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That's all it can do now.
Soothe Tang San.
Tang Lan caught up with Tang Hao and left with the Killing Messenger.
Go all the way to the central building.
The Killing Messenger said respectfully: "The master is in the main hall in front, please come in by yourself."
Tang Lan and Tang Hao walked into the palace openly.
The King of Slaughter sits on his throne.
He was wrapped in a scarlet cloak and wore a blood-red robe underneath.
Only a pale face was revealed, looking like a middle-aged man, with blood-red hair and eyes.
from afar,
Like a blood-red bat, not a human being.
Tang Lan was not polite either.
The mental power swept over directly, and he felt a violent emotion, and there was a faint smell of blood floating on the tip of his nose.
This is the spiritual power belonging to the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
As for great-grandfather Tang Chen.
Tang Lan didn't feel it.
If such a situation could occur, judging from the knowledge taught by Bo Saixi, the soul belonging to Tang Chen must be sleeping in the spiritual world.
And this body is controlled by the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
Even the soul power carries the smell of blood.
That belongs to the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King himself.
No wonder in the original work,
With the majestic "ground invincibility" and the forbidden soul skills in the killing field, killing Tang San would be so strenuous.
It turns out that the dish is the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
"Ok?"
The King of Slaughter's eyes condensed, and the murderous aura around him condensed into a sharp sword, aiming to cut off Tang Lan's mental power directly.
Tang Lan, whose danger prediction was triggered, withdrew his mental power in advance to avoid it.
"Humph!" The King of Slaughter said sullenly, "It's not polite for you to look around at anything at your young age!"
"You invited me here, but you still don't allow me to take a look?" Tang Lan said rudely: "Then I'm leaving?"
There was no respect in the words.
This made the King of Killing, who had been in a high position for many years, turn his anger into tangible murderous aura, forming a layer of flames that rolled around.
Very bluffing.
unfortunately
Tang Lan is no ordinary person.
The Tang Hao beside him was no ordinary person.
"Ah!"
Tang Hao released his level 98 Titled Douluo momentum and faced off against the King of Slaughter.
"We haven't fought each other for more than ten years. Do you want to have another fight?"
This brought back bad memories for the Killing King.
The City of Killing is the inheritance place where Shura God selects his successors.
After it seized Tang Chen's body, it tried its best to stifle the appearance of the God of Death.
The purpose is to prevent the inheritance of Shura God from reappearing.
Otherwise it would be dead.
so.
Chapter 234 Immortal grass for the God of Death! Secret operation!
When Tang Hao wanted to challenge Hell Road, the King of Slaughter chose to take action. ?? ???(h)(u)Ｘ.Cσm ??
The result.
The fact that Tang Hao can stand here has explained everything.
"That's enough!" The King of Slaughter shouted: "What do you want to do when you come to this king's killing city?"
"Isn't this obvious?" Tang Hao said matter-of-factly: "Of course, let my son obtain the realm of the God of Death. Otherwise, why would I still be reminiscing with you?"
The King of Slaughter had already expected it, but instead put away his flame clothes.
Nodding and saying——
"can."
"In the next few days, as long as you can still fight, I will arrange an opponent for you."
"After you win 100 games in a row, I will personally open the road to hell and send you away from the city of slaughter."
"During this period, you are not allowed to do any other unnecessary things."
"make a deal?"
It's surprisingly "easy to talk to".
But it also proves from the side that the King of Slaughter is a strong-willed person.
Since everyone is so considerate, Tang Lan can't help but follow the rules, can't he?
He took out the fairy grass melon and golden dragon.
When feeding the iron-backed dragon, only one-tenth was consumed.
"This thing is the Fairy Grass Melon Golden Dragon."
Tang Lan introduced——
"The so-called fairy grass is a fairy herb that absorbs the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon."
"This sweet potato golden dragon has the power of an earth dragon to turn over. After use, it can not only control the power of the earth, but also have the effect of strengthening the body."
"I hope to use it in exchange for a small favor for you, the King of Slaughter."
Although the King of Killing pretended to remain calm, his eyes were fixed on the Sweet Potato Golden Dragon.
The soul beast's instinct makes it impossible to refuse.
and.
Although this body belongs to a level 99 Peerless Douluo, decades of corrosion have left it riddled with holes.
Before you meet a more suitable one, you still have to take good care of it.
but
"How can I be sure that what you say is true?" The King of Slaughter questioned: "The commotion you have made in the past two days is quite big!"
In other words.
I suspect Tang Lan is deceiving people again.
Tang Lan smiled without saying a word and threw the sweet potato and golden dragon.
The King of Slaughter caught it steadily.
Feel it with your own hands to confirm that this sweet potato golden dragon is real.
Certain in my heart.
"What's the business?" The King of Slaughter said restrainedly: "As long as it doesn't involve the fundamentals of the Slaughter City, I can consider it."
"It's very simple." Tang Lan smiled and said: "You should know that my father is feeding the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, right?"
The King of Slaughter nodded, guessing something.
"Yes, that's what you think."
Tang Lan affirmed——
"After I leave, please help me feed this dark evil tiger to evolve it for as long as possible."
"In about a year or so, I'll come back and get it."
"As a reward, this sweet potato golden dragon is only part of it."
"When I come to take back the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger later, I will pay you a maximum of one fairy grass suitable for you based on the number of years it has evolved."
"how?"
Feeding the Dark Demon Tiger?
This is not simple yet.
There are not many other things in the Killing City, but there are many soul masters!
"No problem." The King of Slaughter agreed: "The corpses of soul masters produced in the Slaughter City will become its food rations."
The reason why he agreed so simply was that he even gave up feeding Blood River for the time being.
Just telling Tang Lan - remember to bring the fairy grass next time.
"Pleasant to work with."
Tang Lan stretched out his hand.
The King of Slaughter had no doubt that he was there and shook hands with Tang Lan readily.