The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

Suddenly, he learned that his sect was destroyed and his grandson died in battle. The Slaughter King's emotions collapsed. The anger in his eyes overwhelmed him, and the evil obsession that had been suppressed in his body resurfaced again.

It was as if the King of Slaughter had detonated the most primitive and violent emotional arsenal deep in his heart. Against the dark red light, his already terrifying face was distorted into an indescribable ferocious look.

"who is it?!!"

He kept making deafening roars, and the destructive energy in his voice made the air seem to condense.

"Grandpa, calm down!!"

Upon seeing this, Tang Hao raised his hand and used part of the Shura divine power in the Shura Mark to help the Slaughter King suppress his evil obsession.

The expression of the King of Slaughter changed unpredictably.

He let out a deep roar, and his whole body emitted strong dark energy, as if it was about to swallow up the entire world.

Tang Hao felt this powerful force and couldn't help but trembled in his heart.

He knew that if the King of Slaughter was allowed to continue to unleash this evil power, the consequences would be disastrous.

However, this time the suppression did not go as smoothly as before.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a long time, and Tang Hao felt that the Shura power in his body was gradually being exhausted.

A tired look appeared on his face, but his eyes remained firm.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to activate the Shura divine power in the Shura mark again, trying to suppress the crazy emotions of the killing king.

Shura's divine power exploded, like a sharp sword, piercing the curtain of darkness and shooting straight at the King of Slaughter.

The Slaughter King's body shook suddenly, his face gradually became calm, and he slowly closed his eyes.

After a long silence, the King of Slaughter opened his eyes. His blood-red eyes stared at Tang Hao, and in a cold and stiff tone, he asked:

"Hao'er, with your current level of Peerless Douluo, can't you defeat that person? Even the Spirit Hall, even Qian Daoliu will not be your opponent! Why don't you take action when you have reached this point?!! "

"Debts must be repaid with blood!!"

Haoer's talent is even greater than him.

His personality is innately suited to the Clear Sky Hammer, as if he was born for the Clear Sky Hammer. When he was the sect master, he even taught Hao'er the secret skills and secret techniques out of love when he was the sect leader.

As he expected, Hao'er was able to obtain the inheritance response left by the Shura God. After the previous fight, it could be seen that Hao'er's strength was catching up with him who is now a demigod.

If he didn't use the artifact 'Shura Demonic Sword' now, he wouldn't dare to say that he would be able to defeat the current Hao'er.

Facing his grandfather's gaze, Tang Hao was silent for a long time. He was no longer as majestic and decisive as before. He sighed and then slowly uttered a sentence:

"He's too strong."

During the Soul Saint period, he could compete with Titled Douluo, not to mention that ten years had passed, and he could no longer believe Yu Xiaogang's current strength.

Even his sister warned him repeatedly not to seek his own death. At that time, his sister cried and said that he was the only relative alive and that living was more important than anything else.

"Strong? How is that possible?!"

At this time, the killer noticed that Tang Hao's face was covered with stubble and his clothes were in tatters. His desolate appearance was obviously forced.

The King of Slaughter couldn't help but feel a sad feeling in his heart.

How strong must the enemy who destroyed Haotian Sect be to force Haoer to do this? !

Tang Hao looked at the King of Slaughter blankly:

"I have seen the aftermath of his battle. He was only an eighty-level seven-ring soul saint at that time. Even thousands of miles away, I could feel the earth and sky trembling. The terrain of several mountain ranges in the Star Forest had changed forever. Change, those powerful and peerless Douluo are nothing more than ants."

"Grandfather, the reason why I am determined to embark on the road to becoming a god is because I have no confidence that I can defeat him."

"Only the gods can't. Maybe even the gods can't defeat him." Tang Hao clenched the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, his confidence wavering.

"I don't believe that man can be stronger than the gods!! Hao'er, you haven't seen the greatness of the gods yet!"

Hearing this, the Slaughter King's eyes condensed, and the originally illusory sword-shaped blood-colored magic pattern seemed to come alive. The light gradually became stronger from dim, and a layer of red brilliance appeared on the surface of his body.

A red shadow filled with infinite murderous intent appeared behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed the heavy hammer covered with dark golden magic patterns with his blood-red claws and swung it gently. In just a blink of an eye, the hammer body seemed to melt, transforming into a bloody giant sword more than two meters long.

The heavy sword in the hand of the King of Slaughter continued to spill out pieces of blood, and the entire space was filled with the purest killing energy.

It’s an artifact—the Shura Demonic Sword!

"Tell me, who is it? Even if he is a demigod, he will fight for his life, and I still want him to pay with his blood."

The King of Slaughter held the Shura Demonic Sword, stared at Tang Hao with murderous intent, and said coldly.

Tang Hao took a deep breath and clenched his fists: "Grandpa, after Hao'er became a god, he swore to kill that man."

"Tell me!!" The King of Slaughter snorted coldly, and the Shura Demon Sword in his hand instantly burst out with more intense murderous aura and light.

"Grandpa, this is Hao'er's business." Tang Hao said firmly.

He didn't want his grandfather to die.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter. He slowly raised the Shura Demon Sword in his hand. A powerful force emanated from the sword, making the entire space tremble.

He knew Tang Hao's temper and would not change things easily once he made a decision. Hao'er planned to bear this matter alone.

Is that person really that strong?

So strong that he and Hao'er, the two most powerful men in the world, can't defeat him even if they join forces and have a magical weapon?

"There is no need to embarrass this child. I know who he is. That person has a great reputation on the mainland. As long as you leave the killing city, you can know anyone just by asking."

At this moment, a strange sound, a combination of a cold female voice and a sharp male voice, suddenly sounded in the mind of the Slaughter King.

"Are you the blood-red nine-headed bat king? No, you are the Rakshasa God?!" The King of Slaughter frowned.

"No, we are you."

The strange superimposed voice of male and female voices continued to come from the darkness: "Hao'er is right, that man is really strong. He can crush a hundred-level strong man with just a raise of his hands and feet! Even if we hold Shura in our hands, Even if the magic sword hits him, he will not be his enemy."

At this time, a huge sword-shaped pillar of pure white light appeared in the mind of the King of Slaughter, and suddenly fell from the sky. The purple-armored woman holding a huge scythe could only grit her teeth and hold on under that move. She could only hold on for three breaths before being blown away by a blast of light. Knocked down by the force of shock.

How can it be? !

The King of Slaughter felt an aura beyond that of a demigod from that woman, almost a god.

And if he read correctly, the woman should be holding a magical weapon similar to the Shura Demon Sword. Such a being was beaten like this.

He wanted to look up, but the sky and the earth were completely white, and he could only see a pair of pure white eyes shining like stars in the silvery white light.

"Is it him?!" The King of Slaughter was startled.

Then he fell into silence. At this moment, he realized how powerful the enemy who destroyed Haotian Sect was.

But the blood feud of the Haotian Sect must be avenged.

"What price do I need to pay?" A creepy and strange voice whispered in the ear of the King of Slaughter: "Hehehe, you don't need to pay any price."

"You are me, and I am you. I will do my best to help myself."

"As long as you let go of everything, accept us, and become one with us. You have the divine body and artifact of God Shura, plus our divine soul and divine status, we can work together to become the most powerful true god in the world in an instant!! The real God of Killing!!”

Under the guidance of the strange voice, the King of Slaughter slowly gave up his resistance and began to actively embrace the evil obsession in his body.

"That will do."

"How can I become the most powerful true god in the world?!!"

"Hahahahahaha!!" The King of Slaughter held the Shura Demonic Sword in his hand, laughing wildly as his body slowly floated above the Capital of Slaughter.

"Grandpa?!" Tang Hao noticed something was wrong and shouted loudly. He flew up to help the Slaughter King get out of this bad situation.

He just stretched out his hand and was about to touch the King of Slaughter.

At this time, three sharp and harsh sounds came out of the Slaughter King's mouth.

"eye for eye!!"

When Tang Hao heard this voice, he felt a splitting headache. He fell from mid-air to the ground in an instant. He used all his soul power to barely resist. If it were an ordinary high-level soul master, he would go completely crazy just hearing this voice.

"Kill-Kill-Kill!!" The King of Slaughter is completely obsessed with evil obsession, and he is finally going to become a god.

The Killing City has existed for who knows how many years, and the fighting here has never stopped for a moment.

The place is filled with a thick smell of blood, and endless screams and fear fill the air.

The blood flowing on the streets is like a river of sin, gathering the resentment and despair of countless dead people.

The red river twists and turns, as if it is alive, rushing towards the King of Slaughter under the call of a mysterious force.

The blood advanced slowly at first, then gathered more and more, and gradually accelerated until it formed a huge red torrent.

They rotated and rose around the King of Slaughter, forming a huge and terrifying bloody vortex around him.

Pfft!Pfft!

In the end, a huge, hill-like towering mass made of dense blood - a blood cocoon was formed.

One month after Yu Xiaogang broke through Hunyuan in seclusion.

The Nirvana team was investigating the disappearance in the Far West, and was completely destroyed in the Killing City area. Since it was an elite team, it was only at the disposal of Her Majesty the Queen and the Saint of the Soul Empire.

The investigating soul master outside had no reply for a week, and he could not contact the titled elders stationed there. He quickly realized that something was wrong, and two titled elders went to investigate the situation.

Three days later, the titled elder returned, one dead and the other seriously injured, and the empire was shaken into an uproar.

Later, evil soul masters swept across the continent, and several large cities were blood sacrificed by the evil soul masters, either to join or to become qualified.

Wherever it passed, the Soul Empire and the western region of the Holy Federation fell.

Bibi Dong came out of seclusion and led seventeen powerful titled Douluo warriors from the Divine Soul Empire to purge evil soul masters everywhere, but he could only manage to hold on to the situation.

Those powerful evil soul masters are as cunning as rats, hiding here and there as if they are endlessly killing them, and high-level evil soul masters keep popping up like weeds.

The reason why evil soul masters can quickly become high-level soul masters is because Yu Xiaogang spread the small Wuji Zhuang, making all Douluo Continent soul masters with soul power.

As Salas said, this is the prosperous age of evil soul masters. As long as the body can resist, one can devour such panacea at will. With cultivation rising too fast, not many bastards can resist such shortcuts and temptations. live,

The evil soul master now only needs to sacrifice a million-dollar city to create a top-notch titled Douluo in an instant.

Even slaughtering a small town can allow a Contra-level evil soul master to enter the Titled Douluo.

The current titled Douluo in mainland China possesses the "Danzhu Technique" and is capable of defeating two evil soul masters of the same level who have empty soul power, but they cannot withstand the numbers of them.

The soul master teams formed by the powerful men of the Soul Empire and the Holy Federation initially separated to search and suppress, but achieved certain results.

Until a team of soul masters with several titled Douluo outside were ambushed and surrounded by high-level evil soul masters. Their flesh, flesh and martial souls were devoured and several more titled evil soul masters were created. The war was completely ruined.

The Holy Federation army retreated to Jialing Pass, and the powerful men of the Divine Soul Empire retreated to the Divine Soul City.

Nowadays, the only strong ones left to clean up the evil soul masters are the soul master team led by Bibi Dong, one hundred-level strong man and two super Douluo.

The seven great worshipers of the original Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu, led the seven people, one demigod strongman, two peerless Douluo strongmen, and the rest were ninety-eighth-level titled Douluo.

Zhu Zhuqing from the elementary school and Liu Erlong, who now uses the 'red crystal core' to sublimate his martial soul to the level of a demi-god.

Facing the teams of three powerful men, the evil soul master would die as soon as they met.

There was an evil soul master who thought he was full-fledged and led dozens of titled Douluo to surround and kill the weak Bibi Dong and Zhu Zhuqing. However, they were killed by several people indiscriminately, causing heavy losses for a while.

Now the evil soul masters are not fools. They know that these top powerhouses on the continent are well-deserved, so they choose to avoid the edge of these three powerhouses.

Sneaking into cities and villages quietly to spread the secret method of the 'God of Killing', on the one hand to develop evil soul masters, and on the other hand to cause destruction.

This kind of organized guerrilla tactics has made the three major forces exhausted. In the past ten years, nearly a hundred titled Douluo have been born in the mainland, but the number is still far lower than the number of evil soul masters. They can only sit in the big cities and radiate the surrounding areas.

As long as an evil soul master's seed breaks out in the hinterland, it will cause an uproar. However, in just a few weeks, the situation has become increasingly chaotic.

Even the primary school suffered heavy losses as a result, and a powerful Titled Douluo died in the battle. As a last resort, Zhu Zhuqing and Liu Erlong had to return to the primary school and the three cities.

I want to first assist university students in developing a soul guidance device that can detect the traces of evil soul masters.

It is also to protect the teacher.

Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong unanimously planned to go to the source of the evil soul master's outbreak to investigate.

Under the boundless, dark and oppressive sky.

Bibi Dong and his party started from Divine Soul City and fought their way through the evil soul master's defense line. The closer they got to the Killing City area, the weirder they became. The air was filled with bloodshot threads visible to the naked eye, and the whole world seemed to be covered in a sea of ​​blood.

She felt a familiar aura in front of her, and the silvery white light on her forehead appeared at this moment, giving off a faint light.

boom! !

At this moment, a golden light in the distance cut through the sky and transformed into a majestic angel, with its flawless white wings bursting out with dazzling light.

Like a bright sun, lighting up the cloudy sky.

Bibi Dong was relieved when he saw this scene.

But the next moment, the light appeared for only a few breaths, and a blood-red sword energy rose from below and penetrated the angel's body, and then fell. (End of chapter)