Chapter 346 Chapter 346: Who said we are supporting the King of Slaughter?
The real Meng Po Tang, forgetting the future and the past, reincarnation.
The fake Meng Po soup is actually used only for interrogation.
Among the fallen, there are indeed soul masters who can clearly see people's memories.
But who can guarantee that this kind of soul master won't lie?
Therefore, before interrogating crimes, it is necessary to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup!
Of course, it doesn't matter how much you drink, and drinking more doesn't matter either.
Tang San was stunned, was this trying to intimidate him?
How could he not fight back after being threatened?
Six spirit rings, ash, ash, ash, ash, ash, ash, quickly rose from Tang San's feet, and a huge Clear Sky Hammer also appeared in Tang San's hand.
Only then did Tang San feel his own changes.
None of his soul skills were usable, and all his soul rings turned gray, looking lifeless.
Of course, soul bone skills are not affected, mainly because soul skills cannot be used, and "self-created soul skills" are also not affected.
"???"
At this moment, Tang San recalled Tang Hao's words, he really couldn't use soul skills.
What does this mean?
It means this is the capital of killing!
Only the Killing City has this characteristic.
When the three people saw this, the corners of their mouths slightly raised. Almost everyone who came here was someone who was unwilling to be ordinary.
Especially the powerful soul masters in the outside world believe that they are incomparably powerful and can dominate the killing city.
When I got here, I discovered that the soul ring was actually unusable!
A normal soul master has more than 90% of his strength within the soul ring.
Being unable to use the soul ring is equivalent to directly destroying the soul master.
Of course, the strengthened soul master's physique and so on will naturally be much stronger than some low-level soul masters, especially beast soul masters.
Po Meng took one step forward, and a lotus flower appeared under her feet. The next moment, a soul ring appeared.
Nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black rose rapidly from her feet, and there was a faint layer of white mist on her body.
This is the "authority" granted by the King of Slaughter, which allows "Meng Po" to use soul skills normally in the Slaughter City without being affected by the rules of the Slaughter City.
Tang San: "..."
At this moment, Tang San was silent.
What the heck, a fake Po Meng turned out to be a titled Douluo!
That's all, she is a titled Douluo who can use soul skills!
Although the soul ring does not exceed the standard, the titled Douluo is real, and it is simply not something he can deal with now.
"Are you going to drink the soup by yourself, or will your sister feed it to you?"
"Meng Po" said calmly with a flash of red in her eyes.
The young man in front of me does have some talent as a soul master, and he doesn't have the aura of a fallen person. He got it through real practice.
Having cultivated to the Soul Emperor level at a young age, he has the capital to be arrogant.
It's a pity that he doesn't know how to examine things at all.
Tang San silently took back his martial spirit, and then walked towards "Meng Po", only feeling that the future was dark.
He had to drink this soup even if he didn't want to.
"Boy, this soup is not poison, nor is it something difficult to choke on. Instead, it was carefully prepared by Mrs. Meng Po."
"You should feel blessed."
Tang San curled his lips, he would know if it was poison or not after he drank it.
Why would you use such words to lie to him?
"Huh, I'll drink!"
Tang San said coldly, what can he do?
The previous threats seemed to still be ringing in his ears, which shocked him a little.
Seeing that Tang San was about to drink "Meng Po" soup, "Meng Po" nodded, the smile on his face a little wider.
He bent down and picked up a white but somewhat mottled "bowl" from the wooden barrel, filled the wooden barrel with a bowl of water, and handed it to Tang San.
Looking at the bowl in "Meng Po's" hand, Tang San frowned and felt cold sweat falling from his forehead. Is this a bowl?
This is clearly an instrument made from skulls!
It seems that the people here are really not human, they...
After a moment of hesitation, Tang San took the bowl from "Mother Meng"'s hand.
Just when Tang San thought that Po Meng would tease his handsome boy, he didn't expect that he couldn't even touch Po Meng's hand, and the other party withdrew her hand.
This woman looks bohemian, but actually has a bottom line?
Hold the soup, close your eyes, and drink it all in one gulp.
Contrary to what he imagined, Tang San didn't feel anything wrong after the soup entered his stomach, he just felt a little cool.
This soup seems to be mountain spring water?
Even a little bit sweet.
"Come on, come on, there are many more."
"Young people should drink two more bowls."
Tang San couldn't refuse "Meng Po's" proposal. It was Po Meng's nine normal spirit rings that made him a little frightened.
After two more bowls of soup, "Meng Po" said: "You can go over."
When she said this, "Mother Meng" had a frosty look on her face, as if she was a different person.
When the two people who led the way saw this, they quickly bowed their hands and said goodbye to "Mother Meng", who they could not afford to offend.
In the entire underworld, there are very few people who can offend each other.
After the three people left, Po Meng said to the void: "I don't know which god of killing is visiting. Today's killing city, oh no, it should be said to be the underworld, does not welcome the arrival of the god of killing."
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"Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for waiting for you!"
Just when she released the soul ring, she felt the aura of the murderous god. The aura disappeared in a flash, as if she would cause the young man to take action if she took action against him.
This young man should be related to this god of death.
Tang Hao looked confused. The God of Killing is not welcome in the city of killing?
Indeed!
But this kind of thing is generally not mentioned openly in the killing city, let alone directly threatening a killing god!
But today was different. The other party not only threatened him directly, but his tone was even disgusting.
As if she wanted him to jump out.
"Aren't you afraid that I will turn this hell upside down if you do this?"
Tang Hao said solemnly, he didn't believe that the Killing City would dare to do this unless they had some special support.
The terror of a killing god is not just the killing god itself.
Besides, who can become a god of death who is not so terrifying?
Which one did not become the God of Killing from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?
The God of Killing himself is also a powerful killing weapon, which is why the King of Killing is not willing to offend the other party.
"You really have that ability, just come!"
"My hell is worried that there are too few sinners and it is too idle."
"Meng Po" said with an evil smile and nonchalantly.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao looked at each other secretly, a little stunned.
They can clearly see the strength of this "Meng Po", she is probably at level ninety-five.
Neither Tang Hao nor Tang Xiao took her seriously.
Of course, the current Tang Hao is not as strong as before. In a one-on-one fight, he is really no match for "Meng Po".
"If my son's life is in danger, you will be buried with him in hell!"
"Don't think that with the support of the King of Slaughter, you can be lawless!"
"Who said we are supporting the King of Slaughter?"
(End of chapter)