Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Jiang Jue hooked his finger, and the ball of memory light slowly returned to his hand. Looking at the heartbroken Wang Dong, his eyes moved slightly.

Tang San's incredible move really requires some time for Wang Dong to adapt and accept it.

Immediately, Jiang Jue moved, and the gloomy undead gate rose from the ground again. Jiang Jue's figure suddenly disappeared into it, but the surrounding gray barrier did not disappear, and still blocked this space.

In the courtyard, a pear tree in early spring gradually stopped shaking, and a snow-white petal slowly fell on Wang Dong's shoulder, rising and falling with the trembling of his body.

"Damn it! What the hell is this place!"

Tang San, holding the golden trident, looked around and saw a gray world of the undead, boundless and seemingly endless. He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

This is obviously not the Douluo plane.

Moreover, from the moment he entered this undead plane, there was a constant stream of undead laws attacking him.

Although the Undead Law was not as high as his level, it was more important, which forced him to consume his spiritual power to protect himself.

"Where did Wang Dong go?"

While Tang San was dispelling the Undead Law that was attacking him, he was also looking for Wang Dong's figure. This was an important node in his long-term plan and there could be no mistakes.

"God King Tang, it seems you are very busy. Do you need me to lend a hand?"

At this time, a group of gloomy gray fog slowly condensed and gradually transformed into Alex, who looked at Tang San's divine thought with interest, with a smile on his face.

He has not yet studied the consciousness of the God King level, so this time he can study it carefully.

"This is……"

"You are the will of this world? No! It is you who created this world!"

"How is this possible? You are just a mere mortal, how could you possibly create a plane?!"

Tang San's eyes were full of disbelief. When Alex appeared just now, he could feel that the entire undead plane was cheering and rejoicing. Lines of undead laws surrounded him, as if welcoming the person in front of him.

He wants to rub the rules by hand to become a god? !
There are such people in the world!
You know, the gods who become gods according to the laws are at the top even in the world of gods.

"You should be thankful that you live in a world with a legacy of gods. Otherwise, in my world, you wouldn't even be qualified to be my opponent."

"If you don't practice the law, you will see me like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky; if you practice the law, you will see me like a mayfly looking at the sky."

Alex looked at Tang San in front of him and said lightly, his eyes full of indifference.

With a shock of his body, countless black mists surged, and the undead laws gathered into a dark dragon that stretched for thousands of miles. The dragon's head was held high, its fangs were bared, and its soul eyes were staring at Tang San. Alex stood on the dragon's head, like the king of this world.

"Buzzing."

Ripples appeared in space, and Jiang Jue appeared beside Alex, looking at Tang San and smiling slightly.

"Master Yi, you can't say that. God King Tang also has his own cultivation rules. After all, God Shura, one of the five great God Kings, became a god by following the law of killing."

"But, God King Tang, why don't you use it?"

"Don't you like using it?"

"Ok?"

When Tang San heard Jiang Jue's words, his expression became more and more embarrassed. He kept scanning the two of them with a gloomy gaze, and endless anger rose in his heart.

Although he inherited the Shura throne, he only inherited it reluctantly, and Xiao Wu also contributed a lot to it. Although he has also been comprehending the law of killing, it is far less simple than using the Seagod throne.

Simply put, it is difficult for him to control the Shura God position.

"How dare you bully me, you little brat!"

"Once I find out about this, you two will not have a good ending. Who is the son of luck in this world is just a matter of a word from me."

Tang San shouted angrily, tightly gripping the golden trident in his hand, his eyes spitting fire.

Since he became the God-King, who dares to speak to him like this!
"Master Yi, please take action." Jiang Jue looked at Alex and said solemnly. His agreement with the God of Destruction would expire in a month. By then, Tang San would definitely find out about the lower realm.

He must not let this divine thought live and pass on the message, disrupting his plans. After all, he still wanted to give Tang San a hard time in Qiankun Questioning Valley.

"I have long wanted to test the strength of this world's God King."

Alex's eyes narrowed, and the Nether Dragon under his feet let out a deafening roar, swaying its huge body towards Tang San to bite him, and the surrounding space cracked with black cracks.

"court death!"

"Uncertain storm!"

Tang San let out a low shout, and circles of golden light waves spread out from the golden trident, heading towards the Nether Dragon, and a strong force of confinement spread out.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, those circles of light were cast on the body of the Nether Dragon, as if to trap it, but the next moment the Nether Dragon roared and swung its body, and endless undead laws surged out like a tide, erasing the restraining power on its body, making a harsh friction sound that resounded through the sky.

After Tang San used the Unstable Wind Wave, his figure became even dimmer and his expression became even gloomier.

In this damn world of the dead, he couldn't get any replenishment at all.

"You do have some skills, but I don't know if you can take my next attack."

Alex raised his eyebrows slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly waved the undead staff in his hand, stirring up the surrounding undead aura. The obscure and incomprehensible spells echoed in the empty sky and earth, carrying an inexplicable majesty and terror.

"Boom!"

As the chanting became louder and louder, the black undead land below seemed unable to withstand the impact of some force, and a huge crack instantly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a tall tower filled with the breath of the undead suddenly rose from the ground. The entire tower was in the shape of a dark golden spire, and its surface was densely covered with undead runes, flashing a dark light.

The tower is about a hundred meters high and has nine floors. The outer edges of each floor are decorated with eerie white bone eaves. A dark purple energy crystal is suspended on the top of the tower, releasing a series of undead sky curtains that shroud the entire tower.

The base is made of countless bones, forming a circular altar structure. The roars of countless undead souls can be heard faintly from it, which is creepy.

"This... Is this the Tower of Aion?!"

The moment Jiang Jue saw the tall tower, his expression was shocked, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

Although he knew that this was not Alex's original Tower of Aion, the aura and pressure it exuded had already reached the level of a divine artifact!
"The end of eternal silence!"

Alex looked at the Tower of Aion below him, with a trace of reminiscence and emotion in his eyes. Then he swung the Staff of the Undead in his hand violently, and the entire Tower of Aion seemed to be activated, and instantly became violent.

A red crosshair appeared between Tang San's eyebrows...

Then, a forbidden spell in the tower seemed to be triggered. With a loud bang, a thick gray beam of light shot up into the sky, like the light of destruction, and even the purple sun in the sky was completely obscured by it.

The space around Tang San was shattered by the light column, as if even the heaven and earth could not withstand the power of this attack.

"Damn you, you humble mortal!"

Tang San looked at the huge gray beam of light, his eyes filled with shock, anger and unwillingness, but he was helpless. His spiritual power could not be replenished, and facing this attack, he was no longer able to resist.

"I will definitely come back, and I will not forgive you!"

Tang San let out one last roar, his voice filled with resentment and unwillingness.

As the roar sounded, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The place where Tang San was originally located was empty, leaving only a pool of golden liquid slowly flowing and dripping downwards.

"Humble?" Jiang Jue's mouth curled up slightly when he heard that, revealing a playful smile.

Alex looked at the pool of golden liquid, stretched out his hand, and the pool of liquid slowly flew into his hand as if pulled by an invisible force.

"The divine consciousness at the level of a divine king is a rare treasure."

Alex's eyes flickered and he chuckled. (End of this chapter)