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He casually threw the seriously injured Tang Hao onto the back of the bone dragon. During the whole process, Tang Hao had no room to resist and could only stare at the Netherworld Douluo, trying to remember his appearance.
After ensuring that Tang Hao wouldn't die, Hell Douluo turned to look at Xu Yunxiao and the others, his eyes flashing crimson as he spoke in a hoarse voice, "If you want to kill me, then come and try!"
Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, four black and one red, emerged in circles, mixed with the powerful soul power of level ninety-seven. Xu Yunxiao knew how difficult the evil soul master was to deal with, so he didn't dare to be careless and lit up the seventh soul ring as soon as he arrived.
The whole person suddenly swelled up like a balloon.
The true form of the martial soul, Zihuang, destroys the sky dragon!
"You want to stop me by yourself? That's not enough!" The earth-shaking dragon roar echoed in the sky, and the even more terrifying six black and three red nine soul rings surrounded him. The Netherworld Douluo looked at Xu Yunxiao with disdain, and actually took Tang Hao away without caring, leaving his back completely exposed to the other party.
"court death!"
Thousands of meters in the sky, two giant shadows filled with the breath of destruction and death collided with each other, and the sky began to tremble because of them.
Pitch-black cracks spread across the sky like spider webs. Endless forces gathered madly, invading, devouring, crushing, and then annihilating each other, as if the end of the world had come.
"Tianyang is so cruel, he even killed his own father so ruthlessly!" In Xu Tianyang's spiritual sea of consciousness, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm couldn't help but sigh as he watched Xu Yunxiao trying hard to kill Netherworld Douluo, but his attacks were easily resolved one by one by him.
Ice Emperor's eyes twitched slightly, and he turned his head away to avoid looking at this awkward scene.
After his spiritual realm became tangible, the power Xu Tianyang could mobilize became even more terrifying. Even when facing the ninety-seventh-level Xu Yunxiao, he still seemed at ease controlling the Undead Bone Dragon.
"Boom boom boom!"
The people below Mingdu breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Netherworld Douluo being besieged by Xu Yunxiao, Mu Mengyu and others, but flying farther and farther away and finally escaping completely.
Finally survived!
As everyone left, Mingdu, which had been "bustling" all night, finally returned to its former tranquility.
The bishop of the Spirit Hall branch in Mingdu felt a catastrophe was imminent and nearly fainted. Two of his priests had actually been murdered by the thief Tang Hao in Mingdu. This, this, this...
Once this report was transmitted to the Worship Hall, he had already guessed what kind of wrath the Worship Hall would unleash, and he, a small fry, was afraid that he would also be implicated.
...
At night, the refreshing night breeze blows the leaves, leaving behind a patchwork of swaying shadows of trees under the moonlight.
"This Great Sumeru Hammer is simply committing suicide. No wonder it can unleash such terrifying power."
Looking at the Great Sumeru Hammer extracted from Tang Hao's mind, Ice Emperor was stunned with shock. How could someone in this world be able to create such a suicidal soul skill?
Is he trying to kill himself?
"By the way, can a mortal really create such a terrifying soul skill?"
"Who knows!" Xu Tianyang smiled without comment. The performance of the ring explosion was a divine skill that could actually transcend the gap between gods and mortals, allowing Tang San to have the strength to fight against Qian Renxue after she became a god.
It is unknown who created the Great Sumeru Hammer. Each generation of the Great Sumeru Hammer was only passed down to Haotian Douluo. However, now this magical skill is about to change its name.
With the spiritual means of him and Tianmeng Ice Silkworm, it was easy for him to pry open the spiritual sea of consciousness of the half-crippled Tang Hao.
"Given his physical condition, he was able to survive after using the Great Sumeru Hammer. That last Blue Silver Emperor Soul Ring really played a huge role." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm put his chin in his hands and looked Tang Hao up and down. In his spiritual perception, a subtle source of life slowly flowed out from deep within his body, nourishing Tang Hao's broken body.
"Hmph! He's still guarding the Blue Silver Emperor even after his death, and this is how he treats his wife? I really feel sorry for the Blue Silver Emperor." The Ice Emperor glanced at Tang Hao with disdain, his words full of disgust.
"In my opinion, we should just kill him directly. He still has six soul bones on his body. With these gains, our efforts tonight will not be in vain." Ice Emperor's eyes turned and he said in a cold tone.
"I still have use for him, so let's keep him alive for a while longer." Xu Tianyang shook his head, raised his fingertips, and a silver airflow flowed into Tang Hao's body and disappeared.
A silver pattern flashed across his forehead.
Tang Hao slowly woke up from his coma. Regardless of his almost broken body, he sat up suddenly almost subconsciously and looked around.
The first thing that catches your eye is a bonfire. The flames burn the firewood, making crackling sounds, and small sparks burst out in the burning.
Next to the fire, Netherworld Douluo was sitting there quietly, his eyes closed as if he was thinking about something.
The huge undead bone dragon lay there quietly around him, with two balls of ghost fire faintly lit in its huge pupils, looking towards Tang Hao.
"You're awake." The hoarse voice of Hell Douluo sounded in Tang Hao's ears.
Turning his head and meeting the other person's scarlet eyes, a figure suddenly flashed through Tang Hao's mind.
In the scarlet killing field, the King of Killing sat high on the throne, exuding tangible murderous aura.
"Why did you save me?" Tang Hao frowned and looked at Netherworld Douluo. There was no benefit without a reason. The other party must have some ulterior motive.
"Because we are the same kind of people." The Netherworld Douluo grinned and stared at Tang Hao quietly.
"You are an evil soul master. How could I, Tang Hao, associate with someone like you?" Tang Hao did not hide the disgust in his eyes, even though the other party had just saved his life.
"Hehehe, since you can walk out of the City of Slaughter, do you think the blood on your hands, Tang Hao, will be less than mine? Don't deceive yourself. The domain of the God of Killing is the best proof." Netherworld Douluo couldn't help but sneered.
"Everyone in the City of Slaughter is guilty of heinous crimes. How can they be compared with you, the fallen soul masters who kill people wantonly? Don't confuse people." A scarlet light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes.
"I won't argue with you. I saved your life. How do you plan to repay me, Haotian Douluo?"
"You want me to help you? Wishful thinking."
"Really?" A flash of crimson flashed across Netherworld Douluo's eyes, and he slowly said, "Yuexuan, Holy Soul Village, Shrek..."
"Enough, I promise you." Without waiting for Netherworld Douluo to finish, Tang Hao suddenly shouted, with unspeakable fear flashing in his eyes.
"Hehehe, don't worry. Although I am an evil soul master, I still have a bottom line when it comes to my allies."
"What you have to do is simple. Take this to the Hell Road in the Killing City."
A snow-white medicinal herb was brought to Tang Hao. It was completely white, and every leaf seemed to be dripping with water. It was slender and curved, looking like a swan's neck.