Tang Chen sneered, his hoarse voice full of doubts, "You can become the God of Death if you kill me? Who told you?"
He has never said these words. The only way to become the God of Killing is to pass the road to hell or be granted by yourself!
Then who would have told them?
Suddenly, a figure appeared in my heart...
Those women in black are the envoys of his King of Killing!!
And these degenerates have almost lost their minds and have no intention of answering Tang Chen...
"King of Slaughter! We know your life is about to end, so don't struggle anymore!"
"You, the King of Slaughter, are going to die anyway, why not let us kill you and let us all become the God of Killing! Enjoy endless Bloody Marys!"
"That's right! Kill the King of Slaughter and grant us God's protection!"
With a cry of "Go! Tear the King of Slaughter to pieces!"
Visible to the naked eye, tens of thousands of fallen people released their martial spirits, and then rushed towards Tang Chen in a dense crowd...
A trace of regret flashed in Tang Chen's eyes, and he secretly said, "It seems that the city of killing has to be closed today!"
The next moment, the black robe behind him quickly released a thick blood mist, and then it spread towards the fallen people around him...
All the fallen who came into contact with this blood mist became crazy and bloodthirsty, completely losing their minds...
The next moment, he clenched the weapon in his hand and started fighting towards the nearest fallen person...
Without caring about the wounds on his body, he attacked the opponent crazily...
In an instant, the entire huge hell killing field was like a real purgatory on earth. Every second, countless degenerates fell to the ground...
Tang Chen looked at the attacking fallen person with a calm expression, and smashed his head into pieces with one blow, exploding into countless blood mist...
Then the bloody Clear Sky Hammer in his hand gradually solidified...
Nine soul rings slowly emerged at his feet...
The next moment, the seventh soul ring suddenly lit up...
He said coldly, "The seventh soul skill, Haotian Incarnation!"
Then the bloody figure waved the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, taking down dozens of lives with each swing...
…
Tang San's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to rub his sore neck. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his dark eyes suddenly opened, and he exclaimed, "Dad!"
He quickly stood up and looked around, only to see that the place he was in was a forest with lush vegetation...
As well as the disciples and clansmen of the Haotian Sect all over the place...
A Haotian Sect elder next to him said with a gloomy face, "Tang San, you're awake..."
The faces of the other five elders were also extremely solemn...
They escorted the Haotian Sect disciples and tribesmen here, but never felt the aura of Tang Hao or Tang Xiao...
I have already made some guesses in my mind...
Tang San looked eagerly at the elders beside him, and asked anxiously, "Elders, how is my father doing now?"
An elder sighed and said, "Your father, he and the sect master are our rearguards, and they haven't followed us until now. I'm afraid..."
Another elder stared at Tang San, slowly saying, "Tang San, now that the Clear Sky Sect truly has the successor of the Clear Sky Hammer, I'm afraid you are the only one..."
"I'm afraid that the chance of Sect Master and Tang Hao surviving facing seven titled Douluo... is very slim."
When Tang San heard this, he fell to his knees on the ground, his spirit completely falling into a state of trance, "This...how is this possible? Dad...it's impossible!"
It was so hard to reunite with my father, how could we be separated again so easily!!
Moreover, it is a complete farewell!
For a moment, Tang San fell into darkness...
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Qibao Glazed Sect...
The hall is filled with a suffocating atmosphere at this moment...
The three main seats in the hall were occupied by two titled Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin and Gu Rong, the masters of the Qibao Glazed Sect...
The person below is an elder who has some status in Qibao Glazed Sect...
In this suffocating atmosphere, Chen Xin, who couldn't bear it anymore, took the lead and said, "Feng Zhi, tomorrow is the last day of the deadline. What are you going to do?"
Once tomorrow passes, Wuhun Palace will launch an attack on the Qibao Glazed Sect...
But now, outside the Qibao Glazed Sect, the eyes of Wuhun Palace are everywhere, and it is impossible to evacuate overnight.
As soon as these words came out, everyone else, including Gu Rong, focused their attention on Ning Fengzhi...
No matter what decision he makes, they will not refute it at all...
Ning Fengzhi looked at the eyes of everyone looking at him, silently took a deep breath, and said, "Why don't you join the Spirit Hall?"
Whether it is for his daughter Ning Rongrong or the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, this choice is the only way...
Chen Xin sighed, "Really? It seems that Feng Zhi has weighed the pros and cons, but doing so would go against the original intention of the Qibao Glazed Sect..."
A bitter smile flashed across Ning Fengzhi's face: "Uncle Jian, I know what you mean, but this is the only way for the Qibao Glazed Sect to survive!"
How could he, as the sect leader, not understand this path...
But whether you understand or not does not determine the final choice...
A look of understanding appeared on Gu Rong's face, "Fengzhi, no matter what choice you make, we will not blame you, because you are the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect. As long as you are still here, the Qibao Glazed Sect will not be extinct!"
If there were only three of them before, he believed that Ning Fengzhi's character would never succumb to the Spirit Hall...
But things are different now. The Qibao Glazed Sect is like a large sect. As the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi cannot only think about himself, but also needs to consider other sect disciples...
Upon hearing this, the elders below all expressed their opinions and said, "That's right, Sect Master! No matter what choice you make, we are willing to follow you!"
"As long as the Qibao Glazed Sect is still there, it doesn't matter if you join the Wuhun Palace! It's not impossible to leave in the future."
"Sect Master, please make the final decision! We are willing to support all your choices!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded, stood up, looked down at everyone below, and said, "Go and send people to the Wuhun Palace. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is willing to join the Wuhun Palace!"
After saying that, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have lost all his strength and slumped down on the chair...
…
Subsequently, the disciples sent by the Qibao Glazed Sect arrived outside the Pope's Palace and were quickly stopped by two soul king-level guards...
One of the guards shouted coldly, "Stop! This is an important area of the Pope's Palace. You are not allowed to trespass. Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The disciple gritted his teeth and said, "I am a disciple of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and I come here specifically on behalf of our sect leader!"
The two guards looked at each other, nodded, and took two steps to the side, leaving a passage...
Seeing this, the disciples of Qibao Glazed Sect quickly headed towards the Pope's Palace to report...
