Chapter 143 Recovering Tang Chen
A giant sword across the sky!
A sword fell!
As the heaven and earth shook, the entire city of slaughter began to shake wildly like an earthquake.
At the same time, Hu Liena quickly appeared here, and when she saw the devastated battlefield, she was stunned where she was, unable to believe what such earth-shattering thing had just happened.
The dust cleared.
Wang Quan Wumu stood here, his Taoist robe fluttering without wind, and the energy emanating from his body also caused the stone walls on both sides to explode inch by inch.
The King of Killing not far away was trembling all over at this moment. He seemed to be crying and laughing, and his whole body was extremely crazy.
At this time, the King of Slaughter was covering his head, and the recent painful memories made him kneel on the ground.
The Killing Messenger cried with great worry. In the entire Slaughter City, her favorite was the King. Now seeing the Slaughter King in such pain, she burst into tears.
I don't know how much time passed, but the aura of the Slaughter King suddenly changed, and all the restlessness and struggle on his body stopped.
"Hahaha, I'm finally back, hahaha, I didn't expect that after so many years, I would have turned into this ghostly appearance."
The King of Slaughter looked at his blood-stained hands and laughed like crazy, which shocked many people. They all thought that the King of Slaughter had gone completely crazy.
As the original body of the Slaughter King gradually disappeared, it was replaced by one of the peerless Douluo today, Tang Chen!
Tang Chen is tall, with black hair and black eyes, handsome appearance, deep eyes, and an old and thick voice, like a majestic old man
His voice has changed a lot compared to before. It is no longer sharp and evil, and has become old and thick. It does not sound like the voice of a middle-aged man at all, but more like the voice of a majestic elder.
The Killing Messenger looked at the changes that had taken place in the king, and was also stunned on the spot, a little at a loss, and did not understand why the king had changed his appearance.
“Shura, what a Shura, hahahaha, I didn’t expect that I would be troubled by you for decades, decades…!!”
Tang Chen's eyes became moist. He looked at the Slaughter City unwillingly and said self-deprecatingly, "Decades of time passed in the blink of an eye, and I was trapped here for decades because of your inheritance. I still failed to pass your test. This is not about right or wrong, maybe it's time and luck."
Tang Chen looked up to the sky and screamed. Two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. While his whole body was trembling, he wished he could completely destroy the city of killing right now.
Turning around, Tang Chen looked at Wang Quan Wu Mu who was not far away, sighed deeply, and then bowed to him and thanked him: "Thank you for saving my life, my friend. I am very grateful."
"If it weren't for the impact of your god-level martial spirit, my true nature would never have awakened. I would have lost myself in that evil blood and been controlled by evil thoughts. And I would have achieved this demigod body. Although it's all too late, I am content to be able to wake up."
"Back then, because of a promise, I devoted all my energy to breaking through and becoming a god. However, it was too difficult to become a god. Only the power of faith accumulated over thousands of years can help the top powerhouses become gods physically. .
Thousands of years are really too long for me. Who can be sure how long I can live? Seize the day and night. Therefore, I chose another path, looking for a god to inherit. "
"There are many gods in this world, but only the true Lord God can leave his divine aura behind when transcending this world to find his successor.
However, this situation is extremely difficult. It is so difficult to find the divine thoughts left by God. Even if I thought I had the ability to see through heaven and earth, it was still difficult to find any clues. It was not until I entered the City of Slaughter that I finally found the breath of God. That was the Shura God. "
Mentioning the Shura God, Tang Chen punched the table in front of him with his fist. At the same time, he stared at his bloody eyes and said, "When I was going through the eighth test... I was actually disturbed by the Rakshasa God's spiritual thoughts, and was eventually killed by Jiutou. The Bat King became parasitic and eventually became the current King of Killing."
Tang Chen turned his back to Chu Yuan, staring at the throne in front of him, and said calmly: "I didn't expect that the blood-red nine-headed bat king would parasitize so deeply. Not only did it interfere with my mind, but it also occupied my body."
"Now, I finally have control over my body... but my body... is already exhausted."
Tang Chen looked at his hands. As a peerless Douluo, he could already feel the changes in his body. He thought that it would not be long before he would die from the poison in his body.
Wang Quan Wu Mu asked: "What are your plans next?"
"Let's go to Poseidon Island."
Tang Chen gently stroked his chest, knowing that his body could no longer withstand such an attack. If he could not recover as soon as possible, he might not even be able to see Poseidon for the last time.
Wang Quan Wu Mu nodded and said, "Your body can only last for three years at most. Are you sure you have thought it through?"
"Haha, three years is enough for me."
Tang Chen put one hand behind his back and said softly, "My body is about to collapse. I am satisfied to be able to live for three years."
"Now that I am leaving, the management of the City of Slaughter...will be handed over to you."
Tang Chen looked at Wang Quan Wumu in front of him.
Although becoming the King of Slaughter requires staying in the City of Slaughter forever, the Sword of Royal Power has a feeling that it can absorb everything. Perhaps, the Sword of Royal Power can replace the King of Slaughter and rule the world.
Wang Quan Wu Mu wanted to refuse, but he saw a drop of blood dripping from Tang Chen's forehead and then merged into the Wang Quan Sword. As the blood merged, Wang Quan Wu Mu suddenly felt as if a small world appeared in his heart.
And this small world is now the city of killing.
Every person inside is in his heart. As long as he wants, a thought can make them release their soul skills, or make them unable to improve their strength forever.
Thinking of this, Wang Quan Wumu seemed to know something, and immediately raised his head and looked at Tang Chen in front of him and said: "See you later, I will go to Poseidon Island to meet you in the future."
"Hahaha, OK." Tang Chen smiled and said, "Then let's meet again in the future."
Tang Chen turned around and looked at everyone in the City of Slaughter, as well as the Slaughter Messenger who was kneeling on the ground and crying.
At this moment, there was almost no expression on Tang Chen's face. After all, this place had brought him unprecedented pain.
Because of this, Tang Chen has no feelings for the buildings and humans here.
(End of this chapter)