The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 408: King of Capital Punishment

"who are you?"

The first person to ask the question was not Tang San, but Tai Long who was standing opposite Tang San.

He moved his feet carefully, with his two thick arms in front of him to protect himself. Tyrone, who was inflated, rarely showed a vigilant look, fearing that the blue-haired guy in front of him would suddenly flash and hit him.

There was no spirit ring, which meant the blue-haired guy did not release his martial spirit.

It also means that the rotating soul power ball in his hand is not a soul skill.

No matter whether it is the high-level soul power application skills that are practiced by soul masters who have made no progress above the Soul Sage level, or the top-level self-created soul skills that ordinary soul masters can also master, or the extremely rare soul bone skills, they are all big and tricky troubles.

After advancing to Soul Sect, his strength was enough to split mountains and rocks, but now the dull pain in his right fist was reminding him all the time that he must not take it lightly.

Tang San had no intention of answering. His hair color and face had changed. He did not recognize that this man was the Tai Long who had appeared in the Holy Timeline.

Ignoring the nameless Fallen who was on guard, he looked around.

Several houses around were razed to the ground, and the ground was full of large holes made by heavy punches, plus random trident-shaped footprints and blood-stained feathers.
It was obvious that Dawn relied on speed and skills to delay time with the Fallen, until he escaped from Dialga's divine domain and rushed here.

As for the missing stone tablet...

Seeing that Tang San didn't answer, Tai Long didn't look angry.

For some reason, he always felt that he shouldn't and couldn't be angry with Tang San. It was like some kind of innate instinct that went deep into his bones. Being on guard was the limit, and showing murderous intent was absolutely unacceptable.

"I have no intention of becoming your enemy, unknown soul master. My only target is the Holy Soul Village."

Tai Long, who did not want to fight with powerful spirit masters other than Gu You, rarely took the initiative to express his willingness to avoid fighting: "I have never heard of a person like you in the Holy Spirit Village. As long as you take the chicken and leave immediately, I can ignore its offense to me."

Tang San did not respond, but raised his index finger and pointed at the empty space at the entrance of the village.

"Where did the stone tablet go?"

"Stone tablet? Where did the stone tablet come from?" Tai Long tilted his head while keeping a vigilant attitude, and suddenly seemed to remember something and asked in surprise: "Are you talking about the stone tablet with the words "Holy Soul" written on it?"

"Yes."

Tang San nodded slightly: "Where did it go?"

"I broke it."

Tai Long shrugged his shoulders and said, "But if a small village with a Soul Saint dares to call itself 'Holy Soul', if a Titled Douluo comes out in the future, I'm afraid it will be renamed Douluo Village."

Raising his index finger and shaking it in contempt, he said smugly, "No, no, no, that won't do. Honorable soul masters cannot be looked down upon by ordinary people. As a fellow soul master, I think it is necessary to make them face reality."

At this point, Tyrone suddenly had a good idea.

"So, do you want to stay and help me destroy this place?" Tai Long stretched out his hand to Tang San: "I can grant you the power to break through the limit of your talent."

"Is this man mentally ill?"

Tang San found it difficult to understand the Fallen One’s peculiar train of thought.

You destroyed my village, damaged my village monument, and hurt my chickens, and you even invited me to join you?
How can a Fallen of just the fourth ring have such a boldness?
Tyrone's train of thought is very simple. He just wants to find a new brother to take care of his daily life.

After leaving Tiandou City, Tyrone became a lonely Fallen One, and he changed from asking for help to do everything himself.

Hunting, boiling water, cooking, washing clothes and other tasks that his lackeys used to take the initiative to do, now have to be done by him alone.

He just couldn't do it anymore.

But his identity as a fallen man meant that he could not find an ordinary soul master to be his new lackey.

If you find someone who is not a soul master, you don't have to worry about betrayal. The problem is that some soul masters have strange mental obsessions and would rather be alone than communicate with ordinary people.

It's as if ordinary people can cause soul masters to have an allergic reaction.

Right, Tang Hao.

Therefore, Tang San, who appeared here "accidentally", became Tailong's best target.

The soul masters who appear in the Holy Soul Village, whether they happen to pass by or live here for a long time, must have poor cultivation talent.

Now the soul master academies of all levels have not yet closed for holidays. Even if he is a villager of the Holy Soul Village, he is young and not in the academy, so at most he is only at the soul master level (below level 20).

Tai Long patted his chest and swore that for a soul master who respected strength, homesickness and nostalgia were all empty talk. As long as it could be exchanged for strength, slaughtering a village was only the slightest price to pay.

After all, as long as you have the strength, there is no place in the world that you cannot go.

Restraining the extremely tempting impulse of "giving that person a slap", Tang San did not easily reveal his position and attitude.

Compared to killing someone directly to vent his anger, it is undoubtedly a more cost-effective operation to follow Gu You's habit of extracting as much information as possible from him.

"I've never heard of someone like you in the Holy Soul Village"?
As an ordinary villager of Holy Spirit Village, Tang San was extremely curious about the source of this sentence.

The original Tang San's soul was possessed at this moment, and his actor-level acting skills were on display. There was a bit of curiosity and desire in his eyes. Tang San seemed to be really attracted by what Tai Long said, and asked in a trembling voice: "Really?"

Even if it was Gu You, if he didn't know about Tang San's extremely terrifying talent and potential in advance, I'm afraid any human would be deceived by this scene alone.

"of course."

Tai Long, who was in urgent need of a new lackey, was no exception. Feeling that Tang San seemed to have taken the bait, he began to talk eloquently.

"Look at this." Taking out the Book of the Fallen that the mysterious man gave him, Tyrone gently stroked the book cover made of human skin and said in an admiring tone: "Look, this is the beautiful Book of Awakening."

"Everything in the world is a lie. The so-called innate soul power that limits the future achievements of soul masters is a lie among lies. The true talent and upper limit never depend on the soul master himself. As long as there are enough opportunities and channels, the shackles of talent can be broken."

"I am Tailong from the Power Clan. A month ago, I was just a common Level 37 Soul Master. Now, I am already a powerful Level 41 Soul Sect Master."

Tai Long's pride was groundless, and Tang San saw the familiar wailing face on the book cover and tried hard to control his expression of disgust.

A fallen person, and one who is actually related to the Holy Spirit Church.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Tang San would occasionally think back to the few fallen Holy Spirit Church members he had met before, and he would look like he had fallen down with a mouth full of excrement.

Sometimes, it is normal to trample on other people's ideals or certain rules in order to achieve the ultimate goal.

Tang San himself is like this. In order to realize his dream of seeing the pinnacle of hidden weapons, he does not hesitate to trample on the rules of the Tang Sect.

If the road to achieving one's ideal requires trampling on innocent lives, then Tang San would not agree with it.

In his previous life, he, Tang San, made three wrathful lotuses, but he did not use any of them against the elders of the Tang Sect. It was he, Tang San, who did the wrong thing, and the elders of the Tang Sect were just following the rules of the Tang Sect.

If one of the two sides really had to die, it should indeed be him, Tang San.

This was the case with the original Tang San, let alone Tang San who is not influenced by Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang but is deeply influenced by Gu You.

It's so disgusting. It's so disgusting that people would wantonly trample on other people's lives in order to realize their own wishes.

Tang San felt a little nauseous in his heart, and the next moment, the familiar clan names and names of people made him slightly stunned.

"The Power Clan? Are you from the Power Clan?" Tang San asked in surprise: "Shouldn't the spirit of the Power Clan be the mighty gorilla? Why are you the bloodthirsty demon ape?"

I never expected that in this remote little place like Holy Soul Village, there would be people who had heard of the reputation of the Power Clan.

Tyrone couldn't help but straighten his chest and put on an attitude of pride.

But thinking about the situation faced by the Power Clan, Taillon was instantly deflated.

Forcing himself to cheer up, Tai Long said, "You are right, my martial spirit is indeed the powerful gorilla."

"But that is in the past. Ever since I gained the power of the Book of Awakening, I have evolved my martial soul from a powerful gorilla into a more powerful bloodthirsty demon ape by bathing in blood and flesh."

"Damn Gu You, it's all because of him, it's all because of him that my powerful gorilla has become like this!"

Noticing Tang San's gradually widening eyes, Tai Long suppressed his anger and continued, "No matter what your martial spirit is, the Book of Awakening will always have a suitable awakening method for you. If you and I use the same awakening method, I can give this village to you."

"The blood sacrifice completed by the entire village will surely awaken a martial spirit more beautiful than the bloodthirsty ape demon."

At this point, Tyrone still felt a little disappointed.

Because it was his first time as a Fallen, he had no experience in massacring a village. He didn't kill them fast enough, and a small number of villagers managed to escape into the deep mountains and forests and disappeared.

Although the remaining sacrifices successfully allowed the powerful gorilla to evolve into a bloodthirsty ape demon, during the transformation process, the flesh and blood it absorbed was not strong enough, so it forcibly drew nutrients from the host of the martial spirit.

The final result is severe disfigurement that cannot be restored.

Of course, now that I have a senior like myself, the new younger brother doesn't have to worry about disfigurement. With a new younger brother, I also have someone to help with odd jobs.

As for the possibility of being killed by his younger brothers after they grow up, Tyrone never even thought about it.

Even a great soul master is not a small soul master. So what if he awakens? Can he kill him, the great soul master?
Just when Tailong was feeling happy, Tang San suddenly interrupted his sweet dream.

"Just in case, I would like to ask a question first..."

"You're talking about blood and flesh and blood sacrifice. Could it be that you're using the civilians in the village as materials?"

"Of course it's civilians." As expected and somewhat surprised, Tai Long asked, "What else could it be?"

".I see."

Tang San raised his right hand towards Tai Long, with his palm facing the sky and five fingers open. In the dazzling soul light in his hand, a small bunch of Blue Silver Emperor grew vigorously towards the sky.

Tang San's final verdict: "You really deserve to die."

Two yellow, one purple, and one black, four extraordinary spirit rings appeared one by one, surrounding the Blue Silver Emperor and moving up and down in an orderly rhythm, allowing Tailong to skip the anger stage and his brain entered a freeze mode.

"You, me, you"

Soul Sect and the black ten thousand year soul ring, are these two things really related?

Without waiting for Tai Long to sort out his thoughts, Tang San calmly introduced himself: "Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Emperor, 41st level comprehensive amplification type auxiliary spirit master, also serves as a full-field command type control spirit master."

"Then don't move."

"The King of Capital Punishment."

Under his feet, a circle of blue light expanded instantly. Before Tyrone could react, without any warning, seventy-two crystal-clear blue silver emperors rose into the sky beside him and pierced straight into his body.

As the saying goes, three cuts create six holes. Now, the seventy-two Blue Silver Emperors have left seventy-two holes on Tyrone's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!"

His entire body was covered in blood, and Tyrone couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. Unprecedented pain was violently sweeping through his brain from all parts of his body.

If he were given a choice, he would really like to faint from the pain.

"You guy!"

The red light in his eyes was surprisingly bright, and Tai Long roared at Tang San with a ferocious look. He desperately urged the soul power in his body to flow into the soul ring, vowing to use the fourth soul skill he had just acquired to tear this guy called Tang San into pieces.

"Well?"

"Very strange, isn't it?" Tang San said coldly, "You are wondering why you can't use all the spirit power when you still have a lot of it in your body."

"The Blue Silver Emperor that runs through your body has now severed all the main meridians in your body. If your soul power cannot flow, you can't use soul skills out of thin air."

"Move, move for me."

Unable to use his soul power, Tai Long tried to tear the Blue Silver Emperor apart with his physical strength. The Bloodthirsty Ape Demon's strength attribute surpassed that of the Mighty Ape, and even without using soul skills, it was easy for him to tear apart a few blades of grass.

"Don't try. You can't succeed."

Tang San continued: "Do you think I won't target spirit masters with excellent physical strength? I have cut every ligament of yours. Unless you train your muscles to be able to exert strength, no matter how strong your strength is, you will not be able to exert it."

"No, I don't believe it, move quickly, ahhhhh!"

"Be quiet, don't struggle." Tang San advised: "The King of Extreme Punishment is a move that Xiaoyou developed specifically for me, specifically to target spirit masters of his type."

"Although I didn't choose the Black Jade Divine Bamboo, which made the King of Death Penalty useless to him. But you are just an inferior product that is not even one-tenth of his quality. Don't even think about escaping from this move."

"Mmmmmoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Quiet!"

The passionate counterattack was ultimately an unattainable fantasy. A Blue Silver Emperor rose from the ground and instantly pierced Tyrone's jaw.

Feeling a slight pain on the roof of his mouth, Tailong's expression froze instantly and he dared not make a sound anymore.

The world finally fell silent. Tang San walked up to Tai Long and said calmly, "Actually, the Holy Spirit Village, the stone tablet, and the dawn are all insignificant to me."

"The only person I really care about is Grandpa Jack. I don't care about anything else at all."

Pinching Tai Long's face with his palm, Tang San said grimly: "But Xiao You cares. He likes to stand on the haystack and look at the sky like crazy. He wants to change the stone tablet of Holy Spirit Village to his own name. Liming is the rooster he named himself."

"If these things are gone, Xiaoyou will be unhappy. And if Xiaoyou is unhappy, I will also be unhappy."

Dense clusters of Blue Silver Emperors grew under Tyrone's feet, spreading towards him like the roots of a big tree.

"From your tone, someone must have instructed you to take revenge on Xiao You by destroying the Holy Soul Village."

"am I right."

Before the Blue Silver Emperor completely covered Tai Long's eyes, Tang San gave him an evil smile.

"Although I'm not good at torture, fortunately I have plenty of time to practice."

"I'm looking forward to seeing how long you can endure the pain that has been magnified a hundred times while staying awake."

"let us wait and see."

(End of this chapter)