Blue Silver Grass Guide

Time moves forward a little.

Faced with the news about Tang Chen from the King of Slaughter, Qian Daoliu's "Angel Sword" that was about to strike down did not continue the attack after all.

Looking at Tang Chen's face, the Slaughter King said that he knew where Tang Chen was. Although there was a strong sense of disobedience, Qian Daoliu's suppressed curiosity was also aroused.

"Wha—!"

The three pairs of golden wings behind him fluttered, and Qian Daoliu appeared in front of the King of Slaughter. He pointed the golden "Angel Sword" at the opponent and said in a deep voice: "Tell me what you know."

Feeling the terrifying Qi locked on him, the King of Slaughter, or in other words, the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" who took over the consciousness of this body again, swallowed subconsciously.

Before that, because it had a confrontation with Tang Chen's consciousness, although it used tricks to lure Tang Chen's consciousness into darkness and suppressed it in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, its own hard power was far inferior to Tang Chen's. The burden on his mental consciousness was too heavy, so he could only restrain most of his consciousness, not only to continue to suppress Tang Chen's consciousness, but also to recover himself.

It is also for this reason that the previous King of Slaughter can only be said to be a temporary consciousness built with the spirit of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" as the guide and Tang Chen's escaped spirit as the material, just to survive in the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" While sleeping, he continued to control Tang Chen's body.

However, the chorus of the blood bats and the "Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King" on the Hell Road triggered the consciousness of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King", causing it to wake up from dormancy and take over Tang Chen's body again. .

Now, in order to prevent Tang Chen from waking up and suppressing it, and at the same time knowing that he is not the opponent of Qian Daoliu, a strong man who once competed with Tang Chen, the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" can only take a gamble.

In Tang Chen's consciousness, it had glimpsed sporadic memories. Tang Chen was deeply impressed by Qian Daoliu. Naturally, within the scope of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King"'s understanding, it knew whether his relationship with Tang Chen was So good, they even belong to two different forces, and they are vaguely hostile to each other.

For the "blood-red nine-headed bat king", although it does not know what "the enemy of the enemy is a friend", it instinctively knows the principle of "driving the tiger to swallow the wolf" and "the fisherman will benefit when the snipe and the clam fight" .

This is his tens of thousands of years of survival experience as a soul beast.

"I, this body of mine belongs to Tang Chen."

The first sentence the King of Slaughter spoke made Qian Daoliu tremble, and golden light shot out from his eyes.

"Continue." Qian Daoliu said coldly: "Tell the important point."

"Uh-" The King of Slaughter noticed that Qian Daoliu's attitude was not the joy he imagined, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, but at this moment he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Tang Chen accepted the invitation in the 'City of Slaughter' I passed the test of God Asura, but during the test, I was disturbed by the evil thoughts of God Rakshasa, and my mind fell into darkness, so I took over this body."

"So, you are the reborn consciousness of Tang Chen's body?" Qian Daoliu frowned, his golden eyes staring into the eyes of the King of Slaughter.

"That's right!" The King of Slaughter nodded without hesitation and said, "So, the original Tang Chen is dead. I am him but not him. I..."

Before he finished speaking, the King of Slaughter retreated violently. Almost at the same time, a golden sword light that cut through the space swept past his original location.

"Full of lies——!"

Qian Daoliu's words came belatedly and echoed in the air.

The King of Slaughter's eyes were filled with red light, and magic lines were swimming on his handsome face, which was evil and strange. He looked at Qian Daoliu with eyes full of murderous intent: "Damn——!"

Without even bothering to ask Qian Daoliu how he saw the flaws in its nine-truth and one-false lies, the 'killing field' spread out, covering dozens of meters in an instant, and was still rapidly expanding outwards.

Large swaths of bloody light cover the surrounding space, which has a certain impact on Qiandaoliu in terms of vision and perception.

However, before the King of Slaughter could activate the divine power of the "City of Slaughter" to amplify himself and suppress Qiandaoliu, the 'Angel Realm' outside the Qiandaoliu also unfolded, and golden light and blood light exploded against each other. There was a series of explosions.

That was the immediate reaction produced by the two energies of evil and light being incompatible with each other.

Qian Daoliu did not pursue, he raised the "Angel Sword" in his hand, and the angelic light remaining in his body was injected into the "Angel Sword".

In an instant, the golden "Angel Sword" glowed brightly, turning into a sword of light. Its brightness was almost comparable to the scorching sun above the nine heavens.

The sword of light pointed at the sky, and the sunlight on the sky seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, converging towards the tip of the sword, and quickly formed a ball of light like a small sun.

Brilliant golden light shines from the small sun, and the sacred, fiery, and majestic aura spreads. Coupled with the power of the 'Angel Realm', it easily disintegrates the bloody light envelope of the 'Killing Realm'.

With the power of the 'True Sun Fire' drawn by the holy light of the angels, Sendaoliu's 'Angel Domain' was sublimated, and its purifying and dissolving effects were also greatly strengthened, overwhelming the King of Slaughter's 'Killing Domain' in one fell swoop. , shrouding it under the sacred light breath of the 'angel realm'.

The power of the Angel God itself possesses the attributes of light and judgment. Whether it is the "Killing Domain" of the Slaughter King or the dark evil power of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King", it has a strong restraint and expulsion effect.

Bathed in the sacred light emitted by Qiandaoliu, the body of the Slaughter King froze instantly. The two huge wings on his back remained open, standing in place like a sculpture. Even the magic lines on his face stopped moving. .

On the other side, Qian Daoliu's golden eyes looked at the King of Slaughter who was frozen in place. He had no intention of continuing to wait. He flashed and appeared above the King of Slaughter, holding the "Angel Sword" with the sword tip in his hand. The little sun pierced directly into the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

"Qiang——!!!"

There was a huge explosion of gold and iron, almost stopping the howling north wind.

The golden figure flew high into the sky, until it was a hundred meters away, and then it finally stopped.

Qian Daoliu's wings spread out behind him, hovering in mid-air. His right hand holding the "Angel Sword" often trembled, and his eyes under his golden sword eyebrows were gleaming.

"Tang Chen——!!!"

Two unforgettable words were read out by Qian Daoliu through gritted teeth.

On the ground, the image of the King of Slaughter changed drastically. The magic lines that were originally all over his face all gathered on his forehead, forming a red sword-shaped mark. His hair and eyes changed from red to black. He was handsome but pale. His face became rosy and lively.

Just now, at the critical moment, a red shadow filled with infinite murderous intent flashed behind the King of Slaughter. His right palm was raised with a touch of red light, facing the "Angel Sword" stabbed by Qian Daoliu.

The moment before it intersected with the sword's edge, the red light condensed into a huge red hammer, shining with countless magnificent magic patterns.

It was also the giant red hammer that sent Qian Daoliu's "Angel Sword" and himself flying backwards with one strike.

The King of Slaughter, whose aura had increased exponentially compared to before, first lowered his eyes and glanced at the red magic-patterned giant hammer in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at Qiandaoliu hovering in the mid-air in the distance, and heard a hoarse and old voice. : "Qian Daoliu, your strength doesn't seem to have improved much."

The three pairs of golden wings behind Qian Daoliu flapped, and his body turned into a golden stream of light. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the King of Slaughter, no, it should be Tang Chen.

Looking directly into the pair of dark eyes, feeling the familiar aura and eyes, Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "Tang Chen, are you awake?"

Hearing Qian Daoliu's question, a look of joy and sadness appeared on Tang Chen's face. His hand holding the red magic-patterned giant hammer tightened, and he smiled bitterly: "Yes, I'm awake. I'm finally awake." ——”

"If it weren't for your 'Angel Realm' and Angel Holy Light, I'm afraid I would never be able to wake up——"

Indeed, if it were not for the influence of the 'Angel Realm' blessed by the angel's holy light, which purified the dark evil power of the "Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King" and caused a brief relaxation in his consciousness, Tang Chen's consciousness would not have recovered. That moment of clarity, and with the help of the bright and sacred light in the 'angel realm', suppressed the consciousness of the "blood-red nine-headed bat king" in one fell swoop.

"so,"

Qian Daoliu frowned, glanced at the red magic-patterned giant hammer in Tang Chen's hand that was completely different from what he remembered, and asked: "Did you really accept the inheritance test of a god in the 'City of Killing'? "

"Yes." Tang Chen nodded and admitted frankly.

After such a period of buffering, he, who was already tough-minded, had collected his thoughts and was no longer affected by those negative emotions.

Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed and he asked again: "Nine exams?"

"Nine exams!" Tang Chen nodded.

Qian Daoliu's body trembled slightly, and he asked: "Then what are you doing now...?"

"Huh -" Tang Chen let out a breath and said in a deep voice: "In the eighth test, I was recognized as the "Shura Divine Sword"! "

As he spoke, Tang Chen raised the giant red hammer in his hand that shone with magic patterns. With a thought, the hammer body seemed to melt, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant red sword over two meters long.

Unfortunately, before Qian Daoliu could see the appearance of the red giant sword clearly, the red light flashed again, and the giant sword changed again, once again becoming the original giant hammer.

Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu immediately showed a look of astonishment: "This...?"

"Alas!" Tang Chen sighed, and the veins on the back of his hand that gripped the handle of the giant hammer popped out, showing the strong unwillingness in his heart.

"Failed?!" Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly became a little astringent.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an indescribable complex feeling in his heart, including regret, confusion, desolation, and a hint of indescribable joy.

It's a pity that Tang Chen, with his unparalleled talent, failed to pass the divine test? !

The confusion was also due to Tang Chen's failure. Even with Tang Chen's talent, he couldn't take that step. The barrier to becoming a god at level 100 was so out of reach? !

As for the secret joy, it has to be said that Tang Chen's failure means that for Qian Daoliu, who was defeated by him before, the two of them will always be in the same realm.

Qian Daoliu is the servant of the Angel God. He has basically cut off the possibility of becoming a god and will be trapped in the ninety-ninth level forever.

And with Tang Chen's talent, even if he relied on time to polish it and slowly gathered the power of faith, it was very possible to complete the final leap to level 100 and become a god.

As a result, Qian Daoliu will always be inferior to Tang Chen. After all, there is no comparison between humans and gods.

But now, Tang Chen failed the divine examination, and the result is that he will probably have a short lifespan. Although Qiandaoliu feels a bit sad like a rabbit dying and a fox hurting its own kind, Qiandaoliu can still live, and he can live for a long time. In this sense, he surpassed Tang Chen!

Just when the two of them were looking at each other in silence, an imperceptible space fluctuation appeared hundreds of meters away from them.

As the ceiling of human combat power in the world of Douluo Continent, Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen noticed this spatial fluctuation at the first time and looked at it together.

The next second, a tall figure shrouded in dark armor appeared in the sight of the two.

"Hey! Are you two done with the fight, or is it a temporary truce?"

The black-armored figure, Ling Yi, who had just come out of Hell Road, saw Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen looking at him, and raised his hand to greet him with a smile.

Although Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen couldn't see the smile on his face because of the black mask.

Seeing Tang Chen, who had black hair and dark eyes, a handsome face, and a middle-aged appearance, Ling Yi could clearly feel the aura about him that was completely different from that of the King of Slaughter. There was no emptiness like the King of Slaughter, but a kind of air. A feeling of heaviness like a mountain. And the whole person's temperament is no longer evil, but gives people a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring.

Tang Chen looked at the sudden appearance of Ling Yi with a solemn expression. His strong mental state and combat intuition told him at the same time that this person was very strong!

Stronger than Sendaoliu——!

Qian Daoliu: "???"

His strong mental state made him feel a slight malice in Tang Chen, but it was not hostility, which made him a little unsure for a moment.

"Who are you?" Tang Chen looked at Ling Yi solemnly with deep eyes, and asked in an old voice that was somewhat inconsistent with his face: "When did a strong man like you appear in Douluo Continent?"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu, who was standing not far from Tang Chen, came back to his senses and noticed the ferocious black armor covering Ling Yi's body. An intelligence message suddenly appeared in his mind, and he blurted out:

"Are you Wu Wudi? That [Rakshasa Cult] Wu Wudi?"

"Um?!"

Suddenly hearing the words 'Rakshasa Cult' from Qian Daoliu's mouth, Tang Chen's expression suddenly changed, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly surged, and he stared at Ling Yi opposite him.

[Rakshasa Cult], Rakshasa God, is there any connection between the two?

He will never forget that it was precisely because of the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God that he failed in the eighth test of the Shura God, which directly ended his path to becoming a god!

On the other side, feeling the sudden murderous intention on Tang Chen's body, as well as the energy that was faintly locked on him and the thunder blow that might come at any time, Ling Yi tilted his head slightly, and his face under the black visor faced Qian Daoliu: "You know I?"

"If I remember correctly, aren't you from [Martial Spirit Hall]?"

"It stands to reason that only people from [Haotian Sect] know my identity..."

Tang Chen: "..."