Chapter 163 The End of Tang Chen

A ray of purple-black light fell from the sky and fell on the forehead of Tang San, who was still roaring madly to vent his inner resentment. A purple-black sickle mark appeared on Tang San's forehead, but it disappeared after a while.

And the strong resentment in Tang San's body seemed to be drawn by something, blending into his forehead, and his cultivation level increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qian Renhan, who came to the killing town, had no idea about Tang San's changes. To be precise, he didn't even know that Tang San was still alive in this world.

But even if he knew it clearly, Qian Renhan would probably only say one thing, a mouse has a tough life, just step on it to death one day.

The size of the killing town is not much different from Qian Renhan's first visit, but the buildings inside have been renovated. After all, Qian Xunji's battle with the King of Killing reduced the town to the ground.

However, the Killing Town was much deserted compared to Qian Renhan's first visit. After all, the Wuhun Palace had changed from the free suppression of trouble-making soul masters to a fee-based one. Soul masters, great soul masters, and soul masters were paid by many wealthy families. But those Soul Emperors, Soul Saints, Soul Douluo, and the hundreds of law enforcers in the Killing City are all composed of strong men above Soul Saint.

Even if the Spirit Hall is changed from one gold soul coin to one hour of kneeling, the Soul Emperor has 600,000 hours and the Soul Saint has 6 million hours. How long will it take to kneel? How many people will go together?

However, these Qian Renhan didn't care. They abandoned the good life in the past, and they had to bear the consequences themselves.

In the City of Slaughter, the population recovery rate was extremely slow after Qian Renhan’s massacre and reforms. The city that originally had tens of thousands of people now only has a few thousand people. In order to sustain the blood development strategy, the King of Slaughter made special reforms and transformed the outer city Those degenerates who dare not go to the killing fields of hell will switch from two Bloody Marys a month to one a month.

Qian Renhan arrived in the Killing City without attracting anyone's attention. Having reached level 99, he directly twisted space and walked past the law enforcement groups outside the city, then stepped into the city and went straight to the Castle of the King of Killing.

The inner city of the Killing City is still a crazy and luxurious world, with all kinds of colorful lights everywhere, a bustling scene, and various sounds, some full of excitement and joy, some groaning in grief, and some in pain and despair.

Qian Renhan walked on the street, and every fallen person who came close to him was crushed into a ball of flesh by the sudden soul pressure.

The crowd in front retreated, and a woman with a cold face, beautiful appearance, plump figure, and two short swords came out.

In a place like the Killing City, this kind of woman should have been the object of countless depraved people to covet and ravage, but wherever this woman passed, pink light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and a fluffy fox tail emerged. , the fallen people around who coveted her immediately started killing each other.

Who else could this person be besides Hu Liena? With her powerful charm ability, she can be said to be at home in a place like the Killing City where soul skills cannot be used and where there are many wild beasts. No matter whether it is Soul Emperor, Soul Saint or Soul Douluo, it is difficult to resist. The power of her charm becomes her puppet, killing each other.

With this charm ability, Hu Liena also won two consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Fields in just a few days.

Hu Liena cast a disdainful glance at the degenerates who were killing each other around her. Just as she was about to leave, she saw the white-haired figure walking in front of her. Her pupils shrank suddenly and she quickly rubbed her eyes to confirm that the person coming was Empress Qian Renhan.

Hu Liena suddenly knelt down on one knee, "See Your Majesty the Pope, Your Majesty the Pope, why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, Qian Renhan looked at the woman kneeling on the ground. After knowing her identity, he walked past her. He had no intention of answering her plan, and had no interest in asking Hu Liena when she would come to the killing city. , how are the results?

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, Hu Liena looked up and looked at the back of the white-haired figure in black clothes. Her teeth bit her red lips tightly, blood oozing out, and deep humiliation poured into her heart.

She, Hu Liena, is a former disciple of the Pope, a goddess sought after by thousands of people in Wuhundian Academy. She has been in the top three of Wuhundian Academy since its establishment. She almost became a saint of Wuhundian. She has met Qian Renhan six times in her life. Once he was kicked away, and the second time he was despised and humiliated, even worse than a dog, and was thrown to be fed to the soul beast.

The third time he saw Qian Renhan in the Pope's Palace, he was almost slapped to death. The fourth and fifth time he met Qian Renhan with his team during the soul master competition, he was ignored.

But this sixth time, when she came to the Killing City and said hello, she was still ignored by Qian Renhan. He didn't even want to waste his saliva, as if spending even a second on her was a waste of time.

Hu Liena's innate soul power is level 9.7, she has reached the soul king level at the age of only 21, and she dares to come to the hell on earth like the Killing City to experience. In terms of performance and courage, she should have surpassed 99% of the geniuses in the mainland. Even Ye Lingling shouldn't be able to compete with her in terms of charm and courage, but she never caught Qian Renhan's eyes from the beginning to the end.

what is this??! !

In the old castle of the Capital of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter was still sitting on the large chair with his legs spread wide. Two maids with good looks and figures were kneeling in front of him and they didn't know what they were doing.

The King of Slaughter leaned comfortably on the throne with his eyes closed. There was a beautiful maid beside the throne who put Bloody Mary into his mouth.

"King of Slaughter, you live a really cool life."

The closed door was opened, and a voice sounded in the small room from all directions.

"who!"

As if disturbed, the Slaughter King just raised his head and looked at the door. Before he could tell the maid to shut her mouth, a pair of blood-red eyes lit up.

"ah--"

The King of Slaughter screamed, stood up and covered his head in pain. His original blood-red eyes became clear again, and his long blood-red hair also turned dark. His appearance of neither human nor ghost was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye. For the sake of normal human skin, the blood-red skeleton armor was changed into old Haotian Sect clothing.

"Where are I? What happened just now?"

With a breath of turbid breath, the Slaughter King's originally sharp voice became rich and old.

"King, are you okay?"

The maid next to the throne was initially frightened by the changes in the King of Slaughter, but she quickly regained her composure because she found that the King of Slaughter had become a normal person and much more handsome.

Tang Chen pressed his forehead. He had just felt a powerful mental force and evil thoughts impacting his brain, causing him to finally regain consciousness while he was still dreaming. Otherwise, he would probably have continued to sleep.

"king?"

Tang Chen turned his head and looked at the three maids who were making secret glances beside him in confusion, and then looked at Xiao Chenchen, whose clothes were not neatly dressed and were full of liquid.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king used his body to kill countless people, and he had sex with a bunch of maids for countless years and hundreds of millions of dollars. All the memories emerged, and tears of blood flowed from his eyes, "How many years have passed, how many years have Ten years have been like a dream, and I actually did such a sinful thing, Bo Saixi, I'm sorry for you, I'm so sorry for you!"