Thousands of people were slaughtered, old demons were slaughtered, and people slaughtered gods.
These three titles are only used to describe one person, that is, the inconspicuous old man in front of him.
Ye Chen didn't know much about the many powerful Shinto warriors in the Dark Sea, so he didn't know the identity of the golden-browed god who appeared just now.
But now Ye Chen knew this man very well.
There is no other reason for this, because the reputation of this old demon Tu in the world of true spirits is too great.
Tu Lao Mo is a genius who emerged from the world of true spirits hundreds of years ago.
In terms of pure talent, this Old Demon Tu is not the strongest. Even within the sect where the Old Demon Tu belongs, there are several young heroes whose talents exceed those of the Old Demon Tu.
In order to obtain all the resources of the sect, Tu Laomo secretly killed several young heroes who were much more talented than him.
But the incident eventually came to light.
The senior officials of the sect where Tu Lao Mo was located were furious, and immediately drove Tu Lao Mo out of the sect, and sent out masters to hunt down Tu Lao Mo.
Tu Lao Mo was hunted down and almost died, but at the most desperate moment, he received the inheritance left by a powerful Shinto senior, and his strength greatly improved.
After gaining great strength, the first thing Tu Laomo did was to return to the sect and trap and kill the entire sect, from the sect master to the new disciples.
Especially those beautiful female disciples, they died miserably after being tortured by him for several days.
It was from that time that the name of Tu Lao Mo began to be known.
After doing so many heartbreaking things, Tu Laomo did not restrain himself, but continued to wreak havoc throughout the true spirit world. If the people he bullied were just warriors, that would be fine.
However, this old demon Tu has no bottom line in doing things. He will kill even ordinary people ruthlessly, and he does not have the demeanor of a master martial artist at all.
The number of people who died at the hands of Tu Lao Mo almost exceeded millions. This Tu Lao Mo has become the murderous maniac with the most murders in the history of the True Spirit World. Even after he entered the realm of Shinto,
The title he received was also the man-slayer of gods.
However, because the reputation of the Old Demon Tu is so cruel, most people, when referring to the Old Demon Tu, will only call him the Old Demon Tu instead of calling him the God of Humans.
It is said that decades ago, Tu Lao Mo massacred a master of the Yang Shen Clan, which angered the Yang Shen Clan. In the end, the Yang Shen Clan sent countless masters to kill the Lao Tu Demon in the depths of the dark sea.
In the past few decades, the Old Demon Slaughter has not appeared. Unexpectedly, the Old Demon Slaughter actually appeared at this time.
Staring at the old demon Tu who was walking slowly in front of him, the Holy Sword of the King in Ye Chen's hand suddenly began to buzz as if sensing Ye Chen's thoughts.
Just now, Ye Chen and Jinmei Shen turned their feud into friendship. Instead of fighting, they became friends.
But facing the Old Demon Tu, Ye Chen knew that no matter what happened today, there would be a battle between him and the Old Demon Tu, and it would be a battle of life and death.
"If I can kill you, I will never be polite." Ye Chen said coldly as he held the King's Holy Sword and watched the Old Demon Slayer walk into him step by step.
Although he is not like the Golden Eyebrow God, who is good at taking care of the injustices in the world, but facing a cruel demon like Tu Laomo, Ye Chen doesn't mind killing him if possible.
"Ye Chen actually took the initiative to provoke Tu Lao Mo, and he really hasn't changed his arrogant nature!" All around, the holy warriors, although they were afraid of Tu Lao Mo, did not leave out of curiosity. They all hid far away and looked at each other.
This way.
Although they resented Ye Chen very much in their hearts, their hatred for Ye Chen was obviously nothing compared to Tu Laomo.
Therefore, many people even began to hope that Ye Chen would kill the old demon Tu.
However, more people hope to see both Ye Chen and Tu Lao Mo lose their ability to fight, so that they can reap the benefits.
Tu Lao Mo came closer step by step from a distance.
His appearance was no different from that of an ordinary old man. His body was stooped, his face was full of wrinkles, he was skinny and skinny, and his eyes were extremely cloudy, as if he might die at any time.
Only the strong and almost undissipable smell of blood on his body reminded Ye Chen at all times that the old man in front of him was indeed the notorious Tu Lao Mo.
"Young people are so popular. Don't think that you are truly invincible if you understand the power of laws in the realm of the holy way. After all, you haven't entered the realm of the divine way yet. You still have to be a little more polite when facing powerful people like us."
Tu Laomo looked like he was relying on his elders to support his elders. He pointed at Ye Chen and kept saying.
Suddenly, he sniffed around a few times and said in surprise: "There is such a strong smell of blood all around. It seems that there must have been a killing here just now. Those people should have been killed by you, Ye Chen, right?"
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Without waiting for Ye Chen to speak, Tu Laomo laughed sinisterly again and said: "This kind of behavior is very suitable to my taste. Ye Chen, I think it is better for you to hand over all the divine talismans on your body."
I paid my respects as a master at that time, and from now on, I will be my disciple."
"If you want to accept me as your apprentice, I have to see if you have the qualifications." Ye Chen looked calm, and the King's Holy Sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and dragon scales even vaguely appeared on the blade.
"Principle of fusion!" Ye Chen held the King's Holy Sword and charged towards the old demon slayer in front of him.
Different from the time when he dealt with these powerful men of the holy way just now, facing the Old Demon Tu, Ye Chen used his most powerful killing move.
The power of the Fusion Law and the King's Holy Sword were fused together, and the power exerted made the Old Demon Slaughter's face suddenly turn ugly.
"Corpse Demon Flower!"
The crutch in Tu Lao Mo's hand hit the ice block under his feet hard.
Suddenly, these crystal clear ice cubes quickly turned into a blood red color. From these blood red ice cubes, special bouquets of brightly colored lotus flowers quickly emerged.
These flowers appeared from the ice, and the flower bones immediately opened with a bang, revealing the countless densely packed, barb-like teeth inside, biting towards Ye Chen.
Before these corpse demon flowers could bite Ye Chen, a stench hit his face, making Ye Chen's body shake uncontrollably.
"What a weird zombie flower." Ye Chen was very afraid of Tu Lao Mo's methods, and he had already discovered that Tu Lao Mo deliberately talked so much nonsense to him just now, which was actually delaying time to arrange these zombie flowers.
Fortunately, Ye Chen took action in time, otherwise, if Tu Laomo's many secret hands had successfully arranged their plans one after another, he would have suffered a big loss.
"You want to stop me with these flowers, Tu Lao Mo, I think you are arrogant." Ye Chen snorted coldly, and his figure rose into the sky, keeping the distance between these corpse demon flowers.
Seeing this, Tu Laomo laughed dryly, and a force of law emerged from his body, holding up the huge ice cap covering several thousand feet, rising into the sky, towards Ye Chen's location
Kill.
At this time, the huge ice block where the Old Demon Slaughter was was already covered with corpse flowers. All of these corpse flowers opened their mouths wide, revealing a mouth full of fangs, which looked scary and scary.
"Ye Chen, this old ghost's fighting method is very special. You have to start paying attention to the strange methods of these powerful Shinto men." Just as Ye Chen was standing in the sky, Nie Zhen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.