The Desert God of Death in Douluo

"Good job, hard work."

Zeng Yixin looked at this group of elite soldiers who were capable of doing things, and couldn't help but praise them with satisfaction.

Just when Zeng Yixin and his party were reviewing the results accompanied by Ning Tiefeng, in the basement of a certain house in the inner city, Tang San hammered the wall hard.

He has already won 67 games this year. As long as he has half a year or less, he will be confident of winning [-] games and then hit the Road to Hell.

And at this critical juncture, the city of killing was actually captured! ! ? ?

Thinking of this matter, Tang San's chest couldn't help but feel a dull pain.

Damn it!Damn it!

Tang San couldn't understand why the whole world seemed to be against him.

Even if he was born without a mother and his father was irresponsible, he had no parents in his previous life, so he still respected and cared for his father in the best way he could.

At that time, he still believed that with the help of Tang Sect's secret knowledge, he had the ability to create a world on this continent. Even if a well-known useless martial spirit was awakened, he would not have any big fluctuations.

If God gives him a chance to live again, he must create such a great reputation here.

But then, things took a turn for the worse.

Starting from Shrek Academy, he first encountered Xiao Wu leaving without saying goodbye, and there has been no news since.

Then he learned the true identity of his father, and at the same time, his father's personal supervision and training slightly calmed the waves in his heart.

Later, he failed in the Continental Senior Soul Master Competition, a place where young talents could showcase their strength. His classmates from Shrek won the competition, but at that time he was fighting to win back his mother. struggle for the relics.

Yes, his mother's relic was once handed over to redeem him, but after being tossed around, it found its way into the hands of Wuhun Palace and was openly designed as a reward for the champion of the individual competition.

For this soul bone, he had to start cultivating his second martial soul in advance. The Clear Sky Hammer could have been his best assistant on the road from level 99 to level [-], but he had to absorb five soul rings immediately. , for this reason, something strange happened to my body. It was clear that the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit still had a vacant soul ring position, but it could not continue to absorb it.

It wasn't until these few days that Tang San was sure that his body had almost recovered and that his body could continue to accommodate the next soul ring.

But what did he gain during this period?

In the individual competition, he was so high-spirited that he failed when trying to win over the Yu clan, and almost beat Niu Yeye to death on the court. Not only did he hate the Yu clan completely, but he was also defeated in the finals due to intentional or unintentional targeting. .

The teacher said that he would go to the Pope to solve the defects in his martial soul and the problem of soul ring absorption. However, there has been no news so far. His father went to take back his mother's last relic, but he died in an unknown place. No one knows where the bones are.

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but swung his fist heavily against the stone wall of the basement again, even though the epidermal tissue was wiped off in the air in an instant, and his entire right fist became dripping with blood without even realizing it.

After a year of training in the Haotian Sect, suffering from ostracism, ridicule and disdain, he made up his mind to bid farewell to Tang Xiao and head to the city of killing, hoping to achieve the title of God of Killing like his father.

Get stronger, get stronger, get stronger at all costs!

At this time, Tang San only had the desire to become stronger in his mind. Whether it was Zeng Yixin or Wuhundian, a fishing law enforcer, or someone who used his mother's relics as rewards and designed to kill his father, this He kept every account in mind.

And Haotian Sect...

Thinking of the mocking, resentful, or disgusting looks these elders and sect disciples gave him, the fire of anger in Tang San's heart couldn't help but burn brightly.

The cruelty he experienced over the years, the pain and humiliation he endured, made him completely determined. He vowed to use complete force to completely eliminate anyone who was his enemy, and to end the lives of these people in the most cruel way. Even the soul must be subjected to his never-ending torment.

But...but...

What can he do now?

He watched with his own eyes the group of gray-armored legions that looked like fierce ghosts came out from the entrance of Hell Road and swept through the entire killing city with the force of wind and clouds. Anyone who dared to resist them perished under the strange long-barreled hidden weapon.

But as far as he knew, the only way to leave the Killing City was through Hell Road. Now that Hell Road was firmly controlled by an unknown force, how could he start talking about leaving?

Against all odds, Tang San took out a Bloody Mary from the soul tool by accident.

Perhaps, his life was so wasted?

After drinking the Bloody Mary in the cup, he might just spend the rest of his life in this place like garbage on the roadside, and he no longer cares about the toxicity in the Bloody Mary.

At least...he can turn people on, can't he?

Bloody Mary tastes a little salty and a little sour.The strong smell of blood instantly filled Tang San's taste and smell.

But it only made Tang San frown and drink a cup of Bloody Mary. Tang San lay down on the ground in a large shape. The Bloody Mary mixed with the toxins in the air slowly played a role in Tang San's body. With the effect, not only did his depressed mood gradually dissipate, but he also started laughing involuntarily, and his whole person became excited.

At this moment, a black and red light avoided everyone's sight and flew into the Killing City from the small town outside the Killing City. After circling the inner and outer cities for several times, it seemed to have found A suitable target flew towards a basement the next moment.

There are many talented people, and there are also many people who are willing to degenerate. There are also many people who harbor great hatred and wish to kill the people of the world. However, it is difficult to find the intersection between the three types of people in the killing city.

After Tang San drank his first sip of Bloody Mary, the light beam found its target.

Lying on the ground, the excitement in Tang San's body gradually faded away as time passed. He slept for a long time. To be honest, he hadn't slept for such a long time in a long time.

In the dream, Tang San seemed to be trapped in boundless darkness, and could only rely on his will to walk in the boundless darkness. Even Tang San himself didn't know how far he had walked, until a few faint flowers lit up in front of his eyes. Purple light.

They were 14 pillars that seemed to stand upright from the sky, with a faint purple fire burning at the top. It seemed that it had always been like this from ancient times to the present. I don’t know how long it had been burning, and I didn’t know when it would go out.

No, it is better to call it a pillar than a jingchuáng. There are no carved dragons or phoenixes on the traditional pillars, nor the shapes of turtles, birds and beasts in the seal script. There are only densely packed small characters, as if they are engraved with scriptures. , Tang San was farsighted, but still couldn't see clearly.

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