Douluo: The Capital of Slaughter at the beginning, forced to become a demon

The palace was spacious, but empty, with no knights guarding it.

There are no maids or anything like that.

Inside, there were only a few messengers.

After Tang Hao and Tang San came in, the envoys who received them retreated.

Give up the position.

This is the way the King of Slaughter treats his guests.

Deep in the palace, a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robe, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak with a stand-up collar, sat on a high throne.

He has a pale face and looks middle-aged.

The hair and eyes are blood red.

From a distance, it looks like a blood shadow.

The person sitting on the main seat is the controller of the killing city, the king of killing.

Likewise, Tang Chen is one of the three ultimate Douluo in the world and is known as being invincible on the ground.

It is the most powerful Haotian Douluo in the history of Haotian Sect.

Under the leadership of Tang Chen, the Haotian Sect ascended to the throne of No. [-] in the world.

Together with Qian Daoliu, the ruling elder of Wuhun Palace, they are called the two mountains in the soul master world and are insurmountable mountains.

After retiring from the soul master world, Tang Chen was invited by Qian Daoliu to venture into Poseidon Island with him.

During this period, the two fell in love with Bo Saixi, the high priest of Poseidon Island.

Bo Saixi chose Tang Chen among the two, but did not express her favorability because of her pride.

This led to a misunderstanding in Tang Chen and he made a promise "I will never return until I become a god".

He found the inheritance of God Shura in the City of Slaughter, but failed the secret hand of God Rakshasa in the assessment. He was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king and became the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter.

Lost in the city of killing.

To this day, I am still lost and have not woken up.

"I don't know what the reason for the arrival of Haotian Douluo is?"

The King of Slaughter was sitting on the main seat, holding a steaming cup of Bloody Mary in his hand, tasting it happily.

Even Tang Hao, the youngest titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent, arrived.

It didn't move him in the slightest.

Although the arrival of Tang Hao, the God of Killing, may bring trouble to the Killing City.

But now that we are here, there is nothing to be afraid of.

What's more, the King of Slaughter has no fear of anyone.

From then on, he sat calmly and calmly on the main seat, without even looking at Tang Hao, which was enough to show the fearless kingly demeanor of the King of Slaughter.

"King of Slaughter, Tang doesn't want to talk in circles with you. I'm here to ask for an explanation for my son!"

Tang Hao raised his head, held his head high, and looked at the King of Slaughter.

The voice was cold and domineering, and the robe was windless and automatic.

The aura was so domineering that several envoys not far away were intimidated by Tang Hao's aura and couldn't help but retreat.

There was a look of horror on their faces.

Is this already tense before it even begins?

"What...do you want to ask for an explanation?"

The King of Slaughter narrowed his blood-red eyes slightly, drank the Bloody Mary in the cup, put the cup aside steadily, turned his head, looked directly at Tang Hao, and said.

The voice was deep and sharp, equally cold and domineering.

"Tang wants to ask the King of Slaughter why he sacrificed my son's blood.

If it weren't for a special reason, he would have died long ago! "

When Tang Hao said this, his majestic soul power couldn't help but be released.

With a bang, everything around him was blown away and shattered.

.... Several of the messengers were also knocked away and smashed against the thick wall. They were smashed to pieces and screamed repeatedly.

"You useless thing, get out of here!"

I saw several of the messengers being sent flying, and they were still screaming in agony.

The King of Slaughter looked unhappy and scolded several people.

Then, with a wave of his big hand, the majestic soul power violently impacted on the extremely guiding messenger.

Several people were shaken out of the hall at once, and they were thrown far away, and they were not sure whether they were alive or dead.

Tang Hao came to ask for help, and the King of Slaughter was very unhappy.

"It is your son's great fortune to be the sacrifice that opens the road to hell.

What's more, judging from your tone, he is not dead.

Being able to survive the blood sacrifice, your son is No. 1 in the killing city. "

When the King of Slaughter said this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He turned his head and looked behind Tang Hao at Tang San, who was a little timid, and said:

"Your son, is he?"

Seeing the look in the King of Slaughter's eyes, Tang Hao's eyes showed a look of struggle.

At this time, Tang San was behind him, cowering and not standing.

He was hiding behind him, looking at the King of Slaughter.

Seeing Tang San like this, Tang Hao didn't dare to admit that this boy was his Haotian Douluo's son.

Shame!

"Dear King of Slaughter, I, I am Tang San.

He is my dad! "

But just when Tang Hao was hesitating, Tang San grabbed Tang Hao's robe behind him with one hand.

Show your head to one side.

The other hand waved towards the King of Slaughter, showing a bright smile.

Somewhat excited, he greeted the King of Slaughter.

Feeling Tang San's movements, Tang Hao's face turned pale.

Is this his son or his daughter?

Now every move Tang San made was something only a girl could do.

Not at all manly.

"Forehead……"

Tang San looked neither male nor female as he greeted the King of Slaughter.

The latter was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but feel excited.

He shook his head, turned around, picked up a glass of Bloody Mary again, took a sip, and said:

"Haotian Douluo, you should be very clear about the rules of the Killing City.

Here, strength is respected, life and death are determined, everything depends on fate.

If your daughter doesn't have that strength, then don't send her in.

Since you sent her in, you should accept all possible accidents.

During the last blood sacrifice, she narrowly escaped as one of the fallen in the Hell Killing Fields.

It can only be said that he is lucky.

Now that you've escaped and you're here.

Since you are also a God of Killing, I will make an exception and ask you to take her out of the Killing City. "

After saying that, the King of Slaughter took a big gulp of Bloody Mary, glanced at the corner, and said:

"Send the God of Death out of the city of killing!"

"Yes!"

The order was given, and the envoy took the order and walked out tremblingly.

Arriving in front of Tang Hao, he bent down and stretched out his hand, trying to lead Tang Hao out of the Palace of the King of Slaughter.

…."Lord Killer God, please!"

The King of Slaughter had just issued an order to expel guests.

"In that case, don't blame Tang for being rude!"

Tang Hao glanced at the arriving messenger, held his head high, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the King of Slaughter.

The next second, there was a bang, and the majestic soul power was released.

With a bang, the envoy standing next to him was blown away by the majestic soul power.

It hit the thick palace wall, accompanied by the sound of several bones breaking and a tragic howl.

The messenger coughed several times, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, struggled on the ground a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Wooooow, dad..."

Tang San appeared timidly behind Tang Hao, grabbing the latter's clothes with both hands.

There was a look of fear on his face, and tears fell from his eyes!

Started to cry!

"Get out of here, I don't have a son like you!"

Tang Hao was about to rush forward and fight with the King of Slaughter!

I didn’t expect that my son would be such a waste!

He had used his soul power to protect Tang San!

But Tang San still acted like he was terribly scared.

It was such a disgrace to him!

Tang Hao was furious and his soul power was shaken!

The sound of Peng shook Tang San and flew him backwards!

An onion fell upside down and fell into the cesspool dedicated to the King of Slaughter!

The legs are outside, struggling like crazy!

My head was buried in the pit of manure, blah blah blah, I was holding my breath during the performance!

Tang Hao snorted coldly when he saw this!

I am completely disappointed with this son!

He didn't bother to pay attention, his feet collapsed, and he rushed towards the King of Slaughter!

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