Chapter 294 The escaped Tang San prepared to "recognize his ancestors and return to his clan"
Qian Renxue nodded, the angel holy sword in her hand had quietly emerged, and the sword body exuded a faint light. "Be careful, the atmosphere here is too weird."
Without any unnecessary nonsense, the three of them quickly crossed the outer city and headed towards the inner city.
Compared to the outer city, the inner city seemed even more dead and silent. Only some noise remained from the Hell Killing Fields, but all those sounds were roars and wailings.
Lin Feng frowned, "Go to the Central Black Palace first."
The three of them quickened their pace and arrived at the entrance of the central black palace in an instant. The palace door was closed tightly, and a heavy and depressing breath came out from the crack in the door, which made people feel chilly.
Lin Feng did not hesitate, walked directly through the door, and the three of them walked in. The interior of the palace was extremely dark, with only a few weak oil lamps swaying, barely illuminating the way forward.
When they arrived in front of the throne in the main hall, Lin Feng and the other two saw the situation of the King of Slaughter at this moment.
With his tall body curled up on the throne, the King of Slaughter's image at this moment is completely different from the past. His body was covered in blood and his breath was weak, as if he had been severely injured. Those eyes that were once full of majesty and murderous intent were now filled with emptiness.
“He’s dead?”
"No, not yet." Lin Feng took a step forward and carefully checked the situation of the King of Slaughter. "He is still alive, but his condition is very bad. The power in his body has been drained, and his cultivation is almost completely useless."
Tap your fingertips lightly, and a ray of green light overflows from Lin Feng's fingertips and quietly sinks into the body of the King of Slaughter.
The Slaughter King's depressed aura seemed to have improved a little due to the integration of this green light. His eyelids trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Who...who is it?" The Slaughter King's voice was hoarse and weak. He tried hard to see the figure in front of him clearly, but he could only vaguely see a few figures.
"The Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, tell me what happened here."
The face of the King of Slaughter suddenly changed, "You, how could you come here?" His voice was full of shock and fear, and his empty eyes seemed to have a sparkle at this moment.
Lin Feng snorted and took another step. A powerful aura instantly enveloped the King of Slaughter. The pressure from the spirit made his mind feel like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and he felt dizzy. Come, almost causing him to fall into coma again.
"I ask, you answer."
The King of Slaughter shook his body a few times, and his painfully twisted expression turned into a foolish one, "Yes...it is King Shura, yes That Tang San..." The King of Slaughter spat out the name with difficulty, "He ...He turned into a monster. He killed almost everyone in the Killing City, including...including the law enforcers..."
"He is just a soul sect, how did he get such strength? , the law enforcement team can use soul skills.”
"I don't know, he is suddenly not restricted by the rules. The power of this killing city is leaning towards him. As long as he is swallowed by his blue silver grass, all vitality will be deprived of him and turned into his own nutrients.
< br>I took action against him , the Shura Demonic Sword in my hand almost cut off all my cultivation power and gave it all to Tang San."
Looking at the dizzy King of Slaughter, who was about to drool, Lin Feng frowned. Let go of your own mental control.
The King of Killing went limp and collapsed on the ground, covering his head in pain and breathing heavily, "You, what did you do to me, ah——"
He wailed in pain, hugged his head tightly with his hands, and curled up into a ball.
Lin Feng looked in the direction of the Hell Killing Fields and sneered, "Shura, he finally took action."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with a cold light: "God Shura? Why did he do this? Do? The existence of the Killing City was originally to balance the power of the soul masters on the mainland and contain the fallen soul masters, but now he wants to destroy it with his own hands?"
"After all, he is going to run away? Does the city of killing exist or not? What does he do? He only cares about whether his successor can grow. After finding the seedling, even if the successor directly destroys this place, he will not care about what he is doing now. I just couldn't wait any longer, so I just chose to pour all the available resources in the Killing City into Tang San's body."
Lin Feng's words silenced both Qian Renxue and Bo Saixi. They understood Lin. The meaning of wind. For the sake of Tang San's growth, God Shura no longer considered the balance and existence of the Killing City, and directly regarded it as a nutrient pool for Tang San.
"Then what should we do now?" Bo Saixi asked. "Let's go deal with him." Lin Feng said, taking the lead to walk out, followed closely by Qian Renxue.
Bo Saixi stayed where he was, looking at the King of Slaughter rolling on the ground with his head in his arms, and shook his head, "The majestic peerless Douluo Tang Chen was actually killed by the blood-red nine-headed bat king. Parasitism, how sad. As an old friend, just let me send you on your way."
As she spoke, she gently raised her hand, and a blue light emerged from her palm and turned into a handle of ice. Blue sword.
"Tang Chen? Tang Chen, Tang Chen."
The Slaughter King's struggle seemed to become more intense. After hearing the name Tang Chen, he kept murmuring in a low voice, tearing his hair hard with both hands, and grabbing the ground with his head.
The sword light flashed, and the head of the Slaughter King rolled down in the air. The headless body slumped down, and a black air floated out from the broken neck, turning into a huge blood-red nine-headed body. The bat, after hovering in the air for several times, finally dissipated into nothingness.
The blood-red body of the Slaughter King and the head covered with magic patterns gradually turned into human skin color, and the old face was revealed, exactly like Tang Chen.
The head rolled around on the ground a few times, and his confused eyes suddenly became clear. His lips moved slightly, as if he was telling something, but the voice was too weak, and only he could hear it.
"Bo...Bo Saixi..."
After Bo Saixi cut off Tang Chen's head, he didn't stop for a moment, turned around and caught up with Lin Feng. Holding his arm, the three of them walked towards the hell killing field together.
"Pfft——"
Tang Chen, who had just regained consciousness and was about to die, saw this scene and his eyes were about to burst!
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out from the head, her eyes filled with unwillingness and despair. It was actually she who killed herself! And the people around her! In the end...
The shadow of death began to creep up on his spirit, and his blood-red eyes gradually lost their sparkle, leaving only a dead gray. His lips trembled slightly, as if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat, but in the end they could only turn into a mouthful of blood, which sprayed out again, dyeing the ground beneath him red.
Lin Feng, Qian Renxue and Bo Saixi ignored Tang Chen's remains. Their eyes were already fixed on the direction of the Hell Killing Fields.
When they arrived here, the three discovered that the Killing Fields of Hell had changed beyond recognition. Most of the originally majestic building had collapsed at this moment, with ruins and broken walls everywhere, blood and minced meat scattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the smell of death.
A bottomless blood-red black hole was revealed below the huge platform. There were still some undissipated Blue Silver Grass vines around it, swaying gently in the breeze, like ghosts.
And this black hole is slowly closing.
Lin Feng frowned, "Hell Road? He has already left?"
"Do you want to chase?"
Lin Feng shook his head, and the power of space brought the two of them to the surface of the earth, a valley in a mountain range. He stared at the hidden and closed place in the distance. At the end of the Hell Road, he said in a deep voice,
"It looks like he's gone."
Lin Feng snorted and drew a humanoid shadow out of his dantian. Outside the body, it is the Rakshasa God.
“It’s your turn.”
The Rakshasa soul suddenly trembled, and said tremblingly, "Yes, Master."
Qian Renxue and Bo Saixi stared at Lin Feng with strange expressions, and Lin Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, " I didn't teach you this."
At this time, Tang San, who was far away from the former residence of Star Luo Haotian, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, and the dark blue silver grass in his hand was filled with an evil aura.
“Damn it, really damn it, the Spirit Empire? Where did I go to hell?”
“Fuck, they all deserve to die. Those who betrayed me in the past will all turn into evil spirits. For my food, there is nothing better than the original power of blood tonic. Haotian Sect, hum, since you choose to retreat and surrender, then all of you will die. Good sect, I come to recognize my ancestor and return to my sect. ”
(End of this chapter)