Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Chapter 233 Evil Eye 10 Years! The King of Slaughter Appears!

At the beginning, a Contra can directly increase the life span by 3500+.

But later, it was only about 500 years.

Even as it approached 10 years, it dropped below 100 years.

The Seventh Ring Soul Saint simply only has single digits.

That is to say, in the city of killing, most of them have some "evil soul master" characteristics.

High-level soul masters can appear in groups.

Otherwise, change it outside.

If the evil eye wants to evolve to 10 years, it still has to rely on the system.

But now, it's 10 years old!

The soul bone skill remains unchanged.

But the practicality has been greatly increased.

Except for the duration, which is extended to 10 minutes.

More importantly, it adds a new passive - preset trigger!

Set your own status in advance. Once it falls below a certain threshold, it will automatically go back to the specified maximum ten minutes!

That's right - Tang Lan set the status to death and the look back time to one minute ago.

Then when Tang Lan died.

Evil Eye's Soul Bone Skill: Reset, even if it is not used.

Tang Lan can also be asked to look back to one minute ago.

This state can also be set to empty spiritual energy, empty mental energy, or even

A partial traceback!

For example, the Blue Silver Emperor of Life's right leg bone uses the Blood Escape Technique, which consumes all the stored vitality.

You can use the Soul Bone Reset skill to individually retract the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor of Life.

It would not allow Tang Lan himself to return to the position before Blood Escape.

The maneuverable space is gone!

‘It is indeed a 10-year-old soul bone skill, but this effect is a BUG! ’

Tang Lan was very satisfied.

Go out with Tang Hao.

Prepare to look for the "opponents" in the Hell Killing Fields tomorrow.

As soon as I left the house.

I saw a charming woman with a bright smile.

"Your Majesty, the God of Killing, and this little brother 9527, Master, the King of Killing, would like to invite you two."

Tang Lan nodded calmly - the referee's attitude during the day made it clear that it was the King of Slaughter's instructions.

Tang Hao said casually: "Lead the way."

Even if he couldn't use soul skills, he was confident that he could escape unscathed from the King of Slaughter.

As for Tang Lan?

This guy might be stronger than him, so what should he worry about?

Saw the two people leaving.

Tang San glanced at the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger beside him and hurriedly took a step forward.

"Um, brother, dad, can I go with you?"

He doesn't care what the King of Slaughter is.

Only when you are with your family can you feel at ease.

Tang Lan didn't reply and looked at the Killing Messenger.

"Sorry." The Killing Messenger said forcefully: "The master only invited two people. I have no right to take more people."

"What?" Tang San said reluctantly: "Then you go and ask for instructions. What's wrong with seeing one more person?"

The Killing Messenger frowned.

How come this little kid can't understand the good words?

It can only be changed into words that Tang San can understand.

"The King of Slaughter has an incomparably high status. You are a member of the Fourth Ring Soul Sect. Just the bloody murderous aura around him could make you pass out."

Do you understand this?

Tang San understood.

But his face was as black as a pot of coal, and he was very angry!

Who do you look down on? !

He looked at Tang Lan and wanted to say something else.

"Snapped--"

Tang Hao's familiar big cock slapped Tang San to the ground.

"You're the only one who's got a lot of trouble!"

"The king of human killing is the king of the city of killing. Is it something you can see if you want to?"

"If you don't want to die, just stay here!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Waste of my time!"

"Little Huzi, watch this kid, if he dares to run away, I'll bite off all his limbs!"

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger blinked his eyes.

Look at Tang Hao, look at Tang Lan, and then look at Tang San. this.

Are you sure it's your biological child?

——It doesn’t know that Tang Lan can regenerate his limbs.

Even the Killing Messenger looked strange after hearing this.

——It’s really a visible favoritism.

"Let's go." Tang Hao greeted: "After meeting the King of Slaughter as soon as possible, we have to continue to speed through the killing fields of hell."

Killer: "."

This is the God of Death, otherwise who would dare to say this?

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Obediently lead the way.

Tang Lan fell one step behind and dug Tang San out of the floor.

Lose some vitality.

"My dear, don't blame dad for his harsh words."

"Your current strength is indeed quite a bit here."

"Wait a little later, and I'll see if I can find an opportunity for you to participate in the battle in a safer manner."

"If not, just wait until I challenge the road to hell and then take you with me."

Tang San nodded silently.

That's all it can do now.

Soothe Tang San.

Tang Lan caught up with Tang Hao and left with the Killing Messenger.

Go all the way to the central building.

The Killing Messenger said respectfully: "The master is in the main hall in front, please come in by yourself."

Tang Lan and Tang Hao walked into the palace openly.

The King of Slaughter sits on his throne.

His whole body was wrapped in a scarlet cloak, and he also wore a set of blood-colored robes.

Only a pale face was revealed, looking like a middle-aged man, with blood-red hair and eyes.

from afar,

Like a blood-red bat, not a human being.

Tang Lan was not polite either.

The mental power swept over directly, and he felt a violent emotion, and there was a faint smell of blood floating on the tip of his nose.

This is the spiritual power belonging to the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

As for great-grandfather Tang Chen.

Tang Lan didn't feel it.

If such a situation could occur, judging from the knowledge taught by Bo Saixi, the soul belonging to Tang Chen must be sleeping in the spiritual world.

And this body is controlled by the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

Even the soul power smells of blood.

That belongs to the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King himself.

No wonder in the original work,

With the majestic "ground invincibility" and the forbidden soul skills in the killing field, killing Tang San would be so strenuous.

It turns out that the dish is the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

"Ok?"

The King of Slaughter's eyes condensed, and the murderous aura around him condensed into a sharp sword, aiming to cut off Tang Lan's mental power directly.

Tang Lan, whose danger prediction was triggered, withdrew his mental power in advance to avoid it.

"Hmph!" The King of Slaughter said with a stern face: "At such a young age, it's not polite to look around!"

"You invited me here, but you still don't allow me to take a look?" Tang Lan said rudely: "Then I'm leaving?"

There was no respect in the words.

This made the King of Slaughter, who had been in a high position all year round, turn his anger into actual murderous intent, forming a layer of tumbling flames.

Very bluffing.

unfortunately

Tang Lan is no ordinary person.

The Tang Hao beside him was no ordinary person.

"Ah!"

Tang Hao released his level 98 Titled Douluo momentum and faced off against the King of Slaughter.

"We haven't fought each other for more than ten years. Do you want to have another fight?"

This brought back bad memories for the Killing King.

The City of Killing is the inheritance place where Shura God selects his successors.

After it seized Tang Chen's body, it tried its best to stifle the appearance of the God of Death.

The purpose is to prevent the inheritance of Shura God from reappearing.

Otherwise it would be dead.

so.

(End of this chapter)