Douluo Rakshasa God King

Dilapidated thatched cottage, dim lighting.

A small figure kneeled in front of a pagoda with his head bowed. On the floor beside him were a black piece of food with white roses and a rusty copper lamp.

The small figure remained motionless, as if he wanted to kneel down forever like a stone statue...

With a "pop" sound, the flame in the copper lamp suddenly flickered, and he finally made some movement.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" After kowtowing three times, he slowly raised his head with traces of blood. He was also a handsome young man with a somewhat pale face. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old and was dressed in plain clothes.

"Mother, my child is leaving. Don't worry. Although I don't know where I will go, I will definitely become stronger."

"When I come back to rescue you, I will make sure that the person who caused you admits his mistake face to face and is at your mercy!"

The young man gritted his teeth and whispered a few words, kowtowed again, turned around and pushed out of the thatched hut.

"Master Tang, the equipment is ready." In an open space outside the thatched house, an old man in a green robe with white beard and hair stood in the open space and said when he saw the young man.

"Uncle Qing, I have said goodbye to my mother. Please cast a spell!" The young man heard the words and replied with lowered hands.

"In this case, this old slave is offended. The young master has only learned two skills before, so be careful!"

Uncle Qing nodded, and then used the long sword in his hand to slash into the air with all his life breath.

The surrounding space suddenly roared with strong winds, and a space crack was revealed where a person could pass through.

The young man walked in, and the crack closed. The young man turned back and said to himself (Uncle Qing, I will repay your family for what you have done for me). A drop of tears fell from the young man's cheek.

"Master, I can only help you so far. I have to leave." The old man in green robe sighed to the sky, turned into a ball of starlight, floated towards the sky, and disappeared under the starry sky.

It was as if the two of them had never appeared on this piece of grass.

……

The boy opened his eyes, and there were roads leading to all over the world.

He was originally the son of the Lord of the Tianzhou Continent in the Kyushu Continent, ‘Tang Chen’. He was extremely talented, approachable, and amiable, and was called the ‘Sage of the Holy Lord’ by the world.

It's a pity that there is an evil brother who not only framed Tang Ling, but also sucked up all his talents.

He also pointed the mastermind behind all this to his mother, who was suppressed in the tower and had a narrow escape from death.

Although the father is the head of a state, his power is actually less than that of the elders. He can only obey orders but cannot resist. He is like a puppet!

He could only be forced to change places to become stronger and save his mother.

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"This is... space turbulence! Damn it, you must leave quickly. If you stay here for even half a second, you will be torn to pieces by the turbulence!"

Tang Chen drifted into a place in confusion, and it seemed to have 'reincarnation' written on it.

……

"Where is this?" Tang Chen was lying in a forest, and a leaf fell gently on Tang Chen's face.

Tang Chen wanted to pry it open with his hands, but when he pried it away, he found that the touch felt wrong, so he put his hand in front of his eyes.

"My hands turned into baby's hands! Could it be..." Tang Chen looked at his body again, completely a baby's body.

Six years later…

On the mountain behind Shenghun Village, birds are chirping, streams are flowing, and everything is animated.

"Different worlds, same rules. Strength means everything. In the eyes of the strong, the weak will always be pawns to be manipulated!"

"The strong are willing to communicate with the weak. Nine points of falsehood and one point of truth!" On the steep hilltop, a young man with black hair and smart eyes held the void in his hand.

His eyes were very firm, as if he wanted to surrender at his feet today.

The young man is about 130 centimeters tall, with long flowing hair, wearing black clothes, and wearing an iron sword. Most of the young man's body is covered in weeds, leaving only his remaining eyes to observe.

"Hmph!" A pig's cry broke the silence.

The young man was alert, his petite hands slowly touched the source rope behind his back, and his dark eyes stared ahead.

There was a special ancient tree in front of the young man. The main trunk was as thick as floating branches. If you look carefully, you will find a three centimeter thick rope tied to the side branches.

There was a huge iron clamp at the end of the rope, and a huge wild boar slowly walked towards the iron clamp covered by thick grass.

Little did he know that he was about to face the threat of death. He saw the clamp getting closer and closer...

"Now!" The young man pulled the rope hard, and the iron clamp was clamped.

At this time, the wild boar had just stepped into the center of the trap. Hearing the sound, he immediately raised his head to observe, but what he saw in his eyes were several connected spikes.

"Chi-chi-chi!~" A sound of killing pigs cut through half of the forest, causing birds to dance wildly.

Taking a closer look, the wild boar had been passed through the hall by an iron clip and hung high.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The young man breathed a sigh of relief. He had been waiting at this position for an hour, and finally waited for the lost wild boar.

The young man drew out the black sword from his back, and with one sweep, the wild boar that was still half breathing was completely sent to the west.

Cut off the rope, pull the remaining part of the rope parallel to the wild boar, turn around and run down the mountain.

The young man held the rope and jumped down. He was very fast and passed countless trees.

Soon we arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Brother, you didn't take me and ran up the mountain by yourself!"

A slightly angry voice reached the young man's ears, causing him to slow down.

Turning around, a boy with short black hair and slightly purple eyes looked towards the former.

"Mistress, I will do it next time!" the young man replied awkwardly.

"It's guaranteed next time. How many times have you said this?" The boy felt that he was being perfunctory and asked again.

"Then Pi will definitely do it next time? Okay, mistress, I'll treat you to roast pig, don't be angry."

The young man patted the boy's shoulder, then patted the huge fat piece of meat, with a smile on his face, indicating that he had something to eat this time.

The boy glanced at the young man, implying that he was still a child and there was no need to care. He reluctantly turned his head and left with his back to the young man.

After the boy left, the boy's smile disappeared briefly.

From the moment he came to this continent and was picked up, the young man felt that this life was destined to be extraordinary.

The strange soul power was very similar to the spiritual power of his previous continent, and the strange martial soul had never been seen before in his life.

Whenever the strength reaches the edge of the bottle, it must rely on the soul ring condensed after the death of the soul beast similar to the previous life Warcraft?

He also didn't know that he currently knew too little about this life. There were very few books in his village, so he couldn't fully understand this new continent.

……

Unknowingly, the boy had arrived at the door of his house. The boy also woke up, put down the wild boar, and began to dissect the parts.

This young man is the genius of the ‘Tianzhou Continent’ in the Nine Provinces Continent, ‘Tang Chen’.

He came to a world called Douluo Continent, and when he was reincarnated, he was picked up and brought home by a young man named Tang Hao in the Star Dou Forest.

The person talking to him at the foot of the mountain was his younger brother Tang San, the biological son of the original owner.

There was also a cute and cute girl who was also picked up by Tang Hao and brought back to the Holy Soul Village. She was born half a day younger than Tang San.

In his previous life, Tang Chen was a crazy girl-protector, and this time is no exception...