Chapter 342 Tang San's Killing (Second update, please subscribe!)
The act of killing is rooted in human instinct, and people are killed every moment in the world.
“Hehehe!”
Laughing like a villain, Fang Ling devoted himself to hunting soul beasts to obtain soul bones and undead spirits.
As the points continued to grow, I kept shouting in my heart: "My path is complete!"
He was enjoying killing. At the same time, in an unknown small town in the Xingluo Empire.
Some people also took advantage of the dark night and strong wind to carry out large-scale killings.
However, compared to Fang Ling who targeted hundred thousand year soul beasts and high level ten thousand year soul beasts, this man slaughtered innocent soul masters.
The killing began in the Wuhun Hall in the small town.
A white cold halo spread, and all the soul masters present suddenly felt a tremor from their souls.
At this moment, they suddenly found that they seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world.
An intense chill burst out from within, and a hint of icy red light lit up at the most vulnerable part of the heart.
Those enveloped by the white light were all young soul masters, unable to resist the overwhelming murderous aura within. Their faces kept trembling, and each of them had a look of deep horror in their eyes.
Their muscles trembled uncontrollably. They wanted to escape, but they had no strength. Even breathing became difficult.
"Ah——" A short and quick scream came from a room.
As if they had received some instructions, everyone quickly gathered in the hall like extremely frightened rabbits.
Most people think that by gathering together with others, they will have greater power to resist.
A few people hid themselves in fear, not daring to move.
However, contrary to their imagination that the more people gathered, the safer it would be, the more people gathered, the easier it would be to kill.
At this moment, corpses were lying on the ground in the middle of the hall, and a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere permeated the entire Spirit Hall.
A weak soul master hurried over, and when he saw the horrifying scene, he knew that an enemy he could not afford to offend had come. He wanted to escape, but he was caught up the moment he turned around and was killed instantly.
His eyes were filled with extreme fear, and waves of emptiness passed into his brain.
Did I lose too much blood? This was the last thought in my mind, and then my consciousness began to blur and I fell into the abyss of death.
The death was extremely tragic, but there was no blood, which is why there was no smell of blood.
With the help of the cold moonlight, the people in the Spirit Hall could clearly see that their companion, with whom they used to chat and laugh, was now pierced through the chest by a sharp blood-red spear.
Under the blood-red light, it suddenly turned into a shriveled corpse.
The master of this hall is a middle-aged man with gray hair.
He was knowledgeable and experienced, and based on the appearance after death, he immediately determined who the person was.
He is a fallen soul master who practices the evil method of devouring!
The man was wearing a black robe and had a bronze ghost mask on his face, which seemed shameful to be seen by others.
But the Palace Master's martial spirit gave him extremely keen eyesight. Although the man in black robe was wearing gloves, he could still reveal enough information through his exposed wrists.
Among high-level soul masters, there are very few people with keloid scars all over their bodies in this world, and he knows of only one -
Tang San, the current leader of the Tang Sect and the young master of the Haotian Sect, escaped from the Tiandou Empire to the Xingluo Empire! "Tang San, I curse you, I will wait for you in hell!" The hall master shouted angrily, and then he couldn't say anything.
Facing this man's curse, Tang San said nothing.
What's there to say to a dead person? With a cold light in his eyes, he stabbed him to death with a spear.
The soul power and life force were absorbed into the body through the Eight Spider Lances, and the hall master was also turned into a dried corpse without any resistance.
The blood-red spear, which had long been stained red with blood, kept dancing, and Tang San's figure wandered back and forth in the Spirit Hall.
The Killing God's territory expanded slightly, and the positions of everyone became visible.
Tang San killed everyone in this martial arts hall!
The moon and stars in the night sky were obscured by dark clouds, their light disappeared without a trace, the extremely low air pressure made the air extremely oppressive, and the rain fell on the ground with a loud sound.
Amid the heavy rain and the crackling thunder, Tang San had a ferocious smile on his face.
Compared to before, it's like a demon.
After being rejected by Xiao Wu, the last bit of softness in his heart disappeared.
Before that, you must control your own murderous aura and try to gain the approval of God so that you can become a god at level 100 later. You cannot kill people wantonly to practice.
With the help of Tang Yuehua, he learned the so-called aristocratic etiquette and cultivated his sentiments in the newly opened Yuexuan in the Xingluo Empire, and it was indeed effective.
But later, a blood-red light entered his Dantian, and he learned the conditions for becoming a god - becoming a Titled Douluo of level 99.
This extremely simple condition overwhelmed the last tense strings in Tang San's heart.
The resentment caused by Xiao Wu's departure exploded wildly.
Tang San simply gave up.
As a fallen soul master, how could he not devour to practice quickly? And there is another most critical factor: Fang Ling practiced too fast!
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The world has already recognized Fang Ling's talent, which is unparalleled in the history, and he must be a peerless talent who will soon become a god at level 100.
But he is from the Tiandou Empire and has deep ties with the Tiandou Empire!
After a covert investigation, it was found that the Spirit Hall was now in unclear relationship with the Tiandou Empire. If a god had not been born in the Xingluo Empire, it would probably be unable to resist.
After all, Tang San and Dai Mubai grew up together for a period of time, and they have more or less some friendship, and coming to the Star Luo Empire is also a favor to him.
Tang San will repay this respect.
The most important thing is that he and Fang Ling are mortal enemies. After Fang Ling becomes a god, there is no need to think about what will happen to his enemies.
If you don't want to die, you must devour more and speed up your growth!
Tang San would not pin his hopes on the blood-red divine power. When facing Fang Ling again, he would kill him himself!
After slaughtering all the people in this branch of the Martial Soul Hall, he jumped onto the roof.
The sturdy man outside, also wearing a black robe, sensed the aura emanating from Tang San, couldn't help sighing in his heart, and sincerely suggested: "Xiao San, after this battle, take a break for a while, adjust your own heart, and don't really fall into the devil's way."
"Uncle." Tang San's eyes flashed with a murderous bloody light.
The burly man in black robe is the leader of Haotian Sect, Xiaotian Douluo Tang Xiao.
When the blood-red light subsided, Tang San said calmly: "Fang Ling's growth is frightening. If he becomes a god, what should we do?"
The power of a Level 99 Titled Douluo is unimaginable, not to mention that he has not appeared for who knows how many years, and only the legendary Level 100 gods are left.
This choked people and made them unable to answer.
Tang Xiao shook his head, slapped himself hard on the face, and kept scolding:
"It's all my fault that I'm incompetent and can't bear the burden of facing Fang Ling. For the sake of the sect, you have suffered so much."
"It's not your fault, uncle. Fang Ling is too evil, and the gods are too strong. Even if I am a twin spirit master, I can't catch up with him, let alone--"
Tang San grinned, "I don't feel bitter!"
All the troubles and pressures in the world came one after another, and the overlapping pressures continued to ferment in his heart.
Without Xiao Wu's guidance, and without successful experiences to anchor his inner state, he was trapped in failure instead. He gradually became mentally abnormal and became more and more immersed in killing, almost becoming possessed.
The Shura Demon Sword in his Dantian emitted a ray of blood light at the right time, awakening Tang San's mind.
He was stunned for a moment, then he checked the list and said calmly, "Let's go, let's go and devour the nobles who dared to collude with the Spirit Hall."
Tang San did not devour randomly in the Star Luo Empire, but chose those who colluded with the Star Luo Empire and the Spirit Hall or the Heaven Dou Empire.
The Xing Luo Empire needs gods. It needs Tang San to become a level 99 peerless Douluo and become a god to resist possible risks in the future.
Since these people have already betrayed us, they can just die. They are just good enough to be put to good use.
(End of this chapter)
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