Chapter 183 Tang Chen?
In the tavern.
After Golden Crocodile Douluo showed his aura.
All the fallen ones lay tremblingly on the ground, daring not to move.
A moment later.
A middle-aged man in blood-red armor led a group of knights in black full-body armor and rushed out from the deep entrance behind the bar.
After seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo’s martial spirit and Golden Crocodile Douluo’s soul ring configuration, he swallowed silently.
"I wonder who your Majesty is, and why did you come to our killing city?"
"Are you the king of killing?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at him He glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
Facing Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze, the man shook his head.
“My name is Yexiao, I have level 92 soul power, and I have the title Blood Spear.
I am the captain of the law enforcement team of the City of Slaughter, and the great King of Slaughter will be here soon.
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I wonder what brings you to my killing capital?”
After introducing himself, Blood Spear Douluo asked Golden Crocodile Douluo again about his purpose.
Golden Crocodile Douluo waved his hand at him.
"Go aside, I'm looking for the King of Slaughter. You can't decide what I want to do."
"You..."
Blood Spear Douluo His expression changed slightly, but he didn't dare to say anything because he knew Golden Crocodile Douluo's strength.
At this time, the black-armored knights standing behind Blood Spear Douluo also lowered their heads one after another.
They didn't dare to look at Blood Spear Douluo's increasingly ugly expression.
As everyone fell silent one after another, the atmosphere in the tavern became increasingly weird...
Standing behind Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu, Qin Ming looked at the people not far away. That Blood Spear Douluo.
‘Is this the most miserable titled Douluo in the original work, who only has a background prompt sound and doesn’t even have a chance to appear?
Titled Blood Spear, level 92 soul power, I don’t know what his strength is. ’
While Qin Ming was thinking, Blood Spear Douluo was also sizing up the three of them.
In the weird atmosphere, no one took the lead...
After a while, a cold voice came from the deep entrance again.
“What do you people from Wuhun Palace want to do when you come to my killing city?”
After his thoughts were interrupted, Qin Ming raised his head and looked forward.
At this time, Blood Spear Douluo had led the surrounding group of black-armored knights to disperse on both sides.
Amidst the clash of armors, they lowered their heads, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison.
"Welcome the great King of Slaughter!"
The next moment, a middle-aged man with a pair of blood-red horns on his head, a somewhat pale face, and dark red mysterious patterns all over his face slowly slowly Get out.
“I am the King of Slaughter, what do you people from the Spirit Hall want from coming to my place?”
As he spoke, the pair of blood-red bat wings spread out behind the King of Slaughter flapped slightly.
At this time, Golden Crocodile Douluo beside Qin Ming had no intention of paying attention to the King of Slaughter's unusual appearance.
The unique sword-shaped mark between the Slaughter King's eyebrows firmly caught Golden Crocodile Douluo's attention.
Three people have obtained the Divine Examination in a row, which makes Golden Crocodile Douluo pay special attention to this special mark between the eyebrows.
When he first noticed the mark, Golden Crocodile Douluo had already realized that the King of Slaughter was probably also a divine examiner.
After thinking of this, Golden Crocodile Douluo put away his contemptuous thoughts.
He turned to look at Qin Ming and Qian Daoliu beside him.
At this time, Qin Ming didn't have any special reaction, but Qian Daoliu's frown made Golden Crocodile Douluo a little surprised.
‘Brother, are you thinking of killing the King of Slaughter directly? ’
While Golden Crocodile Douluo was thinking, Qian Daoliu’s voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Second Brother, take a closer look at that King of Slaughter."
Hearing Qian Daoliu's spiritual transmission, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately used his mental power to talk to him.
"Brother, the King of Slaughter seems to be the inheritor of the god Zhuan."
"That's not what I'm talking about. Take a closer look at his face. Does it look familiar?" Hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo was a little stunned.
He subconsciously followed Qian Daoliu's words and looked at the King of Slaughter.
After looking carefully, a strangely familiar feeling appeared in his heart.
"Brother, I seem to have seen him somewhere..."
"Tang Chen, this king of killing is definitely Tang Chen who has been missing for decades.
Even if he turns to ashes, I can still recognize him.”
Listening to Qiandaoliu's spiritual voice transmission, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt like he was in a trance.
"Tang Chen?"
After murmuring in his heart, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the killing king in front of him again.
Leave aside the inhuman features of the Slaughter King and the weird patterns on his face.
After carefully observing the characteristics of the opponent's facial features, Golden Crocodile Douluo confirmed Qian Daoliu's idea in his heart.
‘This guy is really Tang Chen. ’
Swallowing silently, Golden Crocodile Douluo once again spoke to Qiandao Chuan.
“Brother, decades ago, you told me that Tang Chen went to find the inheritance of Shen Zhuan.
Looking at Tang Chen’s appearance now, he might have found the inheritance at that time .
Just during the process of going through the divine test, something unexpected happened.
Based on this speculation, the legend circulating on the mainland may be true.
This city of killing may really be a place where a god becomes a god.
There is generally a divine inheritance in the Killing City. "
After a pause, Golden Crocodile Douluo continued to transmit the message.
"Brother, after you get the inner elixir of the ten-headed blazing sun snake in a moment.
We just did it to him.
The inheritance of Shen Zhuan cannot fall into the hands of people from the Haotian Sect. "
Hearing the message from Golden Crocodile Douluo, Qian Daoliu hesitated a little.
"Second brother, this is a bit bad.
How about we play it safe..."
After seeing Qian Daoliu's reaction, Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned.
Understanding Qian Daoliu's character, he skillfully changed his method of persuasion.
“Brother, there are so many fallen ones here, and we cannot allow them to obtain the inheritance of the gods.
What if one of these fallen ones is lucky enough to inherit the throne of God? .
We can’t let them cause trouble to the mainland!
This place must be managed by our Wuhun Palace! "
Hearing what Golden Crocodile Douluo said, Qian Daoliu finally made up his mind.
"Okay, I'll do what you said, but we still have to be more cautious.
After the third child comes back, we will gather our strength and do it together! ”
While Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo continued to use their mental power to communicate, the Slaughter King, who felt that he was being despised, finally couldn’t bear it any longer.
Dots of blood escaped from his pupils, and the slender magic sword was held in his hand.
“What do you two mean?”
At this time, I sensed the change in the attitude of the King of Slaughter.
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't say anything, he just glanced at Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu immediately understood, his snow-white wings spread out, and a huge angel shadow appeared behind Qian Daoliu in the starlight.
Qian Daoliu no longer conceals his aura.
“Another Level 99 Titled Douluo!”
The Slaughter King’s expression suddenly changed, the magic sword in his hand disappeared, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
At this time, the King of Slaughter had the idea of turning around and running away...
(End of this chapter)