Douluo: My martial spirit is Godzilla

Chapter 137 Stupid Thing

The thick smoke slowly dissipated, revealing Tang Hao lying on the ground, already dying.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, anyone who saw him would have thought he was dead.

Under the bombardment of the burning heat rays of the Red Lotus Form, black smoke was coming out of his body, and large pieces of his flesh and blood had melted away, revealing his white bones. Especially his face, half of which had turned into a skeleton, which, along with his panting, was particularly creepy to look at.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaowei knew very well that Tang Hao was able to withstand the attack of the burning heat line purely because he had many soul bones.

Otherwise, based on Tang Hao's condition, that attack just now would have definitely burned him to ashes.

But it doesn’t matter. Tang Hao is now a lamb to be slaughtered, and he is a boss-level monster that can drop equipment.

Killing a hundred thousand year soul beast can only produce one soul bone, but killing him can produce five soul bones.

Considering Haotian Douluo's status, the quality of these five soul bones must not be low, enough to arm the people around him.

"Little... beast..."

Tang Hao had only half of his face left, his cracked lips moving up and down. Even though he was badly injured, he still did not beg for mercy from Yu Xiaowei.

Yu Xiaowei did not cancel the transformation, but maintained the form of Red Lotus Godzilla. He walked close to Tang Hao, raised his big foot, and stepped heavily on his chest.

Tang Hao, who already had difficulty breathing, suddenly became unable to breathe. There was a hoarse sound in his throat, and it was unclear whether he was cursing or not.

Yu Xiaowei stared at his face as if he was admiring a treasure, and smiled a triumphant smile.

"I told you I would kill you."

"You see, I mean what I say."

After he finished speaking, his feet loosened a little, and Tang Hao took the opportunity to take a quick breath.

After catching his breath, Tang Hao cursed with gritted teeth.

"Little bastard, my elder brother will definitely avenge me, you two, just wait for death."

"Haha, did you think your Haotian Sect was the best sect in the world?"

Yu Xiaowei smiled mysteriously, leaned over to look at Tang Hao, covered his mouth with one hand, looked around, and then whispered mysteriously, "Let me tell you a little secret, your grandfather Tang Chen is the immortal old man in the Slaughter City."

Tang Hao's eyes immediately widened like copper bells.

Who is his grandfather?
The strongest Haotian Douluo in history, a peerless strong man who even Qian Daoliu is willing to admit defeat to, is the foundation of their Haotian Sect's intimidation of the Spirit Hall.

After he killed Qian Xunji that year, the reason why the Spirit Hall let their Haotian Sect go was because of the agreement between Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu.

Later, the reason why Qian Daoliu hunted him all over the continent but let him go was also because of Tang Chen.

But the old man had been missing for decades. How did Yu Xiaowei know that the King of Killing was Tang Chen?

What's more, when he gained the title of God of Killing and went through Hell, he also dealt with the King of Killing.

How could that evil, bloodthirsty man be his grandfather?
Tang Hao's chest heaved violently. Yu Xiaowei's words were like a bolt from the blue to him. They struck his mind hard and overturned his cognition.

But if what Yu Xiaowei said was true, as long as his grandfather was willing to return to the sect, the Haotian Sect would rise again and stand tall on this continent.

Seeing the light of hope in Tang Hao's eyes again, Yu Xiaowei smiled.

"How about it? I'm a good person, right? I've generously told you all the secrets that your Haotian Sect doesn't know."

"But unfortunately, you will die with this secret."

After saying this, a huge amount of red energy began to gather in his throat.

Tang Hao breathed rapidly and shouted with all his might.

"Please wait a moment!!!"

Before he finished his words, another enhanced internal radiation exploded from Yu Xiaowei's body.

"what--!"

After a scream of unwillingness, the once powerful Haotian Douluo was completely reduced to ashes.

Even though he had soul bones all over his body, he was unable to be saved again.

After Tang Hao died, Yu Xiaowei lifted his transformation, and sat on the ground, holding his chest, breathing heavily. His heart still felt a burning sensation, and the severe pain caused by this burning made him feel like he was suffocating.

Red Lotus Form.

One of Godzilla's most powerful ultimate forms.

The principle is that the nuclear reaction in the body gets out of control, causing the core temperature to rise sharply, and eventually transforming into a super-powerful but uncontrollable red lotus form.

The fifth soul ring from Daming does not essentially allow oneself to actively enter the red lotus form.

This is actually an overdraft type soul skill. In other words, it is a life-and-death soul skill. It costs one's life to boil one's blood and amplify one's soul power and the power of the soul skill exponentially. If one uses this soul skill for too long, death is basically inevitable.

After obtaining this soul skill, Yu Xiaowei immediately thought of Red Lotus Godzilla.

Then he decisively used this soul skill on the atomic furnace in his heart, and the result was as he expected, he really entered the out-of-control form of Crimson Godzilla.

And under the restraint of the soul skills, Crimson Godzilla, which was originally out of control, can also actively switch on and off.

This ensures that the Red Lotus form becomes one of his regular weapons.

As for the problem of core temperature overheating, he was indeed worried at first. If his heart exploded, he would really explode on the spot.

However, when he used the Red Lotus Form for the first time, the blue veins from the Eight Aniseed Mysterious Ice Grass actually surrounded the edge of his heart and forcibly controlled his core temperature.

In this case, unless he took the initiative to remove the restrictions of the Eight Aniseed Mysterious Ice Grass, he would never have the problem of his core melting and causing an explosion on the spot.

After resting for a while, Yu Xiaowei began to rummage through Tang Hao's ashes and took out five soul bones one after another.

Just as he nodded in satisfaction at his harvest, a cold shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Chasing souls and taking lives, the King of Hell's invitation."

A silent black light pierced into Yu Xiaowei's body in the blink of an eye.

Feeling a slight numbness on his back, Yu Xiaowei frowned and turned around, only to see Tang San with tears on his face.

At this time, Tang San was leaning against a big tree, staring at Yu Xiaowei, with hatred written all over his face.

"The King of Hell ordered you to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep you alive until five o'clock?"

"Yu Xiaowei, you beast, prepare to die!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaowei's expression suddenly became strange, and his whole body seemed to stiffen, and he walked towards Tang San with three staggers in each step.

Tang San did not dodge, but looked at Yu Xiaowei with satisfaction.

The third ranked hidden weapon of the Tang Sect is the Soul-Hunting and Life-Taking Yama Post.

It was a deadly poison with no antidote. Even if one cut off the limbs the moment the poison needle entered the body, it would not be able to stop the poison from spreading instantly.

Even Tang San himself had to push his Black Jade Hand to its limit before he dared to touch it.

This is the only Yama Post he has made in the past two years using Tang Xiao’s resources.

The attack just now condensed all of Tang San's soul power. If he hadn't cultivated to the Soul Sect level now, he probably wouldn't have been able to even launch a single attack.

"Three, two, one, die!"

Tang San's cold voice kept counting down, as if he was counting down for Yu Xiaowei's life.

But what surprised him was that although Yu Xiaowei's steps were still shaking, he still did not fall down even after he finished counting down.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Tang San began to panic for no reason, but his spirit power was completely exhausted, and his whole body was sore and weak that it was difficult for him to even move.

Soon, the staggering Yu Xiaowei walked in front of Tang San. He saw that his eyes were clear and there was no sign of poisoning.

Snapped!
After a loud slap, Tang San was slapped by Yu Xiaowei and flew dozens of meters away.

The slap was accompanied by a faint mockery.

"Stupid thing--!"

(End of this chapter)