Douluo: I was heard by Bibi Dong

The Shura Demonic Sword is more than two meters long and its body is blood red.

And Tang San's Twenty-Four Bridges on a Bright Moon Night is one cubic meter per grid, one meter high, one meter wide, and one meter long.

The Shura Demon Sword couldn't be put in, but when Tang San touched the Shura Demon Sword, the shocking murderous intent and momentum shocked him so much that he couldn't hold the magical weapon.

Gritting his teeth, Tang San chose the opposite direction to the King of Slaughter and fled.

It is located near the palace of the King of Slaughter, and law enforcement teams are not allowed to approach it without permission.

The Shura Demon Sword was lying quietly next to the gravel. There was a hazy sky above. A graceful and slender jade hand stretched out, holding the blood-red Shura Demon Sword and slowly lifting it.

The scarlet murderous aura seeped out of the magic sword, but it ended up the same as the red and white colors flowing on the jade hand...

The magic sword disappeared.

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"Who am I!!!"

"I am...I am...who!!"

The spirit has always been the Achilles' heel of the King of Slaughter. Because of the King of Slaughter, it was the blood-red nine-headed bat king that parasitized the ancestor of the Haotian Sect.

Tang Chen, who was once the strongest on the ground, was the product of suppressing the opponent's consciousness.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king is not willing to die in a thousand years. It wants to seek greater possibilities with Tang Chen...

But its spirit is only barely suppressed, and it always needs the support of the blood pool in the killing city.

What Tang San didn't know was that his accidental mental impact was like a light feather, breaking the blood-red nine-headed bat king and Tang Chen on the hanging rock on the top of the mountain.

While both sides were fighting for the body, the King of Slaughter rushed into the ruins not far from the Hell Killing Fields.

Here are all sculptures and buildings that have not yet been completed.

Tang Chen instinctively didn't want the King of Slaughter to get close to the blood pool.

boom

In the slave commotion caused by random attacks, the Slaughter King spotted a young man wielding a huge black hammer.

The familiar appearance of Wuhun instantly awakened Tang Chen's depressed memory.

"Haotian Hammer!! I am...Tang Chen!!"

Before Tang Chen could be surprised that he had the upper hand, he briefly snatched his body back, and out of sight, a brown smiling figure walked out:

"King of Slaughter, am I here at the right time? I want to make a simple deal with you..."

"My name...Tang Chen"

"Hahahaha, this deal doesn't matter to me whether you are Tang Chen or the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King."

"Ant!" The King of Slaughter turned into a blood shadow, but suddenly stopped in mid-air and held his head and covered his forehead!

"Human! What deal do you want to make?" The Slaughter King's voice suddenly became much deeper.

A brown-robed figure fell behind Gunter, carrying the scarlet Shura Demon Sword on his back. Gunter stretched out his index finger and tapped the King of Slaughter twice:

"You, or Tang Chen, inject the power of the Asura Eight Tests into the Asura Demonic Sword. I will keep your other consciousness quiet."

"Impossible x2"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king has a lifespan of a thousand years, but it is still living in Tang Chen's body because it is interested in the possibility of Tang Chen becoming a god. It is impossible for it to give up this rare opportunity in this life for any reason.

And Tang Chen did give up the Asura Eight Exams because of his promise to the strongest woman in the sea, Bo Saixi. He would not return until he became a god. Has all these years gone by in vain? What else does he have?

Go and see her face to face.

"King of Slaughter, you gave up this power, but after Tang Xiao disappears, you can still use his power to regain the test.

Tang Chen, if you don't give up this power, how long can you live happily and stay awake?

You should know how much blood and soul power the body of the Slaughter King has taken in. Even if you suppress the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, you will not survive for more than half a month with this huge energy.

Okay, okay, even just now it was all my guess. Now the state of the two of you, once one of you makes a deal with me and the other loses consciousness, there will be nothing."

Gunter's ten fingertips faced each other, and he listened leisurely to the confrontation between the two inner voices in the King of Slaughter.

"I, the King of Slaughter, make a deal with you, stranger. No matter what method you have, I have eliminated Tang Chen's consciousness. I will reward you with the power you want."

The cunningness of the blood-red nine-headed bat king was of course just to deceive Gunter. The man in front of him knew his situation thoroughly, but he said he could help him solve the dilemma in front of him. 'The worst thing is, after solving the problem, I will turn against him again.'

The words of the blood-red nine-headed bat king directly made Tang Chen panic. I thought that he understood it so much that he was so obsessed with his strength and body. But what if, what if the deal was completed and he was erased?!

So unwilling!!

"Young man, I'm making a deal with you! Bats can't control my Shura power. Help me. I can discuss it later."

Under the repeated bombardment of Gunter's mental power, the two consciousnesses in the Killing King's body took turns, telling each other their conditions.

However, after experiencing a mental shock similar to that of Tang San, the two old guys wanted to grit their teeth and hold on until the other one could no longer hold on (in the body) and fled again.

After all, neither Tang Chen nor the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King were so aggrieved. They only had the strength to be titled, but were crazily held back by the other half in their body.

Gradually, Gunter got tired of hearing it. He was really not interested in an old man's schizophrenic wailing.

If it weren't for the fact that Python could legitimately obtain the Shura divine position, he would have directly copied the ability of the King of Slaughter.

Whether it is the recognition of the first eight Shura exams or the complicated Rakshasa spiritual thoughts.

Even if it's to kill, use Tang San's ability to devour.

But the last time he came into contact with Rakshasa's evil thoughts was still fresh in his memory. Although he was not afraid, he did not like the situation to be beyond his control.

After all, the God of Killing Domain is something that Shura God can sense and control. It can be obtained directly without going through the hell road. Who knows how crazy he will go.

The python under the brown robe walked up to the King of Slaughter and inserted the Shura Demonic Sword on the ground.

"You only have one chance, seize it." After saying that, Gunter's mental power was like a heavy hammer, hitting the blood-red nine-headed bat king's consciousness.

Tang Chen hesitated, not knowing whether to attack Gunter at this time or run away.

"Do you want to meet Bo Saixi? After all, that woman is the one who has been waiting for you."

Hearing Gunter mention this name, Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat: "What do you know?!"

"Continue the deal, otherwise I don't mind changing partners."

As Gunter continued to attack and harass the blood-red nine-headed bat king's spirit, Tang Chen, who closed his eyes and held the sword, opened his eyes, and the red light on the Shura Demonic Sword shone across the entire venue.

'Although those Rakshasa spiritual thoughts have done me a lot of harm, and the Rakshasa spiritual thoughts have become entangled with me, but now that most of them have been sent out, it is enough for this young man with evil intentions to suffer.'

Tang Chen thought to himself, opened his vertical pupils, and looked at Gunter expressionlessly.

A mirror appeared in front of Tang Chen. At some point, he in the mirror began to move, covering his head and wailing.

He raised his eyes and saw Tang Chen crouching outside the mirror. After turning his head to check, he attacked the surroundings to no avail and knocked on the mirror frantically.

'Let me out! I am the king of killing!! Let me out!!!'

'Let me out! I am the king of killing!! Let me out!!!'

'Let me out!!!'