People in Douluo, Bibi Dong was buried alive at the beginning

Chapter 174 God Shura is in ecstasy!
Hell Killing Fields.

A commonplace battle is going on.

Holding the Angel Sword, Zhou Sidong felt as if he had entered a land of no one. Even if his soul power was blocked and his soul skills could not be used, with the Angel Sword in his hand, the nine fallen people in front of him would not be able to enter Zhou Sidong's body at all.

The fallen people who have been in the killing capital for a long time will be contaminated with a kind of aura over time, which has something to do with drinking bloody mary.

And Zhou Sidong's Angel Sword is the nemesis to restrain this kind of energy. Wherever the sword light passes, all evils retreat, and the light shines everywhere.

on the ring.

There were only three fallen people left, and the three looked at each other, fearful of the Angel Sword held in Zhou Sidong's hand.

Even the Hell Envoy, who was watching the battle in the dark, was staring at the angel sword in Zhou Sidong's hand in a daze.

"What kind of weapon is that? Could it be his martial spirit?"

The messenger of hell was puzzled.

Zhou Sidong, who was standing on the ring, suddenly put away the angel sword. The three people on the opposite side were slightly startled when they saw this, and then they were overjoyed.

In their view, Zhou Sidong without the sword is just a toothless tiger.

But even if a tiger loses its teeth, it is still a tiger, and cannot be shaken by ants.

Zhou Sidong didn't panic, took out three grenades from the hair ring of the soul guide, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Pull out the insurance, the moment the grenade is thrown.

A huge explosion resounded throughout the killing field of hell, and the three degenerates who had had a chance were affected by the explosion in an instant, and finally died on the spot!
It happened too fast, three of them were resolved in an instant, and it was still an unknown weapon.

A look of apprehension flashed across everyone present, looking at Zhou Sidong leaving the hell killing field, the hell messenger looked solemn at this moment, and left quietly.

……

"A newcomer? Is that... the Seraph Wuhun? From the Wuhun Temple?"

A majestic palace in the capital of killing.

On the central throne, a tall figure sat there, drinking a Bloody Mary in his hand.

From time to time, he narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The man's complexion was pale, with some red scales on his face, which glowed scarlet from time to time.

Suddenly, the space in front of his eyes trembled, but it was the messenger of hell who came here.

"The great King of Slaughter, do you know all about it?"

The messenger of hell bowed to the man in front of him and looked at the scene reflected in the burning red flame in front of him. Among them was Zhou Sidong.

"He is a member of the Wuhun Palace, a descendant of Qian Daoliu, one of the three great douluos in the world today, so he should have a close connection with him."

The Slaughter King speculated.

This body belonged to Tang Chen, the former patriarch of the Haotian School, and now the dove occupies the magpie's nest, so the old bat naturally knows some of these things.

"Then number [-], shall we..."

Before the Hell Envoy finished speaking, two scarlet gazes shot out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, passing straight through less than a millimeter from the Hell Envoy's throat.

"This little guy must be inextricably related to Qian Daoliu. If you are not afraid of the destruction of the Slaughter Capital, you can give it a try. But before that, some ignorant people attacked that little guy. "

The Slaughter King waved his hand, and the scene presented by the burning flames in front of him changed drastically again.

On one of the main roads of the Slaughter City, Zhou Sidong was surrounded by more than [-] degenerates. They were fierce and fierce. They were really afraid of this newcomer's performance today.

Fearing that Zhou Sidong will be killed one day, they plan to get rid of it today and hurry up!

Zhou Sidong looked indifferent, holding the angel sword in his right hand, and pulling out the safety grenade in his left hand. Seeing this scene, all the people around backed away, they knew the horror of this thing.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Zhou Sidong scolded with a smile, in the face of the crowd, Zhou Sidong did not retreat but advanced, holding a grenade in one hand, Zhou Sidong seemed to be possessed by the god of war, holding down the shrapnel on it, it would not explode at will.

Produced by Wuhundian, it must be a high-quality product!

"Go! Kill him!"

"Why don't you go up?"

"I support you in my heart, hurry up!"

"No, you go first, then I go!"

"on!"

"If you don't fuck, let me fuck! I'll fuck you $#!"

The man held an ax in his hand and beheaded the man.

Suddenly, the grenade flew in front of the man at some unknown time, and accompanied by the sound of the explosion mixed with flesh and blood, Zhou Sidong instantly entered the killing mode with the angel sword in his hand.

More than 50 people at the scene were all killed by Zhou Sidong in less than 5 minutes!

Zhou Sidong wiped the blood on the sword, and glanced at the fallen man lurking in the dark.

"If you don't establish your prestige today, you may have more troubles in the future."

Taking advantage of the trend, Zhou Sidong once again held his sword to kill the fallen man who was lurking in the dark.

For a moment, the entire killing city fell into panic.

Number [-] has become the nightmare of all fallen people since then, and it will never go away!
"This man is so vicious!"

Seeing Zhou Sidong carrying out a massacre, the Hell Messenger who was far away in the castle of the Slaughter King couldn't help taking a few breaths.

"If you don't kill people, people will kill you. What's more, in the capital of killing, it's not uncommon for such things to happen."

The Slaughter King didn't react much to what happened before him, because every Slaughter God was born like this, and it went on and on.

At the same time, God Shura, who was far away in the God Realm, witnessed all this with his own eyes.

"That's right, he really deserves to be the heir I fancy. He's quick to attack and decisive in killing. I like it!"

God Shura secretly delighted.

He was already fantasizing about how he would be happy and happy after inheriting the position of God.

……

Zhou Sidong bathed in blood all over his body, and after wiping the blood off the sword, he looked around.

The sight was full of corpses, piled up like a mountain, and blood flowed like a river.

There is no human habitation within one kilometer of Zhou Sidongfang, because those who want to kill him and those who will kill him in the future have all been wiped out, leaving no one behind.

"240 three people."

Zhou Sidong counted silently in his heart.

"Anyone else?"

Zhou Sidong roared into the sky, but there was no response, only echoes.

"I thought the capital of killing could give me a different feeling, but this is the result?"

Zhou Sidong snorted coldly, turned and left.

After Zhou Sidong walked away, many people came from far away one after another.

These people did not come for Zhou Sidong, but to snatch the raw materials of Bloody Mary in the first place.

This scene is like a ghost in hell, vividly presented in front of you.

Such days would continue, Zhou Sidong remained expressionless, as if he had changed into a different person, he continued to walk towards the killing field of hell with the sword of an angel in his hand.

……

Haotianzong ruins.

The sky was dark with wind and snow.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the once glorious No. [-] sect in the world is now in dilapidated condition, which is embarrassing.

After Haotianzong was destroyed, Tang Hao decided to train his son to avenge everyone in the sect.

Under the heavy snow, Tang Hao had a solemn face. He was dressed in a black robe, and most of his body was covered by white.

Looking forward like a torch, he saw Tang San with his upper body naked, holding a Clear Sky Hammer and constantly swinging it, causing the ground to tremble and frost to splash!

During this year and a half, Tang Hao has been training Tang San.

Not only did he teach many unique skills of Haotian School, such as Haotian Jiujue and Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique.

Most importantly, Tang Hao also taught Tang San the Great Sumeru Hammer, so that he could avenge his sect and himself!

"That's it for today."

Tang Hao said.

Hearing this, Tang San still waved the huge hammer in his hand and continued to exercise.

"Not enough! Not enough! Far from enough!"

Tang San's face was ferocious, and the speed of swinging the Clear Sky Hammer became faster and faster!

Throw it at the boulder in front of you!

The rock was torn apart, almost to powder.

Just when Tang San was about to strike again, Tang Hao suddenly stopped him, holding down the Haotian Hammer with one hand, preventing Tang San's next move.

"Little San, it's alright."

Tang Hao said flatly.

Tang San's eyes were red, crying heartbreakingly: "Not enough, not enough! Zhou Sidong was the soul emperor at a young age, and I became the soul king by absorbing the soul ring of the Haotian Hammer in advance! And he still has 10 Ten-thousand-year spirit ring, 10-year spirit bone, I don't accept it! I don't accept it! He and I both have twin martial spirits, how is Tang San worse than him?"

Tang San really wanted to say that he has many hidden weapons and skills of the Tang Sect, but in the end he is not as good as a native!
It made him lose all face, and even Xiao Wu, the person closest to him, couldn't protect him.

Tang San no longer wanted to bear that feeling of powerlessness.

During the year and a half after the competition, Tang San had been having nightmares.

Dreamed that Xiao Wu asked him to avenge herself!
Nightmares haunt her, and she bears a blood feud.

Tang San sighed deeply, took back the Clear Sky Hammer, looked back at the once glorious Clear Sky School, now reduced to ruins, no one cares about it.

Except for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, almost no one knew that the Haotian School had been destroyed.

In order to avoid unnecessary complications and to prevent the continent from being shaken, the news of the Haotian School's destruction has long been blocked.

"Dad, what's the next training?"

Tang San looked at Tang Hao and asked.

"Murder City."

After Tang Hao finished speaking, Tang San frowned: "The Capital of Slaughter? Where is that?"

"The place where you are exercised, the place where you are reborn, is also the place where you vent, where you will gain great strength!"

Tang Hao's words made Tang San no longer calm down, very excited.

strength!

Tang San clenched his fists, he urgently needs strength now!

"Dad, let's go now!"

Tang San said.

"Don't worry, you still have one thing to do before heading to the killing capital."

After Tang Hao finished speaking, Tang San asked: "What mission?"

Tang Hao replied: "Go learn rhythm and etiquette with your aunt."

"what?"

Tang San was surprised: "Why should I learn useless things!"

"You are restless now, and you don't look like a soul master at all! You study in Yuexuan for half a year to get rid of your inner irritability, and then go to the capital of killing. After returning from the capital of killing, you will study for another half a year. I believe that by then you will definitely change your appearance , reborn!" Tang Hao said, staring at Tang San with burning eyes.

(End of this chapter)