The return of the king of Douluo Continent

At this time, a tiger whose whole body was burning with flames took vigorous steps and slowly approached the big hole that was punched in the ground.

"It's the Crimson Flame Tiger at the sixth level of the Pulse Forging Realm."

Tang San recalled the days when he drank tiger blood. He still remembered that his mother, Chen Shuhui, had begged for mercy for her child, and pawned the daily collection in exchange for a bowl of tiger blood. At that time, Tang San was still a sick young man, and Tang Mansion The good-for-nothing young master in everyone's eyes grew up in the blink of an eye.

Tang San's eyes were flowing like blades, extremely sharp. He clenched his flaming fist and suddenly smashed it towards the Red Flame Tiger.

"Fire Fist!"

Before the Red Flame Tiger could react, Tang San's Fiery Fist landed on its forehead, and then exploded with a bang. The fire was still burning, but the Red Flame Tiger was knocked upside down by the punch. , broke eight big trees in a row, and ended his heroic life with a final whimper.

"You're dead now?" Tang San chased after him in a blink of an eye, and found that the Red Flame Tiger was no longer alive. He couldn't help but shook his head. He didn't expect that this guy would die so easily with just one punch.

Tang San used his palm as a knife, cut open the tiger's belly, took out the fiery red beast crystal, and put it into his Qiankun Pouch with satisfaction.

Then he took out another jade bottle and bled the tiger, with a smile on his face: "With the tiger blood of the Red Flame Tiger, my Nine Tigers Magic Skill can be much improved."

However, just when Tang San was content to put the jade bottle filled with tiger blood into the Qiankun Pouch, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.

"Boy, that red flame tiger is my prey. I have been chasing it for several days. I just had a chance to catch it, but you unexpectedly caught it first. You are really lucky!"

Some mocking sounds sounded behind Tang San. Tang San turned around and found an extremely handsome young man looking at him and at the same time eyeing the jade bottle in his hand.

"Since you have killed the Red Flame Tiger, I can't ask for it. Let's do this. Give me the beast crystal of the Red Flame Tiger, and give me half of the contents of the jade bottle in your hand, and I will let you go. Let’s go, how about it?”

Tang San looked at the young man, smiled slightly, and then put the jade bottle containing tiger blood in his arms.

The young man who saw this scene narrowed his eyes, and murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.

"Boy, what you did is very unruly!"

"I have always been a by-the-book person, but when I encounter some shameless things, I will still choose to speak with my fists!"

For such an idiot, no matter how much nonsense you say, it's useless. Tang San's feet were just a few steps away, and he was in front of the young man in a blink of an eye. The latter was so frightened that he didn't expect Tang San to be so fast. Ghostly.

"Are you worthy of drinking this red flame tiger blood?"

Tang San raised the corner of his mouth, lowered his sarcasm, and punched the young man hard in the lower abdomen. The latter's face suddenly twisted, and then his body flew out uncontrollably like a cannonball.

There was no deep hatred, and Tang San didn't want to get too entangled with him, so he disappeared into the dense forest in a few flashes.

"Hurry, hurry, the fortune in the central area has opened, let's go and take a look!"

"Oh, I'm afraid the situation is not good. I heard that four foreigners sneaked into our land of creation half a month ago and wanted to seize the treasure. A young boy was actually knocked into the lava by them!"

"I know about this. That young man is also extraordinary. He can compete with several Huitong realm masters for treasures in the blood coagulation realm. If Mo Bai of the Changhong Sect hadn't secretly used his tricks, that young man wouldn't have fallen into the lava!"

"His name is Tang San. It's such a pity. Geniuses often lead to more tragedies."

"Later, the handsome young man among his companions chased Mo Bai for a long time. In the end, it was the four guys who joined forces to restrain her. Now that handsome young man is probably seriously injured. !”

Tang San used the human skin mask Zhuo Ye had prepared for him before, found a black robe, and put it directly on his body. When he passed by a few people, he couldn't help but frown, approached one of them, and said, "I I heard before that four foreigners came to the Land of Creation. It’s been so long, haven’t they left yet?”

"With the treasures in the Land of Creation, how could they leave? Now that the Creation in the center has also been opened, it is a treasure left behind by a strong man in the True Yuan Realm after his death. Presumably, those four foreigners will also rush in. Let’s go with the great good fortune!”

"As expected, he didn't leave." Tang San clasped his fists at several people, suddenly increased his speed, and soon disappeared.

"This guy is really anxious. What's the use of running fast? No matter how fast you are, you can't overtake others..."

Several people looked at Tang San's disappearing figure and couldn't help but shake their heads.

Eighty miles outside the center of Juegu, many warriors gathered here. The treasures in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Juegu all had winners, so they naturally set their sights on the center of Juegu.

This is a land as humid as a swamp. The land is not flat. It is surrounded by this swamp for eighty miles. If warriors want to get close to the center of the Jue Valley, they must first pass through this swamp.

After walking for half an hour, Tang San arrived here smoothly. He stood on a big tree, looking at a few familiar figures below.

"Mo Bei, the ninth elder of the Lei Palace of Lingxiao Daomen, Chen Yun, and Wei Wuliang of the Poison Sect are also there..."

Tang San's gaze shifted and fell on a tall figure. This person had reached the fifth level of the Pulse Forging Realm, and was on the same level as Chen Yun and Wei Wuliang.

"Huh?" Tang San looked to the other side, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp.

"Changhong Sect, Mo Bai."

The chill was biting, permeating Mo Bai's body. He felt something, and glanced at the tree, a sense of danger seeped into his heart.

"That breath just now...why did it feel familiar?" Mo Bai, who was looking at the center, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Tang San snorted coldly and looked at the swamp ahead, where almost all the warriors were blocked.

"Huh?" Tang San's eyes suddenly turned. Beside a rock, he saw Dai Mubai, Hai Ling and Ye Ye. At this moment, Hai Ling was also looking at him. It seemed very familiar, but it also seemed extremely strangeness.

Gurgling, the swamp suddenly began to boil, like boiling soup, with bubbles appearing one by one.

"Boom-"

The bubbles shattered, and a smelly breath suddenly erupted. The sky above the swamp was covered with a layer of green gas, drifting towards everyone in a hazy manner.

The dozen or so warriors standing in the front row spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood contained a little bit of turquoise color.

Immediately afterwards, nearly ten warriors clutched their chests and fell to the ground with a thump. The remaining people's faces turned white and green, and their breath became sluggish. They hurriedly retreated, preparing to retreat among the crowd.