Chapter three hundred and eighty eighth one year to kill and
"Tang Hao has been practicing for as long as you have been practicing, and he is also a ninety-fifth level pure strength titled Douluo. If he is healthy, he will have at least a ninety-sixth level of cultivation."
Bibi Dong comforted Yan softly from the side, and said softly: "You are the Soul Saint now, and it is already very good to defeat him. If you are on the same level as him, even if he uses the so-called ring explosion, you will not be able to defeat him."
Is your opponent."
"I know, I don't even need to reach the Title Douluo level. As long as I reach the Contra level, I won't be afraid even if he uses a ring explosion. But I am very interested in this method."
A confident smile appeared on the corner of Yan's mouth, and then he said: "Although Tang Hao and Tang San were let go this time, the tracking method I engraved on Tang San is not so easy to remove, and they can't escape.
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I only give them one year, and within one year they will be hunted down by Wuhun Palace non-stop. Only by using the method I gave them, can Tang San be able to rise to the level of Soul King. However, if he really uses that method, it will not only damage his potential, but even damage his potential.
Both health and lifespan are affected.
Normally they wouldn't choose that way, but as long as their other options are cut off, they can only do what I want. The Tiandou City Spirit Temple has already made arrangements."
Bibi Dong nodded, then showed a hint of doubt, "Salas and I have confirmed again that nothing will go wrong. If Tang Hao and Tang San dare to approach those two places, they will definitely be guarded.
The offering was made on the spot.
But I’m a little bit curious as to what’s so special about those two places.”
"The waterfall outside Tiandou City is where Tang Hao's wife is. The Blue Silver King back then was not completely dead, and was recovering there. As for that forest, there was the ancient Blue Silver King. If Tang San was allowed to get close,
It’s not good.”
Yan explained briefly, then stared at the direction where Tang Hao and Tang San and his son were leaving, "I gave Tang San one year to improve his strength, but I didn't want him to awaken his martial soul for the second time. He wants to be promoted to the Soul King.
You have to follow the method I gave you.
A year of hunting is enough for them to figure things out. They can't solve the tracking mark left on Tang San, so Tang Hao will naturally find a way to send him somewhere out of our reach."
"City of Killing."
Bibi Dong accepted Yan's words. She thought Yan's plan was somewhat flawed before, but now she feels more confident after hearing these explanations.
Yan nodded, "Yes, it's the Killing City. Tang San is still a little too weak now, and Soul Sect is looking for death if he enters, so I gave him a year to let him recognize some realities. He can't escape."
Hunted."
"I see."
Bibi Dong nodded, the two of them did not continue talking, Wuhun City's elite competition is also continuing. The world will never revolve around one person, without Tang San, the competition must still continue, but Lan Ba is missing the main force
, the result is naturally not very wonderful.
…
A year later, in the northwest of the Tiandou Empire, deep in a slightly barren mountain range and in a dense virgin forest, intense fluctuations in soul power continued to overflow.
Deep in the forest, a figure like a dragon could be vaguely seen moving around. While his body was constantly rotating, a small black hammer was flying up and down in his hand.
Opposite this figure is a rather strange 'giant tree'. It looks like just two people with thick waists, but its height and length are astonishingly reaching hundreds of kilometers, with branches branching continuously.
The figure that was being whipped was like a long snake dancing.
Every time the constantly moving figure swung the hammer, a long snake vine whip was directly blown away and broken. With each hammer blow, the terrifying black light could be vaguely seen condensing into a pitch black dragon.
The battle is still going on, and the figure keeps approaching the big tree. Suddenly, the figure stops for an instant, and all the movements are reduced to the last point, and it stops there abruptly, and all the black light is
This moment of concentration exploded.
"Boom~~~"
A black dragon soared into the sky, and countless vines poured down and flew in all directions. The huge black dragon made a strong buzzing sound, which seemed to be roaring and showing its terrifying power.
Tang Hao stood quietly aside, watching this scene, with relief in his eyes and a hint of pain at the same time.
The black dragon turned into a black light and destroyed the giant tree, and countless vines finally exploded into debris that filled the sky and fell. In this chaotic ruins, Tang San's figure reappeared.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand hit the root of the big tree. Along with a trace of black soul light, a dark ten-thousand-year soul ring appeared in front of the father and son.
"Xiao San, your style of Jiujiu Guiyi has gained the power of Haotian's inheritance, and your random cloak hammering technique has been perfected."
Tang Hao walked to Tang San's side and looked at the son in front of him. He couldn't help showing a hint of distress in his eyes. At this moment, Tang San was completely different from before. The aura on his body was full of indifference and coldness. His gray hair was slightly...
The blood-red eyes were filled with hatred.
"This bloodthirsty demonic vine is considered the fifth soul ring suitable for me. Please help me protect it, father."
Tang San nodded towards Tang Hao, and the hatred in his eyes subsided slightly. Naturally, he didn't hate Tang Hao, but the experience during this year of escape made his whole person change.
"Um."
Tang Hao didn't say much. After encouraging Tang San for a while, he jumped to a high place to protect Tang San. Tang San also quickly sat cross-legged to adjust his soul power and refine the soul ring.
During this year, because of the tracking mark that Tang San carried, they were hunted down by the powerful men of Wuhun Palace.
Titled Douluo led the team, and the lowest member was a soul saint. For a while, they didn't even have much time to rest, let alone practice.
Tang San was able to advance to this level in one year only by relying on a secret method note he obtained at a certain time. He sacrificed his own potential and lifespan to advance quickly, and was able to advance to nearly ten levels in just one year.
"Dad, you said last time that when I break through the Soul King, you can let me go to a place where I can quickly improve my strength and temporarily avoid the pursuit of the Wuhun Palace. Where is it?"
About an hour later, Tang San opened his eyes, and his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit changed again, becoming more ferocious, and its aura was like a ferocious beast.
Tang Hao looked at Tang San like this, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but he still said: "Let's hit the road later! Your grandfather discovered that place first, and then I gained the territory there. It was a sinful place
The paradise is also a prison of Wuhun Palace."
"The prison of Wuhun Palace?"
Tang San looked at his father in surprise. Since it was a place belonging to the Spirit Hall, wouldn't he and his son be falling into a trap when they entered?
Over the past year or so, they had seen with their own eyes how many powerful men there were in the Wuhun Palace. No less than fifteen titled Douluo had been chasing them. If they really wanted to fall into the siege of the Wuhun Palace, in Tang Hao's current state, he could still
Protect the two of them and escape again?
Tang Hao continued: "How should I put it? That place is not completely controlled by Wuhun Palace. It should be said that its controller has a semi-cooperative relationship with Wuhun Palace. The two parties have reached some agreements..."
The father and son continued on their way while talking. Shortly after they left, a figure suddenly appeared here. Looking at the direction they left, he silently put the device in his hand to his mouth and reported the target's information.
Latest situation.
Less than half a month later, Tang Hao and Tang San and his son arrived at a small town. The town didn't look big, but as soon as he stepped into it, Tang San felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a little strange.
Tang Hao took Tang San to a tavern in the town and walked in. The air in the tavern was very turbid. Tang San noticed that all the decorations here were black. Although it was daytime outside, when he walked in
Here, there is a cold and dark feeling.
About 30% of the seats in the tavern were occupied. There were few people talking here, so it seemed very quiet.
The arrival of Tang Hao and Tang San and his son attracted a lot of attention, but most of them just glanced at them and passed by them.
Tang Hao found a seat in the corner and sat down with his son. A waiter wearing black clothes and an indifferent expression came over.
Tang Hao didn't order anything for his son. The pursuit for more than a year had given Tang San enough baptism. There was no need for any more Bloody Marys. He glanced at the waiter lightly, and then looked at himself
The son said, "Xiao San, go ahead."
"I'm leaving, Dad."
Tang San nodded, and then faced the waiter's astonished gaze, he struck boldly, and sharp blue silver grass emerged from behind the waiter.
The black-clothed waiter never expected that Tang San would actually take action against him. His pupils gradually dilated, and the bloody bluesilver grass swung lightly. His body had been thrown away, and blood spattered in the tavern.
"This is a test, a test given to us by the Killing City. If we kill him, we can enter the Killing City."
I don't know who screamed, everyone's eyes turned red, and they rushed towards Tang San like crazy, but Tang San didn't hold back, as the fifth soul ring flashed, bloody vines passed through
Everyone's chest turned them all into mummies.
Tang Hao said calmly: "You adapted quickly, which makes me feel relieved. Remember, when you enter the killing city, you can only rely on yourself. I will not be by your side, let alone protect you.
Kill everyone who can pose a threat to you. Become the annual champion of the Hell Killing Fields, and I will naturally come to pick you up."
At this time, Tang San suddenly waved his hand, and after pulling out a box from a certain corpse, there was a hint of shock in his eyes, "How could there be such a thing?"
He dragged the body in front of him and searched through the man's body but found no other precious things. He couldn't understand how a guy who didn't even have a soul guide could have such a peerless poison.
"Mistress, what's wrong?"
Tang Hao felt a little strange looking at Tang San like this. In his impression, Tang San was always calm in situations, but he rarely behaved like this.
"It's okay, Dad."
Tang San had doubts in his eyes, but he still put the box into his soul guide, then raised his head and said goodbye to Tang Hao, "Then I'll go."
After he said this, he moved his left hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand. After smashing open the real entrance with one hammer, he entered the dark hole alone and walked into the city of killing.