Douluo’s Different Fire Becomes God

The black-clothed woman was the only woman in the golden generation of Wuhun Palace who had fought with them two years ago, Hu Liena.

Obviously Hu Liena had also seen them. Tang Yan and Tang San were wearing black cloaks at the moment, and the hoods on the cloaks covered most of their faces. Hu Liena only felt that the two people in front of him were familiar, but did not recognize them.

After a pause, Tang Yan and Tang San looked away, and continued to follow the woman covered in black gauze. At this moment, Tang Yan and Tang San moved at the same time. Tang Yan's body rotated to the right. His powerful right leg turned into a whip and kicked a short man holding a dagger out. Tang San's palm turned into claws and grabbed him. The man’s neck was twisted by the palm of his hand.

The two powerful attacks made the people who had been unkind to them converge, and the two newcomers didn't seem to be that easy to provoke.

"Let's go." Tang San took Tang Yan's hand and followed the black gauze woman away.

Hu Liena looked at the green hair that flashed from the hood, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. The two people felt more and more familiar to him. Is it the two people she thought? But one of them didn't match his body shape, and the other's voice didn't match his appearance. Even the person with green hair is a little different from the boy in his impression.

This has to be said that the special training Tang Hao has given Tang Yan and Tang San over the past two years has changed them more or less, and even Tang Yan's body has become more hostile and powerful.

After walking a certain distance, the woman covered in black gauze said hostilely: "I advise you not to contact that woman, she is not easy to get along with."

"Why?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"That woman has been in the Killing City for a year, and has maintained 16 wins and 16 victories in the Killing Field, and has entered the top 100 in the Killing City. Everyone who fights against her has been beaten by her. Torture." Although the woman covered in black gauze said so, her tone was obviously hostile.

"Can you be in the top 100 with 16 wins?" Tang San was a little surprised. The woman glanced at Tang San, "Mr. Nine-Five 28, do you think the Killing Field is the Great Fighting Arena outside? The people here are facing it. It's a real killing, not a simple battle. Even if you win the game at the end, beware of someone attacking you and killing you when you are exhausted."

"Teached." Tang San smiled faintly, you squeezed Tang Yan's cheek, and stopped talking.

After a while, the woman pointed to the front and said: "The front is the killing field where the core of the killing capital is located."

Tang Yan and Tang San followed the woman's line of sight. At that time, a black circle, or an irregular cone, became narrower as they went up. Only at 30 meters above the ground does it maintain the same diameter and extend upward.

There are no rules in the Killing Fields, as long as you sign up with your ID card, you will start a game when you get ten people. No matter what method is used, as long as the one who survives in the end is the champion.

And if you just watch the battle, you need to provide a cup of Bloody Mary.

Tang Yan and Tang San grabbed two cups of Bloody Mary from the group of people who were about to enter the killing field, and then entered the killing field.

The two poured the Bloody Mary into a huge container, handed the identity card to the woman, and asked her to help them separately register their names, and they were ready to enter the first battle in the killing fields.

Tang San's matches were more advanced than Tang Yan, and when Tang San started the first match, Tang Yan felt a breath. There was some familiar feeling on this breath. Tang Yan knew very clearly that he didn't know the person with this breath, but the familiar feeling made him a little confused.

When both of them ended today's game and returned to their residence with the woman covered in black gauze, the two killed more than a dozen people along the way.

Neither Tang Yan nor Tang San was injured, but both were somewhat exhausted. Tang Yan urged the Zi Huo in Tang San's body to help Tang San restore his spirit power, and he set the whole house into an enchantment with a different fire, transforming it into a different fire and plunged into the ground.

Following the familiar aura he felt in the killing field at that time, Tang Yan sneaked quickly underground. As he progressed, Tang Yan felt an increasingly strong smell of blood coming. Even in the underground, he could feel that it would not be just a few cups of Bloody Mary that could produce such a strong smell of blood.

In the Slaughter City, in a wide and dark room, an exceptionally large chair was inlaid with blue and purple crystals. Other than that, everything was dark red.

Suddenly, the person sitting on the chair moved his fingers and looked at the wall behind the blood pool in front of him. Two blood-colored bright lights burst from his blood-red eyes.

"The visitor is a guest. Since you are here, show up."

The voice fell, but no one appeared, but the blood pool seemed to be boiled, and blood bubbles were gurgling.

Tang Yan's heart slumped, this man is so powerful, he found out when he was so far away. He shook the flame, passed through the wall, and stood in the air as a human being by the skyrocketing fire curtain.

In close contact, Tang Yan could feel the familiar aura he felt more obvious. Tang Yan looked at the blood pool under his feet, "Are you the Slaughter King?"

"I am." The Slaughter King nodded and looked at Tang Yan tightly.

Tang Yan walked from the top of the blood pool to the Slaughter King in the air. His glazed green eyes looked at him curiously, and the Slaughter King shook his head slightly. Such clear eyes were unique in this Slaughter City.

"So you are the Slaughter King. Is the blood in this blood pool the Bloody Mary from outside?" Tang Yan was not afraid that Slaughter King would kill him, so he turned around unsuspectingly and looked at the sticky blood in the blood pool.

The Slaughter King didn't know why, he obviously could take advantage of this time to kill the boy, but he didn't do anything, just a faint "um".

"What do you want so much blood for?" Tang Yan looked back at the tall Slaughter King, wondering if it was an illusion. Tang Yan always felt that the Slaughter King looked a bit like his father.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan stared directly at the face of Slaughter King. The more he looked at Tang Yan, the more he felt that this person looked like his father.

The Slaughter King frowned. Although for some reason he was always unable to attack the boy, the boy's blood thirsty feeling in his body was instantly relieved by the boy's side, and his thinking became clearer.

"What's your name? You wouldn't be called Slaughter King." Tang Yan turned his head and looked around. The dark red here made Tang Yan feel a little uncomfortable. Although the magma world is also red, that red is different from this dark red.

The Slaughter King was taken aback when he was asked, what is his name? He is naturally called the Slaughter King, no, this is just the title given to him by the people of the Slaughter City. His name is... Tang Chen! The Slaughter King pulled out a name he hadn't used for a long time from a long memory.

"Tang Chen." Slaughter King said lightly, "What are you doing here?"

Tang Yan bends his eyes when he hears the words of King Slaughter. His surname is Tang, and he must have something to do with his father! Tang Yan curled his mouth, "I'm just here to take a look, you said your surname is Tang, and my surname is Tang."

"What do you want to say?" Slaughter King asked faintly, looking at the child with green hair and green eyes.

Tang Yan shook his head, leaned in front of King Slaughter, and frowned. The evil aura on this man is too annoying, it should be pure killing aura, but he was stained by these **** colors and became what he is now.

Tang Yan rolled his eyes, thinking that Tang Hao said that the fountain of life was in the city of killing. Tang Yan reached out and held King Slaughter’s right hand, urging the flames in his body to pass into Slaughter King’s body along the place where the two of them held their hands. .

If he can help this person burn away the evil aura from him, can this person give him the fountain of life, or tell him where the fountain of life is?

The Slaughter King changed his face the moment he was held by Tang Yan, and the hot breath from this young man made him feel as if he had been burned. His Adam's apple moved, and he tried to throw Tang Yan out with his hands. However, the next cool breath caused Slaughter King to stop his movements.

Because the cool breath made his body that felt hot and painful suddenly feel comfortable, and even made his blood-dependent strength have a slight breakthrough, but it is too subtle and not easy to detect.

Tang Yan's Zihuo became excited as soon as he entered the body of Slaughter King. He was the flame of life, full of vitality, and had a natural feeling for this evil aura.

Since the Yan of Life was born in the tree of life, he is the continuation of the tree of life, and he is not afraid of death and killing. Because death and killing are part of life, but he hates all evil thoughts.

It's just that there are very few pure killings in the world. Most people will have more or less evil thoughts accompanying killing, either because of greed or desire.

Tang Yan watched Slaughter King's **** eyes gradually fade away, and gradually turned black, and Liuli-green eyes narrowed.

The Slaughter King, or Tang Chen, gradually calmed down. Looking at the child in front of him, Tang Chen thanked God for the first time in his life, and let this child come to the Slaughter City and came to him.

"Thank you." Tang Chen retracted his right hand, "You said your surname is Tang, what is your name?"

"My name is Tang Yan, are you a member of the Haotian School?" Tang Yan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. This man looked a little older than his father. Could he be his father's brother?

"Are you also a disciple of Clear Sky Sect?" Tang Chen was stunned when he heard Clear Sky Sect. He had spent decades in this killing city, and he had not seen the younger generation of Clear Sky Sect. .

"Well, Dad said I am." Tang Yan knew that his guess was correct when he heard what Tang Chen said. This person is really from the Clear Sky School. It's a pity that Dad didn't tell him about the Haotian School, otherwise he would know if this person is Dad's brother.

"Sit down." Tang Chen let out a part of his wide chair, and let Tang Yan sit next to him, "I will see if you show your martial soul."

Tang Yan nodded, stretched out his right hand, and a blue-gold hammer appeared in his hand. Tang Chen squinted his eyes, mutated Wuhun?

"Who is your father?"

"Tang Hao, my father is very powerful. I heard the teacher say that his father is the youngest titled Douluo." Tang Yan said that Tang Hao was immediately proud, but he knew that even the teacher regarded his father as an idol!