Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 342: Not a Light and Easily Pushed Auxiliary Spirit Master
The city of killing.

The most magnificent building, the residence of the King of Slaughter.

The modification of the Haotian formation was almost complete, and Tang Chen was thoughtful.

"If this doesn't allow Tang Hao's grandson to have the ninth spirit ring, there's nothing I can do!"

What kind of battle could actually strip the soul slot from the martial soul?
The stronger you are, the more incredible this kind of thing feels.

According to his grandson's account, the Titled Douluo named Mie Haotian paid a huge price with his life in order to dig out his soul groove.

But this is not a question of life or death. The mysteries involved are simply beyond the reach of a Titled Douluo.

Even if he can do it, it will at least be at the level of Extreme Douluo!
"Oh!" Tang Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Could it be true that a strong warrior who had his soul rings stripped away would be beaten to the point where not even ashes would be left by a mere level 95 Tang Hao?

Even now it is difficult for him to strip Tang Hao's soul groove, and this is when he uses divine power. If he doesn't use it, it is basically impossible to do it.

Could it be that some conspirators are involved?

Tang Chen had to think so.

In the City of Slaughter, Tang Chen battled wits and courage with the blood-red nine-headed bat king. When he took part in the Shura God Test that year, he was stuck in the eighth test because the Rakshasa God caused trouble in the middle of the test.

Even if he passed the eighth test now, he would lose the qualification to become a god and become a servant of God like Qian Daoliu and Poseidon.

The spirit ring also completely changed after the eighth test, becoming eight black and one red.

However, his strength has also advanced from the semi-god realm to the quasi-god realm. When resonating with the Shura artifact, he can even exert the strength of the peak quasi-god.

"But after all, I have no chance to meet God!" Tang Chen sighed. It seems that he is no different from Qian Daoliu. He will never be able to get the favor of Poseidon in his entire life!

"Forget it." Tang Chen walked back to the training room from the door, crossed his legs and entered the dominant position of the Haotian Formation. It was time to let the blood-red nine-headed bat king leave his body.

If you want to parasitize me, Tang Chen, you will have to pay the price in blood. Today is the day when you, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, will die. All these years will come to an end.

Tang Chen joined.

The entire Haotian formation became more complementary, and the last piece of the puzzle was fully formed.

The shadow of a human figure holding the Clear Sky Hammer appeared.

Tang Chen's blood-red aura began to separate from his own soul power.

"Damn it!" The blood-red nine-headed bat king in Tang Chen's body, which was suppressed by Shura's divine power, became restless and surged around with a violent blood-red aura.

"Tang Chen, are you crazy? Do you want to die? We have already merged. If you separate me, you won't live long."

"No, you probably don't know that there is such a thing as magic grass!" Tang Chen calmly responded to the Nine-headed Bat King's exasperation.

"what?"

The Nine-Headed Bat King was quite puzzled, so Tang Chen explained, "You will be the only one who will die! Okay, get out of my body, you damned beast!"

"Haotian Formation - Activate"

"Wong"

As the leader, he is also the creator of the Haotian Formation.

Tang Chen understands the use of the Haotian Formation better than anyone else. That is why he dares to say that he is confident that, with his own divine power and formation, he can help Tang Hao regain a new ninth soul ring.

That is the red soul ring of the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

The Nine-Headed Bat King is not as powerful as the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, but his overall strength is definitely at the level of a Titled Douluo at level ninety-seven or even ninety-eight.

Even though it is suppressed and weakened by Shura's divine power, this beast should not be underestimated.

He felt himself and his soul slowly separating from Tang Chen's body and soul. Tang Chen had to let him go even if he had to cut off a part of his soul.

The Nine-Headed Bat King knew that this old fellow Tang Chen was going to fight for his life. Judging from the situation, if he went there, he would be expelled from Tang Chen's body and then killed.

Before that, Tang Chen inexplicably regained consciousness and dealt him a severe blow.

Although no one knew how Tang Chen did it, after years of comprehending the power of Shura and Rakshasa, he was careless and was restricted by the power of Shura.

Even so, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King firmly believed it.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, there will still be a day when the situation changes.

He could hide and wait until Tang Chen grew old and lost his looks, then rise again and take back his glorious days. But now it was no longer possible. If he didn't fight hard, he would be doomed.

"Tang Chen, since you have no sense of friendship, don't blame me for being immoral." The Nine-headed Bat King was also angry. We have been friends for so many years, and you actually want to kill us all.

But I, the blood-red nine-headed bat king, am not a vegetarian either.

Tang Chen sat cross-legged, with a blood-red aura surging from his body.

Evil, cold...

Even the four Titled Douluo of the Haotian Sect who were maintaining the Haotian Formation couldn't help but frown.

When Tang Chen and the people from Haotian Sect were playing against the Nine-headed Bat King.

Hell's Killing Fields location.

Several members of the Black Armor Knights Law Enforcement Team were watching the White Queen's 100-man challenge in the viewing room.

The expressions on the faces of several people changed as suddenly as the weather in June.

First there was calmness, then surprise, and finally extreme shock.

Especially the captain of the black-armored knights who is a Titled Douluo. Only he, as a Titled Douluo, understands how terrible and incredible the White Queen's current battle is.

"Is the White Queen a Titled Douluo?"

Question marks slowly appeared in the black-armored captain's mind.

But for ordinary Titled Douluo, without spirit rings and spirit skills, that is, the strength of Soul Douluo, he can only kill Soul Sage.

Then now...

I always feel like something is wrong.

Too strong, the White Queen is so strong that it's outrageous.

What made the captain of the black-armored knights most unbelievable was the powerful breath of life emanating from the White Queen.

That was definitely not a case of regaining youth, but rather the White Queen was already very young.

In your teens or twenties?
Captain Black Armor didn't even dare to imagine these words too much in his mind.

Even he has some understanding of the outside world.

The legendary youngest Titled Douluo Tang Hao is now hiding in the main hall of the King of Slaughter. His soul slots have been cut off by the enemy, and the King of Slaughter is restoring them for him.

I don’t know what Wang is going to do, but the King of Killing is Tang Chen, who was invincible on the land before the Haotian Sect.

This is already an open secret among senior management.

Incomprehensible.

No matter how young you are, it is impossible to become a Titled Douluo before the age of thirty!

What's more, he can handle the joint attack of three Soul Douluos, Soul Sages, Soul Emperors and Soul Kings of dozens of meters.

Even if he is a Titled Douluo, he is at least at the level of Super Douluo.

This is too scary!

"Hiss——It's so terrifying!"

Following the black-armored knight's gaze, I looked towards the playing field.

The scarlet blood dyed nearly half of the venue blood red, and the pungent smell of blood spread through the air, making people feel disgusted.

It was originally a hell killing field with hundreds of people.

At this time, nearly half of the people fell to the ground, bleeding, unable to get up.

Ning Rongrong, maintaining the posture of the White Queen, gently waved the western sword in her hand, taking another life. She pulled out the sword, and blood slowly flowed along the blade to the tip of the sword.

Then it slid to the ground with a "tick-tick" sound.

Ning Rongrong raised the sword flower in her hand, looked at the contestant on the opposite side, and started the taunting mode.

"It's so disappointing. Hundreds of people have joined forces, including several Soul Douluo. After such a long time, they can't even defeat a weak woman like me. You can't do this!"

(End of this chapter)