From Douluo to God

"How is it possible!" The Slaughter King roared in his heart, "Could it be possible that none of my tens of thousands of subjects can defeat the seven Titled Douluo?"

But the fact is that, the inexplicable feeling of death in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, making him feel like sitting on a needle blanket.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, like a cold poisonous snake, watching Tang Sanqi and the others who were slaughtering in blood, various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

"Little San, these fallen people are crazy!" Dai Mubai roared angrily, unceasingly cast the white tiger split light wave.

This is his long-distance attack skill, and it doesn't consume a lot of soul power. It is enough to kill these soul masters whose soul power is much lower than his.

Ma Hongjun's mouth kept spewing out phoenix fire, and from time to time, fireballs fell from the sky, harvesting the lives of these fallen people in large numbers.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar stood at the back, allowing their partners to maintain their peak condition at all times.

Except for Tang San, all of them became extremely anxious.

Those fallen people were really crazy, they rushed over without fear of death, throwing their soul skills all at once.

Tang San frowned, an unprecedented sense of crisis lingered in his heart.

If this continues, they will definitely die here.

First, his soul power was exhausted by these fearless guys, and then he died in the hands of the Slaughter King.

"Catch the thief first! Oscar, Flying Mushroom Sausage." Tang San let out a low growl, his voice echoing in his partner's ears.

Six sausages were thrown from Oscar's hands and landed in the hands of Tang San and the others.

Tang San and the others immediately ate the flying mushroom sausage.

The rest of them already understood what Tang San meant, that the Slaughter King had to be dealt with first.

Obviously, these fallen people have lost their minds under the control of the Slaughter King.

If the Slaughter King is not dead, he cannot solve this deadly dilemma.

"Get up!" Tang San roared violently, wings appeared behind the seven of them, and they rushed up to a height of [-] meters in an instant.

The dense soul skills blasting towards them disappeared immediately.

Except for those fallen people who have the ability to fly, the soul skills of those fallen people on the ground can no longer attack them.

The pressure dropped suddenly.

Tang San and the others flew extremely fast, rushing towards the Slaughter King.

"Fusion technique." Tang San secretly transmitted the voice.

The fusion technique is the seven-in-one fusion technique created by the master according to the characteristics of the six of them. Headed by Tang San, it can exert extremely terrifying power.

In the process of quickly approaching the Slaughter King, Dai Mubai and the others lined up behind Tang San like a long snake, with their palms resting on the body of the person in front, surging spirit power surged forward.

Under the boost of Ning Rongrong's soul skills, each of them's soul power has reached level 96 or above, and with the seven-in-one fusion skill, it is enough to defeat a Peerless Douluo.

Back then, Bo Saixi, with the help of the endless power of the sea, had an endless supply of soul power, but was still defeated by the seven-in-one fusion technique.

The Slaughter King's complexion changed slightly, and the auras of the Shrek Seven Monsters instantly merged together. The aura was earth-shattering and made him feel a strong crisis.

As soon as he moved his footsteps, he fled towards the killing capital.

"Kill them for me, at all costs." He turned around and roared.

However, those fallen people on the ground couldn't attack Tang San and the others with their spirit abilities, and a very small number of fallen people with flying ability were easily dealt with by Tang San as soon as they flew up.

The strong sense of crisis stimulated the Slaughter King's nerves, and the feeling of death became stronger and stronger, so he had to choose to run away.

Even if he is extremely confident in his own strength, he is not willing to take that risk.

"King of Slaughter, you can't escape!" Tang San's extremely cold voice sounded.

He held the Seagod Trident with one hand, stabbing towards the sky, and extremely terrifying soul power fluctuations surged on the trident.

Under this huge soul power, the trident was recovering rapidly, emitting an extremely terrifying coercion and aura.

Looking at the Slaughter King fleeing crazily below, the corners of Tang San's mouth curled up.

King of Slaughter, that's all!

He thought how powerful the Slaughter King was, but now it seemed that he was just a clown.

He didn't even have the courage to fight them head-on.

"Today, the Slaughter City will disappear from this world." Tang San's eyes flashed coldly.

The speed of the seven of them became extremely fast under the boost of Ning Rongrong, not slower than the speed of the Slaughter King.

At this time, they chased the Slaughter King and rushed into the empty city, and those law enforcers and fallen people were still at the city gate, far away.

The Slaughter King looked up, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely.

He had never suffered such humiliation before, and was hunted down like a bereaved dog.

Although the attack Tang San was preparing at this time was powerful, the Slaughter King still had the confidence to take it.

It's just that the death crisis that appeared in his heart for no reason became more and more intense, making him have to run away.

Under Tang San's pursuit, the Slaughter King crossed the entire city, appearing at the end of the city.