People are Douluo, breath becomes God

Dynasty Imperial Palace, back garden.

Among the flowers, the little princess Qianqian ordered all the attendants to catch butterflies and bees for her to play with.

In the pavilion separated by a curtain, Zhu Zhuqing was nestled in Wang Jiuxian's arms.

The youthfulness on her pretty face has not completely faded away, but there is a hint of sadness hidden between her brows.

"Brother Jiuxian, I heard from Sister Nana that the spies arranged by Wuhun Palace in the Killing City have all lost contact. Is there something wrong with the Killing City?"

Gently brushing the gauze, Wang Jiuxian touched his chin and said calmly:

"Murder City?"

A vague warmth spread from her long legs. Zhu Zhuqing's rosy face became more and more attractive. She gently pushed Wang Jiuxian's hand, and she slowly stood up and said:

"Itch, don't make trouble!"

"Tell me, what should I do?" He put on the black soft armor battle skirt and adjusted the armor with two swish sounds.

Zhu Zhuqing walked towards the dynasty meeting hall with long legs, ready to talk to Hu Liena about the situation.

Wang Jiuxian was too lazy to get up and shouted to Zhu Zhuqing who was leaving quickly:

"Tell Nana and send secret guards to investigate the Haotian Sect, especially Tang Hao from Haotian Double Star."

It will call people.

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head helplessly.

Tang Hao?

That genius who disappeared for who knows how many years?

Why not Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect?

After Zhu Zhuqing's figure disappeared, Wang Jiuxian sat up and looked in the direction of the Killing City, feeling doubtful in his heart.

A spy from the Killing City?

Without the stimulation of the Poseidon's Light, it would be difficult for Tang Chen to break free from the Rakshasa God's spiritual thoughts, and he would remain a killing machine all his life.

Knocking gently on the edge of the bed, Wang Jiuxian looked at the gauze curtain and thought casually.

Could it be Tang San?

Should not be!

Although Tang San is not dead, without the immortal grass of the Ice and Fire Eyes, the Vast Sea Universe Shield and the Poseidon inheritance, he is almost useless!He is probably still struggling at the Soul Emperor level now!

As for Xuantian Kung and Tang Clan’s hidden weapons?

Without real strength, Tang San couldn't achieve anything famous with just these two things.

No, he couldn't make the Tang Sect's top-ranked hidden weapon at all!

Thinking of this, Wang Jiuxian frowned.

What exactly is the problem?

When it comes to what might go wrong, the only person I can think of is Tang Hao.

This guy's thoughts are deeper than Tang San's, and his forbearance skills are beyond Tang San's reach.If it weren't for Tang San's little drag, he might have... found a place to die.

Since Tang Hao didn't die, he might want to cause trouble.

Wang Jiuxian thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what Tang Hao would do.

In addition, Xiao Qianqian called his father, so he didn't think much about it. He just wanted to send some secret guards out first to observe.

"Father, come quickly. Look, I caught a very beautiful butterfly!" Xiao Qianqian happily held up a butterfly and ran to Wang Jiuxian, showing it to him as if taking credit for it.

"Haha, father, look at it, ah, such a big butterfly, so beautiful. Did my little princess catch it?"

"Of course, I caught it with my own hands!"

Although Qianqian is still young, her soul power is already over level 30.

At such an age and with such strength, even her biological mother Qian Renxue, who had awakened to level [-] soul power, was beyond her reach.

However, Qianqian only had the black armor martial spirit, not the angelic holy sword martial spirit, nor the ancestral martial spirit of the Miao Dao, which was a little surprising to Wang Jiuxian.

Unexpectedly, the quality of the black-armored martial spirit was higher than that of the Miao Dao Ancestor and the Angel Holy Sword.

……

Killing capital.

Tang Hao took Tang San to the killing town.

In the bloody tavern, more than a dozen rough men sneered at Tang San:

"Look at this baby boy, hahahaha, he can't even stand a glass of Bloody Mary, go home and get some milk!"

"How dare you insult my mother, you... all deserve to die!" Tang San's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, haloes of light rose from his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black, and the six haloes released a faint shimmer.

At the same time, a dark blue blue silver grass grew out of the palm of his right hand.This Blue Silver Grass is different at first glance, it has actually transformed into the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit.

There is no fairy grass to nourish the body, no vast sea universe cover, no Xiaowu sacrifice, and no Poseidon inheritance...

Tang San was able to cultivate to the Soul Emperor level at the age of just over [-] just by relying on Xuantian Baolu, which was already very good.

What's more, his combat power is very strong and should be enough to fight against the Soul Saint.

The people in the tavern were a mixed bag, but most of them were of low strength and could hardly even see a Soul King. When they suddenly saw that Tang San was actually the Soul King, they were all stunned, and their reaction was naturally half a beat slower.

Tang San, who was familiar with Xuantian Baolu, followed every warning above, and would go all out even against opponents no matter how weak they were.

So, after using the Blue Silver Emperor to control everyone, he took action with the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand.

With the swing of the Clear Sky Hammer, a cloud of blood mist exploded in the tavern.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San who showed no mercy, nodded with satisfaction, drank the Bloody Mary in his hand, and slowly disappeared into the Bloody Tavern.

The one-sided massacre continued, with Tang San smiling, seemingly immersed in the joy of killing.

Just at this moment, a young man in black walked in outside the door, vaguely similar in age to Tang San.

puff!

The young man in black stretched out his hand and pierced the neck of a drunkard at the door with a sword.He retracted his hand, retracted his long sword, and pulled out a cloud of blood mist, like scattering flowers.

The huge head rolled to the ground with a clang.

Tang San turned his head and glanced at the young man in black, with a very alert look on his face, controlling the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit to spread underground, all the way to the feet of the young man in black.

Looking down at the ground, the young man in black put away his sword, squeezed out a smile and said:

"Brother, don't be nervous. I also came to the City of Killing to experience. I think this should be the entrance to the City of Killing!"

"Experience?" After glancing at the young man in black, and seeing that he had put down all his defenses, Tang San already believed most of his words.

The young man in black has a hearty voice and sincere words:

"Yes, I heard that this is the place of life and death. I have encountered a bottleneck in my practice recently, and I haven't made any deposits for half a year. I heard about the name of the Killing City, so I came here to try my luck. It seems that I have good luck. Hahaha."

Tang San raised the Clear Sky Hammer and smashed open the ground under the counter, revealing the entrance to the Killing City.

He looked at the young man in black warily.

The young man in black smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Tang San to go in first.

However, Tang San did not move, but gave up a position, with the obvious intention of letting the young man in black go down first.

When the young man in black saw this, he walked to the counter and jumped directly into the hole.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Tang San's eyes were filled with purple energy, and he tried his best to activate the Purple Demon Eyes. When he saw that the young man in black had walked along the entrance of the cave for a short distance, he jumped in with confidence.

The young man in black walked for a while, stopped and waited for Tang San halfway.

When Tang San arrived, he walked forward slowly.

In this way, the young man in black and Tang San, one behind the other, arrived at the real entrance of the Killing City in a short time.