Douluo: Wuhun Evil Sword Immortal, absorbs infinite resentment

Chapter 116: The identity of the King of Slaughter is exposed, and the grandparents and grandchildren hug each other and cry.
"Are you scared? I feel that you want to retreat in your heart."

"But, King of Slaughter, are you going to abandon your own people and run away?"

"No, to be precise, you are the Nine-Headed Bat King."

"Aren't you awake yet? Tang Chen!"

"Tang Hao, Tang San! Great-grandfather is here, why don't you come and kneel down to see me!"

Just when the fallen in the entire Killing City were trembling, Su Xie's voice rang through the air.

This voice sounded bewitching, like a demonic sound. After entering the ears of the killing city, his eyes quickly became blurred.

The Killing City held its head and neighed, as if fighting someone, while gritting its teeth:
"What about the Nine-Headed Bat King, what about Tang Chen? I am the King of Slaughter, the ruler of the City of Slaughter!"

At the same time, Su Xie's words also shocked everyone else present.

Bibi Dong, who quickly flew away a kilometer away, opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe what she just heard.

"Tang Chen? The king of killing is Tang Chen? How is this possible?"

Tang Chen, one of the three peerless Douluo who suddenly disappeared decades ago, is actually the killing king of the killing city?
When this news spreads, it will definitely shock all soul masters.

Tang San grasped the railing upstairs tightly, and the iron fence pole was almost crushed by him. He didn't know who Tang Chen was, but he had a vague feeling in his heart that it might have something to do with him.

The most excited person was Tang Hao. When he was weak and heard the words "great-grandfather Tang Chen", his whole body was shaking and he tried hard to stand up.

His vicissitudes of life revealed a fragile side for the first time.

His great-grandfather Tang Chen was the person who led the Haotian Sect to its peak, and he had always been his idol. However, he had not seen this great-grandfather a few times. Only in his young memory did a rather handsome face appear.

But that face was completely different from the temperament of the King of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter only looked vicissitudes of life, darkness, and murder. He was not really handsome, and was not like Tang Chen in Tang Hao's impression.

But after Su Xie said this, Tang Hao found some similarities between the King of Slaughter and his great-grandfather.

"Really...really great-grandfather?"

Tang Hao said tremblingly, he couldn't believe it.

Just when the two wills were confronting each other in the King of Slaughter's mind, Su Xie casually injected tens of thousands of evil points and condensed the Amorous Sword, which weakened the King of Slaughter's spirit.

Finally, Tang Chen's will began to recover, and the Nine-Headed Bat King's spirit began to decline.

But the two souls were still fighting, causing the body to fall into chaos, with violent energy emerging all over it.

"Who am I? Who am I? Who am I..." The expression of the King of Slaughter was extremely painful, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Did I win? Or lost? Everything has no meaning to me. Am I wrong? Am I right? It has been like a dream for decades. But I have committed such sins. Shura, what a Shura. I After all, I still failed to pass your test..."

After a while, the Slaughter King gradually calmed down, his blood and tears stopped flowing, and his eyes became condensed again.

At this time, Su Xie calmly told the truth that shocked everyone:

"Tang Chen, you accepted the test of the Shura God decades ago, and were eventually lost in the test and parasitized by the Blood Red Bat King. Do you ever regret it?"

Bibi Dong raised his eyebrows and was shocked: God Shura?parasitic?In this city of killing, there is not only the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, but also the inheritance of the Shura God?I don’t know which one is strong and which one is weak.

Tang Hao also looked blankly at Tang Chen, who was gradually regaining his senses, waiting for his response.Tang Chen took a deep breath and looked around. He only had a vague impression of what had just happened, but he could roughly understand what happened.

Tang Chen also asked himself, do you regret it?He searched all over the continent, just to find the successor to the divine throne, but he didn't expect to end up in this situation. Does he regret it?

"I don't regret it. If I had to do it again, I would probably choose this way again."

He will still set foot in the killing city!
Su Xie casually recalled what Tang Chen was thinking. He was competing with the Bat King for his body. He had consumed a lot of mental energy and his body had been traumatized. The strength he could exert now was not even that of a peak Douluo. He You can see the evil thoughts in the other person's heart.

"What an infatuated person. It's a pity. It's a pity that love in this world is not trustworthy. Infatuated people often don't end well."

Su Xie said lightly, and a picture appeared above Tang Chen's head. It was decades ago that he went to a mysterious place.

It was a vast ocean, a sea, a blue ocean and sky. He was trying hard to climb the stairs. The stairs seemed to be difficult to cross and there was a kind of heavy pressure.

Bibi Dong frowned. She seemed to have seen this place in the atlas of Wuhun Palace. It was Poseidon Island, a place that had caused Wuhun Palace to suffer.

The scene turned, and a soft and noble woman appeared holding a blue scepter. She made a promise to Tang Chen, and it was this promise that finally made Tang Chen come to the Killing City, looking for an opportunity to break the 99th level and become a god.

Tang Hao's defense was completely broken at this moment, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. However, due to serious internal injuries and seven damaged orifices, the tears were red.

"Xiaosan, did you see it? That is your grandfather, the eternal faith of our Haotian Sect, the founder of Tang Chen!"

"Haotian Sect disciple, Tang Hao, pays homage to Grandpa Tang Chen!"

Tang Hao roared loudly, his teeth and throat were filled with sticky blood.

He crawled hard and knocked his head on the gravel, giving Tang Chen a crisp sound.

Although Tang Hao tried very hard to speak, the sound did not travel very far because there was no soul power to amplify it. Fortunately, Tang San and Tang Chen had very keen hearing.

Tang San vaguely heard his father's scream, and knew that the killing king turned out to be the founder of the Haotian Sect and his grandfather!

Tang San opened the Purple Demon Eyes, his field of vision became wider, and he could see the figure of the King of Slaughter more clearly. He was touched for a moment, and knelt down to Tang Chen, calling out in a passionate voice:
"Tang San, meet Grandpa Zu!"

"Please grandpa, save father!"

Tang San's figure passed by in the killing city. He wanted to get closer and show his face, but he was worried that he would fail his father's instructions. His life was very important now.

"Xiao Hao, you are Xiao Hao, Hao'er, you have grown so big. Yes, decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and Xiao Hao should be the head of the family. Who is the mistress? Haotian Sect, okay ?"

Tang Chen fell next to Tang Hao and looked at him with old eyes.

Tang Hao was very weak: "Xiao San, his full name is Tang San, he is my child, your great-grandson... Haotian Sect... Haotian Sect needs you, everyone is waiting for your return, they all He was forced by Wuhun Palace to hide in the mountains."

Tang Hao choked up as he spoke.

Hearing this, Tang Chen couldn't help but hugged Tang Hao into his arms, and then healed his injuries, but found that the meridians in his body were too seriously damaged by Su Xie. Even if he saved one life, he would probably forever become a person unable to use soul power. A loser who uses martial arts well.

"I'm sorry for the future generations. I didn't expect so much to happen to the Haotian Sect after I left. I will remember the Wuhun Palace."

"What a Wuhundian. What a Sendaoliu. Your grandfather is such a fool. Is tolerance the answer?"

At this moment, Tang San couldn't bear it anymore. He climbed up from the ruins and knelt in front of Tang Hao and Tang Chen:
"Grandpa, you have to make the decision for Haotian Sect and for my father!"

(End of this chapter)