Douluo villain simulator starts by persecuting Qian Renxue.

Chapter 386 Instant Kill
In the past three months, except for going to the Qibao Glazed Sect to "exchange" skills and experience, Su Cheng had not participated in any actions related to the Spirit Empire. Instead, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his own cultivation.

During this period, he digested most of the gains and accumulation, and his combat power level has been close to that of the God King, and he has since entered a gentle period of improvement in cultivation.

In fact, for Su Cheng today, there is no bottleneck in the short term. He only needs to practice normally to continuously improve. The only problem is that the speed is slow, unless he can build the "reactor" of earth, water, wind and fire again.

As for the division of the so-called third-level gods, second-level gods, first-level gods, god kings, etc., these are the routes of the inheritance system of the gods in the divine world.

In this system, if you want to break through the barriers between various levels, in addition to the potential of the god itself, that is, the essence of belief in obtaining the direction of divine power such as the power of the ocean or murderous evil thoughts, you must also rely on more The carrying capacity of the divine space can be realized.

If the God Realm now consumes a huge amount of reserve telekinesis to undergo a major expansion to accommodate more lower realms, perhaps those gods such as the God of War and the God of Cookery who were originally only at the level of second-level gods can also rise to become There is a first-level god level existence.

Su Cheng's promotion does not rely on the power of faith, nor does he need to rely on the God Realm. He takes the route of developing his own potential, so naturally it does not completely correspond to the level of the God Realm.

In the past, when the levels were low, the several breakthroughs in the bottleneck were relatively similar in terms of energy level division. Now that they have completely entered a new realm, they are gradually drifting away from each other.

Su Cheng, whose practice had come to an end for the time being, got up and left the room, arriving at the Pope's exclusive office hall.

In the recent war, Bibi Dong did not go to the front line in person, but handed over the front line command of the two empires to Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing. These two powerful figures who were extremely familiar with the two empires led a group of titled Douluo from the Elder Hall and the young soul masters from the Wuhun Hall Academy to take charge of the two battlefields in the northern and southern continents respectively.

Perhaps their strength is meager, and even if they gather thousands of people, they can still be slaughtered by one or two teams of soul masters.

She gathered her energy and looked at Su Cheng and asked, "Have you decided how to deal with the matter in the God Realm?"

What he is about to carry is the future destiny of countless similar people, and he must lead the development of this empire with their expectations for the future...

"I believe you can do well."

"Go to the Slaughter City and borrow that Shura Demonic Sword."

"No, I feel very happy." Bibi Dong whispered, "It is also an honor for me to give them a better future."

The strength of the surrendered soul master families, the timing of their surrender, and the series of promises made by Wuhun Palace in the past, all factors need to be taken into account.

"Yes, really..." Bibi Dong's eyes were a little evasive, feeling a little embarrassed by Su Cheng's attitude.

When you really get to this point, when you are determined to shoulder all this, the responsibility is more than just talk.

"Do you feel pressure?"

Her origin, her growth, her experience, her transformation...to this day, Bibi Dong's situation is completely different from the past.

There are too many things to weigh and consider in terms of benefit distribution.

In the final analysis, the Pope of Wuhun Palace is just the leader of the soul master force. The number of soul masters is already rare, and they also possess powerful power that far exceeds that of ordinary people. In fact, there is no need to rely on her.

He looked calm and showed no sign of distress.

"The fate of the people in the world..." Bibi Dong's fingers paused while reviewing the marked documents, but he quickly continued writing and said seriously: "I am willing to take on this."

Su Cheng walked to her side and scanned the large number of files on the desk, "It seems like you were prepared?"

But the hundreds of millions of ordinary people in the world, civilian soul masters with ordinary talents are completely different. For these people, life is actually not that easy.

Many people may not even have the courage to speak out.

Many people don't like this kind of restraint, but Bibi Dong is happy with it.

Fortunately, her own soul cultivation is extremely strong, and her background in this aspect is even deeper than Qian Renxue's. Moreover, she has been the pope for decades, so she has some experience.

Perhaps this matter really exceeded the limit of her ability, and she thought too simply at first.

When she said these words, she suddenly felt like a big mountain was pressing on her chest, and even her breathing seemed to become a little heavier.

A greater position of power? Wider territory? More complex division of responsibilities? Or are there more and busier government decisions?
But at this moment, she suddenly realized that the most important thing was the ordinary people who made the tiniest and tiniest voices but were the largest in number. These people are the cornerstone of the empire and the cornerstone of humanity on this continent.

"Well, I'm just going to make some preparations."

In the past, although Bibi Dong understood that the Emperor of the Empire and the Pope of Wuhun Palace were completely different, she was not very clear about what it really meant to be the leader of the Empire.

Many times, heavy responsibilities and other people's prayers not only bring pressure to people, but also bring profound sustenance and expectations.

Looking at the pile of documents, Su Cheng felt a headache secretly, but Bibi Dong seemed to be enjoying it.

Even if those soul masters leave the Wuhun Palace, they can still prosper elsewhere.

But they are all human beings, essentially the same human beings as themselves.

Su Cheng looked at her, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said seriously: "You really impress me."

"Of course, I have been waiting for more than twenty years." Bibi Dong chuckled softly.

She was not shy about showing her ambition in front of Su Cheng.

As a soul master force in the past, Wuhun Palace had few political and national talents at all, and those officials from the nobility of the two empires had various interests behind them and it was difficult to delegate too much power. Currently, they can only be controlled by Bibi Dongduo. Take some responsibility.

"What are you going to do?" Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, very interested in his next move.

The Spirit Empire's advancement too fast is not without its disadvantages - some indigestion.

"Since you have confidence, I'm relieved." Su Cheng nodded, and gave up the idea of ​​using the Locus Demonic Eye to help her make some plans, "If you don't have this intention, you might as well not establish this Spirit Empire. . When you ascend to this position, you must take responsibility. The world is not a toy. Maybe one of your decisions in the future can determine the fate and life or death of countless people."

After a while, Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen, and put aside those chaotic thoughts.

There is nothing we can do about it.

During this period, there were so many problems accumulated and conflicts that broke out in the territory that even the number of soul masters in Wuhun Palace were overwhelmed.

I began to worry about gains and losses again.

She herself stayed in Wuhun City, dealing with the mountains of complicated government affairs.

"Asura Demon Sword? That's not the Asura God's..."

"The artifact of God Shura, which is also the inheritance of Shura God's throne, is now in the hands of the King of Slaughter."

"What do you want that thing for?"

"Use this thing as a medium to... Huh?" Before he finished speaking, Su Cheng's expression suddenly changed.

"Huh? That's..." Bibi Dong seemed to be aware of it, and a strange look suddenly appeared on her face.

Su Cheng looked at her and said with a smile: "Interesting, he is actually your old boss, the Rakshasa God."

In Tiandou City, deep inside Shrek Academy's residence, the Golden Triangle including Tang Hao, Tang Yuehua and Yu Xiaogang were gathering together, nervously staring at the deep-colored light gate in front of them, waiting silently.

At this time, as the purple-black light disappeared, Tang San's figure reappeared in front of the five people.

Before they could express their joy and celebration, they saw Tang San, who was wearing a ferocious purple-black armor, with evil light blazing in his eyes. He suddenly looked up, causing the expressions of several people to freeze at the same time.

The next moment, evil thoughts surged from the front, and combined with the terrifying pressure of the god-level powerhouse, their thinking almost became confused and stagnant. Among them, Yu Xiaogang and Tang Yuehua, who had the lowest cultivation level, showed the most obvious performance. .

Especially Tang Yuehua.

She had taught Tang San in Yuexuan for a year, and she was very aware of the negative emotions accumulated in her nephew's heart, and panic and fear could not be suppressed in her heart.

If Su Cheng had been around at this time, he would definitely have noticed that Tang San's eyes now were almost exactly the same as Bibi Dong's eyes he saw in the Pope's Palace in Wuhun City in the simulation last time.

This is the horror of Rakshasa's divine power.

For the weak, especially those with weak hearts, Rakshasa's evil thoughts are outstanding in their ability to mobilize emotions.

This energy has a strong ability to corrode and pollute, and can deeply stimulate the instinctive desires of living beings, including violent killing intent, greedy desires, primitive impulses, and revengeful rage...

This is also the reason why Rakshasa's divine power will be exploded by Shura's divine power when he becomes a god based on the negative emotions of living beings. The purity of the two is completely different between heaven and earth.

Even the faint aura of evil thoughts in the Killing City can make people fall quickly, not to mention that Tang San has now become a god.

Whether it's to himself or to others around him, it's dozens of times more serious.

Tang San was even worse than Bibi Dong at that time.

After all, Bibi Dong's martial spirit was different, and the Soul-Eating Spider Emperor was equally evil, which led to her resistance in this regard.

On the other hand, Tang San did not have the foundation of an evil martial spirit, nor did Xiao Wu act as a scabbard to block the backlash, so it was naturally more difficult to resist.

The only advantage is probably his obsession with Xiao Wu deep in his heart and his self-awareness that is beyond ordinary people. In the center of the God Realm, in the huge palace with blurred light and shadow, the five supreme gods quietly watched the live broadcast of Tang San before and after he became a god.

The God of Destruction glanced at God Shura with a slightly strange expression, "This is the successor you selected before? What do you think he can detect?"

"..."

God Shura did not speak, his face looked a little ugly.

A month later, the soul master legion from Wuhun Palace arrived outside Tiandou City.

However, the strange thing is that despite the fact that there is no danger to defend and the Qibao Glazed Sect's mountain gate is constraining them in the suburbs, the Tiandou royal family is as stable as Mount Tai and has no intention of surrendering.

On the contrary, the more powerful Xingluo Empire had already been included in the territory of the Spirit Empire half a month ago.

As Zhu Zhuqing said, the high-ranking dignitaries of the Star Luo Empire have many thoughts and are very disunited.

It is absolutely impossible for them to bet their entire family's wealth and life to obtain a result that is almost impossible to succeed. It is a completely uncost-effective choice.

The structure of the Star Luo Empire is completely different from that of the Tiandou Empire.

The senior management there have long been accustomed to fighting with each other. Ups and downs are normal, and everything is based on strength.

Even if they are as powerful as the White Tiger Dai family, they have not always been able to secure their position in the royal family.

As for the Tiandou Empire, in addition to their stable royal status, most of their confidence comes from the newly canonized imperial prince.

This is an extraordinary world after all.

The role of the strong is far beyond that of an ordinary army.

Those top experts at the Titled Douluo level are even comparable to a natural city.

And above the Titled Douluo, there are god-level beings, and one person can rival an entire country!
Today, there is a god sitting in Tiandou City - "Rakshasa King" Tang San.

To be honest, Su Cheng was almost amused when he heard this name.

This might as well be called King Lan Hao.

I don't know what the previous Rakshasa God with a surly and perverted temperament would think when he learned that his successor was called the "King of Rakshasa".

Standing alone and proudly at the top of Tiandou City, Tang San, covered in ferocious purple-black armor, stared intently at the tall woman with fluttering blond hair at the front of the opposite military formation. Evil light flashed in her eyes, and her malicious aura suddenly surged. several times.

How could he forget this woman!

If we were to rank the enemies in Tang San's heart, Su Cheng would definitely be one of his greatest enemies, the inner demon that he hated extremely.

But when it comes to hatred, Su Cheng is actually ranked third at most.

Above him, ranked second is the "traitor" Zhu Zhuqing who deceived his feelings.

As for the first guy, there is no doubt that it is Qian Renxue.

Over the years, the image of Xiao Wu's death was like a lingering nightmare, lingering in his mind day and night, torturing him all the time, and almost becoming the deepest obsession in his heart.

In fact, the shadow is no longer Xiao Wu herself, but has turned into a symbol, a brand, deeply ingrained into the bones.

The hard work of cultivation, the hardships of experience, and even the pain of evil erosion are not worth the depth of this brand.

Today, he can complete his revenge.

Tang San raised his arm, used the huge magic sickle in his hand to reach Qian Renxue, and shouted loudly: "Qian Renxue, do you dare to come out and fight me!"

The reason why he said this was because he could feel that the other party was not weak, and it posed a vague threat to him.

If the opponent did not respect martial ethics and directly gathered many titled Douluo, and then called Bibi Dong and others to attack, I was afraid that I, who had just been promoted to the god level, might not be able to win, so I thought of the method of verbal coercion.

Thinking about it, with the pride of a strong man, the other party had absolutely no reason to refuse his invitation to fight.

In the rear military formation, Su Cheng, who had successfully retrieved the Shura Demon Sword, silently stared at the high-spirited Tang San on top of the city, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

Although he didn't originally regard Tang San as his opponent, he still felt disappointed, or in other words, a sense of disparity.

In his opinion, whether Tang San was a chess piece of the God King, a soul master with excellent martial soul qualifications, or even a disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life, since he could steal from the inner sect as an outer sect disciple, Xuantian Baolu can also reproduce the brilliance of top hidden weapons, and can finally make some other achievements that are truly his own.

However, the expected scenario did not happen.

He even fell into the evil ways of pursuing power only.

Su Cheng could tell that Tang San's aura was extremely false and impetuous, and he was simply strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Even though he has become a god, his true combat power may not even be as good as that of Tang Chen at his peak.

With this thought in her mind, Qian Renxue had already taken action.

She didn't have the character to manipulate others. Since Tang San said so, she would simply grant him his wish.

Anyway, so many people in the Haotian Sect have died, so one or two more people will not matter.

Moreover, Qian Renxue was already feeling a little unhappy at this moment.

She was responsible for the war in the Tiandou Empire, and the advancement speed was actually not too slow. However, Zhu Zhuqing was too fast, and as a result, she fell behind by half a month.

He didn't even pay attention to Tang San's statement about leaving here to fight alone.

Her eyes instantly ignited with blazing white flames.

The huge wings on his back spread out, as if they were made of pure beams of light, shining brightly.

"..."

The moment he met those blazing white eyes, Tang San's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and all the messy thoughts disappeared.

All that's left is the fear of being enveloped by the shadow of death.

In those eyes, there was clearly burning heat that could evaporate the divine body, but it made his whole body shiver, and he even couldn't help but tremble slightly.

There had never been a moment when he felt that he was so close to death that even speaking became a luxury.

This is the absolute suppression of attributes!

It is far more exaggerated than the suppression of the divine power of Shura against the divine power of Rakshasa.

Under the scorching sun, the world is like a shadow.

No darkness or filth can escape the wash of this light.

What's more, there is an absolute power gap between them between the second-level gods and the first-level third-level gods.

"laugh--"

There were no extra movements, and you couldn't even see the blazing white light waving or drawing a sword.

Only brilliant beams of light flashed.

The next moment, the towering city head disappeared into thin air.

Amidst the blazing white flames, there was only a humanoid shadow twisting and resisting in the firelight, seeming to be wailing silently and struggling in vain.

However, what level of power is the true blazing fire?

Even Su Cheng suffered a huge loss from this energy and almost died.

What's more, the power that Qian Renxue now controls is more harmonious, and the attacks she unleashes are more pure and concentrated. It's impossible for Tang San to break away, and he can't even make a sound.

The purple-black smoke was instantly evaporated by the flames.

The figure in the center of the light ball, after a few breaths of powerless resistance, gradually became narrower, shrank, and then turned into a shadow...

As the flame disappeared, everything disappeared, leaving no trace.

(End of this chapter)