Chapter 369 Great-grandfather! Tang Chen
The incomparably huge Clear Sky Hammer stood in the void, releasing unrivaled domineering pressure, as if it was the only one in this world!
"Haotian Hammer!!"
Tang San's eyes widened and he stared at the Clear Sky Hammer, which was countless times bigger than his father's hammer. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who... is this guy and why does he possess the Clear Sky Hammer?" hammer?!"
The Clear Sky Hammer is the symbol of the Clear Sky Sect and is known as the best martial spirit in the world. Only the direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect can possess the Clear Sky Hammer. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to have the Clear Sky Hammer.
But now, the King of Slaughter has actually released the Clear Sky Hammer, and it is bigger than his own hammer. What is going on?
Tang San was confused and didn't understand the unexpected situation in front of him.
Fang Xuan suddenly said: "It's very simple, because he is your father!"
"???"
The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, and he glared at Fang Xuan fiercely, thinking that this guy was scolding him again.
Fang Xuan added: "Grandpa!"
Tang San: " # ￥\u0026*!"
The true identity of the King of Slaughter is Tang Chen, Tang San's great-grandfather. Among the people present, only Fang Xuan knew this. He kindly told Tang San the truth, but the guy thought Fang Xuan was scolding him.
In this world, it’s hard to be a good person~
With the passage of time, the appearance of the Slaughter King has undergone earth-shaking changes. The red eyes that have been stained by blood and hatred gradually regain their clarity and turn into deep black. Zuo's black hair is spread behind him, and even his face has undergone certain changes!
The former King of Slaughter had an evil and ferocious face, but now the black-haired man has a very handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, majestic weapons, and his whole body is full of awe-inspiring righteousness!
Not only that, the huge Clear Sky Hammer was changing rapidly. In an instant, it turned into a three-meter-long bloody magic sword!
The King of Slaughter's black hair was disheveled, his eyes were deep, and he suddenly grasped the demon sword in his right hand. The moment he grasped the demon sword, an extremely terrifying soul power filled the air like a volcanic eruption, sweeping across the world!
All the palaces and boulders within a thousand meters radius were reduced to ashes, and even Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena were directly overturned by this terrifying soul power.
This kind of soul power fluctuation is really terrifying, completely superior to Titled Douluo. This is a power that only gods can possess!
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The King of Slaughter shed two lines of bloody tears and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but that laughter was filled with endless sorrow.
"Did I win? Or did I lose? Everything has no meaning to me. It has been like a dream for decades, but I have suffered such sins. Shura, what a Shura, I still failed to pass your test after all. Test, this is not about right and wrong, but about time and luck!"
The bloody magic sword burned blazingly, like an eternal fire of anger. In that mountain of corpses and sea of blood, the black-haired man was in a crazy state. He cried bitterly and laughed at other times, which was incomprehensible.
After a long time, the black-haired man gradually recovered from the great sorrow and joy, and became calm and calm. His pair of star-like eyes glanced at Fang Xuan, Tang San and Hu Liena, and said: "I want to thank you. If it weren't for you three, I don't know how long I would have been trapped in this demonic body..."
"Thank us? The King of Slaughter is actually thanking people. You are not the King of Slaughter. Who are you?" Tang San frowned, scanning the mysterious man in front of him with confusion. The huge Clear Sky Hammer that appeared just now, It made him confused and very curious about the true identity of this former king of killing.
"What on earth is going on?!" Hu Liena was also confused, her beautiful eyes staring intently at the transformed King of Slaughter.
Among the three of them, only Fang Xuan was silent and said nothing. He rested his hands on his hands and whistled boredly, waiting for Tang San's father's grandfather to introduce himself.
"Who am I? Hahahaha, it's been so long, so long that I can hardly remember who I am!"
The black-haired man's face was full of sorrow, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and shed two more tears of blood. He took a hard breath, with mixed feelings in his heart, and sighed: "Back then, for a promise, I traveled across thousands of rivers and mountains, looking for a way to become a god. But how difficult it is to become a god. How can the insurmountable gap between mortals and gods be easily overcome?
If you want to become a god, only the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years can help the top powerhouses become gods physically. However, thousands of years are too long, and even a titled Douluo may not be able to live that long!
Therefore, I chose another path and looked for a status to inherit! "
After a pause, memories appeared in the black-haired man's eyes. He sighed and continued to tell his story. Tang San and Hu Liena were immediately attracted by the man's legendary experience, and they all listened with interest.
"However, it is not easy to find the inheritance place left by the gods. Even if I was invincible at the time, it was difficult to find the relics of the gods. It was not until I came to the Killing City that I finally felt the breath of the gods. , that is... God Shura!"
"In this world, there are actually two evil gods. One is Shura God, who is in charge of killing, and the other is Rakshasa God, who is in charge of evil thoughts. This city of killing is what they left behind when they transcended the world. I was very happy about the Relic of God. I quickly gained the approval of God Shura and began to take the test of God Shura. Because I was already invincible in the world at that time, I passed the first few divine tests easily, but later on, I Gradually lost, his heart was polluted by evil thoughts, and finally he was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and he became the killing king that you firmly believe in, no longer human, no ghost!
"It wasn't until I woke up now that I realized that the original Asura God's test was mixed with the aura of Rakshasa. It was not a pure Shura test. It should be a trap left by Rakshasa God when he transcended. Not long ago, this young man used that weapon The artifact destroyed the blood-red nine-headed bat king that was parasitic on my body, and I was able to break free from the predicament, pass the eighth test of God Shura, and obtain the recognition of Shura Holy Sword!"
At this point, the black-haired man had mixed feelings, showed a bitter smile, and sighed: "Unfortunately, it's already too late..."
"Senior, who are you?!" Tang San couldn't help but ask.
"My name is...Tang Chen, the third generation leader of the Haotian Sect!" the black-haired man said calmly.
"Tang...Tang Chen? The leader of the Haotian Sect, then you are mine..."
Hearing this, Tang San's eyes were red and filled with tears. He walked up to Tang Chen excitedly and was about to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, but was kicked away by Fang Xuan.
At this time, Fang Xuan strode up to Tang Chen with a pure smile on his face and said respectfully:
"Senior, hello, I am Tang Er, a direct disciple of the Haotian Sect!"
