"Hahahaha!! Why bother to die?"

Tang Chen was unmoved at all. He felt that life was worse than death if he was trapped here and let a beast take his body and acted as a blessing. If he hadn't been unwilling to accept it, he might have...

"You will never see that woman again if you die!!"

After being together for a long time, the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King also knew something about Tang Chen. Although he didn't know it very clearly, it was enough.

Sure enough, this sentence directly captured Tang Chen's lifeline. Posexi was Tang Chen's lifeline and a person that Tang Chen could never forget.

"Forget it, forgot."

With a sigh, Tang Chen relaxed his fight for power over his body.

"Have you played enough? Now it's my turn!"

Finally no one dragged him down. The Nine-Headed Bat King had the heart to cry, and he was beaten for so long.

Although the body is not his, it still hurts the same.

Seeing that the King of Killing blocked his attack, Tang Hao was slightly stunned, and then the Haotian Hammer in his hand subconsciously swung to the left.

when!!

Accompanied by the sound of collision, Tang Hao's body retreated involuntarily.

"Have you played enough? Now it's my turn."

Finally, he was about to turn over and make the decision. The blood-red aura around the Nine-Headed Bat King was even stronger, and his cold tone was like eternal ice.

After the words came, the speed of the King of Killing was more than twice as fast as before. A real slash met Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer.

In this collision, the King of Killing did not get flew out directly by hammering like he did at the beginning, but Tang Hao was smashed and flew out.

Tang Chen's demigod body is not covered. Although he is not taking the pure power route, his cultivation is actually there, and Tang Hao can't stop it at all.

It was indeed the turn of the King of Killing. Tang Hao was suppressed by the angry King of Killing and retreated step by step.

But there is no life worry. Whenever the King of Killing wants to kill, Tang Chen will come forward to stop him.

But even so, Tang Hao's condition became worse and worse, and his injuries that had been unable to heal for a long time began to get worse this time.

"Puff~~hahahahaha~~, I get it!"

As he was hit again, Tang Hao blew his blood into the sky, but after he vomited, he laughed happily.

He had already got what he thought in his heart, and the task had been completed.

“We will see you again.”

After leaving a sentence, Tang Hao turned his head decisively and left.

Today he has reached his limit, and it will be more and more unfavorable for him to continue fighting.

And he was always alert to the people in the Wuhun Hall.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, please help him."

When he saw the King of Killing in the distance, he didn't want to let Tang Hao go, Ning Fengzhi told Jian Douluo and Gu Douluo who had been guarding him.

"good."

The two nodded at the same time. Although they were a little worried about Ning Fengzhi's safety, it would be fine if they just blocked it.

As the two left, Ning Fengzhi also summoned his martial soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tower.

Compared with Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Glazed Tower, Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Glazed Tower looks more in line with the first auxiliary weapon's martial soul.

Not only is it big but also thick, it also emits a glimmer of light.

Six rays of light were injected into Jian Douluo, Tang Hao and others respectively.

Tang Hao and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other and nodded at the same time, Tang Hao disappeared directly.

After blocking the attack of the King of Killing, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also decisively withdrew from the battlefield.

Through this, the two of them also saw Tang Hao's strength, and even if they had old injuries, they should not be underestimated.

It seems that the youngest titled Douluo will add another strongest title in the future. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo thought to each other at the same time.

The two returned to Ning Fengzhi's side, grabbed Ning Fengzhi's arm without saying a word and left the place directly, instantly disappearing from the sight of the King of Killing.

After watching everyone disappear from his sight, the King of Killing roared angrily, then returned to his throne and sat down.

According to the rules, he cannot leave the capital of Killing too far.

............

At this moment.

God Realm.

Shura Temple.

"Report to the Lord of God, there are some problems in a palace of inheritance. My subordinates are not sure to pay attention. I beg Lord of God for advice."

A divine servant in a scarlet robe knelt in front of the Shura Temple and responded respectfully.

After the words came to an end, the servant of God knelt on the ground and waited quietly.

After a long time, a voice finally came from the temple, "It's all good things, don't worry about it."

"According to the will of the Lord of God."

After worshiping respectfully, the servant of the god slowly left.

Inside the hall.

Although the Shura God sat upright on the throne, his divine thoughts had already traveled among the stars.

"How can you see a rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain? How can you go further without experiencing the tempering?"

"Rakshasa, thank you for trying so hard to choose the inheritor for me."

A distant and ethereal sound came from the empty Shura Temple.

"But, you can't let you be so arrogant."

Soon, a sound rang out in the hall again.

Then, the Shura God on the throne raised a finger and a thread of Shura divine power shot out.

The Shura divine power was directly injected into the Shura divine sword placed on the altar aside.

The light on the Shura Divine Sword's body flashed slightly, and then it turned into ordinary again.

At the same time, the magic pattern on the surface of the Shura Demon Sword beside the King of Killing flashed slightly, and then it became ordinary.

The King of Killing seemed to have a sense of sensitivity, but found nothing, but felt that the magic sword in front of him looked a little different.

If the magic sword used to look lifeless, there is no magical appearance at all.

Now there is a little more anger, as if a seal is being lifted.

"Sure enough, he won't let you go like this."

Only Tang Chen, who was imprisoned in his body, sensed that he was the inheritor of the Shura God after all. Although he failed because of the Rakshasa God, the sensing of the Shura God's power still existed.

Even in the Shura Demon Sword in front of him, he had cultivated the stored divine power over the years, just to be able to regain his body one day, and then use the stored divine power to become a god in one fell swoop.

After all, the God King still needs face. Even if you know that you are helping him choose a more suitable inheritor, it will not make you too much.

After reaching a certain level, face will become extremely important, and it can even cause life and death battles.

.............

"Your Majesty, where are you going to take me?"

Feeling the increasingly intense murderous aura, Han Haotian frowned slightly.

Along the way, he found that something seemed to be happening on the mainland, and a group of soul masters who looked like madmen were chasing people and slashing.

"There's something wrong in the capital of Killing."

Han Haotian, who was originally just mentioned casually, did not expect Bibidong to answer him this time.

This surprised him quite.

"City of Killing?"

When Han Haotian heard the name of the City of Killing, he was shocked. He knew this place.

The City of Killing is not only a good place to hone people, but also a temple of the inheritance of the Shura God.

Not only that, there is also the work of the Rakshasa god.

Han Haotian even suspected that Bibi Dong should have received news about Rakshasa god there.
Chapter completed!