Chapter 342: Not a soft and gentle auxiliary spirit master who can be easily pushed down

The City of Slaughter.

The most magnificent building, the residence of the King of Slaughter.

The modification of the Haotian formation was almost complete, and Tang Chen was thinking in his heart.

"If this can't let Tang Hao's grandson have the ninth soul ring, I can't do anything!"

What kind of battle can actually strip the soul groove from the martial soul?

The stronger the strength, the more incredible this kind of thing can be.

According to his grandson's narration, the Titled Douluo named Mie Haotian paid a great price to dig out his soul groove.

But this is not a matter of death or not. The mysteries involved are not what the Titled Douluo can do.

Even if it can be done, it is at least the level of the Extreme Douluo!

"Ah!" Tang Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Would the strong man who stripped the soul ring really be beaten by Tang Hao, who is only level 95, and not even ashes are left?

Even if it is difficult for him to strip Tang Hao's soul tank now, this is still the case of using divine power. If he does not use it, it is basically impossible to do it.

Could it be that some conspirators are involved?

Tang Chen had to think so.

In the City of Slaughter, Tang Chen fought wits and courage with the blood-red nine-headed bat king. When he participated in the Shura God Test, he was stuck in the eighth test because the Rakshasa God made trouble in the middle.

Even if he passed the eighth test now, he lost the qualification to become a god and became a servant of the gods like Qian Daoliu and Poseidon.

The soul ring also changed completely after the eighth test, turning into eight black and one red.

However, the strength also advanced from the semi-god realm to the quasi-god realm. When resonating with the Shura artifact, it can even exert the strength of the peak of the quasi-god.

"But after all, I am not destined to be a god!" Tang Chen sighed. It seems that he is no different from Qian Daoliu. He will never be favored by Poseidon in his life!

"Forget it." Tang Chen walked back to the training room from the door, and sat cross-legged in the dominant position of the Haotian Formation. It was time to let the blood-red nine-headed bat king leave his body.

If you want to parasitize me, Tang Chen, you have to pay the price of blood. Today, it is the time for you, the blood-red nine-headed bat king, to die. All these years will come to an end at this moment.

With the joining of Tang Chen.

The entire Haotian Formation has become more complementary, and the last piece of the puzzle is fully formed.

The silhouette of a human figure holding the Haotian hammer appeared.

Tang Chen's blood-red breath began to separate from his own soul power.

"Damn it!" In Tang Chen's body, the blood-red nine-headed bat king, who was suppressed by the power of Shura, was not calm, and his irritable blood-colored arrogance surged around.

"Tang Chen, are you crazy? Do you want to die? We have merged. If you separate me, you won't live long."

"No, you should not know about things like fairy grass!" Tang Chen calmly answered the nine-headed bat king's exasperation.

"What?"

The Nine-headed Bat King was puzzled, and Tang Chen explained to him: "It will only be you who will die! Okay, damn beast, get out of my body!"

"Haotian Formation-Activate"

"Weng"

As the leader, he is also the creator of Haotian Formation.

Tang Chen understands the use of Haotian Formation better than anyone else, and it is precisely because of this that he dares to say that he is sure to let Tang Hao have a new ninth soul ring with his own divine power and formation.

That is, the red soul ring of the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

The strength of the nine-headed bat king is not as good as that of the deep-sea demon whale king, but its comprehensive strength is definitely at the level of the ninety-seventh or even ninety-eighth level of the Titled Douluo.

Even if it is suppressed and weakened by the Shura divine power, this beast should not be underestimated.

Feeling that he is slowly separating from Tang Chen's body and soul, Tang Chen has to let him go even if he cuts off a part of his soul.

The Nine-headed Bat King knew that Tang Chen was going to fight for his life. Judging from the battle formation, he would be expelled from Tang Chen's body and then killed.

Before, Tang Chen inexplicably regained consciousness and severely injured him once.

Although he didn't know how Tang Chen did it, he had been comprehending the power of Shura and Rakshasa for many years, but he was carelessly restricted by the power of Shura.

Even so, the Blood-red Nine-headed Bat King believed it.

Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, there will still be a day when the wind and water turn around.

He could lurk and wait for Tang Chen to grow old and fade, and then rise again and take back his glorious years.

But now it's no use. If he doesn't fight hard, he will be finished.

"Tang Chen, since you don't talk about friendship, don't blame me for being immoral." The Nine-headed Bat King was also angry. We have been friends for so many years, and you actually want to kill us all.

Then I, the Blood-red Nine-headed Bat King, am not a vegetarian.

Tang Chen sat cross-legged, and a blood-red aura surged from his body.

Evil intent, cold and gloomy...

Even the four Titled Douluos of the Haotian Sect who maintained the Haotian Formation frowned.

When Tang Chen and the people of the Haotian Sect were playing against the Nine-Headed Bat King.

The location of the Hell Killing Field.

Several members of the Black Armor Knight Law Enforcement Team were watching the White Queen's Hundred-Man Challenge in the viewing room.

The expressions on their faces changed like the weather in June.

First calm, then surprised, and finally shocked beyond words.

Especially the Titled Douluo Captain of the Black Armor Knights. Only as a Titled Douluo, he understood how terrible and incredible the White Queen's current battle was.

"Is the White Queen a Titled Douluo?"

A question mark slowly appeared in the mind of the Black Armor Captain.

But for ordinary Title Douluo, without soul rings and soul skills, that is, the strength of Soul Douluo, he can only kill Soul Saint.

Now...

I always feel something is wrong.

Too strong, the White Queen is so strong that it makes people outrageous.

What the captain of the Black Armor Knights can't believe the most is the powerful breath of life emitted by the White Queen.

That is definitely not the case of rejuvenation, but the White Queen is very young to begin with.

Ten or twenty years old?

The captain of the Black Armor Knights didn't even dare to imagine these words too much in his mind.

Even he knows something about the outside world.

The legendary youngest Title Douluo on the continent, Tang Hao, is now hiding in the main hall of the King of Slaughter. His soul slot has been cut off by the enemy, and the King of Slaughter is restoring his soul slot.

I don't know what the king plans to do, but the King of Slaughter is Tang Chen, the former invincible Tang Chen in the land of Haotian Sect.

This is already an open secret among the top leaders.

I can't understand it.

No matter how young you are, it is impossible to become a Title Douluo before the age of thirty!

Moreover, he could play with the joint attack of three Soul Douluos, Soul Saints, Soul Emperors and Soul Kings of dozens of meters.

Even if he was a Titled Douluo, he was at least at the level of Super Douluo or above.

This was too terrifying!

"Hiss - it was so terrifying!"

Following the gaze of the black-armored knight, he looked towards the arena.

The scarlet blood dyed nearly half of the arena blood red, and the pungent smell of blood spread through the air, making people feel disgusted.

The hell killing field that originally had hundreds of people.

At this time, nearly half of the people fell to the ground, with blood flowing on their bodies, unable to get up again.

Ning Rongrong, who maintained the posture of the White Queen, gently waved the Western sword in her hand, took away another fresh life, pulled out the sword, and the blood slowly flowed along the blade to the tip of the sword.

Then it slid to the ground "tick-tick-tick".

Ning Rongrong held up the sword flower in her hand, looked at the contestant on the opposite side, and turned on the mocking mode.

"It's so disappointing. Hundreds of people have joined forces, including several Soul Douluo. After such a long time, they can't even defeat a weak woman like me. You can't do this!"