The Three Dragon Kings of Douluo

The Sea God worshipped by Sea God Island is just a first-level god of the same realm as Yu Tianming. The Sea God's assessment can directly increase the age of the inheritor's soul ring, and Yu Tianming of the same realm can naturally do it.

Yu Tianming glanced at the four women in front of him, and had a rough calculation in his mind. The four fingers of his right hand were slightly bent, and several groups of radiant white dots flew to their eyebrows.

The martial spirits of Dugu Yan, Ning Rongrong, and Azhu and Azi automatically left their bodies, and soul rings shining with bright light slowly emerged from their feet. Soul Douluo, Soul Emperor, Soul Douluo, Soul Saint, although the four people are not very old, they follow Yu Tianming and have constant opportunities. Their cultivation has long been improved to a level that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

"This is the divine power I condensed, similar to the soul rings bestowed by God. They will turn into the age of your soul rings according to your ability to bear."

As the voice fell, the color of the soul rings of several people gradually began to improve. Especially Ning Rongrong, she had never experienced the divine test and was an auxiliary soul master. The age of her first soul ring was just over a hundred years old, but under the influence of Yu Tianming's divine power, the color began to change rapidly. Yellow, purple, black, in just a few breaths, even before Ning Rongrong could react, the soul ring under her feet changed to black, black, black, red and gold.

Yu Tianming smiled slightly and asked everyone: "How do you feel after the soul ring age has increased?"

"Other places seem to have no changes, but my soul power has become more powerful, the soul skills consume less, and now I can release amplification soul skills all the time." Ning Rongrong couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. Although her Nine Treasures Glazed Tower has fixed skills and fixed amplification, she is full of joy even if she only changes the color of the soul ring.

"I am different from Rongrong. The effect of my soul skills depends entirely on the age of my soul rings. After absorbing Tianming's divine power, the power of my soul skills has increased by more than one order of magnitude." Dugu Yan took a few steps forward and walked in front of Yu Tianming, laughing softly: "I feel that I still have room for improvement. Tianming, you are not reluctant to give up your divine power, so you didn't upgrade my soul ring to 100,000 years."

Yu Tianming shook his head, "Yan Yan, for soul beasts, 100,000-year soul beasts and 10,000-year soul beasts are completely two levels. Suddenly increasing the age of the soul ring too much will be detrimental to your control of the martial soul. You are now a soul douluo, and it won't be long before you can become a god. At that time, can't you increase the age yourself?"

After explaining the age of the soul ring, Yu Tianming turned and said: "Although I don't recommend increasing the age of the soul ring to 100,000 years, a fully equipped 100,000-year soul bone is very suitable for everyone."

When Yu Tianming was still very weak, he had no chance to obtain a 100,000-year soul bone. For the girls, a thousand-year soul bone was considered a good treasure. Except Ning Rongrong, the other women all have a few soul bones less than 100,000 years old.

"Tianming is right, especially my 4,000-year-old left arm bone. It was still useful when it was at a low level, but now it seems too useless." After hearing Yu Tianming's words, Dugu Yan nodded in approval.

"Yes, sister also has a 100-year-old torso bone. This bone was indeed precious to us at that time, but it is no longer of much use now," said A Zi, who said nothing, "and there is still the soul of the sea dragon in my skull. Can the young master revive it at his current level?"

"Of course, it was sacrificed to become my eighth soul ring, and I have never forgotten it." Several drops of water exuding a sacred aura merged into everyone's body. At the same time, a blue illusory dragon shadow suddenly rushed out from A Zi's head and was captured in Yu Tianming's palm.

When you reach the level of a first-level god, you can create martial souls at will like the sea god created Poseidon's martial soul. It is even easier to revive a soul beast with a dragon soul.

Because the cultivation base has not reached 100,000 years, the soul has not been fully preserved and has no perfect thinking ability. The blue dragon shadow like the sea has a dull look in its eyes and wanders aimlessly in Yu Tianming's palm. As Yu Tianming closes his five fingers and gently squeezes, the blue dragon shadow disappears in his hand.

At the same time, in the Dragon God Realm, a blue dragon that is tens of meters long suddenly falls into the sea, causing a large wave.

After a few breaths, the dragon slowly turns around, scanning the lifeless blue sea while whispering: "I, am I resurrected? Tianming has really become a god? But I don't seem to be in Douluo Continent anymore..."

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After spending several months with a group of women, Yu Tianming brought Dugu Yan to the City of Slaughter.

After several years, the scenery outside the Killing City has not changed much. The blood moon hangs high in the purple sky, reflecting a dark scene on the earth. Outside the broken city wall, several black-armored knights ride on dark-skinned horses and patrol the edge of the Killing City. Every move is full of murderous aura.

Two figures slowly walked out from the edge of the dark city wall. Looking at the still dark world around them, Dugu Yan, who was dressed in black, asked in confusion: "Normally, there should be blood bags lying everywhere here, but why can't I see so many people now? If the scenery has not changed, I dare not admit that this is the Killing City."

Yu Tianming, who was wearing a loose robe, slightly lowered the brim of his hat and said in a deep voice: "Three years ago, after you entered the road to hell, I killed the ruler of the Killing City, the Killing King. Without the basic order, the inner and outer cities have long been mixed together. The weak people in the outer city who rely on providing bloody Mary to survive naturally have no chance to survive. Now this is a real lawless place."

"According to this, the Slaughter City can only barely keep the fallen soul masters from fleeing with the support of the Spirit Hall. After all, the soul masters outside cannot use their soul skills here, and the cost of suppressing them is too high..."

The two walked from the edge of the Slaughter City to the center of the city step by step. There is no distinction between the inner city and the outer city here. All the fallen soul masters have lost the possibility of escaping the battle. The whole way is a brutal and bloody scene. But the further you go in, the more fallen soul masters there are, and the more "civilized" the Slaughter City becomes.

Dugu Yan said in confusion: "Why doesn't it look like the Killing City, but more like a small border town. Even the fallen soul master who attacked us is gone."

"In the original Killing City, people in the outer city did not need to fight, but they had to contribute plasma on time every month. People in the inner city did not need to contribute blood, but they had to participate in the Hell Fight on time. Now no one requires them. Are these fallen soul masters really not afraid of life and death and take the initiative to take risks to fight?"

"Yes, after all, those who gather here are all inhumane scum. They may bully the weak and regard the lives of others as nothing, but they will definitely cherish their own lives. So the core of the Killing City has lost the killing."

The two have come to the Hell Killing Field, the core of the Killing City, the place where countless fallen people fight for their lives. Without the King of Killing, it has been destroyed beyond recognition in just a few years, and there are ruins everywhere.

Under the shadow of the hood, Yu Tianming's mouth curled up slightly, "They were only temporarily happy for two years. Now that you and I are here, their good days are over."

After the voice fell, Yu Tianming grabbed Dugu Yan, jumped up, and stood at the highest point of the ruined hell killing field. Looking from afar, there were countless fallen soul masters who were eating and drinking and having fun. The number was far greater than any period in the Killing City. Among them, a fat man with a red Mohawk was particularly conspicuous.

"Yanyan, now I want to make this place a hell for fallen soul masters, a real killing field, and Yanyan will be the next King of Killing. How about it?"

Dugu Yan nodded with a cold look in his eyes, "These disgusting scum should have died long ago, and they can't be allowed to come to the Killing City to have food and drink for retirement."

Yu Tianming didn't say much, a white light flashed in his hand, and the Shura Sword originally stored in the Sea God Temple came into Yu Tianming's hand. The sword was blood red all over. As soon as it appeared, an irresistible killing intent suddenly spread throughout the killing field. Yu Tianming, who was holding the sword, felt the powerful divine power hidden in it.

Handing the sword to Dugu Yan beside him, Yu Tianming said in a deep voice: "Yanyan, you are only a Soul Douluo now, and this sword contains the condensation of Tang Chen's Asura Eight Trials. You can consider absorbing it when you reach the Title Douluo level and inherit the Asura God. Now it is just a symbol of you, the King of Slaughter."

Dugu Yan nodded hurriedly after hearing this. She already had the cultivation of Soul Douluo, but she still retained the cautious mentality when her cultivation was weak.

After the instructions, Yu Tianming's divine power suddenly started to work, and the brilliant white light instantly enveloped the entire Slaughter City. In just a moment, all the fallen soul masters had moved to the outer city. And in the inner city, there were only hundreds of messengers who were once the King of Slaughter, and they all moved to the front of Yu Tianming and Dugu Yan.

These people were originally managers under the King of Slaughter. After the King of Slaughter died, they disappeared among the crowd of fallen people. They lived well because of their familiarity with the city and the basic organization.

Feeling the sudden spatial transformation, all the killing messengers looked at each other in bewilderment. Even the King of Slaughter, who was once so powerful, did not have such a method. What kind of sacred men and women in front of them were they?

Yu Tianming was not in a hurry to speak, but directly sent out a violent killing intent, completely covering the hundreds of people in front of him.

The Killing God Domain is a skill that only the King of Slaughter and less than ten Killing Gods have. This move is an absolute killer in the Killing City. In a place where no one can use soul skills, having this domain can not only release skills freely, but also allow soul masters in the domain to release skills.

As soon as the Killing God Domain appeared, the originally chaotic soul masters fell silent.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Yu Tianming nodded, lifted up Duguyan's jade hand holding the Shura Sword, and said slowly and loudly: "The King of Killing was killed by us three years ago. Now you are facing the new King of Killing."

As Yu Tianming's voice fell, a pin drop could be heard. But within a few breaths, a quick-reacting hell messenger knelt on his knees, kowtowed and shouted; "Meet the King of Killing, long live the King of Killing." Her words seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and all the hell messengers knelt on the ground, kowtowed and surrendered.

When the voices of the crowd fell silent, Yu Tianming said in a deep voice, "Now the Killing City has returned to the rules of three years ago, and you have also resumed your original work..."

When these killing messengers dispersed, those who should defend the city defended the city, and those who should draw blood drew blood. Yu Tianming waved his hand again, and countless rocks in the hell killing field seemed to have life and began to grow continuously. Within a moment, the hell killing field had become brand new.

Yu Tianming, Dugu Yan and several Hell Envoys in charge walked in slowly...

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Since the end of the Soul Master Competition, Ma Hongjun began to travel alone in Douluo Continent.

As a soul master of more than 30 levels, most of the people Ma Hongjun met were ordinary people. Even if he met a soul master, his strength was similar to Su Yuntao. Perhaps due to Flanders' teachings, the mentality of bullying the weak and fearing the strong began to grow wantonly. Not long after, he was arrested for the crime of rape and was thrown into the Killing City. It has been two years since then.

As Yu Tianming released his divine power, a flash of white light passed, and Ma Hongjun suddenly appeared in the outer city.

But unfortunately, he appeared in a dilapidated and narrow room, and in front of him was a fallen soul master with a ferocious face and scars.

Although the Queen of Killing was gone, all the soul masters here temporarily restrained their desire to destroy. The fallen soul masters here knew that there was no good person in the Killing City, and no one gave up their defense against the people around them.

The environment suddenly changed, and another ferocious soul master appeared in the small room, and the spirits of the two were tense to the extreme. Ma Hongjun, who knew that it was better to strike first, took out a dagger without hesitation and rushed straight to the other party. The scarred soul master on the opposite side also raised his knife and slashed at the opponent...

After a while, Ma Hongjun slowly stood up, and the scars all over his body gradually stopped bleeding under the burning of the Phoenix Evil Fire.

"It hurts so much, this poor guy actually has a storage ring, so it's not in vain."

"Soul bone!!"

"Trunk bone!!!"

Ma Hongjun suddenly covered his mouth, walked to the window, and looked around with his small eyes. Seeing that there was no one around, he pressed a dark red soul bone with black spots into his body without hesitation. For a while, the black and red flames gradually spread throughout the room.

After a while, the flames gradually went out, and a birdman with hair all over his body and wings on his shoulders raised his mouth slightly, "Hahahahaha, the turbid fire of greed burned the trunk bone. From now on, in this killing city, I am the real king!!!"

In the center of the killing city, Yu Tianming's face under the shadow of his hood showed a playful smile.