Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

Compared to Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu's expression was much more normal. She was the first to know about Bibi Dong's relationship with the clan.

As early as the days of Notting College, she tried to tie the heart of the clan by using the method her mother Arou had taught her over the years.

She was guarding day and night at Notting College, but her clan did not pay any attention to any other girls who tried to approach her, but as soon as she left Notting College, not only did she suddenly have a girlfriend, Zhu Zhuqing, along with Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong. It was also ambiguous, and gradually Xiao Wu came to a conclusion that the clan was such a careless person. His mother Arou had reminded him of this many years ago.

"Xiao Wu, did you recognize me long ago when you first met at Notting College?"

The clan looked at Xiao Wu, and felt a little inexplicable in his heart. He originally thought that someone from our clan cultivated Xiao Wu, but in the end, it was Xiao Wu who cultivated someone from our clan.

Xiao Wu was slightly startled, a hint of slyness appeared on her pretty face, she pouted, and said with a small smile, "You are too embarrassed to talk about me. Humph!"

Zuzongchao Xiaowu rolled his eyes, without denying it, he helped the two daughters to get up, and said, "Let me show you something!"

"Something?" × 2

The eyes of the two girls lit up obviously, because the clan would not give them things for no reason, but everything that was sent out was of great help to them.

Although they are not greedy for the clan, but the strength of the clan is getting stronger and stronger, and they have broken through the soul saint before the age of seventeen. As a woman of the same clan, even if she doesn't say it, she will care more or less in her heart. The most talented Bibi Dong can also become a god at any time, they don't want to be left behind.

"Xiao Zong, Xiao Zong... something... let's take a look at something." Xiao Wu gently pulled the clan's arm.

Zhu Zhuqing also showed a look of anticipation.

The clan smiled lightly, golden light flashed, and there was an iron box about one meter long and a jade bottle in their hands.

The clan handed the iron box to Zhu Zhuqing and put the jade bottle in Xiao Wu's hand. With a faint smile, he said, "Open them all and take a look."

Zhu Zhuqing opened the iron box, and a domineering aura rose into the sky.

Xiao Wu took the jade bottle, opened the cork, and a strong fragrance filled the room.

..........

Two months later, the killing capital.

Hell killing fields.

With a loud bang, the last fallen person was killed by Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer headshot.

Tang San couldn't help raising his hands high, unscrupulously releasing the terrifying and bloody murderous aura from his entire body.

After 100 consecutive victories in Hell's Killing Field, the goal set by his father, Tang Hao, has finally been accomplished.

Holding the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, Tang San always had an unreal feeling in his heart. Because it all came too easy. Or not at all difficult. It's even simpler than winning the big battle field competition outside.

In the first three months, Tang San only won five matches. It wasn't because he didn't want to take part in more, but every time the opponents in the battle were all very strong. Besides, after winning the match, he had to avoid being attacked. .

Each time, he won't be easy.

But later, he gradually discovered that the opponents he competed with began to weaken, and almost no one was able to confront three moves head-on. Even the fallen people watching the game are almost not many, even if there are, they are all weak, and no one dares to attack him at all. Sometimes in good form, it's not impossible for Tang San to participate in two or three games in a row.

With the remaining ninety-five Hell Killing Field matches, Tang San completed it in just over two months. It broke the record for the fastest 100-game winning streak among the ten killing gods in the past thousand years.

"Congratulations, young No. 438." A gloomy and sharp voice suddenly sounded in Tang San's ears. The killing aura released by Tang San was instantly suppressed back into his body. It made him stunned for a while.

The next moment, a tall middle-aged man with a huge blood-red cloak came into view.

It was a man of no age.

His face was pale, his eyes were blood red, and bursts of cold light shot out. His body slowly descended to about four or five meters from the ground, then stopped moving and stably suspended in mid-air.

At first glance, I can't tell the exact age, but the aura on his body is extremely terrifying, even surpassing his father Tang Hao.

Titled Douluo, this was the most intuitive thought in Tang San's heart at the moment.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The few degenerates left around the Slaughter Field of Hell shouted, and they had no idea that their throats were broken.

Suspended in mid-air, the King of Slaughter lowered his head to look down at Tang San, and the low and sharp voice sounded again, "I'm very happy, after half a year, I have witnessed the birth of another Slaughterfield powerhouse. Congratulations, young four On the 38th, I decided to grant you the title of God of Slaughter, and from now on, the capital of slaughter will allow you to enter and leave."

Can you get out of the killing city without taking the road to hell?

Tang San had a suspicious look on his face. After thinking for a while, he wanted to understand that this was because the King of Slaughter didn't want him to take the road of hell and gain the realm of the God of Slaughter. Si minus BXwX Si

Tang San sneered: "No need, the great King of Slaughter, I don't want to break the rules of the Slaughter City, since someone walked out of the Slaughter City with their own strength half a year ago, so I also want to make a foray, even if Died without complaint."

The King of Slaughter's expression froze, and he glanced at the poor few fallen people in the audience of the Slaughter Field of Hell. Circles of red ripples began to ripple from him, and within a few breaths, the red ripples had spread to auditorium.

At this time, like in the original book, Tang San didn't drink Bloody Mary, so naturally he wouldn't be affected.

The Bloody Mary toxin that the Fallen had deposited in their bodies was finally starting to work.

They fell into an extremely crazy state of self-mutilation. It was just a cup of tea. The corpses of the fallen were nothing but blood. The blood was scattered on the ground and gathered into small ditches, which flowed down the inconspicuous small pipes on the ground. In the middle of the killing field of hell. That is where Tang San stood. sacrifice as sacrifice

The King of Slaughter suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and snorted coldly at Tang San, "Do you really think that the two Gods of Slaughter who walked out of the Slaughter City just half a year ago just walked out of hell?"

Tang San frowned, "What does this mean?"

The King of Slaughter didn't answer and asked, "Does the 100-game winning streak in Hell's Killing Field feel easy to win?"

Tang San was stunned. At this point, Tang San still couldn't understand the words of the Slaughter King, so he was really a fool, "Please also ask the Slaughter King to speak clearly." Mi He Mi

The King of Slaughter glanced at Tang San, blood-red eyes full of disdain, and said coldly: "The road to hell was destroyed by those two killing gods more than half a year ago, and now even I can't enter. The reason why I deliberately let you win a hundred consecutive victories is because there is a killing god standing behind you, otherwise, do you really think you can still live to this day?"

ps: Chapter 3

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