Chapter 323 Tang San’s Intention

“What did you say? Flanders!”

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Flanders with a ferocious look on his face and roared, his fingers trembling with anger.

Liu Erlong was also full of disbelief. She glared at Flanders and said:
“Boss Fu, this joke is not funny at all. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you up.”

Flanders also understood the mood of his old companions at the moment. He did not care about their extreme words and lowered his head and sighed.

“I also hope this is fake, but the news has spread throughout the Tiandou Empire, so it can’t be fake.”

“How is this possible? Do you know how many people there are in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan?”

Yu Xiaogang still couldn’t believe it. Although he had packed up and left the sect when he was young, it was the place where he was born, raised and grew up. Now it was gone. How could he accept it?
“Xiao Gang, I’ll go ask around. Maybe it’s just that three people can make a tiger.”

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was on the verge of a mental breakdown, Liu Erlong quickly expressed her idea of ​​going out to find out the truth herself, hoping that Flanders had really made a mistake.

But when Yu Xiaogang thought of the figure from the Spirit Hall, he gradually believed it. The other party’s words at the time were still clearly lingering in his ears.

“If Ning Bei and I unite, won’t it be easy to unify this continent? How much power do you think I will have by then?”

It seems that the woman has now started to put her ideas into action. Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug deeply into the flesh, blood slowly seeped out of his clenched teeth, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

“Bibi Dong, you are so cruel. I won’t let you go.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang fainted due to anger, which shocked Flanders beside him. He quickly stepped forward to support him and began to shake his shoulders.

“What’s wrong with you, Xiaogang? Wake up!”

In the Tiandou Palace, a group of people were gathering in the emperor’s study.

“You all did a great job in this operation. I will inform the Pope and let her remember your achievements.”

“Thank you, miss.”

Gui Ju and the other three all bowed and thanked him. With these words, after this matter is over, even if they cannot be ranked above ten thousand people, they will at least get a few soul bones that suit them.

After a conversation, the four of them returned to the Spirit Hall with the mission accomplished, and the little angel turned his gaze to the man behind him.

“What’s the next step? Take down the Haotian Sect?”

“No rush. According to the time, Ah Dai and the others should have come out of the Slaughter City, and of course that guy as well.”

“Tang San?”

“Ah.”

Compared to Tang San, Ning Bei actually cares more about Ah Dai’s safety. The former has plenty of time to play with him, but it would be a pity if the latter lost his life because of his suggestion.

The little angel obviously saw Ning Bei’s worry, and said with a cold snort:

“It would be better if that little fox died in there!”

Ning Bei was slightly stunned. You are from the Spirit Hall. Why are you yelling at me? Are you dead or alive? Then he realized that this woman was jealous again and thought that she cared about the little fox. “What does she do to me? Ah Dai is an important training target of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. As long as he is fine, it’s fine.”

“Well, you’d better think so.”

The little angel snorted coldly, leaving Ning Bei with a golden back of the head. The arrogant look made Ning Bei smile. She stood up and walked behind the other party, putting her hands on the slender waist.

“I think you have been the emperor for too long and have forgotten who is in charge of this family, right? You still dare to look down on me, I will kill you with my soul.”

“Hey you. Hahahaha, I won’t fight with you anymore, let me go!”

The little angel whose ticklish skin was attacked immediately laughed and begged for mercy. After a while, he glared at Ning Bei angrily as if to say, “I’m very angry.”

Seeing this, Ning Bei secretly thought that this was difficult and quickly changed the subject, with his expression becoming appropriately serious.

“You’ve still got people keeping an eye on Tang Yuehua, right? I always feel that Tang San will come looking for him. Although we can’t do it directly, it’s better to keep track of his movements at all times to avoid being put in a passive position.”

Speaking of serious matters, Qian Renxue also put away her angry expression and said after a moment of silence:

“What if Tang San doesn’t come to find her?”

“It doesn’t matter. The other party will show up eventually. Once he shows up, never let him out of your sight.”

“Well, it’s up to you.”

At the northwest border of the Tiandou Empire, Tang San, who had been out of the Hell Road for more than half a month, was still adjusting his condition in the deep mountains and forests.

“This Killing God Domain is indeed powerful. It can actually directly weaken the opponent’s strength. However, every time this killing intent is activated, it becomes more difficult to control. I can easily become a puppet who only knows how to kill.”

Tang San, who had gone through untold hardships to get out of the City of Slaughter, also successfully completed the test given by the voice in his mind and successfully obtained the Domain of the God of Killing. The cold voice in his mind also issued a second test.

The second of the nine tests of Shura: control!

“Have you found a way to completely control the God of Killing’s domain? This is also in line with the other party’s intention of finding a successor. Otherwise, what’s the point of having a machine that kills everyone it sees?”

Tang San had no doubts about the intentions of the owner of the voice, but he was troubled by how to control the murderous aura. After thinking it over, he decided to wait and see if he could wait for Hu Liena and A’Dai to come out, because the other party seemed to have a way to control the murderous aura, just like in the City of Slaughter, whenever the murderous intent accumulated to a certain level, the two opponents would use inexplicable means to make the murderous aura disappear without a trace.

Of course, Tang San didn’t think that the two would provide him with the method for free. Whether he would rely on strength to force the other party to submit, or use his own unique things in exchange, remained to be considered. The time given for the assessment was still ample, and Tang San didn’t seem very anxious. He could wait.

In the City of Slaughter, on the side of the stands of the Hell Killing Field, Hu Liena, who had already won 100 games, was staring at Ah Dai on the ring, her fists clenched tightly and she looked very nervous, because among her opponents in this ring match, there were three Fallen Soul Douluo-level ones, and the rest were all Soul Saints.

You have to know that even in his 100th soul fighting match, there was only one Fallen Soul Douluo-level opponent.

As expected, Ah-Dai was caught in a tough fight. Not only was the opponent very powerful, but he also shamelessly chose to attack Ah-Dai, the quasi-Soul Emperor, first. Now, dozens of minutes had passed, and Ah-Dai in the center of the ring was covered with wounds and looked very tired, but the only thing that remained unchanged was his determined eyes.

In two years, Ah Dai has developed his self-created soul skill, the Dark Scythe Technique, to the fifth style, but the several Fallen Ones who had watched his battles had prepared in advance and did not lose to this fifth style of the Scythe Technique.

“The sixth move is not yet complete. Do you want to use it? If you fail, you will be in a desperate situation.”

Ah Dai was a little hesitant for a moment. After all, it was extremely irrational to use a move that had not yet been fully developed in such a life-and-death fight, but this was the only solution.

(End of this chapter)