddenly, and suddenly, she disappeared silently in front of him.

The fourth soul skill, space teleportation.

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On the battlefield that had already begun, the attacks of the two titled Douluo were overwhelming. Xue Qinghe smiled and said in the direction of Dugu Bo: "Poison Douluo, there is no need to try to resist. I have specially invited these two elders to deal with you. Come on, your poison has no effect in front of them.”

Dugu Bo's expression changed slightly. While Xue Qinghe was talking, Douluo had already arrived in front of another person.The spirit of martial arts spread out slightly, transforming into nine rays of light and shadow, covering Yang Wudi who came with them.

The soul skill emits a black light, swinging up like a poisonous dragon. Yang Wudi does not retreat but advances, the light in his eyes shines brightly, and the explosive soul power full of sharp aura is suddenly released.

The three of them were obviously struggling under the attack of the three titled Douluo, but they did not mean to be completely defeated. Xue Qinghe had been watching coldly from the edge of the battlefield, his eyes leisurely falling on Dugu Bo, feeling inexplicably mocking.

No matter how many opportunities are given to those who are not favored by God, it is useless.Lou Feiyu didn't know how to take advantage of such a big opportunity, and he didn't make any progress after getting along with the artifact for nearly 20 years. Feiyu's charm was wasted. Now he's only level 94, and I'm afraid he will be like this for the rest of his life.

Tang San, on the other hand, with his age and talent, it's not an exaggeration to be called a king.

Suddenly, the space in front of Tang San changed, a flash of red light flashed, and the next moment Feiyu, who was clearly locked in the dungeon, appeared in the air.

(End of this chapter)