Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 45 The King of Killing

"Mother, this spirit ring is formed by the ghosts and souls within the Ghost Tower, a huge spirit guide."

Tang San used the Purple Demon Pupil and stared at the white spirit ring behind him. From a distance, the white spirit ring seemed complete, but a closer look revealed that the white spirit ring was not a whole. There were countless spirits and evil spirits roaring in it. They seemed to be bound by some powerful force and could not escape, thus forming a ring.

Tang San did not find it strange that there were ghosts in this world, because there was only one Ghost Douluo in the Spirit Hall, and there was even more than just Ghost Douluo, there were also skeleton spirits, and Rakshasa was a god created by death who controlled resentment, ghosts, etc.

Tang San hurriedly asked: "Mother, who built this Ghost Tower?"

Hong Yan thought for a moment and said, "This Ghost Tower was built by the ghost god Rakshasa. It is a huge soul guide device passed down from ancient times. It is precisely because of the existence of the Ghost Tower that we have a place to survive and are not enslaved in the Slaughter City and reduced to blood slaves."

"Blood slaves? Are they those soul masters who have to offer two glasses of Bloody Mary every month?"

Hong Yan nodded and said, "The number of blood slaves is even greater than you can imagine. There is a blood river on the Hell Road of the Slaughter City. This blood river is the core of the Slaughter City and the energy core that maintains the entire Slaughter City. Granting the Killing God Domain requires a huge amount of killing and soul power. These are not created out of thin air. The Slaughter City can transform killing and blood, thereby granting the Killing God Domain to soul masters passing through the Hell Road."

Tang San understood after hearing this. It seems that each god's inheritance has its own way of operating, which is an endless cycle and endless. Otherwise, after tens of millions of years, there would be no energy to maintain the assessment.

"Mother, the content of my Rakshasa God Test is..." Tang San was about to tell his mother about the Rakshasa God Test, but was stopped by Hong Yan.

Hong Yan shook her head slightly and said, "You don't need to tell me. Normally, I'm the host of the inheritance and the contemporary Rakshasa woman. I know everything about the Rakshasa Divine Test. But I don't know the content of your Divine Test this time. This proves that your Divine Test is definitely not an ordinary Divine Test."

"We, the Rakshasa clan, are currently in a precarious situation. We are being watched by the Lord of Slaughter and cannot leave this place. There's no guarantee that one day I will learn the details of your divine examination."

Tang San's pupils trembled and he clenched his fists. He had already made plans for the worst.

Rakshasa has fallen, and no one knows how long its protection can last. No one knows whether Shura will kill the entire Rakshasa clan once he finds the successor.

Seeing her son's expression, Hongyan smiled with relief and said, "Don't worry, the gods who have left this world are gone. Even the Shura God can't do anything to us directly. Mother believes that it won't be long before you can liberate our clan."

"But now, you should call Ah Hao to take you away. There are troublemakers coming."

The next second, there was a loud bang, and the entire ghost tower came under a powerful attack, and the entire tower began to tremble.

A low soul power voice penetrated the Ghost Tower and reached directly inside the Ghost Tower: "Hand over the person who opened the inheritance."

The King of Killing is coming!
The King of Killing came to the ghost town and even attacked the ghost tower, which naturally caused quite a bit of turmoil.

"It seems that the ghost town has completely declined and can never recover. The King of Killing has finally raised his sharp knife to the ghost town." In the ghost town, some old people who have lived for a long time murmured.

"Perhaps it was because of the vision just now that the King of Slaughter realized that the Ghost Tower was powerless and he was finally going to take action."

"Legend has it that this Ghost Tower existed since ancient times, and may contain the soul bones of soul beasts and ancient divine weapons." The King of Slaughter's personal expedition against Ghost City has given many soul masters living in this world much to think about. This world is not only about the Slaughter City and Ghost City, but also about many neutral soul masters and sects that do not belong to either side, and these soul masters enter this world through [legitimate means].

The Ghost Town has existed for as long as the Killing City. As long as a soul bone or a magical weapon is lost, it is enough to make people jealous.

Many soul masters are already sharpening their knives, hoping to fish in troubled waters.

At this tense moment, Hongyan appeared in a black veil. Even if you couldn't see her true face, just looking at her graceful figure was enough to touch people's hearts and make people intoxicated.

"King of Killing, there is nothing here that you want, please go back."

The King of Slaughter sneered and shouted, "A mere Soul Douluo is worthy of stopping me? Get lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Slaughter swung his sword. He didn't even use his soul power, but simply relied on brute force, and a sword wind slashed down.

With a loud bang, even though Hong Yan could use the power of the Ghost Tower, a soul guide, she was still no match for the King of Killing.

Hongyan looked at the Slaughter King in the sky with astonishment, and was surprised in her heart: "Ninety-nine level Extreme Douluo?! How is that possible? Isn't the Slaughter King's strength only level ninety? Is he the new Slaughter King?!"

At this time, Hongyan was also certain that the King of Slaughter in front of her was definitely not the one she knew. When she was not yet a Rakshasa woman, she had seen the previous generation of Rakshasa women relying on the Ghost Tower to resist the siege of the City of Slaughter. Although the King of Slaughter at that time was powerful, he was far less powerful than he is now.

It is impossible to advance from level 90 to level 99 in just a few decades, so the only possibility is that the King of Slaughter has been replaced, or the current King of Slaughter has killed the previous King of Slaughter and replaced him!

"How dare you, an ant, speak so brazenly and seek your own death. Hand it over to me and I will leave immediately." The King of Killing glanced around coldly and said with disdain.

Swoosh! A sonic boom pierced through space, and a dark shadow, faster than the sound, rushed straight towards the face of the King of Slaughter.

Facing the attack from afar, the eyes of the King of Killing under his armor did not fluctuate at all. He held the magic sword in his hand and raised it upwards. With a clang, sparks flew everywhere, and a hammer spirit was knocked back to the hand of its original owner.

"The King of Slaughter bullies a woman. Does the City of Slaughter have any shame?"

At this time, a man appeared beside Hongyan. He was tall and strong, with a leopard-ring and tiger-shaped forehead, and an imposing aura. Nine soul rings were floating behind him, two yellow, two purple and five black. The ninth soul ring, in particular, revealed a strange red light in the black color, and did not look like an ordinary ten thousand year soul ring.

The strangest thing is that none of the nine soul rings were sealed by the power of the City of Slaughter, and they shone brightly.

The person who came was naturally Tang San’s father, Hong Yan’s husband, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!
Of course, Tang Hao also has another title here, the God of Killing!
"It's you who did it, the seventh God of Killing." The King of Killing looked at the man in front of him without any surprise.

(End of this chapter)