Douluo Live Room: All the audience are Tang San’s enemies!

At this moment, everyone below became unusually still.

They seemed to have become like zombies, their facial expressions stiff and devoid of any emotional change, and they looked rather strange.

Shuiyue Douluo: "Are you all alright?"

His cautious voice brought everyone back to their senses. They quietly moved their bodies and, finding nothing amiss, a stiff smile appeared on their lips.

"Water Moon Douluo, you're making a fuss over nothing. We're perfectly fine."

"Yes, yes, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable because of my old injury just now, but now it doesn't seem to have any effect on me at all."

"I think Chen Yitang is right. These people are just making a fuss over nothing. Why bother thinking about so many messy things?"

"That's enough, let's go back now."

Looking at the expressionless faces of the crowd, Shuiyue Douluo couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He looks no different from a normal person, but he's not stupid. Their emotions have been taken over, so how could he be completely unaffected?

"In the name of the Demon Saint, I command all soldiers to bow their heads and join the battle."

The voice of the phantom pierced through the crowd, and turning around, they saw that the people who were about to disperse had now become very vigilant.

They all bowed their heads, looking like the most loyal knights.

Immediately afterward, their spirit rings lit up, and they all rushed into the air.

Tang Hao and Tang San are not dead at this moment.

They gradually found a glimmer of hope, and with great difficulty, they found a way out, only to discover that everyone had their eyes on the two of them.

Tang San was dumbfounded.

"careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Hao was pierced through the chest by a bone spur that appeared out of nowhere.

In an instant, blood gushed out, his blood spilling onto the ground, a sight that amazed the viewers watching the live stream.

[User Shura God Tang Chen sent a gift: Shura Divine Sense x10086]

[Shura God Tang Chen: Streamer, this is fun.]

[Livestream System: Achievement Challenge Triggered. Complete ten runs of Blood Sea Survival solo. Host, please complete the challenge in time.]

First Hong was stunned for a moment, and before he could react to what "Floating in a Sea of ​​Blood" meant, he saw that Tang San next to him was also bound by unknown vines, and in the blink of an eye, he had been turned into minced meat.

Blood formed beautiful flowers in front of his eyes. Only then did Di Yihong realize that the so-called "sea of ​​blood" was actually just blowing up human corpses to create a visual feast.

A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes; he already had an idea in mind.

Looking at the comments, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Why don't you all guess how many tries it will take to successfully blow up the sea of ​​flowers?"

[Supreme Bibi Dong: Destroy a sea of ​​flowers? These people should be able to turn every death of theirs into a beautiful work of art in the flower field. I bet the streamer can complete the mission in five resurrections.]

[Asura God Tang Chen: I'll bet five times too.]

[Vulcan Ma Junhong: Ten times.]

First Hong chuckled and looked at Tang San and Tang Hao in the air: "I bet a hundred times."

The live stream room was filled with sighs.

Before Di Yihong could speak, his gaze locked onto Tang Chen's message.

[Shura God Tang Chen: Host, if it's really as you say, I'll grant you a great opportunity.]

Di Yi Hong paused for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Oh?"

"Then I'm determined to take this opportunity."

A slight smile played on his lips. With a wave of his hand, Tang San and Tang Hao's bodies returned to normal. They exchanged a glance before focusing their attention on the situation at hand.

The dazzling array of soul skills before their eyes caused a hint of weariness to flash in the eyes of Tang San and Tang Hao.

Tang San couldn't help but curse, "What the hell? How did the difficulty suddenly increase a hundredfold?"

His curses reached First Hong's ears clearly, but First Hong ignored them. He stared coldly at the two people in the sky: "If the mission cannot be completed, think about what the consequences will be for these people."

"Now everyone has lost consciousness because of you and become his tools. If this battle drags on, it will only become more and more disadvantageous for you."

First Hong's voice instantly snapped Tang San back to his senses.

His gaze sharpened, and the corners of his mouth pursed into a long line.

"Master, I understand. I will not give these people any opportunity."

As they were speaking, Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus suddenly appeared.

In an instant, tens of thousands of poisoned needles flew towards Chen Yitang.

His face looked rather grim, but after realizing what it was, a smile crept onto his lips.

"You think you can hurt me with this little thing? You overestimate yourself. Tang San, you're nothing special."

Soon, he waved his hand, and everyone rushed towards Tang San.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tang Hao launched an attack on Chen Yitang, and the Haotian Hammer smashed down on his head without hesitation.

However, it was only a minor injury to him; he didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Hao pursed his lips, his expression unusually serious: "Explode the ring."

All the power was concentrated on the Haotian Hammer, and in just a moment, it landed above his head.

However, when the Haotian Hammer landed, it caused a huge impact on the ground and even smashed a deep crater, but Chen Yitang was completely unharmed.

A sinister smile crept across his lips: "Useless trash. I gave you a chance, but you failed miserably. Don't blame me for making sure you die a horrible death."

Chen Yitang pulled out a wand-like object, and Tang Hao stared at the black halo on it, his expression momentarily blurred.

They soon fell into an illusion.

"Tang Hao, your crimes are heinous. How dare someone like you live in this world?"

"Go to hell! Go to hell!"

"I will kill you to rid the people of this scourge!"

The voice kept replaying in Tang Hao's mind, making his eyes turn bloodshot.

But the owner of that voice was clearly himself.

"Who? Who's talking?"

Blood seeped from the corner of Tang Hao's mouth. He kept pounding his chest with the Haotian Hammer. At this moment, his internal organs were shattered, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

But his mind was completely occupied by the voices in his head, and he couldn't make a move to stop.

He could only watch helplessly as his own body was smashed to pieces.

A sense of powerlessness instantly overwhelmed me.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The next moment, he mobilized all the power of his spirit rings and concentrated it on the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Explode the ring!"

With a loud bang, the Haotian Hammer fell straight down from above, landing heavily on his head.

Tang Hao was instantly turned into minced meat, but the system notification indicated that it had not reached the level of floating in a sea of ​​blood, which surprised First Hong.

However, considering the previous grand occasion, this scene now seems normal.

"What a pity, the power of the Clear Sky Hammer is nothing more than this."

First Hong sighed softly, his lips twitching slightly, conveying a sense of endless regret.

If Tang Hao were to hear this, he would probably vomit blood.

But just then, a shrill scream came from Tang San's direction. (End of Chapter)