The Three Dragon Kings of Douluo

"Sister, please forgive me, I'm just passing by, but I don't have any evil thoughts towards you." Ma Hongjun cried with snot and tears: "As long as you spare my life, I am willing to be a cow or a horse."

Tang San chuckled, "Fat man, I'm Tang San. If you don't recognize me, don't you know the Eight Spider Spears behind me?"

Listening to Tang San's voice, Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and was stunned for a moment before slowly asking: "Third brother, you were just a soul sect during the soul master competition, how come you have changed after not seeing each other for two years?" She has become a Soul Saint, and she has become so beautiful..."

"That's a long story."

"Then let's not talk about it for now. It is fate that we brothers can meet in this hell. Brother has prepared wine and food for you. Let's eat and drink first and then talk slowly." Ma Hongjun grinned, patted the dust on his body and took it with him. Tang San walked towards his stronghold.

Although the City of Killing is a prison for fallen spirit masters, the supply of food, clothing and shelter has never been in short supply. Ma Hongjun has soul bone skills and is considered the top combat power in the City of Killing. The cost of food and clothing is naturally higher than Ordinary soul masters are much better.

In a neat apartment, the table was filled with wine and food. Ma Hongjun and Tang San, who had put on clean clothes, sat opposite each other and said carelessly: "Although these dishes are nothing in the outside world, they are already something in the killing city." It’s a rare delicacy, San...Brother San, try it quickly.”

After the martial soul evolved into the Dark Blue Silver King, Tang San's appearance became the same as that of a peerless beauty. Looking at her beautiful face, it became increasingly difficult for Ma Hongjun to say the word 'third brother'.

But Tang San didn't care. He took a sip of wine and asked softly: "Fat man, what did you commit, and how did you come to the killing city?"

"I just made a little mistake, Wuhun Palace caught me in this ghost place, and I was scared all day long." Ma Hongjun scratched his head in embarrassment, then asked: "Third brother, how did you get in? ? You are so strong, are you here to escape the pursuit of Wuhun Palace? "

"No, the purpose of my coming here is to hone my strength."

"Hone your strength? Third brother, this is a killing city. How many people can get out from here? Are you planning to live here for the rest of your life?"

"Isn't it enough to leave the killing city and win a hundred consecutive victories in the hell killing fields?"

Ma Hongjun swallowed and said in a difficult tone: "Third brother, do you want to become the eleventh God of Killing?"

It has been several months since order was restored in the Killing City. He has also experienced several hell battles and is well aware of the dangers here. Even if you have great strength, you can only pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger once, and then you will be attacked by nine desperadoes. If he hadn't had a ten-thousand-year soul bone skill that integrated both offense and defense, he would have died countless times. As for the God of Killing? He never considered it.

Every time a killing god appears, the audience in the entire hell killing field will be sacrificed. The legend of the killing god is also constantly spread from the mouths of the killing messengers. Especially the two gods of killing who have appeared in recent years - Yu Tianming and Dugu Yan. They both have absolute crushing strength. The scenes of blocking the door and killing in the killing arena are widely circulated among the fallen who respect their strength.

But when Tang San said that he would win a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Fields and become the eleventh God of Death, Ma Hongjun didn't question it at all. He had seen Tang San go on a killing spree, those weird Blue Silver Grass and Eight Spider Spears were completely natural killing machines, and he simply didn't believe that any fallen spirit master could defeat him.

After a moment of silence, Ma Hongjun said seriously: "Third brother, do you know the ninth god of death who appeared ten years ago? Legend has it that he has an extremely powerful dragon-like martial spirit. Not only can he spit out thunder and lightning, but he also has extremely powerful vitality. Even if the head is cut off at the root, it will not die."

Tang San immediately sat up straight. The three-headed dragon martial spirit was still related to the electric attribute. He could only think of Yu Tianming, "You mean Yu Tianming? He passed the Killing Skill ten years ago." All?"

Ma Hongjun nodded, "If you, Third Brother, want to become the eleventh God of Killing, Fatty, I will definitely support you with all my strength. If nothing else, I will vent your anger on my brother."

"Fat man, you are serious. Brother, I have become the God of Killing. I will definitely rescue you from the city of killing."

"Then I'll wait for the good news from Third Brother..."

As they exchanged wine, their eyes softened. In this foreign land far away from the towns of Douluo Continent, a sinful city full of rape and robbery, the two lonely men and women truly became teammates at this moment.

The door of Peng————'s room was suddenly kicked open, and the drink in the hand of Ma Hongjun, who was drinking happily, spilled on the floor.

"Damn, I'm looking for death." Ma Hongjun immediately stood up with evil eyes and looked at the two figures outside the door. One is a woman with short chestnut hair and a charming and alluring look, and the other is a tall young man with silver hair and a stern face.

Because the Golden Generation failed in the Soul Master Competition and did not enter the finals, Bibi Dong arranged for more rigorous training. As soon as order was restored in the Killing City, the two siblings were sent directly in. Hu Liena's appearance soon attracted Ma Hongjun, because she had a chance encounter in the soul master competition. Compared with other fallen soul masters, Ma Hongjun was not a treacherous person. After they gave the fat man a lesson, they let him go. .

When they heard that Ma Hongjun had brought an innocent woman who had just arrived in the killing city into the house, the two people with righteous hearts rushed over without stopping.

"Hu Liena, Xie Yue, what are you doing? I was drinking at home, and you two just barged in at random. Do you really think that the fat man has no temper?" After seeing them, Ma Hongjun's words were still strong, but his voice But suddenly it became softer. It was obvious that Ma Hongjun couldn't defeat the two people in front of him.

"Damn fat man, why do you think I came to you?" Hu Liena turned her gaze to Tang San aside, and said sincerely: "Girl, this guy is a well-known pervert in the outside world. Don't be deceived by him."

"Don't accuse honest people unfairly. Although I have made some mistakes in the past, I will no longer do anything to force others. Besides, he is..."

Tang San took a step forward and pressed Ma Hongjun's shoulders to signal him to retreat. Then he showed a gentle smile and said softly to the two of them: "Hello, my name is Tang Shanshan. I'm late Shan. You can just call me Shanshan."

After the Blue Silver Grass awakened as the Blue Silver King, Tang Shan's appearance changed greatly, and her temperament became softer like the Blue Silver King. As soon as Ruan Nuo's words came out, Xie Yue and Hu Liena unconsciously believed Tang Shan's identity.

After hearing what the 'third brother' said, Ma Hongjun's eyes widened even more. He never imagined that the former third brother would take the initiative to disguise himself as a woman in order to conceal his identity. It really broke his heart. world view.

Tang Shan said softly: "Ma Hongjun and I have known each other for a long time. Although he looks wretched, he has a good heart. I believe he will not do anything bad to me."

"Did you hear me? Don't always look at people with a lustful eye. I, Ma Hongjun, am a serious person. I only indulge in women because of my shortcomings in martial arts. As for my true face, it is just like what Shanshan said. I have always been kind-hearted. of good people.”

While Ma Hongjun looked at Hu Liena and Xieyue proudly, he naturally put a fat hand on Tang Shan's thin shoulder.

"Nana, it seems that our help is not needed here," Xie Yue took Hu Liena's arm and said softly: "Let them handle their affairs. Let's go to the Hell Killing Fields to fight now."

Hu Liena glanced at Tang Shan with hatred, stamped her feet, turned around and left Ma Hongjun's house.

After the two left, the fat man looked at Tang Shan beside him and said with a smile: "Third brother, I didn't expect that one day I would become a gentleman. When I repair the door, we brothers can continue..."

"Fat man."

"What's wrong, third brother?"

"Put the repairs on the furniture aside for now. Now take me to see the killing fields of hell. I can't wait to kill." The corners of Tang Shan's mouth raised slightly, and the softness and tranquility in her eyes turned into hellish ones at this moment. Bloodthirsty meaning.

"Okay, okay, Third Brother, come with me. Let's go to the Hell Killing Fields to sign up." Ma Hongjun shuddered suddenly and retracted his arm. He has not forgotten how Tang Shan used Blue Silver Grass and Eight Spider Spears to kill bloody people on the street.

The inner city of the Killing City is not big, but after a while, the two of them came to a tall dark red building. The Hell Killing Ground, the core of the Killing City, is a stone building as huge as a hill. It has been here for countless years. The dead fallen soul master cast a scarlet veil over the killing field of hell.

Ma Hongjun led Tang Shan into the gate of the Hell Killing Fields, and poured two cups of dark red blood into a huge container. "Blood is the currency of the Killing City. The ticket to the Killing Fields of Hell is a glass of Bloody Mary. If you don't have time, third brother, I will help you get the Bloody Mary from now on."

"Fat man, my identity must not be exposed. From now on, just like Hu Liena, please call me Shanshan."

Tang Shan frowned slightly. Originally, no one could recognize her after she changed her appearance, but now her identity was revealed to veteran team member Ma Hongjun. Feeling the influence of Wuhun Palace in the Killing City, she already regretted exposing her identity to Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun's expression gradually became strange, "Then I will call you...Shanshan from now on?"

The structure inside the Hell Killing Fields is simple and crude. On the outside is a circle of stands extending upward. Below is a huge empty field with a diameter of hundreds of square meters. At this time, the Nuo Da venue was already filled with half of the fallen soul masters. In the circular arena, ten fallen soul masters were fighting desperately for survival, and screams continued to sound.

Tang Shan found a seat and sat down, and handed the number plate in her hand to Ma Hongjun beside her, "Fat man, go help me sign up for the next hell fight."

"Third brother... no, Shanshan, I'll go right away." The plump Ma Hongjun next to him was surprisingly flexible and disappeared from the spectator seats in the blink of an eye.

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In the dark room at the heart of the Killing City, Yu Tianming sat comfortably on a huge chair inlaid with crystals.

This chair is huge. Although the Slaughter King Tang Chen is tall, he has been parasitized by the Nine-Headed Bat King for too many years and is extremely thin. But when the strong Yu Tianming sat on it, it seemed extremely suitable.

In front of Yu Tianming, the tall Dugu Yan was constantly wielding the Shura Divine Sword. Like the chair, the Shura Divine Sword was also very large. The huge blade was like a shield and was two meters away. The blade was considered huge in Tang Chen's hands, but it was wielded extremely smoothly in Dugu Yan's hands.

"Yanyan, you have been exercising for so long, please sit down and rest for a while."

"This great sword is really heavy," Dugu Yan held the sword, smoothed his sweat-soaked hair, and said breathlessly: "I really don't know why the King of Slaughter would use such a heavy weapon."

"Although the Shura Sword is not known for its weight, it has the ability to recognize its master like the Sea God Trident. Only if you accept the inheritance of the Shura God can you truly use this super artifact at will." Yu Tianming glanced at Dugu Yan's sweat-soaked forehead and said in a deep voice: "For ordinary Titled Douluo, the weight of this sword is simply impossible to use normally. It is already very powerful to be able to wield it."

Dugu Yan's eyes Squinting his eyes, he said thoughtfully: "Although I am a spirit master of the strong attack system, I am not good at strength. I am afraid that my ability to wield this artifact has a lot to do with the two spirit beasts, the Titan Giant Ape and the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear. However, I still have a long way to go before I can really use the Shura Sword."

"No, it won't be long before you are qualified to use it."

"Do you mean to start the God Test on this Shura Sword now?"

"Don't worry, absorb the ninth spirit ring first, and it won't be too late to start the Shura God Test after becoming a real Titled Douluo." Yu Tianming clenched his right hand, and the calm white light in his palm slowly condensed into a round and transparent gem.

"Yanyan, do you still remember the God-given soul ring given by the Sea God?"

Dugu Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, not feeling happy about Yu Tianming's God-given soul ring, "Is this the God-given soul ring you condensed? I feel that the divine power on it is much stronger than that of the Sea God. Did it consume a lot of soul power? There won't be any side effects if we use soul power to upgrade our soul rings and soul bones..."

"For the Sea God, condensing too many God-given soul rings in a short period of time will have a great impact on cultivation, but my divine power is extremely strong and full, and condensing more God-given soul rings will not affect me at all." After saying that, Yu Tianming put this special God-given soul ring into Dugu Yan's brow.

The tacit understanding formed over the years made Dugu Yan have already prepared the cushion. After accepting the soul ring, she directly crossed her legs on it, closed her eyes, concentrated on moving soul power, and began to absorb the soul ring.