Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

Chapter 233 The Evil Eye After 10 Years! The King of Slaughter Appears!

At the very beginning, a Contra Legend can directly increase their age by 3500+.

But later, it only lasted about 500 years.

Even as it approached 10 years, it dropped to below 100 years.

There are only a handful of Seven-Ring Soul Saints.

In other words, in the City of Slaughter, most of them have some characteristics of "evil soul masters".

High-level Soul Masters can appear in large numbers.

Otherwise, go outside.

If the Evil Eye wants to evolve to 10 years, it still needs to rely on the system.

But now, it's 10 years old!

The Soul Bone Skill remains unchanged.

However, its practicality has greatly increased.

In addition to extending the duration to 10 minutes.

More importantly, it adds a new passive feature—preset triggering!

Pre-set your own status, and once it falls below a certain threshold, it will automatically revert to a specified maximum of ten minutes ago!

Tang Lan set her status to death and rewound the timeline to one minute prior.

So when Tang Lan dies.

Evil Eye's Soul Bone Skill - Reset, even if it is not used.

It also allows Tang Lan to rewind to a minute earlier.

This state can also be set to depleted spiritual energy, depleted mental energy, or even...

A local backtracking!

For example, the Blue Silver Emperor of Life used Blood Escape Technique on his right leg bone, exhausting all his stored life force.

You can then use the Reset Soul Bone skill to revert the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor of Life separately.

Instead, it will not allow Tang Lan to return to the position she was in before the Blood Escape.

The scope for maneuver is enormous!

"As expected of a 10-year-old soul bone skill, this effect is practically a bug!"

Tang Lan was very satisfied.

He went out with Tang Hao.

I'm going to look for more "opponents" for tomorrow's Hell's Killing Arena.

As soon as I stepped outside...

Then I saw a stunning woman with a radiant smile.

"Your Majesty the God of Slaughter, and this young man 9527, your master, the King of Slaughter, invites you both."

Tang Lan nodded calmly—the referee's attitude during the day made it clear that it was at the behest of the King of Slaughter.

Tang Hao casually said, "Lead the way."

Even without using his soul skills, he was confident that he could escape unscathed from the King of Slaughter.

As for Tang Lan?

This guy might be even more formidable than him, why should he worry about him?

Seeing the two leave.

Tang San glanced at the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger beside him and quickly stepped forward.

"Um, brother, father, may I go with you?"

He didn't care about being called the King of Slaughter.

I can only feel at ease when I'm with my family.

Tang Lan didn't reply, but looked at the Slaughterer.

"I'm sorry," the Slaughter Messenger said firmly, "My master only invited two people; I have no authority to bring more."

"What?!" Tang San persisted, "Then go ask him. What's wrong with seeing one more person?"

The Slaughterer frowned.

Why can't this little brat understand good and bad words?

The only solution is to switch to a language that Tang San can understand.

"The King of Slaughter holds an incomparably lofty position. You are only a fourth-ring Soul Master. The mere bloody killing aura emanating from him could knock you unconscious."

Can you understand what I'm saying?

Tang San understood.

But his face turned as black as charcoal, and he was furious!

Who do you think you are?!

He looked at Tang Lan, as if he wanted to say something.

"Snap—"

Tang Hao's familiar powerful punch was slapped to the ground by Tang San.

"You're such a troublemaker, you little punk!"

"The King of Slaughter is the king of the Slaughter City. Do you think you can just meet him whenever you want?"

"Those who don't want to die, stay here!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"You're wasting my time!"

"Little Tiger, keep an eye on this kid. If he dares to run, bite off all five of his limbs!"

The Dark Demon God Tiger blinked.

Look at Tang Hao, look at Tang Lan, and then look at Tang San.

this.

Are you sure they are biological children?

—It doesn't know yet that Tang Lan can regenerate severed limbs.

Even the Slaughterers looked strange upon hearing this.

—It's clearly a blatant favoritism.

"Let's go," Tang Hao said. "We need to finish meeting the King of Slaughter as soon as possible, because we still need to speedrun through the Hell Slaughter Arena."

The Slaughterer: "."

Only this person is a god of death; otherwise, who would dare to say such a thing?

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Obediently lead the way.

Tang Lan was a step behind and pried Tang San out of the floor.

It lost a bit of its vitality.

"Little Sanzi, don't blame your father for saying something harsh."

"Your current strength is indeed somewhat impressive here."

The latest novel is first published here!

"Later, I'll see if I can find an opportunity to let you participate in the battle more safely."

"If that doesn't work, then I'll take you with me when I challenge the Road to Hell."

Tang San nodded silently.

That's all we can do now.

Reassure Tang San.

Tang Lan caught up with Tang Hao and left with the Slaughter Messenger.

We arrived at the central building.

The Slaughter Messenger said respectfully, "Our master is in the main hall ahead. Please come in on your own."

Tang Lan and Tang Hao walked into the palace with ease and confidence.

The King of Slaughter sat on his throne.

He was completely wrapped in a scarlet cloak, underneath which he wore a blood-red robe.

Only his pale face was visible, giving him the appearance of a middle-aged man, with blood-red hair and eyes.

from afar,

It resembled a blood-red bat, rather than a human.

Tang Lan didn't stand on ceremony.

A mental scan revealed a violent emotion, and a faint smell of blood wafted from the tip of the nose.

This is the spiritual power belonging to the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King.

As for my great-grandfather Tang Chen...

Tang Lan did not perceive it.

According to the knowledge taught by Poseidon, this situation could only be explained by the fact that Tang Chen's soul must be dormant in the spiritual world.

This body was controlled by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King.

Even the soul power carried a bloody smell.

That belonged to the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King himself.

No wonder in the original work,

With the title of "Invincible on the Ground" and the ability to disable soul skills in the Killing Domain, why would killing Tang San be so difficult?

It turns out the dish was the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

"Um?"

The King of Slaughter's gaze sharpened, and his murderous aura coalesced into a sharp sword, aiming to cleave Tang Lan's spiritual power directly.

Tang Lan, whose premonition of danger had been triggered, withdrew her mental energy in advance to avoid it.

"Hmph!" The King of Slaughter said with a stern face, "It's impolite for someone so young to be looking around like this!"

"You invited me here, and now I'm not even allowed to take a look?" Tang Lan said rudely. "Then I'll leave?"

His words were utterly disrespectful.

This caused the King of Slaughter, who had long held a high position, to transform his rage into a tangible killing intent, forming a layer of swirling flames.

It's quite intimidating.

unfortunately

Tang Lan is no ordinary person.

Tang Hao, who was beside him, was no ordinary person either.

"Oh!"

Tang Hao unleashed the aura of a level 98 Title Douluo, confronting the King of Slaughter head-on.

"It's been over a decade since we last fought. How about another match?"

This stirred up unpleasant memories for the King of Slaughter.

The City of Slaughter is the place where the Asura God selects his successor.

After it possessed Tang Chen's body, it tried its best to suppress the emergence of the God of Slaughter.

The purpose is to prevent the Asura God's legacy from reappearing.

Otherwise, it would be finished.