Douluo: Emerald Poison King

Chapter 413: Tang Chen appears, the High Priest of Asura God

Those who escort the prison van are all good hands.

In other words, these people are experienced and powerful high-level soul masters.

When everyone saw the face of the man blocking the prisoner car, several soul masters with low psychological endurance fell off their horses as if their heads were hit by a heavy hammer, their heads hit the ground heavily, and their bodies were covered with mud. But no one dared to laugh at these people.

Because they all recognized the identity of the person who stopped the prison van.

"Soul Master Liangyue, the invincible Haotian Sect's first generation Haotian Douluo Tang Chen on earth?! Impossible! Impossible, haven't you disappeared? How is it possible?"

A soul master in his nineties pointed at the silent Tang Chen, his face twisted violently with fear, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Hearing the soul master's shout, Tang Hao, who had almost closed all his senses in the prison car, suddenly raised his head and looked forward. Then he saw the figure he had been thinking about day and night for countless years.

"Grandfather! Grandfather! Grandfather, is that you? My little Haozi!"

"Ok, I know."

Looking at Tang Hao in the prison van, who looked even older than himself, Tang Chen sighed. His emotions were surging in his heart, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only reply calmly.

Ever since he participated in the eighth test of the Shura God Test decades ago, he had been unknowingly corrupted by the alien soul beast the Nine-headed Bat King, and his body had been taken over by that beast without him noticing, and he was now the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter.

Logically speaking, he should never have the chance to break free from the beast's bondage in his lifetime. Because even though he was a peerless Douluo, a heir to the gods who had obtained the Nine Trials of the Gods and completed the first seven, his state of mind was flawed, so he still could not break free from the control of the Nine-headed Bat King, who was very weak to him.

However, there is always a way out. A few days ago, the God of Killing under the command of Shura God descended on the Douluo World. Because the City of Slaughter is the place where Shura God's divine test is conducted, the other party appeared directly in the City of Slaughter, and then saw the problem with him at a glance, and finally easily expelled the control of the Nine-headed Bat King that occupied his body.

Because of this, he finally managed to save his life and regain his sanity. However, because the beast had occupied his body for decades, his body was already riddled with holes and could not withstand the power of the Shura God. In the end, he barely passed the eighth test with the intervention of the gods, but failed the ninth test.

Now, he was just a high priest, a loser who would sacrifice himself for the one who could truly become a god in the divine test.

Unlike Poseidon and Qian Daoliu, who were born with responsibilities, grew up under the influence of the gods, and naturally became high priests, Tang Chen was the last one to inherit the test of Shura God, so his mentality after becoming a high priest was completely different.

Although Tang Chen himself felt that he did respect the Shura God, when it came to faith
Tang Chen felt that he probably didn't have too much.

Looking at a world that seemed completely different from his impression, Tang Chen felt very upset.

The main reason why he looked down on Qian Daoliu was because he was too pedantic, and secondly, he thought that Qian Daoliu's talent and talent were inferior to his, so he could not become a god. If it were him, he would definitely become a god, instead of just a high priest.

Only a few decades had passed, and when Tang Chen walked on Douluo Continent again, he felt that he was the ridiculous one back then.

I laughed at Qian Daoliu, but when it came to me, I didn't perform as well as Qian Daoliu. At least although Qian Daoliu was weak, he could do what he wanted all his life without being controlled by other beings.

But he capsized in the gutter, becoming a puppet in the hands of a beast, being manipulated like a toy for decades. If it weren't for the gods coming, which might not happen once in a thousand years, the last of his brilliant life would have been ruined by a beast.

Tang Chen felt mixed emotions. Although he was filled with murderous intent, covering the entire world in a murderous aura, he actually did not really want to kill all of them. He was just preparing to punish them slightly. "Little Chrysanthemum, Little Ghost, your cultivation has improved quite fast, right? It seems that you two have a high status in the Spirit Hall now?"

Tang Chen raised his Clear Sky Hammer and pointed it at Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

"Release Xiao Haozi, apologize to him respectfully, and find someone to heal him. I won't pursue the matter. If you dare to say no, you will all stay here today. I think my decision is enough to give Qian Daoliu face, right? If you go back like this, Qian Xunji won't dare to say anything more."

"Senior Tang Chen, Qian Xunji was the previous Pope. The previous Pope died at the hands of Tang Hao. Now, Tang Hao is a wanted criminal of our Spirit Hall, and this time he is involved in the Fallen. The two of us must not give up easily."

Although he was panicking, Ju Douluo still gritted his teeth after exchanging glances with Ghost Douluo, and then summoned his martial spirits together and took a step forward. Eighteen soul rings floated around the two of them, and their soul powers resonated slightly with each other, as if they could perform martial spirit fusion skills at any time.

Now, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo are both level 97, and both have more than half of their soul bones. When the two work together to stimulate the martial soul fusion technique, even a god-level existence will be subject to certain control, which Qian Daoliu has personally confirmed.

If Qian Daoliu did not unfold the angel field first, once he was controlled by the bipolar static field, Qian Daoliu would have no choice but to stand there obediently.

After all, in the original world line, the Nether White Tiger formed by the fusion of the two Soul Douluo Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing was evaluated to have power no weaker than that of the deified Tang San. It was quite reasonable for the two Super Douluo Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo to join forces to make the god-level existence stand in punishment.

"Qianxunji is dead? Killed by Xiaohaozi? I seem to have heard of it.?"

Tang Chen shook his head, thinking about his memories as the King of Killing, and finally found this matter.

Perhaps because he was possessed by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, Tang Chen's memory of his time as the King of Slaughter was very vague. He could only roughly remember some things and had no idea what he had done. As for the things he had experienced, it was like a layer of fog between them. He couldn't remember them at all unless he thought about them carefully.

Sometimes, even Tang Chen himself felt that he had no idea who he was.

The Fallen Tang Hao colluded with the 100,000-year-old soul beast to attack the Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji. The Spirit Hall attacked the Haotian Sect, causing the Haotian Sect to close the mountain.
Tang Chen frowned, his thoughts were a little confused, but his hands did not stop. In fact, because he was too irritable, he used some real skills right from the start.

"I've taken him away today. I'll go talk to Qian Daoliu in person later. No one of you can stop me, Tang Chen, from making a decision."

"Killing God Field. Open! Shura Assault!"

A blood-colored field with a diameter of more than a kilometer opened up, and then, under Tang Chen's control, it quickly compressed to a place twenty meters away from him. The blood-colored power gathered on the Clear Sky Hammer, transformed into a powerful force, and finally rushed towards the convoy.

"The true form of the strange velvet Tongtianju!"

"The real ghost!"

Feeling the terrible power, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo unhesitatingly displayed their martial souls. The huge Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum stood in the void, showing a power close to the ultimate gold. Ghost Douluo seemed to melt, turning into a huge amorphous black shadow, emitting strange power.

Jue and Gui Douluo are not brothers but they are closer than brothers. Decades of getting along with each other have made them reach a level where 1+1 is greater than two.

The two of them gathered their soul power together, then rushed towards the blood-red light, causing a huge shock wave.

(End of this chapter)