Chapter 266 Someone is scolding me (Second update, please subscribe!)
"How many games have you won in the Killing Fields of Hell?"
"There are only sixteen games, which is the most wins so far."
"..." Tang Hao's eyes were full of astonishment, and he was speechless for a moment.
I've been here for more than seven months, no matter what, there should be forty or fifty games, sixteen games is a bit too much.
It’s all because there are too few people in the inner city of the killing city.
My son is right, Fang Ling and the Pope’s disciple Hu Liena deserve to die!
Especially Fang Ling, he should have been killed in the first place!
Tang Hao's mind was racing, thinking about the solution, and soon his eyes were filled with fierce light, and he asked sternly: "Where are the two of them? Are they still in the killing city?"
The murderous aura was released, and the cold aura was frightening. Even after Tang San had gone through a lot of killings, he couldn't help but feel a chill running straight down his spine.
The anger hidden in his breath leaves no doubt that if Fang Ling and Hu Liena were here, he would definitely kill them both with one palm
Of course, this was just a conjecture because he didn't know Fang Ling's combat prowess.
Tang Hao's own strength was unable to be fully utilized due to unrecovered old injuries.
The loss of his soul bone and Ah Yin, as well as the disappearance of the Blue Silver King, made him extremely angry and heartbroken. His injuries occurred one after another, and the sequelae were quite serious.
His current strength has just reached level 91. This is thanks to his deep foundation, otherwise Tang Hao would be the new weakest title.
Facing Fang Ling in the Killing City, there will be no surprises in the outcome.
Tang San said: "I heard that they all passed through the hell road."
Tang Hao's face darkened, he could only wait until the mistress went out before causing trouble for them.
The most important thing now is to find a way to pass through hell.
He had some ideas, and then he turned over his hand and took out a light red head soul bone that was full of treasure: "It just so happens that you don't have many victories, and the murderous intention has not made you lose your mind, so just absorb it."
"Father, this!" Tang San's heart skipped a beat.
Tang Hao was as reticent as ever:
"Eighteen thousand red flame fire ape head soul bones. You need such a head soul bone to help control the murderous aura, so that you can pass through the killing city."
He did not hunt casually. The head soul bone required a spiritually powerful soul beast. This was one of the reasons why he had only arrived now after wandering around the Star Dou Forest for more than half a year.
Another reason was that it was close to Wuhun City, and the practice of hunting soul beasts to obtain soul bones was discovered.
This was an act prohibited by the Wuhun Palace, so the Wuhun Palace sent three elders from the Wuhun Palace to hunt him down.
The two of them, Kikui and Demon Bear, were granted the power-attack title.
The first time they used their previous reputation to scare them away, the second time they collided and it was revealed that they were a bit fake, and the third time they were hunted down, they had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.
In order to prevent the injury from worsening, Xiao San lost support, and Tang Hao, who had always been upright, powerful and strong, also learned to retreat and did not dare to confront him head-on.
Stroking this soul bone, he thought of the difficult past of being hunted and sighed: "It would be great if, Xiaosan, you win the soul master competition."
"It's a pity that the 50,000-year-old head soul bone ended up being advantageous to Fang Ling."
Tang San took the skull, and the energy fluctuations flowing on it made him very excited.
However, Tang Hao's words extinguished his enthusiasm like cold water and awakened the memories buried deep in his heart. He suddenly lost all interest and cursed in his heart:
"Damn Fang Ling! Why is the ghost always lingering?"
There was a trace of resentment in his eyes, and Tang San cursed fiercely in his heart, exhausting his talents.
Tang Hao didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that he didn't move, he ordered: "I will protect you, so you can absorb it."
As he watched his son begin to absorb soul bones, thoughts flashed in his eyes.
Time cannot be wasted here. We have to think of another way to let Xiao San pass through the Killing City. The Killing God Domain is very important and must be obtained!
……
"Ah~ sneeze!" In the far north, in the Snow Emperor's Palace, Fang Ling, who was meditating, suddenly felt a bit itchy in his nose and sneezed directly.
"I can actually sneeze?" There was a little surprise on his face.
"Is it because it's too cold here and you can't bear it?" Both Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor focused their gazes, with a bit of amusement in their eyes.
"It's cold, but it's not cold. I feel like someone is scolding me." Fang Ling shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. There may be quite a few people scolding him.
For example, Nana's licking dog Yan may scold, and others may also scold.
But the most likely ones are Tang San and Tang Hao, father and son.
Tang San should be meditating quite happily in the Killing City right now. It doesn't matter if he scolds him, since he won't lose a piece of meat anyway.
hehe.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye...
Holding the Death Scythe with its broken blade repaired and the cracks gone, Fang Ling's eyes filled with joy.
"Are you going to absorb the seventh soul ring?" The Ice Emperor's eyes were full of anticipation.
She had been waiting by her side. Fang Ling was meditating and waiting for his martial soul to recover. She was also waiting for the Snow Emperor to consume or expel the divine power of death.
But it was of no use, there was no feeling at all.
Even if the divine power of death is blocked by the power of the ultimate ice, it still riots every day. The Snow Emperor must spend time and a lot of soul power to suppress it every day.
"It's time to absorb it." Fang Ling nodded slightly.
Summon the spirit of resentment that has become much purer from the kingdom of the dead.
Under the expectant gazes of the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, and with the eager gaze and cooperation of the spirit of resentment, the ultimate death mixed with a tiny wisp of the divine power of death extinguished it.
A dark soul ring quickly formed without a soul bone, and then a cloud-like ghost disappeared into the realm of the dead.
"Is that its soul?" Snow Emperor asked curiously.
"Yes, it will turn into a dead spirit. When I become a god, we can gain eternal life together." Fang Ling's tone contained a hint of temptation that went directly to his heart.
“Want to invest?”
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to survive the next catastrophe. Are you willing to die just like that?"
"How did you know?" Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor were immediately alert.
"Your situation cannot be hidden from my eyes." Fang Ling pointed to his eyes.
In fact, he couldn't tell, but he remembered a little bit.
"Why don't you join me and follow me to achieve eternity while I haven't become a god yet? This is the perfect opportunity."
"You must know that the opportunity must not be missed, or the time will never come again!"
It was not prepared for Dugu Yan and the others.
The Ice and Snow Emperor's cultivation level is too high. Whether it is a soul ring or a soul bone, if there is no seal, even a sacrifice cannot be absorbed by humans.
Fang Ling himself can't do it either.
But the two are excellent sources of undead spirits. Maybe the Snow Emperor can turn into a pure spirit of death element?
"The undead have self-will..." Fang Ling listed its various benefits in detail, and even summoned various undead to show off.
The atmosphere was very dull. He and Ice Emperor looked at each other, and Snow Emperor shook his head: "Absorb the soul ring."
She neither vetoed nor agreed.
"This is my promise, it is true and effective." Fang Ling nodded, then stretched out his hand, and the soul ring turned into a black air flow and was absorbed into the meridians.
The trauma caused by the release of the magical skill has long been repaired by the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, and his current meridians are enough to carry a hundred thousand year soul ring.
However, he was worried that the overall carrying capacity was insufficient and he did not have any soul rings.
There are not many points now, only about 2,500 are ready.
It’s okay not to upgrade other soul rings for the time being. This seventh soul ring is the most critical soul ring, and it must be the first to become a hundred thousand years old!
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