The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Tang San looked at the blood column that was slowly changing, and a semicircular head began to form on it. The blood on both sides of the lower head was pulled to both sides, and then was lifted up, forming two triangular pupils, radiating blood. The light is particularly penetrating.

The flat mouth further down has a slit spitting out every time it moves, and thick purple blood is rolling around the mouth.

Tang San took a deep breath, looked at the transformed blood pillar, and said, "It turns out to be a phantom blood snake at the eighth level of Huitong Realm. No wonder it is hidden among the blood flowers."

When the phantom blood snake transformed, it immediately caused a burst of exclamation from the warriors below. Although most of them did not know this spiritual beast, they also knew that its strength was extraordinary. Luo Hongyan was even more worried, because this was the only one on the sea of ​​blood. She can truly feel the power of this phantom blood snake.

"I'll help him."

Hai Ling drew her sword in her hand and walked to the edge of the sea of ​​​​blood to activate her spiritual power. However, she found that an invisible wall had appeared in front of her, completely blocking her.

"In the battle of heaven-level spiritual weapons, only the person who takes the weapon fights with the spiritual beast. The others are not allowed to interfere. Anyone who takes the lead will die!"

The voice of the man in linen driving the boat in the sea of ​​​​blood was old and distant. When it fell, it shocked people's hearts. Even the sea spirit was moved by it.

"There is still a chance to quit now. As the guardian, I will not let the spirit beast harm your life."

The man in linen looked at Tang San expressionlessly. When the stone platform fell, he had only one way to die. What choice would this young man make?

Hearing what the man in sackcloth said, Tang San looked towards him, then bowed slightly, clasping his fists and saying: "Thank you, senior, for your kindness, but I think now that we are here, we have to compete for that day's level spiritual weapon no matter what, even if it is Even if this stone platform is broken into pieces, I must get back the soul-eating dagger!"

The man in sackcloth stopped talking and continued rowing while holding on to the bamboo grass.

Tang San raised his head and looked at the Phantom Blood Snake. This spiritual beast was extremely powerful and had an advantageous position. It would be somewhat difficult to fight it.

However, the more this happened, the more excited Tang San became.

Bahba bah…

Tang San's body shook, all the muscles and veins in his body exploded, and all the spiritual power of the Pulse Forging Realm burst out.

At this moment, Tang San's whole body was filled with explosive power. Just looking at it made him feel tingling all over.

Hai Ling below looked at Tang San and murmured: "His strength is no less than that of a warrior at the peak of the Pulse Forging Realm!"

The stone platform gradually fell, and Tang San stood on the highest level, his clenched fists burning with flames, blasting towards the phantom blood snake.

"Let me try to see if I can knock you out with a full blow from the Pulse Forging Realm!"

Boom boom boom!

Tang San held the fire in his fist, let out a long roar, stamped his feet, and rushed up, using his spiritual energy to attack the abdomen of the phantom blood snake.

Everyone below opened their mouths wide, no doubt extremely shocked when they saw Tang San's actions.

They originally thought that Tang San would stay put and defend instead of attacking, but now Tang San took the initiative to attack. If this attack failed, he would most likely be counterattacked by the Phantom Blood Snake and fall into the sea of ​​blood. It is certain death!

"Die, it's better to die. It will also save us from sending people from the Poison Sect to surround and kill him." Wei Wuliang stared at Tang San with cold eyes. In his opinion, Tang San had undoubtedly forced himself to a dead end. This showed that at this time, He is at the end of his rope.

Hai Ling stood on the edge of the blood sea, looking at Tang San's sudden attack, she pursed her lips slightly, nodded and praised: "Take advantage of its weakness and give the Phantom Blood Snake a fatal blow. Although the attack method is more dangerous, in fact, this is the current The best method."

The desperate Tang San didn't care what the people below him thought. In a desperate situation, he just wanted to risk his life and survive. If he just sat back and waited for death or used defense instead of attack, that was not his style.

Hiss!

Tang San's Fiery Fist made the phantom blood snake feel the crisis, and its triangular pupils radiated two rays of cold light. The snake spat out a stream of blood energy and attacked Tang San's Heavenly Spirit.

Tang San looked at the blood energy and snorted coldly. The fire fist moved forward, and when it came into contact with the blood energy, it burned slightly and turned it into nothingness.

After breaking through the blood energy, Tang San's figure turned into a fiery red stream of light and hit the Phantom Blood Snake's abdomen hard.

Suddenly, the Phantom Blood Snake let out a long and shrill scream, twisting its body violently, trying to get rid of the pain. A blood hole had been smashed out of its abdomen, and Tang San passed through the blood hole. He couldn't stay in mid-air for too long. With the help of his remaining spiritual energy, he quickly turned back and his feet landed on the stone platform again.

The warriors at the Blood Sea were stunned. They watched Tang San's figure fall down steadily, but a big hole opened in the belly of the phantom blood snake.

At this moment, it’s time to see who you are!

The Phantom Blood Snake slumped powerlessly and plunged into the sea of ​​blood.

"Is this the end?"

"Tang San's punch is powerful enough, and he found the Phantom Blood Snake's weakness, so it's no problem to kill it with one punch."

Everyone was talking, and most of them didn't want to believe that the phantom blood snake at the eighth level of the Pulse Forging Realm was actually killed by Tang San with one punch. You must know that the vitality of spiritual beasts is much stronger than that of warriors!

Ignoring these comments, Hai Ling looked at the screaming phantom blood snake and felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Her eyes fell on the stone platform that was still falling, and she seemed to have thought of something, but at this time, Tang San was still standing on the highest stone platform, unmoving.

Whoohoo!

The stone platforms on the Blood Sea were still falling one after another, and half of the thirty-six stone platforms had already fallen. If he relied on his own strength alone, it would be impossible for Tang San to return to the Blood Sea.

On the stone platform, Tang San frowned, his eyes lowered, and he glanced at the churning sea of ​​blood below. At this time, the churning of blood in the sea of ​​blood was even more intense than before, as if there was something hidden underneath, and then he turned around and looked at Shitai finally discovered something was wrong.

Tang San murmured: "The stone platform fell under the influence of this space before, and the speed was very slow, but now the speed is getting faster and faster, and the stone platform does not fall vertically as before, but is shaken in mid-air." After breaking into pieces, it turned into stone particles and fell down."

Thinking of this, Tang San's heart trembled. The next moment, he touched the stone platform with his toe, urging his spiritual power to rise into the air. A crack suddenly appeared at the stone platform he had just stepped on, and then the stone platform came from the inside. It was torn apart, turned into stone particles and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

Whoosh!

The next second, the sea of ​​​​blood created a huge wave, and a blood shadow that was twenty feet long wandered over the sea of ​​​​blood, leaving a blood mark wherever it passed, sweeping a thick aura of death.

"It's not good!"

Tang San was in mid-air, with no foothold. He would fall in less than ten breaths, and the stone platform had already shattered. He would eventually fall into the sea of ​​blood, ending up with the same fate as Chen Lan.