The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

three months ago.

A tall, burly middle-aged man came to the town at the entrance to the Killing City. He was wearing a shabby robe, his hair was sloppy, and his face was covered with stubble.

But the pair of blood-red eyes under the robe were unusually bright.

It was Tang Hao who was pursuing the inheritance of gods.

After sitting in the Killing City for five years, resisting the erosion of murderous intent and honing Haotian's unique skills, I finally got the response of the Shura God statue deep in the Hell Road of the Killing City, and got my wish and started the Nine Tests of the Shura God.

In five years, Tang Hao recovered from all his old injuries, completed the first six exams, and became a peerless Douluo.

The assessments for God Asura, God of Poseidon, True Ancestor of Angels, and God of Rakshasa are different. He adopted the method of spreading the net widely. As long as he could understand the realm of the God of Death, he would have the opportunity to inherit the throne of Shura.

Multiple people can even start the inheritance of gods at the same time, and the winner is king.

The City of Killing is the place of inheritance he left in Douluo Continent, and there are countless such places of inheritance within the jurisdiction of the God Realm.

This method also trained several capable generals for God Shura.

A few years ago, Douluo Continent produced a strong man who had the opportunity to inherit the throne of Shura, but unfortunately he failed to pass his test.

God Shura is neither an evil god nor a good god. He takes the completely opposite path to Rakshasa God. He believes that the most important thing as the god of killing is to control killing instead of being controlled by killing.

The inheritor He chooses must be able to give every living being in the world the most equal death with a just 'Shura Heart'! Including gods!

He has obviously gone further than the Rakshasa God. He is not a puppet of the Shura God. It is even possible to get closer.

And Tang Hao returned to the Killing City this time just to complete his divine test.

"The seventh test of God Shura, judge the King of Slaughter, and retrieve the inherited artifact - Shura Demon Sword! Gain affinity with the god!" This was the message given to him by the Shura mark on his forehead.

Enter the town.

Tang Hao's terrifying combat intuition sensed something was wrong, and he looked warily at the gloomy and deserted town.

"Why is there no one? What happened in the Killing City in the past few years?" He murmured to himself.

He didn't encounter any danger, so he hurried to the bar in the small town he was familiar with, which was one of the entrances to the Killing City.

Entering the bar, Tang Hao suddenly raised his right hand, and a Clear Sky Hammer that was bigger than him appeared in his hand.

The pitch-black giant hammer turned into a streak of black light and hit the ground heavily.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and a huge hole appeared on the ground, and a cold wind blew up from under the cave.

Tang Hao was an old acquaintance of the Killing City. He put away the Clear Sky Hammer and jumped down without hesitation.

After passing a long corridor and turning a corner skillfully, there was a faint light coming from ahead.

Tang Hao finally sensed the breath of life and strode forward to the entrance of the Killing City. There were still a hundred and one soldiers stationed there, all covered in heavy black armor.

The leader was sitting on a tall war horse, and his horse was also covered with thick black armor.

"Dear God of Death, what are you doing here?" When the black-armored knight saw Tang Hao, his pupils shrank, and he quickly dismounted and saluted respectfully.

The God of Killing - is not a god, but a soul master who has obtained the title of 'God of Killing Domain' through the City of Killing.

The Killing City is the inheritance place of gods, a realm similar to a small world. The most special thing is that any soul skills are invalid here.

Even a peerless Douluo can only use the most basic power and the most basic form of martial spirit.

The black-armored knights stationed at the portal, as managers of the Killing City, can even look down on powerful soul masters at the Title Douluo level.

The reason why Tang Hao is respected by the black-armored knights is that he has the God of Killing Domain, where he can use soul skills, and his status is directly equal to that of the King of Killing.

"Take me to see the King of Slaughter." Tang Hao went straight to the point without beating around the bush, nor did he explain why he wanted to see the King of Slaughter.

"This" the black-armored knight's eyes moved slightly, not daring to disobey Tang Hao's request, and said cautiously:

"Lord God of Death, please wait patiently for a moment, can you let me make an announcement?"

"Ah."

Tang Hao responded lightly, then stood there without saying a word and waited.

The black-armored knight breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and waved to send a black-armored guard into the killing city to report.

When the God of Death is angry, one person can destroy the entire city of killing with the help of soul skills. No one dares to anger such a being.

After a while.

The black-armored guard who went to report the incident came back, accompanied by a cold-faced and charming woman, who was the beloved personal maid of the King of Slaughter.

The charming woman led Tang Hao to the residence of the King of Slaughter.

The King of Slaughter is a tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak, sitting on a dark throne holding a cup of blood.

It has a pale face, a pair of completely blood-red eyes, a pair of red horns on its head, and the skin around its face is densely packed with tiny scales.

Obviously he is not a normal human being.

He is also a divine examiner? !

As soon as they met, Tang Hao felt awe-struck. He felt a familiar aura from the scarlet figure, which was the aura of the 'Shura Divine Test'.

The seventh test is to judge the King of Slaughter and retrieve the inherited artifact - Shura Demon Sword? It turns out that the King of Slaughter was once the heir of God Shura? Failure in the assessment is the outcome of being neither human nor ghost!

Tang Hao suddenly remembered the content of the seventh test and thought to himself.

At the same time, the body is slightly pressed down, ready to attack.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The King of Slaughter stared at Tang Hao, and saw murderous intent in his eyes. His movements froze, and a red light flashed in his scarlet eyes.

He also felt the breath of Shura God on Tang Hao! The visitor is not good!

The two had met many years ago. The God of Death was even more powerful than him because he could use soul skills in the city of killing.

Bang! ! !

Without hesitation or scruple, a huge Clear Sky Hammer suddenly appeared in Tang Hao's hand and expanded suddenly.

With a sudden force, he kicked his feet hard on the ground, causing sand and gravel to fly. He rushed towards the King of Slaughter like an arrow from a string.

The peerless Douluo's strength and the world-dominating Clear Sky Hammer in his hand make him unscrupulous. Even if his grandfather is here, they are only between equals, let alone this trash killing king?

Even when he was still a titled Douluo, he was still sure of defeating the King of Slaughter!

"boom!"

The Clear Sky Hammer struck downwards with the condensed incomparable power. The energy vibrated the air, creating a shock wave visible to the naked eye.

"hateful!!"

The King of Slaughter's deep and sharp voice sounded, and the evil cold red ripples suddenly spread out. A pair of blood-red bone wings spread out, and the fingers stretched out sharp claws to attack.

As soon as Dou came into contact with the Clear Sky Hammer, he was instantly knocked away by the overbearing power.

The King of Slaughter paused for a moment after stabilizing his figure.

Tang Hao once again swung the unrivaledly heavy Clear Sky Hammer and struck him. Each hammer was faster than the last, like a violent storm. Each hammer was full of powerful and unparalleled power.

The King of Slaughter turned into a blood shadow and kept fighting back.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

<divclass="contentadv">The sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the space.

Although the King of Slaughter is powerful, he is one step too slow. Facing such rapid and intensive attacks, he gradually becomes unable to withstand such rapid and intensive attacks.

He began to retreat backward, trying to avoid Tang Hao's offensive.

However, the more he evaded, the more courageous Tang Hao became in fighting, his momentum continued to accumulate, and every strike carried the force of thunder.

Finally, the last of the eighty-one hammers was reached. This hammer was like an insurmountable mountain, which was daunting.

If this hammer falls, it will definitely destroy the King of Slaughter.

At this critical moment.

Under the pressure of life and death, the King of Slaughter seemed to have changed into a different person. A heavy hammer covered with dark golden magic patterns suddenly appeared in his hand, attacking from an incredible angle.

With a loud bang.

The entire city of killing began to tremble.

Most of the nearby buildings have collapsed, and the dust in the air is flying everywhere with the hurricane-like airflow. The ground is full of destroyed buildings and debris, and it is a mess.

In the distance, a huge mushroom cloud rose up, covering the entire killing city.

Wails and calls for help could be heard in the distance, and the powerful fallen ones nearby ran in terror, trying to escape from this horrific scene.

Tang Hao waved his hand and rolled away the dust with his soul power. When he saw the King of Slaughter half-kneeling in the rubble, his pupils suddenly tightened, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

To be precise, it is the huge hammer in the hand of the King of Slaughter.

"Is this the Clear Sky Hammer?!" His eyes revealed a horrified light.

There was a sword-shaped bloody magic pattern on the forehead of the Slaughter King, and the red light flowed as if it was alive. He held the Clear Sky Hammer and stood up slowly.

His eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he looked down at his monster-like body. He just woke up from his dream, looked up at the burly figure not far away, and felt the familiar aura again.

"Are you Hao'er? You've really made a lot of progress." He smiled slightly.

The King of Slaughter's voice has changed a lot compared to before. It is no longer sharp and evil. It has become old and thick. It does not sound like the voice of a middle-aged man at all, but like a majestic elder.

"Grandfather?!" Tang Hao was stunned when he heard this familiar voice, looking a little unbelievable.

"It's me, Hao'er, I haven't seen you for many years, and you've grown so big." The King of Slaughter stared at Tang Hao with his profound eyes.

"It's really you."

Tang Hao felt the familiar aura from the giant hammer. He remembered listening to the teachings at his grandfather's knees when he was young. He thought of his grandfather Tang Chen who pursued the path of the gods. He thought of the injustice he had suffered over the years. The eyes of this iron-clad man suddenly became moist. :

"How could you become like this?"

"Silly boy, how old are you and you still cry?" Seeing this, the King of Slaughter stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's a long story." Then he talked about his experiences over the years.

Regarding the matter of God Shura, the King of Slaughter was only halfway through when he suddenly had a splitting headache, an evil red light flashed, and the sword-shaped blood-colored magic lines on his forehead were looming.

Two pairs of fangs stuck out from his mouth, he covered his head, and let out a roar of pain. His eyes became fierce and angry, as if he wanted to devour the entire world.

"Grandfather!!!" Tang Hao noticed something strange about the King of Slaughter. He raised his hand and put it on the shoulder of the King of Slaughter. The same sword-shaped bloody magic mark appeared on his forehead as the King of Slaughter, which was the mark of Shura.

Powerful and pure murderous intent poured into the mind of the King of Slaughter with a trace of Shura divine power. In a moment, he suppressed the evil thoughts.

Seeing that his grandfather's eyes were clear again, Tang Hao looked solemn and asked: "Grandpa, is there any way to solve the blood-red nine-headed bat king on your body?"

The King of Slaughter shook his head: "The blood-red nine-headed bat king has completely merged with my evil obsession. They are indistinguishable from each other. Even if the separation is successful, this broken body that has been eroded for many years will not be able to sustain it for long."

After a pause, a deep sadness flashed in his eyes, and he warned with a serious expression: "Hao'er, you have embarked on this dangerous road to becoming a god. You must be careful of the intervention of the Rakshasa God and keep your heart."

"Grandfather." Tang Hao choked and shouted as he realized that another relative was about to pass away.

"Hahaha, there is no need to be sad, Hao'er. I feel happy that my grandfather could see you before he died." The King of Slaughter said with a hearty smile.

He hammered Tang Hao's chest a few times, looked at Tang Hao with expectant eyes, and said, "I can't become a god, but Hao'er, you can definitely surpass your grandfather! Become Shura God! Become the first true god of Haotian Sect. ! Become the first true god in Douluo Continent in tens of thousands of years!"

The King of Slaughter is very satisfied with Tang Hao's current strength, coupled with his murderous aura without distracting thoughts, his descendants will definitely fulfill his last wish.

The first true god in mainland China?

When Tang Hao heard this, he suddenly froze, remembering something, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Five years ago, he inherited the divine examination and went out to look for the murderer who razed the Haotian Sect to the ground. His sister Tang Yuehua, who was far away in Tiandou City, told him what he had guessed for many years.

There is a 90% possibility that the murderer is Yu Xiaogang, a great scholar who retired from the world at that time!

It also brought desperate news. The fourteen titled Douluo from Wuhun Palace took action at the same time. Among them was Qian Daoliu, the strongest man in the mainland at that time. Even the real hundred-level strong men were raised by the bachelor. repression.

The Star Luo Empire's million-strong army was crushed by a vast and boundless giant, and tens of millions of people witnessed it.

After that, everyone in Douluo Continent reached a consensus.

When the King of Slaughter saw this scene, he thought Tang Hao was feeling sad for him.

"One more thing. I have committed heinous crimes after becoming the King of Slaughter for so many years. Five years ago, the Rakshasa God personally sent an oracle to the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King. Now the evil soul master is probably spreading to the mainland. This matter , it's up to you, Hao'er, to settle the matter." He said business.

At that time, he became a peerless Douluo and swept away the evil soul masters in the world. He led the Haotian Sect to become the number one sect in the world and was respected by the world. However, in his old age, he became the source of evil soul masters. The King of Slaughter was filled with guilt.

"Yeah." Tang Hao was a little absent-minded and responded casually.

The King of Slaughter didn't care. As long as he handed the Shura Demonic Sword to Hao'er, no matter how powerful the evil soul master was, he could kill him with just a few swords.

"By the way, I wonder how the sect is doing lately?" After a moment of silence, he thought of something and asked.

"Zongmen." Tang Hao was startled, hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to tell everything about his experiences over the years.

First, Wuhun Palace chased him, and Haotian Sect closed the sect.

Hearing this, the Slaughter King's face became more and more ugly. He thought everything was fine in the Haotian Sect, but he didn't expect that everything was fine in the Haotian Sect.

But what happened next was almost unacceptable to him. The once number one sect in the world was moved to the sect's headquarters.

All the soul masters died in the battle, and no bones were left.

At this point, Tang Hao burst into tears. He knelt down in front of the King of Slaughter and said a few words, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, Hao'er is incompetent and failed to protect the sect."

"No - Haotian Zong Xiao'er"

The Slaughter King's voice was trembling, and blood and tears were constantly overflowing from his scarlet eyes, making his face look ferocious.

"who is it?!!"

"who is it?!!"

the other side.

Yu Xiaogang, who was staying by Jinghu Lake, had an inexplicable whim, but he didn't realize that a huge cause and effect was about to fall on him.