The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Enraged, Tang San raised his fist, and the force of ten thousand kilograms exploded, hitting the iron cage with a violent blast.

Breathing heavily, Tang San was a little exhausted. He bent down and stared at the big iron cage with tired eyes. The force of ten thousand kilograms was not able to cause any damage to it, not even a mark could be made. .

"Meteorite." Tang San said two words feebly, and then sat down with a "bang", quietly waiting for the miracle to come.

In a dark space, a black cat let out a shrill scream, and a person was locked in a large black cage made of meteorite iron. The atmosphere seemed particularly strange.

Time was passing, and Tang San had a vague illusion that his life was about to disappear. His spiritual energy gradually dissipated, and the spiritual fire he summoned was only the size of a wisp of flame. It seemed that it might dissipate at any time, and his soul power was even more... Unable to penetrate the iron cage to perceive the outside world, everything fell into deathly silence.

After a long time, Tang San really had no choice but to open his Qiankun Pouch. There was not much elixir left in it.

Now he can only rely on the remaining pills to maintain his life. After swallowing a vitality pill, he recovered one-third of his spiritual power. However, something strange happened. The spiritual power he had just transformed was less than one pill. All the time for tea has disappeared, and he cycles

Repeat until all the vitality pills are consumed.

"Demon-Swallowing Dragon, come out and see what's going on..."

Tang San screamed feebly, as if he was trapped in a dead place, and the Demon-Swallowing Dragon made no movement. The white jade flute hung quietly on his waist, motionless, no different from a dead thing.

"I know, it turns out this is a place of silence..."

In the land of silence, everything in it will gradually lose its vitality. If Tang San hadn't been reborn and his soul was attached to his body in this life, he might have turned into nothingness long ago.

"Meow..." The black kitten let out a shrill scream again. Tang San still didn't understand why, and his sea of ​​consciousness was in chaos, until the black cat's pupils turned and looked at him from afar.

Tang San's body suddenly froze. At this moment, he seemed to be in a land of slaughter, with bones everywhere and blood staining half of the sky red.

In front, a warrior's blood-stained shirt was annihilated with one finger, destroying millions of creatures. His face was pale, and his smile was ruthless and decisive.

Then he pointed his finger at his heart, and a black light burst out instantly, penetrating his body, and wisps of black smoke emerged from his body, forming a huge skull in mid-air.

Then the skull laughed wildly, the sound resounding throughout the sky and the earth. The uninhibited laughter seemed to mean that the man lying in the sea of ​​blood and corpses finally died.

The black cat stood on the warrior's shoulder. When the warrior was about to disappear, it wrapped it with spiritual power and drove it into the ground, thus escaping.

"Supreme Realm!"

Tang San took a deep breath, and the image in his mind lingered. The warrior had reached the Supreme Realm, and his strength and methods could reach the sky. It can be seen from the fact that he destroyed millions of creatures with one finger, how powerful he really was. tyrannical.

But even so, he was no match for the skull, and finally ended his life by committing suicide.

"It's too scary. Even the warriors at the supreme level are being manipulated. So what level has that skull reached?"

Tang San didn't dare to imagine, he could only watch the black cat, and saw the black cat slowly get up, jump off the throne, and then came to the iron cage, bite his teeth, and directly smashed the iron cage made of meteorite iron A gap was opened.

Tang San saw the opportunity and rushed out with all his strength.

"Meow……"

The black cat jumped onto Tang San's shoulder, and only then did Tang San really see its appearance. Although it was completely black, its eyes were blood red, which looked particularly strange.

Tang San touched the black cat with his hand. It was still lying on Tang San's shoulder motionless, yawning with its mouth open, and actually fell asleep directly.

"Go and see behind the throne. Is there a stone door?"

The voice of the Demon-Swallowing Dragon suddenly sounded, with a slight hint of laziness in it, without the power it had before.

However, at this moment, the black cat suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the white jade flute on Tang San's waist, revealing a fierce light.

"It's just a blood civet cat. What's wrong with you? If I hadn't only had a trace of my soul left, would you dare to look at me?"

Tang San stroked the black cat on his shoulder. There seemed to be something wrong between it and the Demon-Eating Dragon, while the Demon-Eating Dragon was more disdainful.

"Do you know the origin of this cat?" Tang San asked the Demon Swallowing Dragon as he walked towards the throne.

"The Blood Spirit Cat is a race born in the Middle Ages. Its ancestor is the Blood Spirit Saint Cat, and its combat ability is barely passable. I guess this little thing is the descendant of the Blood Spirit Saint Cat. But later, with the decline of this clan, many Blood Spirit Cats The bloodline of the Holy Spirit Cat has become impure, and its combat effectiveness has also deteriorated.

Naturally, it fell sharply. "

Tang San listened while walking. When he came to explore behind the throne, he was almost infected by the murderous aura on the throne, but after the Blood Spirit Cat meowed, the murderous aura dispersed automatically.

"As you expected, there is a stone gate behind it." Tang San said.

There was no reply from the Demon-Swallowing Dragon for a long time, but just when Tang San thought he had disappeared again, the Demon-Swallowing Dragon suddenly spoke up and said in a solemn tone: "It is rumored that there is a kind of flame in each of the four major magmas in ancient times. They are all created by heaven and earth. It is created with energy, and after the magma has transformed its properties, it forms a unique power of fire. If you can get one of them, you can have the power to burn mountains and boil seas."

Tang San's trembling palms were placed on the stone door. With just a light touch, the stone door was opened, and then an indescribable breath rushed towards his face, as if it wanted to swallow Tang San whole.

Even with Tang San's determination, when he saw the scene ahead, he was only left with horror and fear.

What appeared in front of him was a sea of ​​​​fire, with a burning waterfall of flames at the end. At first glance, there was a huge figure looming in the waterfall.

In an instant, an overbearing pressure came, suppressing Tang San until he couldn't breathe.

"Run away!"

Tang San gasped for air and ran away, but the giant shadow under the lava waterfall behind him suddenly spread its wings, roared and rushed towards Tang San.

"Close the stone door!" the Demon-Swallowing Dragon shouted.

After hearing this, Tang San went back to pull the stone door behind him, but this time he couldn't move it at all.

"That thing is coming!"

"It's the Flame Spirit Flying Dragon...how can it be so big!"

Tang San's pupils reflected the huge flying dragon that looked like a unicorn, had thorns on its back, and had a body that was a hundred feet wide, and he gradually felt a sense of despair.