Douluo: Killing the Monarch, shocking Qian Renxue at the beginning

Tang San also snorted disdainfully. In this world, except for his father and teacher, no one made him bow down, not even the King of Slaughter.

Seeing Tang San not paying attention to the King of Slaughter, the fallen ones here also rushed forward in anger.

He can be disrespectful to the City of Killing, but he cannot be disrespectful to the King of Killing, because the King of Killing is their belief, and anyone who dares to insult the King of Killing will become their enemy.

Tang Hao looked at everyone in front of him indifferently, and then said calmly, "Kill them."

Hearing his father's words, Tang San also nodded. He had gone through many trainings with his father in the past year, and he also knew that this world was dominated by the weak and the strong. If he wanted to survive, he could only rely on his own strength. strength.

The rest is just side details.

Tang San released his martial soul and soul rings, and when the five soul rings appeared, the fallen who had been showing off their power before suddenly knitted their brows together.

Because they already know that the other party is not a child, but a strong man in the soul king realm.

Tang San showed no mercy and directly attacked the people in front of him. Under the simple blue silver grass, everyone was penetrated through the chest at almost the same time, and the hot blood continued to splash out like a fountain.

Seeing this, Tang San not only didn't feel anything, but showed a greedy smile. Why should he have to endure the pain caused by thousands of arrows piercing his heart every day?

Why? !

So, anyone can die in this world?

Tang San's eyes had turned blood red, and he had killed everyone here, and even chopped off the other party's heads in order to vent his inner anger.

It was enough to show how cruel and cruel Tang San's methods were.

Tang Hao nodded with satisfaction. Only in this way can he survive in the hellish place of the Killing City. Everything depends on him.

Tang San glanced at his father, and immediately summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, unceremoniously opening the entrance to the Killing City.

at the same time.

Lin Che in the main hall slowly opened her eyes. At this time, he also felt someone breaking into the killing city.

Presumably this is Tang San.

Sure enough, in about half a minute, the black-robed soul master who had been in the tavern appeared out of thin air, half-kneeling on the ground respectfully, with endless respect in his eyes.

"Meet my king."

"Ah."

Lin Che nodded and asked, "How is the matter?"

"Reporting to my king, Tang San has entered the Killing City, but Tang Hao has not."

The black-robed soul master told Lin Che everything that happened.

Lin Che naturally knew what Tang Hao was thinking, so she didn't say anything. Instead, she said calmly: "Notify us and proceed as normal, but don't let Tang San participate in the hell field."

The black-robed soul master who heard this sentence obviously didn't understand whether coming to the Killing City and not participating in the hell field would break the rules.

However, after seeing my king's expression, the black-robed soul master did not say anything further. He could only turn around and inform the killing envoy of this matter.

Naturally, the Killing Envoy would not ask my king what he thought, but told Tang San the rules of this place, and promised Tang San that in two years, as long as Tang San could survive in the outer city, he could leave the Killing City. .

As for the inner city, he was not eligible to enter.

If he is allowed to go to the road to hell, then the city of killing will be completely destroyed. Even if the opponent does not have the fairy grass, there must be other ways to completely destroy the city of killing.

Lin Che naturally didn't want to see this, and he also wanted to see how Tang Hao would feel after learning that his son had not obtained the Killing God Realm.

Lin Che shook the Bloody Mary in her hand, with a strange smile on her lips. At the same time, a huge screen appeared in front of him, and on the screen was the scene of Tang San arriving in the outer city.

Regardless of whether they can obtain the Killing God Realm.

Even Hu Liena.

None of them have this qualification.

After the Killing Envoy resolved Tang San's matter, he returned to the main hall and told Lin Che everything that had happened.

"My king, the current matter has been resolved, but my subordinates don't understand. Why don't you give the people brought by the two killing gods the qualifications to pass the road to hell?"

Before he finished speaking, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King. The surrounding air became obviously thicker, and the strong smell of blood spread everywhere.

The cold female voice suddenly let out a sharp scream that was not like a human being. In the corner, a convex body trembled violently.

"Remember your identity, I am doing things, it is not your turn to dictate here, do you understand?"

The Killing Envoy was also frightened and immediately knelt down in front of Lin Che, "I'm sorry, my king. It was my subordinate who was rude."

Lin Che did not make things difficult for the Killing Envoy. The woman in front of her was once the most favored woman by her teacher. In terms of seniority, she could also be regarded as the master's wife.

However, in this carnage-filled city, this relationship has long since ceased to exist.

Therefore, the relationship between the Killing Messenger and himself is only that of superior and subordinate.

The Killing Messenger was dripping with sweat, and her delicate cheeks showed endless fear. She knew in her heart that the current King of Killing was no longer the King of Killing Tang Chen.

The Lin Che in front of him was the real God of Killing.

Countless people have died in his hands. If one word causes his life to wither, then the gain will really outweigh the loss.

Looking at the woman in front of her, Lin Che did not continue to say anything, but asked her to proceed as planned. It would only take two years and everything would be a good show.

The Killing Messenger nodded and wanted to provide benefits to Lin Che, but was rejected by the latter. He did not have the hobby that his teacher had back then.

Then he waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.

Although the Killing Envoy was unwilling, he still turned around and left obediently, leaving Lin Che sitting alone on the throne and staring at the scenery in front of her.

Lin Che stood up slowly, turned her head and looked at the throne behind her, and walked towards another place with some boredom.

It was an eerie road, with beheaded corpses on both sides of the road, and blood flowing into a river continued to flow, as if it was endless and unstoppable.

Lin Che had long been accustomed to it, because the end of this road was the place where she practiced and became the inheritor of the Shura God.

Only here can one accept the true assessment of God Shura.