Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

Chapter 220 The new king of killing

In the aftermath of Tang Hao's soul self-destruction, even the blood-red nine-headed bat king in the distance was swept away.

Tang San's shrill roars were heard in the hurricane, and the power of his soul was being torn apart crazily.

Unfortunately, Tang Hao's soul power was too weak.

These days had made his soul extremely weak, already on the verge of collapse. Although the self-destruction of his soul was very powerful, it still failed to completely annihilate Tang San's soul.

The hurricane dissipated and Hirazan became calm again.

Tang Hao's soul had completely dissipated in the self-destruction, but Tang San still survived.

"I-I'm not dead?"

Tang San knelt on the ground, extremely surprised: "Haha, I'm still alive... Lord Dismask, I'm still alive!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king was a little surprised: "Huh? You are really not dead. Your soul power is very strong. It feels a little different from ordinary people."

Compared to the soul masters in this world, Tang San's soul power is indeed more powerful. After all, he is a time traveler and has lived in two lives.

However, Tang San paid no attention to it, but looked expectantly into the air, waiting for Dismask to appear.

He was not disappointed.

Dismasco's voice finally appeared: "Hey, not bad... My master asked me to congratulate you on completing the achievement of patricide!"

Tang San knelt on the ground: "Please let me out, Lord Moro Sheng... Wangwang! Even if you keep me as a dog, it's fine. As long as you let me live, I will do anything! Wangwang!"

As he spoke, he also learned a few dog barks.

Dismask smiled evilly: "You want to be my master's dog? You must at least have the strength of a Titled Douluo. What qualifications do you, a mere soul master, have?"

Tang San was shocked: "What do you mean, Lord Dismasque? You promised me...!"

Dismask: "The soul returns to the body and the body is reborn...I did promise you!"

...

To the outside world, after Tang San's soul was sent to Hell's Hirazan, his body was already limp on the ground and fell into a coma.

Ah Yin rushed to his side: "Xiaosan, son, wake up... the soul of the person who took the body has been expelled, wake up!"

But no matter how Ah Yin called, Tang San didn't respond at all.

After calling a few more times, perhaps out of God's mercy, Tang San finally slowly opened his eyes.

But at this moment, Tang San looked the same as Juhuaguan, with dull eyes, like a soulless walking corpse.

"How is this going?"

Ah Yin begged: "Dismask, please save Xiao San and wake up his sleeping soul!"

Dismask's expression was dull, and he seemed to have known such a result for a long time.

Just listen to him say: "Your child was taken away when he was still in his infancy. His soul was squeezed in the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness. Over the past ten years, it has dried up and turned into a fragment of consciousness... Simple As far as I'm concerned, your son's soul is no longer complete."

Ah Yin was shocked: "Then what can we do to replenish the soul and wake him up?"

Dismask shook his head: "I can't do it, and no one in this world can do it. And even if it can really complete the soul, what if it can wake him up? The soul of a baby returns to the body...!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Moro.

Moro: "As the master, I decided to give you the care that this slave girl deserves...Although his soul cannot wake up, his body is really your son. Let your son give you a grandson as soon as possible. , it can be considered as carrying on the family lineage for you!"

"Dismask, is the game in Hiraizaka Homily over? Release the soul of the blood-red nine-headed bat king and let him parasitize in Tang San's body!"

Dismasco: "Yes, Master!"

With that said, he opened the space channel connecting Huangquan Hirazaka.

Hearing this, Ah Yin was already confused: "Master, you must not... The soul of the person who took the body has just been expelled, but he allowed the blood-red nine-headed bat king to occupy my son's body. What's the truth?"

Moro frowned: "Ah Yin, you talk too much today...If you dare to be verbose again, I will let you give birth to a grandson by yourself."

Ah Yin's face instantly turned pale, and her body collapsed limply on the ground.

The devil!

No, even the devil is kinder than this Celestial Dragon.

The scarlet soul flew out of the space vortex.

This aura is very familiar to Ah Yin and others. It is the soul of the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

When he was imprisoned by Dismask in the Underworld, the Nine-Headed Bat King thought that he was destined to die. Who could have imagined that he would see the light of day again, and that he would have a new body.

It had been parasitic in Tang Chen's body for decades, and its soul had long been accustomed to the bloodline of the Haotian Sect. Now it was parasitic in the body of Tang Chen's great-grandson Tang San, and it couldn't be better for the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

The only pity is that Tang San's soul power level is too weak. Even if the blood-red nine-headed bat king's soul power is powerful, it cannot raise Tang San's strength to the level of Titled Douluo in a short time.

Ah Yin kept sobbing.

But she couldn't stop the blood-red nine-headed bat king from parasitizing Tang San.

The scarlet soul rushed towards him, disappearing between Tang San's brows like a tide.

After a short moment, Tang San's eyes flashed with red light, and his originally dull pupils burst into bloodthirsty and brutal color.

"Ahaha, I have a physical body again? Thank you Lord Dismasco, and thank you the distinguished Lord Moro Saint of the Heavenly Dragon!"

In excitement, the blood-red nine-headed bat king quickly knelt down towards Moro and kowtowed several times.

Moro nodded: "You should still control the rules of the Killing City, right? If you are allowed to return to the Killing City, can you become the new King of Killing?"

what?

The blood-red nine-headed bat king was overjoyed: "Reporting to Lord Moro Sheng... In the killing city, no one can use soul skills, but Xiao Xiao is not subject to this restriction at all!"

"Although it is a bit troublesome, if you give me time, I will definitely be able to regain control of the killing city and become the new king of killing."

The trouble it meant was that Tang San's soul power was too low and his strength was too weak. Even if he could mobilize his soul power to perform soul skills, his strength would still be limited.

Moro: "In that case, you are allowed to return to the Killing City... But you also have another task, which is to give A Yin a grandson, do you understand?"

"I think the newbie commentator is pretty good. When we first entered the Killing City, I deliberately spared her life!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king did not dare to disobey Moro's wishes and quickly kowtowed and agreed.

Not far away, Ah Yin was so stunned that he couldn't speak.

She had been looking forward to it for a long time, always wanting to kill the soul of the body-snatcher and awaken her biological son. How could she have imagined that it would end like this in the end?

But even if she couldn't accept it anymore, she couldn't change the result.

Finally, she sighed feebly, and the last hope in her heart was completely extinguished at this moment.

(End of this chapter)