Douluo's Fate Modification System

Chapter 381 The dead Tang Chen is the best Tang Chen
The jet-black sword was full of light, and the cold killing air instantly broke through the barrier of soul power set up by the two extreme douluo.

This powerful momentum directly penetrated the Forbidden God Stone, which was thousands of meters deep, and blatantly broke through the ground and shot into the sky.

In the Killing City, whether it was the degenerates fighting lewdly, the law enforcement team, or the researchers, soldiers, and construction workers who were working and patrolling, all of them stared wide-eyed and looked at the location of the training room where the four of them were in horror. .

Assassin's sword has completely changed its appearance.

Unlike Tang Chen's Asura Demon Sword in the original book, Zhu Zhuqing's Asura Sword is not a knight's epee with a length of two meters, but a chivalrous sword similar to the Huaxia Sword.

Even if the appearance is different, the blood-red patterns on the sword body can't lie, and neither can the super-artifact aura it exudes.

This is definitely the real Shura sword.

Zhu Zhuqing stretched out his hand and wanted to hold it, but was stopped by Xia Ling.

"Zhuqing, don't be too busy. First recover your soul power and mental power, and then use the method I taught you to sacrifice blood."

Xia Ling, who knew the original book, knew clearly that Shura's divine power was very domineering, completely different from the gentleness of Seagod's divine power and angelic divine power.

With Zhu Zhuqing's current state of bottoming out both soul power and spiritual power, it is very easy to suffer backlash and get injured after mastering the Asura Sword for the first time.

Zhu Zhuqing was very obedient, sat down on the spot without the slightest hesitation, and began to recover.

Qian Daoliu took back his two domains, looked at Zhu Zhuqing on the ground and muttered:
"What kind of ecstasy did your kid give her to make her trust you so much? You stabbed her immediately after you finished speaking, without any hesitation, and she is not afraid of blowing up. I really doubt that you let this little girl named Zhuqing She will not ask why if she draws her sword and kills the pope."

"Are you mentally ill? Why did Tianling ask Zhuqing to kill me?"

"Ahem, I'm just giving you an example."

Xia Ling blinked innocently, smiled and looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was meditating.

"Sincerity for sincerity, probably this is trust."

After more than half an hour, Zhu Zhuqing returned to his peak state.

She bit the tip of her tongue to force out a drop of blood, and shot it straight into the fused Shura sword.

A large number of symbols fused with soul power and spiritual power were also injected into the Shura sword with special handprints, causing it to hum continuously.

Assassin's sword was originally a weapon that she had warmed in her body day and night for three years, and it had already been commanded like an arm.

Now it's just a re-sacrifice, to completely wipe away the sense of alienation that belongs to Shura's divine power.

This process can be called the easiest artifact to identify its owner in the history of Douluo Continent, not one of them.

Because she herself is the master of the predecessor of this Shura sword, and she is the one with a very close connection.

Now that she has finished forging and upgrading with her own domain, she can recover to the previous level after a short period of adaptation.

Even the connection between the two will continue to deepen.

After finishing a set of sacrificial training formulas, Zhu Zhuqing stretched out her right hand forward, and the Shura sword fell into her hand with a sound of "Zhen".

While Zhu Zhuqing was holding the Asura Sword in his right hand, a red light penetrated through layers of barriers from above, and shot directly at Zhu Zhuqing's forehead, leaving behind a sword mark.

The long river of blood in the killing capital began to boil, and a massive amount of killing and bloody aura poured into this training room frantically.

The target was Zhu Zhuqing and the newly formed Shura Sword in her hand.

In the distance, the bedroom of the Slaughter King.

A red light was torn from the Slaughter King's body amidst his screams.

Looking carefully, it was the phantom of Shura's Demon Sword.

This phantom disintegrated into the most original Shura divine power in just a few seconds, rushing towards Zhu Zhuqing's direction.

Everyone in the killing city couldn't help but head towards the place where the killing air condensed.

The Slaughter King suddenly felt that he was no longer the number one authority in the Slaughter City, and even the Slaughter Domain on his body was showing signs of instability. (The King of Slaughter is indeed the Slaughter Domain, not the Killing God)
In his mind, a cold voice sounded.

"Asura's eighth trial, mastering the Asura Demon Sword, failed. Deprive the soul of the Asura Divine Sword, strip the identity of the inheritor of the Asura God, and keep the Killing Domain."

Between the murderous aura and the red light, the blood-red sword on Zhu Zhuqing's forehead glowed brightly, spreading down from her forehead like threads, and flowing through her whole body.

Wherever they passed, Zhu Zhuqing felt that her body transformed by the fairy grass and spirit bone was strengthened again, and the terrifying power of Shura that others saw was completely fused with her body.

The same cold and majestic voice sounded in Zhu Zhuqing's mind with a little more expectation.

"Sura's first test, the Asura Sword. Obtained and initially controlled the Asura Sword in any way, and passed the test. Facing the opportunity at your fingertips, but did not make too many killings, with the help of his partners, he successfully forged the prototype of the divine weapon by himself, with a good heart. The first At the end of the test, the Asura God's affinity has increased by 5.00%, and the current overall is 5.00%."

The sense of power spreading throughout his body made Zhu Zhuqing feel extremely wonderful, and even his six senses were enhanced a lot.

The red light on Zhu Zhuqing's body lasted for about 5 minutes.

When the killing city was finally quiet and the river of blood stopped boiling, the red light of the divine sword on her forehead also disappeared, re-existing in the form of a brand.

Zhu Zhuqing's entire body was once again strengthened by Shura's power.

The mental power and soul power consumed in the previous sacrifices also returned to their peak.

The light dimmed just now, and the four of them thought that the matter was over, but the red Excalibur imprint flashed red again.

"Zhuqing, are you okay?"

Zhu Zhuqing stretched out his hand to touch the flashing red light on his forehead, and said:
"The divine consciousness who claimed to be the God of Shura told me that I completed the first trial of Shura, and the affinity of God of Shura increased by 5.00%. After that, the second test of Shura, the road of Shura, was arranged. Deeply master the sword of Shura, the domain of Shura, Use the transformation of murderous aura freely, and cultivate to the realm of soul sage within five years."

Xia Ling, Qian Daoliu, and Bibi Dong exchanged glances with each other, and they all looked at each other in dismay.

This Asura God seems to have that kind of thing.
anxious?
Whether it is God of Destruction, Rakshasa, Sea God, or God of Angels, there has never been one who was required to advance to a certain level of cultivation within a few years in the second test.

It felt like urging Zhu Zhuqing to speed up the exam.

The content of this second test may not be too simple.

What's even more outrageous is that no god's test requires the inheritor to master the inheritance artifact in the first test.

Even Seagod gave Tang San the Seagod Trident in the seventh test.

The front is just a life-saving cover of the vast sea and the universe.

right.

Except for angel gods.

This guy left the Holy Angel Sword in the Wuhun Temple before he ascended, and every generation of Qianjia can pick it up and use it directly.

Shura God.
Are you in a rush to retire?

This guy is even more anxious than Poseidon.

The four of them don't know what plan that Shura God guy has in mind.

But Xia Ling knew exactly what was going on in the mind of the constipated Slaughter King who came to his door.

A lot of words were said inside and out, but in the final analysis, it was actually just one sentence.

Tang Chen, wake up!

The separation of the Shura Demon Sword, which was only one step away from the perfect body, not only took away a large part of Shura's divine power, but also the evil thought left by the Rakshasa God to prevent Tang Chen from completing the eighth test.

Back then, the blood-red nine-headed Bat King relied on this evil idea to have the opportunity to take over and suppress Tang Chen, whose mental power had reached the Divine Origin Realm.

Spiritual power in the Shenyuan realm and dual soul cores are the basic requirements for Douluo to break through the limits, and Tang Chen naturally has them too.

Without the help of Rakshasa God, it would be tantamount to wishful thinking if he wanted to win over Tang Chen with the blood-red nine-headed bat king's weak mental power.

Now without the suppression of Rakshasa's evil thoughts, Tang Chen's own mind has not been exhausted in the past few decades.

As a result, Tang Chen continued to launch counterattacks in the sea of ​​spirits, trying to regain his body.

Even if Tang Chen's mental power had been downgraded in the decades of tug-of-war, and fell back to the spiritual realm, it would not be something the weakling King of Slaughter could resist.

Soon his defense was smashed layer by layer.

In other words, this b can't hold on anymore, but he doesn't want to die
He had seen in Tang Chen's memory that Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen didn't get along well.

No, he came to Wuhundian for help when he was desperate.

Zhu Zhuqing was stepping up his cultivation in the training room jointly strengthened by Xia Ling and the two extremes, and Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu were also meditating to recover.

After hearing about the intention of the Slaughter King, Xia Ling received him very warmly and expressed deep sympathy for his tragic experience.

"Tang Chen woke up. This is indeed a very sad story. I deeply regret it."

Xia Ling said so.

The Slaughter King was dumbfounded when he heard that.

No?

Never mind, buddy!
Don't be sorry!

You save me!
He bowed [-] degrees very sincerely and asked: "His Royal Highness, please save me, I can work for Wuhun Palace in the future, the entire killing capital is the back garden of Wuhun Palace."

"Sounds great, and I do have the ability to save you, but I'm not interested in your proposal."

"Your Highness, why is this?"

Xia Ling pointed to the position behind him with his thumb.

"You don't know yet, do you? From now on, the Slaughter City will be under the control of my daughter-in-law. She is now the appointed successor of God Shura, and the Slaughter City was originally the territory of our Spirit Hall."

The Slaughter King's face changed instantly.

The cold sweat couldn't stop flowing out.

So it turned out that it was Tang Chen's original Shura domain that was torn out of his body?
That is to say.
"You are right. Now you are no longer the king of killing, big bat. When everyone only has the domain of killing gods, your killing domain is half a level higher than everyone else. Naturally, you are the first A person with authority. But your killing domain will be suppressed, restricted, and even obeyed in front of the Shura domain."

Just when the King of Slaughter was thinking of everything, Xia Ling changed the subject.

"However, it's not impossible to save you, but it depends on whether you like it or not."

The Slaughter King raised his head abruptly, his eyes shining with hope.

"Your Highness, please speak quickly! I can agree to any conditions! I just ask you to save me!"

"Join the Spirit Hall, accept my control, and obey my orders. While I will protect your life, you are still the uncrowned king of the Slaughter City."

"I join, I join."

Without thinking about it, he agreed directly.

"You promised so simply? You don't think about it anymore? There is no way to go back on this matter. Once I make a move, your life and death in the future will be all in my mind."

Xia Ling asked with a smile.

The Slaughter King smiled wryly.

"Your Highness, don't tease me. Once Tang Chen breaks through my spiritual limit, I will die immediately. If you do it, I can still live well. Don't you humans have such a saying? It is better to die than to live , Life and spiritual wisdom are not easy to come by. I finally broke free from the shackles of the road to hell, and I don’t want to die like this.”

"Okay, as long as you have this awareness yourself. I feel uncomfortable looking at your expression. I will help you solve Tang Chen's problem first."

Xia Ling waved at him, motioning him to sit cross-legged in front of her.

At this time, the Slaughter King could no longer take care of so much, and his mental strength was almost unbearable.

Xia Tian also faced him and sat cross-legged, placing his hands on the temples on both sides of the other's mind.

The third divine eye slowly opened, providing him with spiritual blessings.

In terms of mental strength, Xia Ling might not be as strong as Tang Chen.

But when it comes to the quality of mental power, Xia Ling will definitely kill him in seconds.

If Tang Chen's spiritual strength is a hundred catties of pork, then Xia Ling's spiritual consciousness is a fifty catties machete made of fine steel.

Which is better and which is worse at a glance.

Xia Ling's consciousness easily entered the devastated spiritual sea of ​​the Slaughter King.

In it, a blood-red miniature bat is struggling in front of a red villain holding a sledgehammer.

Judging from his appearance, this villain is the embodiment of Tang Chen's soul and spirit.

"Tang Chen?"

Xia Ling called him tentatively.

The little red man was immediately affected by these two words, and his movements were obviously a beat slower.

"Who is calling the old man?"

A ferocious mental wave appeared in his perception.

Tang Chen could only feel that someone was calling his name, but he couldn't see the invisible substance of Xia Ling's spiritual consciousness that penetrated into the sea of ​​spirit.

"Could it be that the Rakshasa God's evil thoughts haven't dissipated yet?"

Tang Chen muttered to himself, speeding up the pace of the attack again, and the blood-red bats of the hammer scrambled away.

Xia Ling didn't continue to respond.

The emblem of justice on his forehead was shining, and along the forehead of the King of Slaughter, he silently used shock and soul judgment on Tang Chen.

The two attacks instantly penetrated the sea of ​​spirits and accurately hit the menacing Tang Chen.

Immediately, the little red man let out a mental wave similar to a scream, and even the hammer in his hand seemed to fly away.

I'm sorry, Tang Chen.

The vast spiritual consciousness gushed out, immediately filling the entire spiritual sea of ​​the Slaughter King.

The transparent consciousness tightened instantly in the next second, forming a mental barrier like a cage, trapping Tang Chen's little red figure firmly within it.

Several formations formed by condensing spiritual power appeared, strengthening the entire cage again.

Trapped inside, Tang Chen frantically beat the solid cage with a small hammer.

But it didn't move at all, and its strength was far beyond his imagination.

Even if Tang Chen used the ninety-nine return to one in the Chaotic Cloak Wind Hammer Technique, it still couldn't shake it by half.

"Damn! Damn! Damn Rakshasa God! I, Tang Chen, will kill you!"

The violent mental fluctuations resounded through the sea of ​​spirits, and then they were directly suppressed by Xia Tian's spiritual thoughts, and no more sound came out.

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