Chapter 244 The road to hell is open, and Tang San is on his way (second update, please subscribe!)
After the warmth and tenderness, accompanied by a long low singing, it fell into an indescribable silence.
The clouds cleared and the rain stopped, and there was a slight mist floating in the room.
"Nana." Fang Ling patted the still hot body.
"Hmm?" The exhausted Hu Liena did not open her eyes, but just moved her ears.
"You don't have to betray the Spirit Hall. When I become stronger, I will come to pick you up." Fang Lingqing said.
"As long as I am strong enough, His Holiness the Pope will agree to our marriage."
As a former victim, Bibi Dong should understand Hu Liena's feelings and not get too angry.
Besides, aren’t Fang Ling and the prince close friends?
For the Tiandou Empire, if Qian Renxue can successfully ascend the throne, it will be a peaceful evolution.
Without Tang San to interfere this time, the poisoning is likely to succeed.
Fang Ling was more looking forward to seeing a unified Douluo Continent, and he was not going to interfere in Qian Renxue's affairs.
If you have a good relationship with the prince, then it is logical to support him.
"Yeah." Hu Liena's body was soft and she didn't want to answer, she just moaned softly.
"Don't be silly and tell me that you plan to leave the Spirit Hall. Just wait for me. I practice very quickly." Fang Ling warned.
Hu Liena rolled her eyes: "I'm not stupid, of course I know."
Bibi Dong is so stupid...
Fang Ling felt that Hu Liena was still slightly stronger.
This is different from the situation Bibi Dong faces.
He is not a loser like Yu Xiaogang, and he is very likely to be on Qian Renxue's side. He has extraordinary value and is very likely to be won over...
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong had an idea. Could it be that she had never thought of this possibility? "Nana, did you take the initiative to come to the Slaughter City?" Fang Ling asked.
"I took the initiative to bring it up. I originally wanted to follow in my teacher's footsteps and prove that I'm no worse than you. Now it seems that I'm a little overconfident."
When this matter was mentioned, Hu Liena suddenly concentrated her attention and smiled a little embarrassedly.
"What's wrong?" She didn't understand.
"It's okay, have a good rest." Fang Ling's hand slid down and patted her perky breasts.
Hu Liena brought it up herself, and Bibi Dong followed Fang Ling's personality and went with the flow.
Maybe he wanted to let his disciples compete with his daughter?
Staring at the gray ceiling, Fang Ling's eyes kept moving.
Bibi Dong should regard Hu Liena as a replacement for Qian Renxue. Her love for her is not fake, so she shouldn't be so childish, right?
After a moment of silence, he felt it was difficult to say.
This is a casual move. It can be useful or useless.
But Bibi Dong is a crazy woman, it's really hard to judge.
The only thing she didn't expect was that her usually obedient disciple was, like her, a love-brained person who ignored the many years of training from the Spirit Hall.
Time flies like water, and January passes quickly.
In the killing field of hell, Fang Ling killed eight people like slaughtering pigs, and then killed the only title, and achieved a hundred victories! The killing will unexpectedly broke through Lv7 and became advanced.
At the moment of breakthrough, horrifying and bloody murderous aura burst out from him, and he almost couldn't control it.
The materialized murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air.
Although he seems very powerful, in comparison, he is only about the same murderous aura as his teacher Dugu Bo.
Fang Ling could only sigh at this, he was indeed worthy of being the Poison Douluo who could stop children from crying at night.
The murderous aura is just a gain, the real gain is points and undead spirits.
All in all, he had killed nearly three thousand people in the City of Slaughter, and now the Undead had a total of 4,513 undead.
In terms of points, excluding the 18,000 points consumed by expertise solidification, there are still 31,645 points left.
The points required to upgrade a hundred thousand year soul bone are three times as many as before. More than two thousand nine hundred points have been used to upgrade the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone to two hundred thousand.
His healing and flying abilities were also enhanced, and his physical strengthening was also considerable, enough to allow him to take his spirit ring one step further.
However, the two most important main body specialties have not been upgraded and are still at the Lv9 stage.
Fang Ling’s previous speculations about the soul ring upgrade after 100,000 years were finally confirmed.
A hundred thousand year soul beast is equivalent to a title, and even as powerful as Emperor Tian and the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, they can only be defeated by a ninety-nine level peerless douluo.
It is only natural that it will take a million years for it to undergo another qualitative change and advance to Lv10.
In the killing field of hell, the murderous aura that turned into a vortex was out of control for a moment, but was restrained again by the powerful mental force.
"Congratulations, Death Shura." A deep and sharp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a blood-red figure fell from the sky.
"Thank you." Fang Ling said calmly in his surprised eyes.
"Do you want to take the road to hell now?" Perhaps because he had sensed the power of high-level death energy, the King of Killing was very polite and followed the necessary procedures without using words to lure or stop him.
Even though Fang Ling deliberately killed many people, he would not get angry if he was given a way out.
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It would be better to get rid of this plague god who possesses the power of death as soon as possible.
This attitude made Fang Ling very satisfied, and he decided to act faster next time he came to the Slaughter City to kill Tang Chen.
Tang Chen and the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King are both excellent top-level undead spirits. Especially a genius like Tang Chen who has practiced himself to become level ninety-ninth, he naturally will not let him go.
It’s just that we don’t have enough strength right now, so we’ve put it on hold for the time being.
In response to the big bat's question, Fang Ling directly refused: "No, I want to go with the messenger of hell."
"Okay." The King of Slaughter nodded, then a difficult look appeared on his face, "What do you think of the forbidden land of death?"
"Before I leave, I will put away the power of death again." Fang Ling gave him face and responded with a smile.
Five days later, the ultimate death force of the forbidden land was absorbed by Fang Ling again.
Hu Liena finally finished the last battle, and the two of them stood together in the center of the hell killing field.
The King of Slaughter reappeared, said a few polite words, and began the prelude.
A thick red mist was released from his body, containing an extremely evil aura that made people feel an icy chill coming from deep in their bones.
In the mist, evil, cold red ripples slowly spread out.
In just a few blinks of an eye, it spread to the entire venue.
A huge pressure that was not coming directly towards them was heading towards the surrounding stands.
The Fallen, who were originally immersed in fanatical cheers, gradually fell silent on the viewing stand as the enchanting red light descended.
Their eyes changed from fanaticism to dullness, and then from dullness to bloodshot red, as if they were controlled by an invisible force.
In an instant, when the red light formed a huge barrier above the killing field of hell, the first person who touched it let out a scream of pain.
The voice was filled with endless pain and inexplicable excitement.
Affected by the red light, the Fallen seemed to have gone mad, tearing their faces and bodies frantically.
The skin was rolled up, blood was splattered, and some people even had their internal organs pulled out.
In this extreme pain, they seemed to have found some kind of pleasure, and this madness ended only when they died.
Fang Ling remembered this irrational description very clearly and thought it was required for some ritual. Now he saw that it was just the bad taste of the big bat, the King of Slaughter.
If I had to say, maybe it could make the blood gather faster? The blood spilled on the ground, and after gathering, it flowed like streams along the inconspicuous small pipes under the audience seats to the center of the killing field.
Countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.
At this time, Tang San had just finished his training and was still on his way here in a daze under the leadership of Tang Hao.
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