"Congratulations! Two young children!" The old and sharp voice sounded from somewhere, echoing in this hell killing field for a long time.

There were also various noises in the stands, calling for the titles they gave Chen Huang and Xiao Shan. However, the names were not good at all, one was a one-boxing champion and the other was a magic vine girl. So, the two of them pretended that they didn't hear it.

In the air, a middle-aged man wearing a dark red cloak, pale complexion and red eyes slowly fell down. This man was the king of the capital of killing, the king of killing, and the controlled great-grandfather of Xiaoshan, Tang Chen.

"King of Killing! King of Killing! King of Killing!..." Most of the people in this city of Killing are fanatical believers of the King of Killing and worship him. The atmosphere at the scene was also extremely fanatical.

The King of Killing pulled his sharp voice and said, "I am very happy that two powerful people from Yum today appeared in the City of Killing. I believe you have already felt their powerful power and their murderous aura, right?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Looking at the almost crazy worship of the King of Killing in the stands, Chen Huang seemed to have discovered some clues, as if it was because of drinking "Bloody Mary" every day, so these people could not get rid of the King of Killing's control over them.

"One punch king, Demon Vine Girl, in order to commend your yummy achievements, I decided to award you the title of God of Killing and invite you to become the guest ministers of the City of Killing, so that you can live in the City of Killing for life, and even go to the City of Killing freely." The King of Killing seems very generous, but in fact he is a very petty figure.

Chen Huang thought to himself, you might as well not call such an ugly title. He said, "King of Killing? Do you still remember the name Tang Chen?"

The King of Killing seemed to be stunned for a moment, and was really thinking about the name Tang Chen, and he always felt a very familiar feeling.

Chen Huang opened his heavenly eyes and saw the blood-red nine-headed bat king in the body of the King of Killing. The blood-red nine-headed bat king was hosted in Tang Chen's body. The fine tentacles were spread all over Tang Chen's body, as if they were absorbing the nutrition from Tang Chen's body. Tang Chen's eyes were like an empty shell.

Chen Huang awakened Tianmeng, who was bored in the sea of ​​spirit, and said, "Brother Tianmeng, help me and destroy this bat."

Tianmeng said excitedly: "Okay, I finally have something to do. I'm going to be crazy for such a long time."

"Soul Shock!"

"Soul Shock!"

Chen Huang even used the metal plate of mental power divergent.

Two soul attacks took advantage of the loss of the killing king and attacked the bat.

"Ah!!" The King of Killing shouted in pain, holding his head.

The believers in the stands seemed a little confused. What happened to the King of Killing? Could it be that the One-Press King and the Magic Vine Girl had tampered with him?

Immediately afterwards, the king of killing emitted a unique harsh sound wave from his mouth. Xiaoshan covered her ears because she was relatively close.

Tianmeng said: "This bat has a good age, but fortunately it is not of mental power."

Chen Huang felt that he was weak and finally destroyed the soul of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King. Indeed, although this Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King has parasitic abilities, it was not achieved through his own strength.

After the death of the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King, there was no soul ring on it, which is a pity.

Chen Huang felt that this blood-red nine-headed bat king may be a beast of different systems from the soul beast, such as the ten Fiery Sun Snakes in Hell. After being killed, they will only drop an inner elixir, but after the inner elixir is absorbed, it can also provide a soul ring.

But it can also be seen that this snake is worthy of being a foreign species and is completely different from a soul beast.

At present, although the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King is dead, Tang Chen is still a little confused. According to his habits when he is controlled, he will attack Chen Huang and Xiao Shan.

Chen Huang was also shocked, and he quickly stared at Tang Chen's eyes with the eyes of suggestion, and his cold sweat fell.

The hint he gave to Tang Chen was very simple. You are called Tang Chen, we are from Haotian Sect and your descendants.

Over and over again, Tang Chen's expression gradually became clear.

"I... it's Tang Chen, you... are my descendants?" Tang Chen said intermittently, but Chen Huang and Xiao Shan showed joy on their faces. There was no better news than this.

Xiao Shan said excitedly: "Great-grandfather, I am Tang Shan, the daughter of Tang Hao, and your great-granddaughter. This is Chen Huang, and Tang Hao's disciple."

"Tang Hao? You said Tang Hao!" Tang Chen's voice became louder and louder, contrary to the previous voice of the King of Killing.

"Are you Hao'er's daughter? And Hao'er's disciples? His daughter is so old?" Tang Chen stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched Xiao Shan's head, and Chen Huang's.

"King of Killing!" Several ladies in black clothes and veil, as well as a team of Doom Knights, and their leader rushed over and surrounded the three of them.

"Noisy!" Tang Chen frowned, as if he was interrupted by someone else because of his recognition of his great-granddaughter. He suddenly became bad.

He found a quaint and huge Haotian hammer, and in the future, all the people smashed them into small cakes. The scene was extremely bloody.

"Oh my God! What is the King of Killing doing?"

"He killed his men!"

The stands also became very noisy.

Tang Chen's face was gloomy. He instantly flew to the stands. With a hammer, he smashed the stands into pieces and then started a massacre among the crowd.

In a short while, there was no one in the stands who could speak.

Chen Huang looked at it and it was difficult to find a complete person, which was much scarier than the King of Killing.

Tang Chen was stained with a lot of blood from these people, but because of the color of his clothes, he couldn't tell.

He came to Chen Huang and Xiao Shan and said, "Child, I'm very happy to see you. It's a pity that I was disturbed by these people. Next time I will have a good chat with my great-grandfather. Now, I will open the road to hell for you."

Tang Chen has the highest level of authority here, so he can do what the King of Killing can do now.

Xiaoshan smiled and said, "Great-Great-Christian, when we go out, you must tell us your past story."

Tang Chen smiled and said, "Great-home, you must be careful on the road to hell. Although your level is not low, there are still many powerful guys in the road to hell."

Tang Chen waved his hand and the blood from the hell killing field gathered into a river, gradually turning into a blood-red bat mark. In a blink of an eye, Chen Huang and Xiao Shan were teleported to the real road to hell.

It seems to be an underground tunnel, but it carries a lot of dangers.

Chen Huang looked at the slender path that could only accommodate the width of his feet, extending outward, and didn't know where it led.

Chen Huang said to Xiao Shan: "Be careful."
Chapter completed!