Douluo: I was heard by Bibi Dong

After Gaunt possesses the eighth soul skill: Transaction in the Mirror, he trades with himself when he has an idea.

Martial soul, physical body, mental power, soul rings, soul skills, God knows how much power he has at this time, and what weird abilities he has.

At least, the many soul skills I had in the past made up for many shortcomings.

"The transaction is successful. Oh, by the way, in your current state, it is difficult to survive without taking in blood, and it is also difficult to continue to improve your strength. Do you want to make a deal?" Mirror Master smiled like a flower:

"I can take away the soul power that is beyond your strength, and you can also repair your body, leave the killing city, and meet Bo Saixi once."

Tang Chen just wanted to refuse, but then he asked himself. Tang Chen, a man who has been a man all his life, is really willing to drink blood like the blood-red nine-headed bat king to survive?

"If I give up, I'm going to die. Why do I still care about these things? Let's go see... Bo Saixi once."

"Okay, you helped me eliminate the blood-red nine-headed bat king, which can be regarded as a favor to me, Tang Chen. If I have anything you need, just take it."

After losing the power of Shura and dying soon, he seemed to have let go of a lot. No, it should be said that he cared about her more than anything else.

Tang Chen's inner voice was naturally invisible in front of Gunter.

"The deal is done." If you have any words to say, get the benefits first before making any announcement. After Tang Chen gave up resistance, Gunter reached out and landed on the opponent's chest. The continuous soul power was transmitted to Gunter and did not dissipate. Not rejecting the serious injury to Gunter.

The power of trade: blurring the common sense of the martial arts world, Gunter's soul power also increased from level 82 to level 89.

The only thing missing is the soul ring.

Glancing at the red ninth soul ring that Tang Chen had not yet traded, Gunter said in a fake tone: "Wait a moment."

Although Gunter upgrades very quickly, if he were an ordinary person, he would upgrade from eighty-two to eighty-nine. It might take decades to fill up.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king has been living here since the time when Tang Hao and Bibi Dong became the God of Killing. He absorbs the soul power and blood of those who die here every day.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king could only use part of Tang Chen's strength, and it was just a matter of the two fighting against each other.

However, Tang Chen did not complete the killing of the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King at this time. He did not complete the ninth test and became a demigod. Naturally, he did not receive the award from the Shura God, and his soul power dropped to level ninety-five.

Faced with this big deal, Gunter was attentive to his service: the blue silver field was constantly growing, the wildfires burned endlessly, and the spring breeze blew again. All kinds of healing soul skills, and the unused tissues in the body were all disassembled, fabricated and installed by Gunter.

After being busy for an hour, Tang Chen only needed to accumulate his soul power many times to ensure that Bo Saixi would say: 'It's the same as before!'

"Oh, that's right. We, the Spirit Empire and the Haotian Sect, are still enemies. If you are my enemy in the future, you can't be defensive."

The physical pain was gone, but the Rakshasa evil thoughts entangled Tang Chen's soul and origin, and before Tang Chen understood what Gaunt meant.

Gunter touched the Shura Demonic Sword, and the Rakshasa power that he had finally sent out was thrown into his body by Gunter:

"If there is no one to purify you, you should give up the idea of ​​continuing to become stronger, but it is still okay to live in seclusion with your old lover for decades."

Hearing Gunter's words, he couldn't help but smacked his lips. Just now, he was thinking that this person is pretty good. Should he remind the other party of Rakshasa Divine Mind: "Thank you too. It's my junior's business." I don’t want to get involved too much. Take care.”

Just as Tang Chen was about to leave, he looked at the Clear Sky Hammer man he had just spotted, Tang Hu: "Young man, come here. Whose child are you?"

Tang Hu had met Gunter, and he became even more respectful when he saw that a titled powerhouse who was comparable to the elders in the sect was so miserable in front of Mirror Master.

"Tang Hu, the chief disciple of the third generation of the Haotian Sect, has met his predecessor." Tang Hu ran over, cupped his fists, and quietly nodded to Gangteng. "My father, Tang XX, is the cousin of the sect leader, Tang Xiao."

"Why did you come to this place? Are you here to exercise?" Tang Chen was in a relatively good mood at this time, so he asked a few more questions.

Mentioning this, Tang Hu's eyes instantly turned red: "I'm here to kill a ruthless man named Tang San."

Then, Gunter said goodbye to the two of them and left with the python.

And Tang Hu began to explain vividly: Tang San was rescued, Tang San killed people, Tang Xiao protected him, Tang San killed the third generation chief, escaped by jumping off a cliff, poisoned three hundred Haotian Sect disciples, the sect leader saw Tang San missing and chased him alone.

Kill Tang San...

"By the way, the news about Tang San was told to me by the Mirror Master who just talked to the senior."

"What?" This mirror master was young, but his words and deeds revealed strangeness. Tang Chen sighed, having just promised the other party not to get involved in the Haotian Sect's affairs anymore, "In the future, you should deal less with the other party. Who is Tang San?"

?Are you also a disciple of my Haotian Sect?"

"Tang San's father, named Tang Hao, rebelled against the Haotian Sect. Tang Xiao's father was angered to death by Tang Hao." Tang Hu said slightly uneasily. He didn't know that this powerful man had any relationship with the Haotian Sect.

He Yuanyuan.

"What!! Hao'er!! Hao'er was so angry with his own father!! He gave birth to such a rebellious son who slaughtered the sect!!" Tang Chen's eyes suddenly changed, he was shocked and couldn't believe it.

When Tang Hao was a child, he hugged him. He was Tang Chen, Tang Hao’s father’s grandfather, and Tang San’s ancestor. How could he have such an ungrateful, wolf-hearted great-grandson!!

Tang Chen was really upset, but something like this that made his biological father angry to death... was related to the survival of the Haotian Sect. He couldn't make a decision, so he could only curse inwardly as a loser.

If it were him, he would definitely call him back, but if he didn't mention it, he wouldn't ask about the Haotian Sect.

Tang Chen couldn't stand Tang San, the rebellious great-grandson who slaughtered the sect. His ancestor beat his grandson. This was not the Haotian Sect's business.

"You should go back and tell the remaining people of the Haotian Sect. Forget about the past. For now, let's close the mountain and cultivate." Tang Chen was a little tired and heartbroken.

Now he just wants to see Bo Saixi: "What does Tang San look like? If I see him, I will kill him without mercy."

"Senior, Tang San has long sea-blue hair, a slender figure, and twin martial spirits. One is a plant type, and the other is the Clear Sky Hammer. He is good at using weird homemade weapons. The last time I saw him, he was wearing a mask that covered half of his face with his adoptive father.

"Iron Mask"

Just now, Tang Hu spread his bat wings and flew away, with only one thought in his mind:

Find! Kill this turtle grandson.

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"Asura Demonic Sword, you carry it with you and refine it slowly. Then, swallow this."

Gunter handed the python a purple-black bead: the Dark Demon Evil God Bead.

The python didn't say much, pointed at the white onion, picked up the bead and swallowed it, not caring at all about the origin of the bead.

After the attributes were taken away by Gunter, there was still a lot of cold murderous intent and the evil thoughts of the Dark Evil God Tiger.

Gunter wanted to know how this cold murderous intention was different from the pure murderous realm of the python.

Will it be absorbed by the killing intent and leave behind residue?

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