I'm in Douluo, where is my system?

Chapter 217 Awakening
Just as Rakshasa entered the space, a breath of air quietly leaked out.

At this moment, in the divine realm, the Asura God sat high on his majestic throne. He seemed to have sensed something, and a ferocious smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting, it turns out you're residing in the sea of ​​consciousness of Qian Yuhan's descendants, with the aura of an angel as a cover. No wonder I couldn't find you."

With a grin, a blood-red light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Shura God, and a blood-red divine thought as real as a substance shot towards the lower realm.

At this time, in the Killing City of the Netherworld, the King of Killing was enjoying the service of the woman in black veil, with a look of enjoyment on his face. He casually drew a ball of blood from the pool of blood in front of him and swallowed it in one gulp, without realizing that some other things had been quietly mixed into this ball of blood.

"Interesting, a little bat can actually erode your consciousness." The voice of the Shura God rang out again, exploding like a bell in the mind of the King of Slaughter. As soon as the voice fell, the King of Slaughter's expression suddenly changed drastically, and the originally cold face was instantly replaced by pain.

He held his head tightly with both hands, his body trembled violently involuntarily, and the muscles on his face twisted into a ball, showing a ferocious look.

A few breaths seemed to last a century. The blood-red lines on the Slaughter King's face, symbolizing slaughter and bloodshed, faded at a visible speed, as if being erased bit by bit by an invisible force. As the blood-red lines vanished, the Slaughter King's aura underwent a drastic change.

At this moment, looking at his own changes, the King of Killing was still a little confused for a moment. No, at this moment, it should be Tang Chen.

"Now that you're awake, go ahead."

Rakshasa, I didn't expect that you are not dead yet. That's just right. Let me see how much strength you still have.

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At the same time, Tang San had already run hundreds of meters along the narrow path.

At the same time, every time you pass a platform, the iron chain behind you will be destroyed. When you reach the last platform, there will be no way to go for a thousand meters behind you.

He glanced at the cave ceiling a hundred meters away and saw a blood-red ripple. If his guess was correct, this was the exit and the inheritance area his father had mentioned.

"Xiao Sanzi, you forgot that she has a flying spirit. Flying consumes very little energy for her. What you are doing will not have any effect on her."

Hearing this name, Tang San couldn't help feeling a little unhappy, but he didn't show it. Instead, he spoke with a righteous look on his face.

"Brother Tianmeng, I naturally know what you said, but there are no iron locks here, and we can't see anything. It will take some time for her to escape."

"Besides, my main purpose is to destroy this place. This place is too dirty and evil and should not exist."

As he spoke, Tang San took out a small porcelain bottle and poured it directly into the pot.

Drops of scarlet liquid fell directly from the bottle into the pool of blood below.

Watching a few drops of blood drip into the blood pool and dissolve away, a smile appeared on Tang San's lips.

After a year, he had roughly guessed that the entire Killing City used blood as its source of power. So, if the source was directly polluted, what would happen to the entire Killing City?

These syphilis toxins that are transmitted through the blood have now been amplified several times by him. Within a year, the entire Killing City will be infected.

Lord of Slaughter, I hope you like my gift.

"Tang San, what are you doing!" At this moment, Ye Xinyu's voice came from a distance, and Tang San couldn't help but be stunned.

We got rid of that hundred thousand year old soul beast so quickly?

"you guess."

After saying that, several hidden weapons were instantly launched at a strange angle.

Sensing danger, Ye Xinyu escaped into the space without thinking.

She is not as stupid as Qian Renxue. If she can hide, why should she show off? What if she can't stop it, what if it is poisonous, then she will be the one who is unlucky.

After entering the space, everything presented to her made her eyes light up.

"Teacher, you did it so quickly?" At this moment, it was the first time that she saw the Rakshasa God's divine consciousness take shape. His proud figure matched with the black dress, it must be said that he looked quite good.

Rakshasa turned around and casually handed over the sickle in his hand.

The sickle is black and purple all over, and the edge of the blade is faintly blood-red.

"Here, take it."

Ye Xinyu didn't expect Rakshasa God to be so straightforward, but based on the principle of not letting something go to waste, she immediately took it in her hand.

The moment he started, Ye Xinyu felt a strong murderous aura rushing towards him, and his expression suddenly became dazed.

After a while, he gradually recovered.

"Recovered so quickly?"

Ye Xinyu took a deep breath and waved her hand. The next moment, a streak of blood-red scythe light flashed across, snapping several trees a hundred meters away that were so large they could be hugged by several people.

"Oh my god, so awesome?"

Hearing this, Rakshasa God couldn't help but smile slightly.

"After absorbing nearly a thousand years of Asura God's resources, this Rakshasa Demon Scythe has now evolved from a divine weapon to a semi-super divine weapon. I estimate that in a few thousand years, it will almost evolve into a super divine weapon."

Ye Xinyu nodded thoughtfully. No wonder the Asura God attacked the Rakshasa God. Maybe it was because of this reason.

"By the way, I heard that the Sea God and his divine weapons weigh hundreds of thousands of pounds. Why is yours so light?"

Hearing this, Rakshasa God couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"light?"

"First, the strength of a weapon isn't determined by weight. Even Poseidon's harpoon isn't as good as my Rakshasa Scythe."

"Secondly, it's not light either. After absorbing the blood evil energy for a thousand years, its weight has increased from 60,000 kilograms at the beginning to over 80,000 kilograms."

"If I hadn't left my mark on your body before you were born, how could you have possibly lifted it?"

Ye Xinyu suddenly realized and looked carefully at the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand.

"I see, teacher, what other powerful features does this Rakshasa Demon Scythe have?"

Rakshasa God smiled lightly, with a hint of pride in his expression.

"That's natural. In addition to the inherent properties of a divine weapon, it also has the ability to evolve. The stronger the blood it absorbs, the stronger it will become. Even ordinary people's blood will work. If you can massacre an entire country and kill hundreds of thousands of people, it will almost evolve into a super divine weapon."

Ye Xinyu was speechless.

Well, Rakshasa God speaks very bluntly. He massacres an entire country. This guy is definitely an evil cultivator.

"Well, forget it, this is enough."

"Okay, go out now. If you are any later, Tang San will really run away." Rakshasa shook his head and returned to Ye Xinyu's sea of ​​consciousness again.

"Then what should we do with this hundred thousand year old soul beast?"

The voice of Rakshasa God came again.

"Don't worry about it. I just took it out. I didn't kill it. It will recover naturally in a few days."

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