Chapter 477 Tang Chen wakes up
The time moves forward slightly.
Faced with the news about Tang Chen from the King of Slaughter, Qian Daoliu's "Angel Sword" that was about to chop down did not continue to attack after all.
Looking at the King of Slaughter with Tang Chen’s face on his face, he said that he knew where Tang Chen was. Although there was a strong sense of disobedience, Qian Daoliu’s suppressed curiosity was also aroused.
“Shua——!”
The three pairs of golden wings behind him fluttered, and Qian Daoliu appeared in front of the King of Slaughter. He pointed the golden "Angel Sword" at the opponent and said in a deep voice: "Tell me what you know."
Feeling Locking his own terrifying energy, the King of Slaughter, or in other words, the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" who took over the consciousness of this body again swallowed subconsciously.
Before this, because it had a confrontation with Tang Chen’s consciousness, although it used tricks to lure Tang Chen’s consciousness into darkness and suppressed it in the depths of the sea of consciousness, its own hard power was far from Far inferior to Tang Chen, the burden on his mental consciousness was too heavy, so he could only restrain most of his consciousness, not only to continue to suppress Tang Chen's consciousness, but also to recover himself.
For this reason, the previous King of Slaughter can only be said to be a temporary consciousness dominated by the spirit of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" and made of Tang Chen's escaped spirit, just to " The "blood-red nine-headed bat king" continued to control Tang Chen's body while sleeping.
But the chorus of the blood bat swarm and the "Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King" on the Hell Road aroused the consciousness of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King", causing it to wake up from its dormancy. Take over Tang Chen's body again.
Now, in order to prevent Tang Chen from waking up and suppressing it, and at the same time knowing that he is not the opponent of Qian Daoliu, a strong man who once competed with Tang Chen, the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" can only take a gamble.
In Tang Chen's consciousness, it had glimpsed sporadic memories. Tang Chen was very impressed by Qian Daoliu. Naturally, within the scope of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King"'s understanding, he knew that he was related to Qian Daoliu. The relationship between Tang Chen and Tang Chen was not a good one. They even belonged to two different forces and were vaguely hostile to each other.
For the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King", although it does not know what 'the enemy of the enemy is a friend', it instinctively knows that 'driving tigers and devouring wolves' and 'snipe and clam fighting', The principle of "the fisherman gets the profit".
This is his tens of thousands of years of survival experience as a soul beast.
“I, this body of mine belongs to Tang Chen.”
The first sentence the King of Slaughter spoke made Qian Daoliu tremble, and golden light shot out from his eyes.
"Continue." Qian Daoliu said coldly: "Let's talk about the important point."
"Uh-" The King of Slaughter noticed that Qian Daoliu's attitude was not what he imagined. Joy, and a little uneasiness appeared in my heart, but at this moment I could only bite the bullet and continue: "Tang Chen accepted the test of God Shura in the "City of Slaughter". During the test, he was struck by the evil thoughts of God Rakshasa. Interference, the mind fell into darkness, and I took over this body. "
"So, you are the reborn consciousness of Tang Chen's body?" Qian Daoliu frowned and stared with golden eyes. The eyes of the King of Killing.
"That's right!" The King of Slaughter nodded without hesitation and said: "So, the original Tang Chen is dead. I am him but not him. I..."
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Before he finished speaking, the King of Slaughter retreated violently. Almost at the same time, a golden sword light that cut through the space swept past his original location.
“Full of lies——!”
Qian Daoliu’s words came belatedly and echoed in the air.
The King of Slaughter's eyes were filled with red light, and magic lines were swimming on his handsome face, which was evil and strange. His eyes looking at Qian Daoliu were full of murderous intent: "Damn——!"
Without even bothering to ask Qian Daoliu how he saw the flaws in its nine-truth and one-false lies, the 'killing field' spread out, covering dozens of meters in an instant, and was still rapidly expanding outwards.
Large swaths of bloody light cover the surrounding space, which has a certain impact on Qiandaoliu in terms of vision and perception.
However, before the King of Slaughter could activate the divine power of the "City of Slaughter" to amplify himself and suppress Qiandaoliu, the 'Angel Realm' outside Qiandaoliu also unfolded, and golden light and A series of explosive sounds broke out between the blood and light.
That was the immediate reaction caused by the two energies of evil and light being incompatible with each other.
Qian Daoliu did not pursue, he raised the "Angel Sword" in his hand, and the angel's holy light remaining in his body was injected into the "Angel Sword".
In an instant, the golden "Angel Sword" glowed brightly and turned into a sword of light. Its brightness was almost comparable to the scorching sun above the nine heavens.
The sword of light pointed at the sky, and the sunlight on the sky seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, converging towards the tip of the sword, and quickly formed a ball of light like a small sun.
Brilliant golden light shines from the small sun, and the sacred, fiery, and majestic aura spreads. Coupled with the power of the 'Angel Realm', it easily disintegrates the bloody light envelope of the 'Killing Realm'.
Using the power of the 'True Sun Fire' with the holy light of angels, Sendaoliu's 'Angel Realm' has been sublimated, and its purification and ablation effects have also been greatly strengthened, overpowering the killing power in one fell swoop. The king's 'killing field' shrouds it under the sacred light aura of the 'angel field'.
The power of the Angel God itself has the attributes of light and judgment. Whether it is the 'Killing Domain' of the King of Slaughter or the dark evil power of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King", it has strong restraint. expulsion effect.
Bathed in the sacred light emitted by Qian Daoliu, the body of the King of Slaughter instantly solidified, with the two huge wings on his back remaining open, standing in place like a sculpture, even the ghosts wandering on his face The magic patterns stopped swimming.
On the other side, Qian Daoliu's golden eyes looked at the King of Slaughter who was frozen in place. He had no intention of continuing to wait. He flashed and appeared above the King of Slaughter, holding the "Angel Sword" with the sword tip in his hand. The little sun pierced the opponent's eyebrows.
"Clang——!!!"
A huge sound of gold and iron exploded, almost stopping the howling north wind.
The golden figure flew high into the air, and only then could it stop its motion until it was a hundred meters away.
Qian Daoliu's wings spread out behind his back, hovering in mid-air. His right hand holding the "Angel Sword" often trembled, and his eyes under the golden sword eyebrows were gleaming.
"Tang Chen——!!!"
Three unforgettable words were read out by Qian Daoliu through gritted teeth.
On the ground, the image of the King of Slaughter changed drastically. The magic lines that were originally all over his face all gathered on his forehead, forming a red sword-shaped mark. His hair and eyes changed from red to black. , his handsome but pale face turned rosy and vibrant.
Just now, at the critical moment, a red shadow full of infinite murderous intent flashed behind the King of Slaughter. His right palm was raised with a touch of red light, facing the "angel" stabbed by thousands of streams. sword".
The moment before it intersected with the sword's edge, the red light condensed into an extremely huge red hammer, shining with countless magnificent magic patterns.
It was also the giant red hammer that sent Qian Daoliu's "Angel Sword" and himself flying backwards with one strike.
The King of Slaughter, whose aura was exponentially higher than before, first lowered his eyes and glanced at the red magic-patterned giant hammer in his hand, and then raised his eyes to look at Qiandaoliu, who was hovering in the air in the distance. Then an old voice sounded: "Qiandaoliu, your strength doesn't seem to have improved much."
Three pairs of golden wings behind Qiandaoliu flapped, and his body turned into a golden stream of light, and he appeared in the blink of an eye. The King of Slaughter, no, should be in front of Tang Chen. Looking directly into the pair of dark eyes, feeling the familiar breath and eyes, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "Tang Chen, are you awake?"
< br>Hearing Qian Daoliu's question, a look of joy and sadness appeared on Tang Chen's face. He couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the red magic pattern hammer, and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I woke up, I finally Wake up——"
"If it weren't for your 'Angel Realm' and Angel Holy Light, I'm afraid I would never be able to wake up -"
Indeed, if it weren't for the influence of the 'Angel Realm' blessed by the Angel Holy Light, the purification The dark evil power of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" caused his consciousness to temporarily relax. Tang Chen's consciousness would not recover from that moment of clarity, and then with the help of the bright and sacred light in the 'Angel Realm' , which in turn suppressed the consciousness of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" in one fell swoop.
“So,”
Qian Daoliu frowned, glanced at the red magic-patterned giant hammer in Tang Chen’s hand that was completely different from what he remembered, and asked, “Are you really Accepted the inheritance test of a god in the "City of Killing"? "
"Yes." Tang Chen nodded and admitted calmly.
After such a period of buffering, he, who was already tough-minded, had collected his thoughts and was no longer affected by those negative emotions.
Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed and he asked again: "Nine exams?"
"Nine exams!" Tang Chen nodded.
Qian Daoliu's body trembled slightly, and he asked: "Then you now...?"
"Huh——" Tang Chen took a breath and said in a deep voice: "The eighth test, obtained the recognition of "Shura Divine Sword"! ”
As he spoke, Tang Chen raised the giant red hammer in his hand that shone with magic patterns. With a thought, the hammer body seemed to melt, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant red sword over two meters long.
Unfortunately, before Qian Daoliu could see the appearance of the red giant sword clearly, the red light flashed again, and the giant sword changed again, once again becoming the original giant hammer.
Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu immediately had a look of astonishment on his face: "This...?"
"Alas——!" Tang Chen sighed and tightened the handle of the giant hammer. Veins popped up on the back of his hands, showing the strong unwillingness in his heart.
"Failed?!" Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly became a little astringent.
At this moment, he suddenly felt an indescribable complex feeling in his heart, including regret, confusion, desolation, and a hint of indescribable joy.
It’s a pity that Tang Chen, with his unparalleled talent, failed to pass the divine test? !
The confusion was also due to Tang Chen's failure. Even with Tang Chen's talent, he was unable to take that step. The barrier to becoming a god at level 100 was so out of reach? !
As for the secret joy, it has to be said that Tang Chen's failure means that for Qian Daoliu, who was defeated by him before, the two of them will always be in the same realm.
Qian Daoliu is the servant of the Angel God. He has basically cut off the possibility of becoming a god and will be trapped in the ninety-ninth level forever.
And with Tang Chen's talent, even if he relied on time to polish it and slowly gathered the power of faith, it was very possible to complete the final leap to level 100 and become a god.
As a result, Qian Daoliu will never be as good as Tang Chen. After all, there is no comparison between humans and gods.
But now, Tang Chen has failed the divine examination, and the result is that he will probably have a short lifespan. Although Qiandaoliu feels a sense of desolation in his heart, like a rabbit dying and a fox grieving for its own kind, Qiandaoliu is still alive. And he can live for a long time. In a sense, he is better than Tang Chen!
Just as the two of them were looking at each other in silence, an imperceptible space fluctuation appeared hundreds of meters away from them.
As the ceiling of human combat power in the world of Douluo Continent, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen noticed this spatial fluctuation at the first time and looked over.
The next second, a tall figure shrouded in dark armor appeared in the sight of the two.
"Hey! Is the fight over, or is it a temporary truce?"
The black-armored figure, Ling Yi, who had just come out of Hell Road, saw Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen They all looked at themselves, smiled and raised their hands to say hello.
Although, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen couldn't see the smile on his face because of the black mask.
Seeing Tang Chen, who has black hair and black eyes, a handsome face, and a middle-aged appearance, Ling Yi clearly felt that he had an aura that was completely different from that of the King of Slaughter. He was not as vain as the King of Slaughter. Instead of a state of being as heavy as a mountain. And the whole person's temperament is no longer evil, but gives people a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring.
Tang Chen looked at the sudden appearance of Ling Yi with a solemn expression. His strong mental state and combat intuition told him at the same time that this person was very strong!
Stronger than Sendaoliu——!
Qian Daoliu: "???"
The powerful spiritual realm allowed him to feel a slight malice in Tang Chen, but it was not hostility, which made him temporarily Somewhat uncertain.
"Who are you?" Tang Chen looked at Ling Yi with deep eyes and a solemn expression, and asked in an old voice that was somewhat inconsistent with his face: "When did someone like you appear in Douluo Continent?" Strong? ”
At this moment, Qian Daoliu, who was standing not far from Tang Chen, came back to his senses and noticed the ferocious black armor covering Ling Yi's body. An intelligence message suddenly appeared in his mind, and he blurted out:
"Are you Wu Wudi? The Wu Wudi of [Rakshasa Cult]?"
"Huh?!"
Suddenly I heard from Qian Daoliu that 'Rakshasa Cult' 'With these three words, Tang Chen's expression suddenly changed, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, and he stared at Ling Yi opposite him.
[Rakshasa Cult], Rakshasa God, is there any connection between the two?
He will never forget that it was precisely because of the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God that he failed in the eighth test of the Shura God, which directly ended his path to becoming a god!
On the other side, feeling the murderous intention that suddenly broke out on Tang Chen, as well as the energy that was faintly locked on him and the thunder blow that might come at any time, Ling Yi tilted his head slightly, and his face under the black visor faced Qian Qian. Daoliu: "Do you know me?"
"If I remember correctly, aren't you from [Martial Soul Hall]?"
"Logically speaking, my identity is only [Whundian]" Only people from the Haotian Sect know..."
Tang Chen: "..."
(End of this chapter)