Douluo, what? I became Tang San's father

Tang San waved his hands, obviously not believing Dai Mubai's words, but he still needed Dai Mubai now, so he didn't say anything more.

Instead, he pretended to be sincere and said, "Since you're here, Dai Mubai, why don't we go to the Slaughter City together? We can take care of each other."

"Okay, let's go."

Dai Mubai was not polite at all. Since both of them knew the truth, he had nothing to hide and might as well follow them.

Watching Dai Mubai return to the carriage, Tang San sneered.

You have to know that his great-grandfather is the current King of Killing. When the time comes, it will be easy for him to temporarily use his divine power to wake up his great-grandfather and enter the City of Killing to obtain the Shura inheritance.

By then, Dai Mubai will only be a stepping stone on his way.

Tang San followed the carriage with a gloomy expression, murderous intent in his heart. As his lackey in his previous life, he was so disrespectful to him. Wasn't it obvious that he was going to die?

Chapter 232: The Road to Hell

The city of killing.

Tang San and Dai Mubai were still on their way, but the two figures had already arrived at the entrance of the City of Slaughter.

As soon as I reached the door, people looked at me from all directions, and the lust and greed in their eyes were revealed without reservation.

"Humph!"

Qian Renxuan would not tolerate these evil soul masters who were full of evil. She snorted coldly, and a sickle shadow filled with evil aura swept through the hall, reaping the lives of all the evil soul masters.

"Let us in."

Qian Renxue came to the counter and looked at the gloomy receptionist in front of her and spoke in a flat tone.

The receptionist was genuinely shocked by the ruthlessness of the two men before him. With a forced smile, he took out two glasses of Bloody Mary and said, "Gentlemen, the ticket to the Slaughter City is a Bloody Mary. Please enjoy."

"Ah."

Qian Renxue glanced at the Bloody Mary with disdain, picked it up casually, and then threw it directly to the ground. Her tone was emotionless: "We are from the Spirit Hall. Do we still need to drink your Bloody Mary?"

"This……"

The receptionist was taken aback, but then the hoarse voice of the King of Slaughter came to his ears: "Let them in."

After receiving the order from the King of Slaughter, the receptionist did not hesitate and respectfully made way for them: "Please come in, both of you."

As soon as they entered the City of Slaughter, what caught their eyes was the bloody smell in the air. Moreover, because of Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan's appearance, they were targeted by a group of evil soul masters as soon as they entered.

They all gathered around. To them, any woman who entered the City of Slaughter would fall into depravity sooner or later. The two beautiful figures before them would sooner or later be their prey.

“What a disgusting place.”

Qian Renxue frowned. As a holy angel, she felt uncomfortable as soon as she came in. The evil aura around her made her want to take out the angel's holy sword to cleanse it.

"Sister Xuan'er, do you really want to be the Lord of Killing here?"

In her opinion, Qian Renxuan would sooner or later become a bad person in such a place.

"No, Sister Xue'er, Dad just asked me to put my name here. He will continue to send people to take charge of this place in the future."

Qian Renxuan waved her hand. After all, how could Qian Xunfeng let his daughter stay in such a place every day? Just put her there for the title.

Before they had taken a few steps, a group of evil soul masters surrounded them more and more boldly, their eyes sizing up Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan's bodies obscurely.

What's more, he even stood in front of Qian Renxue and said disrespectfully: "Little sister, the Slaughter City is very dangerous. Why don't you come to your uncle's arms and I'll treat you well tonight..."

Ah!

Before he could finish his words, Qian Renxue had already taken out the Holy Sword of Angels and separated the corpse. Then she glanced around coldly, and the Holy Sword of Angels in her hand was like a sickle for cutting wheat.

"A bunch of filthy evil soul masters, they deserve to be killed!"

After a round of waving, the huge crowd fell to the ground and hundreds of evil soul masters fell to the ground.

Putting away the Holy Sword of Angels, Qian Renxue looked at the other evil soul masters around with a stern gaze, her murderous intent unceasing, but her first priority was to enter the Road to Hell and help Qian Renxuan kill the King of Slaughter when she came out.

The other evil soul masters also consciously did not dare to get within a hundred meters around Qian Renxue. Whenever they saw Qian Renxue's figure, they would quickly hide away like a mouse seeing a cat.

In secret, the King of Slaughter also witnessed Qian Renxue's massacre, but it was not his turn to speak out and solve the problem of hundreds of people. After all, the thing his City of Slaughter lacked the least was evil soul masters.

"However, you dare to act so arrogantly in my territory. Even if you are from the Spirit Hall, you should be punished."

A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter. Staying in the City of Slaughter for many years made him completely unaware of the drastic changes in the outside world. Moreover, the Rakshasa God had never contacted him, which made him live a very comfortable life and gradually became a little arrogant.

In his eyes, the Spirit Hall was just a Qian Daoliu, and was nothing to worry about.

The result is not yet finished.

A loud "bang" sound instantly fell into his ears, and the King of Killing was unable to react for a while.

"what's the situation?"

Turning his head, he saw Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan already in front of him, with murderous intent in their eyes undisguised.

Qian Renxue, the leader, said in a cold voice, "King of Slaughter, we have just killed a hundred people, which is considered a hundred victories. We can now start the road to hell."

"What? Are you ordering me around?"

The King of Slaughter was surprised. Hearing the contempt in Qian Renxue's tone, he flew into a rage and shouted, "How dare you!"

He took out the Shura Demon Sword and was about to kill Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine hundred thousand year soul rings on Qian Renxue's body slowly emerged, and the King of Killing was so scared that he rolled off his seat.

The breath of God?

The King of Killing had cold sweat on his forehead and was worried inside.

This is the situation. What wind has blown for the heir of the God?

"Who the hell are you?"

The King of Killing was already at a loss, and spoke in panic, unable to hold the Shura Demon Sword in his hand steadily.

As the King of Slaughter who had seen real gods, he naturally knew how petty those gods were. At least in his memory, Shura was still fighting with Rakshasa.

"Open the road to hell."

Qian Renxue said, but she was a little sinister and concealed the second condition. After all, the second condition was to kill the King of Killing.

If I had told him in advance, the King of Slaughter would definitely not open the road to hell, which would have caused trouble again.

"it is good."

The King of Killing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and with a flash of his body, he arrived at the arena of the City of Killing.

"It's the King of Slaughter!"

Soon, a group of evil soul masters surrounded the King of Killing with crazy looks on their faces. After taking Bloody Mary for a long time, their brains had become numb.

This is also the way the King of Killing prevents anyone from rising up and breaking away from his rule.

"A new God of Death has appeared. Now let us unlock the key to the road to hell for them."

"what?"

"Where did the Hundred Victories Killing God appear? Why didn't we see him?"

The evil soul masters looked bewildered. Why had they never seen anyone pass the Hundred Victories and enter the Road to Hell?

"It's the two women who just came in."

Suddenly someone shouted in surprise, pointing a hand at Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan who appeared beside the King of Killing.

"Okay, I'm going to start the road to hell."

After the voice fell, the King of Slaughter no longer cared about the discussions of the people below, but raised his hands and muttered obscure words.

Bang bang bang, the figures of evil soul masters exploded one after another, and the bloody smell in the air made the evil soul masters obsessed.

He didn't bother to think about anything and just lay on the ground, madly absorbing the blood mist in the air.

Rumble.

The gates of hell opened, and the King of Slaughter turned to Qian Renxue and Qian Renxuan and said, "You can go in, but you are in great danger. If you die in there, you can't blame me."

Chapter 233 Tang San Enters the Slaughter City

As Qian Renxue and Qian Renchuan entered the City of Slaughter, Tang San and Dai Mubai also arrived late. As soon as they arrived at the entrance, they found bloodstains all over the ground that had not been cleaned up.

"What's going on here?"

Tang San's eyes were serious. The blood on the ground had not dried yet, which showed that he had died not long ago. Could there be some accident here as well?

Thinking of this, Tang San's heart skipped a beat. This was his only way to rise to prominence. If it was cut off again, he would be in tears.

"Go in and take a look."

There is no time to lose. Tang San is extremely anxious at this moment. This is related to his own life. How can he not be anxious?

As a result, just as I was about to go in, I was stopped by the receptionist.

The receptionist was already in a bad mood, and was frightened by Tang San's rough appearance. He immediately said angrily: "Stand back. If you want to enter the Slaughter City, you must drink a Bloody Mary."

"you!"

Tang San immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at the receptionist, his eyes red as he looked at the receptionist in front of him with murderous intent.

"What do you mean by 'you'? You still want to kill me? We have the Lord King of Slaughter behind us. Don't you know your own worth?"

The receptionist looked at Tang San in front of him with disdain, snorted sarcastically, and then roughly threw the Bloody Mary on the counter. The blood in it splattered and slowly fell on Tang San's face.

Looking at the receptionist's bully-like look, Tang San's eyes were red and he was panting heavily. He was obviously very angry, but he immediately remembered that he still needed to go in.

It won’t be too late to deal with the receptionist in front of him after waking up his grandfather. As long as Tang Chen wakes up, no one on the mainland can stop him.

While Tang San was hesitating, Dai Mubai beside him couldn't wait any longer and directly picked up the Bloody Mary and drank it.

"Okay, can I come in?"

At this time, Dai Mubai couldn't wait to inherit the throne of Shura God and restore his former glory.

After getting the receptionist's approval, Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with an apologetic look and said, "Then Xiao San, I'll go in first."

"Little San?"

Tang San was stunned when he heard Dai Mubai's address. Although his breathing became rapid, he was so bold! He actually called him "Xiao San" (little San). It was simply a way to seek death.