Chapter 408 King of Capital Punishment

"Who are you?"

The first person to ask the question was not Tang San, but Tai Long who was standing opposite Tang San.

He moved his feet carefully, with two thick arms protecting his body. Tai Long, who was inflated, rarely showed a vigilant look, fearing that the blue-haired guy in front of him would suddenly flash and hit him.

No soul ring was seen, which meant that the blue-haired guy did not release his martial soul.

It also meant that the rotating soul ball in his hand was not a soul skill.

Whether it was the high-level soul application skills that only soul masters who had advanced to the level of Soul Saint or above would practice, or the top self-created soul skills that ordinary soul masters could master, or the extremely rare soul bone skills, all of them were thorny and big troubles.

After advancing to the Soul Sect, the power was enough to split mountains and rocks, but now the right fist was aching, reminding him all the time that he must not take it lightly.

Tang San did not mean to answer. His hair color and face had changed. He did not recognize that this man was Tai Long who had appeared in the sacred timeline.

Ignoring the nameless fallen who was on guard, he looked around.

Several houses around were razed to the ground, and the ground was full of big holes made by heavy punches, plus the random trident-shaped footprints and bloody feathers.

It was obvious that Liming relied on speed and skills to delay time with the Fallen until he escaped from Dialga's divine domain and rushed here.

As for the missing stone tablet...

Seeing that Tang San did not answer, Tai Long did not look angry.

For some reason, he always felt that he should not and must not be angry with Tang San. It was like some kind of instinct that was born and deep in the bone marrow. It was the limit to raise vigilance, and it was absolutely impossible to show murderous intent.

"I have no intention of being an enemy of you, unknown soul master. My only target is the Holy Soul Village."

Tai Long, who did not want to fight with powerful soul masters other than Gu You, rarely took the initiative to express his willingness to avoid fighting: "I have never heard of a person like you in the Holy Soul Village. As long as you take the chicken and leave immediately, I can ignore its offense to me."

Tang San did not respond, raised his index finger and pointed at the empty space at the entrance of the village.

"Where did the stele go?"

"Stele? Where did the stele come from?" Keeping a vigilant posture and tilting his head, Tai Long suddenly remembered and said in surprise: "You mean the stele with the words "Holy Soul" written on it?"

"That's right."

Tang San nodded slightly: "Where did it go?"

"I broke it."

Tai Long shrugged his shoulders: "But a small village with a Soul Saint dares to call itself "Holy Soul". If a Titled Douluo comes out in the future, I'm afraid it will be renamed Douluo Village."

Raising his index finger and shaking it contemptuously, he said complacently: "No, no, no, this won't work. The noble soul master can't be underestimated by ordinary people. As a soul master, I think it's necessary to let them face the reality."

At this point, Tai Long's mind flashed, and he thought of a good idea.

"So, do you want to stay and help me destroy this place together?" Tai Long stretched out his hand to Tang San: "I can give you the power to break through the limit of your talent."

'Is this person mentally ill? ’

Tang San found it hard to understand the Fallen’s strange train of thought.

You destroyed my village, damaged my village monument, and hurt my chickens, and you invited me to join you?

How could a Fallen with only four rings have such a big face?

Tailong’s train of thought was very simple, he just wanted to find a new brother to take care of his daily life.

After leaving Tiandou City, Tailong, who became a Fallen alone, changed from asking for help to doing everything himself.

Hunting, boiling water, cooking, washing clothes, and a series of other tasks that the lackeys would take the initiative to do, now have to be done by him alone.

He really couldn’t do it anymore.

But the identity of the Fallen meant that he couldn’t find an ordinary soul master as a new lackey.

If he found a non-soul master, he wouldn’t have to worry about betrayal. The problem was that some soul masters had strange mental cleanliness and would rather be alone than communicate with ordinary people.

It seemed that being with ordinary people would cause soul masters to have an allergic reaction.

Right, Tang Hao.

Therefore, Tang San, who appeared here very "accidentally", became Tai Long's best target.

The soul masters who appeared in the Holy Soul Village, whether they passed by accidentally or lived here for a long time, must not have very good cultivation talents.

Now the soul master academies of all levels have not yet closed. Even if he is a villager of the Holy Soul Village, he is young and not in the academy. At best, he is only a soul master level (referring to level 20 or below).

Tai Long patted his chest muscles and swore that for soul masters who respect strength, homesickness and local complex are all empty things. As long as it can be exchanged for strength, slaughtering the village is just the slightest price.

After all, as long as you have strength, there is no place in the world that you can't go.

Repressing the extremely tempting impulse called "slapping him", Tang San did not easily express his position and attitude.

Compared with killing people directly to vent his anger, it is undoubtedly a more cost-effective operation to extract as much information as possible from him according to Gu You's habit.

"I have never heard of a person like you in the Holy Soul Village"?

The source of this sentence, as an ordinary villager of the Holy Soul Village, Tang San is very curious.

In the original novel, Tang San's soul is possessed at this moment, and his acting skills at the level of an actor are online. There is a bit of curiosity and desire in his eyes. Tang San seems to be really attracted by what Tai Long said, and asked in a trembling voice: "Really, really?"

Even if it is replaced by Gu You, if he does not know Tang San's terrifying talent and potential in advance. Just based on this picture, I am afraid that any human will be deceived.

“Of course.”

Tyrone, who was in urgent need of a new lackey, was no exception. Feeling that Tang San seemed to have taken the bait, he began to talk eloquently.

“Look at this.” Taking out the Book of Depravity given to him by the mysterious man and gently stroking the book cover made of human skin, Tyrone said in an admiring tone: “Look, this beautiful Book of Awakening.”

“Everything in the world is a lie, and the so-called innate soul power that limits the future achievements of soul masters is a lie among lies. The true talent and upper limit never depend on the soul master himself. As long as there are enough opportunities and channels, the shackles of talent can be broken.”

“I, Tyrone of the Power Clan, was just a 37th-level soul master that could be seen everywhere a month ago, but now I am a powerful 41st-level soul master.”

Tyrone’s pride was unreasonable, and Tang San saw the familiar wailing face on the book cover and tried hard to control his face from showing disgust.

The fallen, it turned out to be a fallen with a relationship with the Holy Spirit Church.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Tang San would occasionally recall the few fallen Holy Spirit Church members he had met, and his mouth would be filled with excrement.

Sometimes, in order to achieve the ultimate goal, it is normal to trample on other people's ideals or certain rules.

Tang San himself was like this. In order to realize his ideal of seeing the pinnacle of hidden weapons, he did not hesitate to trample on the rules of the Tang Sect.

If the road to achieving the ideal requires trampling on innocent lives, then Tang San would not agree.

In his previous life, he made three wrathful Tang lotuses, and he did not use any of them on the elders of the Tang Sect. It was he, Tang San, who did the wrong thing, and the elders of the Tang Sect were just following the rules of the Tang Sect.

If one of the two sides really had to die, it should indeed be him, Tang San.

The original Tang San was like this, and now Tang San, who was not influenced by Tang Hao and Yu Xiaogang, but was deeply influenced by Gu You, needless to say.

It's too disgusting. In order to realize his own wishes, he trampled on the lives of others wantonly. It's really disgusting.

Tang San felt sick in his heart, and the next moment, the familiar clan name and name made him slightly stunned.

"The Power Clan? Are you from the Power Clan?"

Tang San was surprised: "Shouldn't the martial spirit of the Power Clan be the powerful gorilla? Why are you the bloodthirsty ape demon?"

Never expected that someone in this remote place of the Holy Soul Village would have heard of the reputation of the Power Clan.

Tai Long couldn't help but straighten his chest and put on an attitude of pride.

But thinking of the situation faced by the Power Clan, Tai Long was instantly discouraged.

Forcing himself to cheer up, Tai Long said, "You're right, my martial soul is indeed the mighty gorilla."

"But that's the past. Since I gained the power of the Book of Awakening, I have evolved my martial soul from the mighty gorilla into a more powerful bloodthirsty ape demon by bathing in blood and flesh."

"Damn Gu You, it's all because of him, it's all because of him, my mighty gorilla has become what it is now!"

Noticing Tang San's gradually widening eyes, Tai Long forced himself to suppress his anger and continued, "No matter what your martial soul is, the Book of Awakening always has a suitable awakening method for you. If you and I use the same awakening method, I can give you this village."

"The blood sacrifice completed by the whole village must be able to awaken a martial soul more beautiful than the bloodthirsty ape demon."

Speaking of this, Tai Long was still a little disappointed.

Because it was his first time as a fallen person, he had no experience in slaughtering a village. He didn't kill fast enough, and a small half of the villagers successfully ran into the deep mountains and forests and disappeared.

Although the remaining sacrifices also successfully evolved the powerful gorilla into a bloodthirsty ape demon, the flesh and blood it sucked was insufficient during the transformation process, so it forcibly drew nutrients from the host of the martial spirit.

The final result was a severe disfigurement that could not be restored.

Of course, now that he has a senior like me, the new younger brother does not have to worry about the problem of disfigurement. With a new younger brother, he also has someone to help with miscellaneous tasks.

As for the possibility of being killed by the younger brother after he grows up, Tailong has never thought about it.

Even the great soul master is not a small soul master. What can he do if he awakens? Can he kill his great soul master?

Just when Tailong was feeling happy, Tang San suddenly interrupted his dream.

"Just in case, I want to ask a question first..."

"You said blood and flesh and blood sacrifice, can't it be that the civilians in the village are used as materials?"

"Of course it is civilians." As expected and a little surprised, Tai Long asked back: "What else can it be?"

". I understand."

Tang San raised his right hand to Tai Long, palm facing the sky with five fingers open, in the dazzling soul light in his hand, a small cluster of blue silver emperors grew vigorously towards the sky.

Tang San's final verdict was: "You really deserve to die."

Two yellow, one purple, one black, four extraordinary soul rings appeared one by one, surrounding the blue silver emperor and moving up and down in an orderly rhythm, directly making Tai Long skip the anger stage and his brain enter the freeze mode.

"You, me, you"

Soul Sect and black ten thousand year soul ring, are these two things really related?

Without waiting for Tai Long to sort out his thoughts, Tang San introduced himself calmly: "Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Emperor, 41st level comprehensive amplification auxiliary spirit master, also a full-field command control spirit master."

"Then, don't move"

"King of Death Penalty."

Under his feet, a circle of blue light instantly expanded, and Tai Long hadn't reacted yet, without any sign, 72 crystal-like blue silver emperors rose up beside him and pierced straight into his body.

As the saying goes, three swords and six holes, now the seventy-two Blue Silver Emperor sticks have left a total of seventy-two holes in Tailong's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-!"

His whole body was covered in splattered blood, and Tai Lung couldn't help but cry out in pain. Unprecedented pain was violently sweeping through his brain from all parts of his body.

If he was given a chance to choose, he really wanted to pass out from the pain.

"You guy!"

The red light in his eyes was surprisingly bright, and Tai Long roared at Tang San with a ferocious expression. He desperately urged the soul power in his body to flow into the soul ring, and vowed to use the newly obtained fourth soul skill to tear this guy named Tang San into pieces.

"Huh?"

"It's strange, isn't it." Tang San said coldly: "You are wondering why you can't use all of it when you clearly still have a lot of soul power in your body."

"The Blue Silver Emperor that penetrates every part of your body has now cut off all the main meridians in your body. Soul power that cannot flow cannot activate soul skills out of thin air."

"Move, move for me."

With his soul power failing, Tai Lung tried to tear the Blue Silver Emperor apart with his physical power. The strength attribute of the bloodthirsty ape demon surpasses that of the powerful gorilla. Even without soul skills, it can easily tear off a few blades of grass.

"Don't try, you can't succeed."

Tang San continued: "Do you think I won't target spirit masters with outstanding physical strength? Every one of your ligaments has been cut off by me. Unless you train your muscles to the point where they can exert force, you won't be able to achieve even the strongest strength." play.”

"No, I don't believe it, move it quickly!"

"Be quiet, stop struggling." Tang San advised: "The King of Punishment is a move specially developed by Xiaoyou for me, specifically used to target his type of soul master."

"Although I didn't choose the Black Jade Divine Bamboo, the King of Punishment is completely useless to him. But you are just an inferior product that is not even one-tenth as good as him, so don't even think about escaping from this beckoning hand."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Quiet!"

After all, the passionate counterattack was an unattainable fantasy. A blue silver emperor rose from the ground and instantly pierced Tai Lung's jaw.

Feeling the slight tingling on the roof of his mouth, Tai Lung's expression instantly froze and he no longer dared to make a sound.

The world finally became quiet. Tang San walked up to Tai Long and said calmly: "Actually, Holy Soul Village, Stone Tablet, and Dawn are just insignificant things to me."

"All I really care about is Grandpa Jack. I don't care about anything else."

Squeezing Tailong's face with his palms, Tang San said gloomily: "But Xiaoyou cares about him. He likes to stand on the haystack and look at the sky and go crazy. He wants to replace the stone tablet in Saint Soul Village with his own name. Dawn is the rooster he named himself.”

"If these things are gone, Xiaoyou will be unhappy. And if Xiaoyou is unhappy, I will be unhappy too."

Dense blue silver emperors grew under Tai Lung's feet, spreading towards him like the roots of a big tree.

"Judging from your tone, someone should have told you that you can take revenge on Xiaoyou by destroying the Holy Soul Village."

"What I said is correct."

Before the Blue Silver Emperor completely covered Tai Long's eyes, Tang San smiled evilly at him.

"Although I'm not good at torture, fortunately I still have enough time to practice."

"I'm looking forward to seeing how long you can endure the pain a hundred times greater while remaining conscious."

"We'll see."