Douluo Dalu: Flame Gun Chongli Falls Heart Flame Cheats

Chapter 139 The Self-Redemption of the Bloody Nine-Headed Bat King

Entrance to the City of Slaughter.

Tang Hao dragged his seriously injured body and rushed in directly through the entrance. Seeing Yang Yun who was staying at the entrance, Tang Hao's mind suddenly relaxed.

A large mouthful of blood was spat out.

The depressed mood in my heart was briefly relieved a little.

But Tang Hao knew very well that this was undoubtedly drinking poison to quench thirst, and he might die here while vomiting.

After finding a relatively safe place, Tang Hao no longer had time to use his soul power to restore his shattered martial soul; the little soul power left in his body began to forcibly transfer the blood stasis and stagnant energy in his body to his right leg.

"My injuries have been affected. If I don't concentrate all these hidden injuries on this one spot, I'm afraid I'll die. Sooner or later, the erupting injuries will devour my body."

Tang Hao was just about to detonate the flesh and blood on his right foot and peel off the soul bone.

A blood-colored substance like magma suddenly emerged from the ground and quickly rushed into all of Tang Hao's seven orifices.

The world of gods at this time.

A figure in blood-red armor looked at the scene of Tang Hao and his son in the Slaughter City in front of him and sneered, "The Angel God and the Sea God both have messengers in the Douluo plane. It is reasonable for me, the Asura God, to sacrifice an Asura High Priest at this time."

"Who has an opinion, and who dares to have an opinion?"

"But the flames on the little bat raised by the Rakshasa God are very difficult to deal with. They were able to completely consume all the divine power that I had infiltrated into the mortal world through the inheritance land. Humph, I will let you jump around for a few days. When my successor grows up, I will make you pay the painful price you deserve."

As time passed, Tang Hao's momentum gradually recovered and continued to climb upwards.

dark place.

The King of Killing. To be more precise, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King is observing all of this; as the king of the City of Killing, nothing that happens can be hidden from him.

Yang Poxue walked out of the killing hell, the blood color in his eyebrows flashed and quickly disappeared in his eyes; a red flame burned fiercely in the depths of his pupils.

"It seems that I should leave; this place can no longer improve me." Yang Poxue only has one last battle left to obtain the Domain of the God of Killing, and then he will leave the City of Slaughter and return to the sect.

Whether Potian Sect and Law Enforcement Hall are still the same as before, Yang Poxue now deeply understands what it means to be eager to return home.

A flash of blood.

The King of Slaughter kept Yang Poxue in his palace. After so many days, Shura Divine Power had realized that he could not go deep into this place.

It would be better to trap the King of Killing here. Once he goes too far away, the Shura power will instantly overwhelm him; and extinguish the fire left in his body by Yang Yun.

If it stays here, it will face the power of Shinra; if it goes out, it will face Shura himself.

"Why did you suddenly come to me? Is there some trouble?" Yang Poxue looked at the King of Slaughter with scrutiny. Apart from the time when he helped him block Tang Hao, the King of Slaughter had never contacted him in these days.

He must be looking for something if he suddenly comes to me.

The King of Slaughter smiled bitterly, sighed, and then said in a deep voice: "Tang Hao, the God of Slaughter, is back, and is now receiving the influx of Shura's divine power. I have a bad feeling."

"I will arrange ten Soul Douluos to help you start a hundred battles. Those guys are all death warriors controlled by me. They will not resist you. After that, I will enter the final Hell Road passage with you. With me, you will definitely pass the test and obtain the Killing God Realm."

Yang Poxue showed a puzzled look on his face and asked: "Leave with me? Why? Aren't you the King of Slaughter? Can't you leave the City of Slaughter?" Tang Chen looked at Yang Poxue's gradually restrained expression and knew that if he didn't make it clear, he might not be able to leave this place of right and wrong.

"I am the Bloody Nine-Headed Bat King, a hundred thousand year old soul beast. The leader of the Potian Sect had already seen through my true identity back then. He helped me regain control of this puppet so that I could help you pass the Hell Road of the Slaughter City."

"Now the Asura God's Asura power has once again filled the Slaughter City. I, the King of Slaughter, am almost dead in name only. If I don't leave now, I'm afraid I will become the soul ring and soul bone of Tang Hao's son, which will be an aid to your Potian Sect. Can you tolerate this?"

"You can endure it. I feel sorry for Sect Master Yang. I have lived long enough and I know there is a secret method that can change the form of sacrifice at the moment of sacrifice and become your second martial spirit."

"Don't worry, I won't harm you. I have the flame left by Sect Master Yang in my body. When I open the Hell Road, I will destroy my meridians and block the flow of soul power before I leave this puppet body. Find the right opportunity to explode all six soul bones in his body. Don't leave a single hair for Tang Hao and his bastard son."

Yang Poxue felt his teeth ache after hearing this.

This guy is indeed a hundred thousand year old bat soul beast who has lived for who knows how many years. If he really wants to get ruthless, he won't leave any way out for himself.

There was no mercy at all towards the puppet body that he had controlled for so long.

But it has to be said that the conditions implied in the words of this soul beast were full of temptations, and he offered six complete soul bones at once.

According to the sect master, this King of Slaughter is Tang Chen, the sect master of Haotian Sect; his cultivation has reached the ninety-ninth level of Extreme Douluo and he is terrifyingly powerful.

How strong would the soul bones of a soul master of this level of cultivation be?

Yang Poxue couldn't even imagine how strong it would be.

Yang Poxue was aware of the existence of sub-fire on the body of the King of Slaughter, and could clearly sense the presence of some flames of the Fallen Heart Flame.

Although this guy is strong, he can't cause any trouble in front of the sect master's means.

It can be said that while basically getting a twin martial soul for free, he also got six soul bones of guaranteed quality; and also a set of one hundred thousand year soul bones.

Yang Poxue felt his throat was a little dry.

After calming down, she said calmly, "According to what you said, Tang Hao is already in the Slaughter City. Then, open the Slaughter Ground as soon as possible. It is not advisable to stay in this place for long."

"No one knows what kind of backup plans a god may have in his inheritance place. In order to complete the mission, I need to enter the Hell Road as soon as possible."

A flash of red light flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter.

After clapping their hands, the nine guards took off their armor and entered the killing field below one after another.

The auditorium was full of people, all of whom were captured by the nine Soul Douluos and forced to watch the fight; and they were also guys with higher levels of cultivation but could hardly afford Bloody Mary.

These people are all the nutrients that Yang Poxue needs to open the road to hell.

The Lord of Slaughter stood high above.

Watching Yang Poxue easily harvesting everyone's lives with one blow, the strength in his body became even stronger after absorbing the soul power of the nine Soul Douluos.

The King of Slaughter raised his hand without hesitation to sacrifice everyone in the audience, and the road to hell slowly unfolded.

(End of this chapter)