Douluo: General Wuhun Thunderbolt is so good at cooking.

In a certain room in the Killing City.

Tang San looked shocked. After stabilizing his injuries, he looked at the woman lying on the wooden board with extremely murderous eyes.

Did something go wrong?
Isn't it a little outrageous that a place like that is poisoned?
Tang San never dreamed that he just wanted to solve a psychological problem, but ended up getting into something like this. Who could he ask to reason with?
In fact, this is not Tang San's fault. If he were a normal person, he would not have thought that this woman would be so ruthless and would actually poison a place like his.

"Humph!"

The woman sneered and supported her body with her hands. Cold words came from her mouth: "The great King of Slaughter has already calculated everything. Otherwise, how can you think that I can do it just by relying on the orders of the King of Slaughter?" In this world of hell and killing without any rules, what makes all the fallen feel afraid and afraid?"

In this world, the most indispensable thing is people who are desperate for their lives, because every once in a while, when someone can't hold on, they will choose to attack women like them.

It's all about death anyway, so it's better to have some fun before you die.

Because some messengers had suffered from this situation, the King of Slaughter ordered that all female messengers be coated with poison in a mysterious place and drink Bloody Mary every once in a while. The blood and energy contained in Bloody Mary seals the toxins and prevents them from leaking out.

Sure enough, for every outrageous rule, there is an outrageous reason.

"I am going to kill you!"

Faced with this situation, Tang San couldn't bear it anymore. With his eyes red, he released the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand and directly smashed the woman in front of him into a puddle of flesh.

"Senior, save me!"

After finishing dealing with the woman in black gauze, the poison also took effect. Tang San half-knelt on the ground, covering his lower body with both hands in great pain.

Although he knew a lot about poison, he was also very powerless in this situation.

In addition, soul power cannot be used in this ghost place, so he can only seek help, otherwise, he may become the next person to be poisoned by the poison.

There is no shame in being poisoned, but the reason is very hard to explain.

"What kind of evil thing have I done to meet someone like you?"

The moment Tang San fell into coma, Hei Qi's helpless and angry voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely dense black air flow appeared next to Tang San. The power of the law contained in it directly eliminated all the toxins in Tang San's body.

However, in order to prevent this situation from happening again in the future, Black Qi cut off that thing on Tang San without stopping.

"I want to see how you get poisoned next time!"

After saying that, Heiqi closed his eyes and began to use his own original power to restore the injuries in his body.

As time passed, Tang San also opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

When he saw that the toxins in his body had disappeared and there were no physical problems, a smile finally appeared on his face.

However, before he could be happy for long, something short came into his sight.

"what is this?"

Tang San knelt down, picked up the things in the place and took a closer look, with a look of confusion on his face.

Why is this thing so familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere.

After thinking for a moment, Tang San opened his eyes wide, as if he understood something. Immediately afterwards, he began to look towards his own place, and when he found that it was his own back, he became desperate.

He knelt on the ground with his legs and knocked his head on the floor, tears of regret flowing from his eyes.

It hurts, it hurts too much!
Although the physical injuries have healed, the mental trauma cannot be made up for.

How could he actually lose the most precious thing in a man?

"Stop crying like a wolf and howling like a wolf. If you keep yelling, don't talk about that thing of yours. Even if it means your life, you will be left here!"

Just when Tang San was still immersed in sadness and a world of disbelief, Hei Qi's voice of hatred came out again.

"Senior, was it you who made the move?" Tang San raised his head, his face full of gloom.

"Yes, if I don't do this, your life will not be saved. Don't forget, there is something hidden in that place. Only by cutting it can the toxin be completely eliminated."

Heiqi didn't pay attention and admitted it directly, but he was a little panicked.

"Thank you, senior!"

After hearing what was going on, Tang San channeled the anger and murderous intent in his heart into the entire Killing City.

It was this dirty world that made him lose that thing. Everyone in this place had a way to die.

"Go ahead, Tang San, devour every place here, and raise your cultivation to the peak. In that case, what kind of woman can't be found? Even if you have to recreate that thing, it's not impossible." Black Qi said inducedly.

"Yes, you are right, senior. God has supreme power. It is no longer a problem to create another one!"

With motivation and goals, Tang San's inner killing intent became purer and more extreme.

He opened the door, holding the Clear Sky Hammer, and with the help of black energy, a soul ring fell down with every step he took.

An Eight-ring Soul Douluo, and also a Soul Master with the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit, no matter where he is placed, his combat power cannot be underestimated, not to mention, this is a killing city where soul skills cannot be used.

"Is the God of Killing coming back, or is the King of Killing coming back?"

Just when Tang San went on a killing spree, devouring everyone in the inner city of the Killing Capital without any scruples, three soul masters with powerful auras in the Palace of the Killing King opened their eyes and looked outside.

"Not quite like it."

After thinking for a moment, one of them shook his head and said in a solemn voice: "I have stayed in the City of Slaughter for a long time, and I have seen the aura of the God of Death. As for the King of Slaughter, if he comes back, how can he open his eyes so wildly? Killing?"

"So, there is an outsider here, and he can also use soul skills?" The man sitting in the middle said in a solemn tone.

In this place, a soul master who can use soul skills, even a soul master, can kill a soul saint, or even a soul Douluo, because the people in the entire Douluo Continent rely on martial souls and soul souls. Skills.

Without this, there is actually not much difference between them and ordinary people.

"Let's go out and see what's going on!"

After saying that, the three people's figures flashed and disappeared into the palace. (End of chapter)