Chapter 234: Immortal Herb for Killer God! Secret Operation!

When Tang Hao wanted to challenge the Hell Road, the King of Slaughter chose to take action.

The result.

The fact that Tang Hao can stand here already explains everything.

"Enough!" The King of Slaughter shouted: "What do you want to do in my Slaughter City?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Tang Hao said as a matter of course: "Of course, it is to let my son obtain the Killing God Domain. Otherwise, would I still reminisce with you?"

The King of Slaughter had expected it, but put away the Flame Cloth.

Nodding and saying -

"Okay."

"In the next few days, as long as you can still fight, the king will arrange an opponent for you."

"After you win 100 consecutive games, the king will personally open the Hell Road and send you away from the Slaughter City."

"During this period, you are not allowed to do anything else."

"Deal?"

Unexpectedly "easy to talk to".

But it also indirectly proves that the King of Slaughter is a fake.

Since he is so considerate, Tang Lan can't help but be polite, right?

He took out the fairy grass melon and golden dragon.

When feeding the Ironback Dragon, only one tenth of it was consumed.

"This thing is the Fairy Grass Golden Sweet Potato Dragon."

Tang Lan introduced--

"The so-called fairy grass is a fairy herb that absorbs the essence of the sun and moon of the heaven and earth."

"This sweet potato golden dragon has the ability to turn over the earth dragon. After using it, it can not only control the power of the earth, but also has the effect of strengthening the body."

"I hope to use it in exchange for the Lord of Slaughter to help me a little."

Although the King of Slaughter pretended to be calm, his eyes were staring at the sweet potato golden dragon.

The instinct of the soul beast made it impossible for it to refuse.

And.

Although this body is that of a 99-level peerless Douluo, decades of corrosion have left it riddled with holes.

Before meeting a more suitable one, it still needs to be well maintained.

But

"How can this king be sure that what you said is true?" The King of Slaughter questioned: "The commotion you made these two days is not small!"

The implication.

I suspect that Tang Lan is fooling people again.

Tang Lan smiled without saying anything and threw the sweet potato dragon.

The King of Slaughter caught it steadily.

He touched it with his own hands and confirmed that the sweet potato dragon was real.

He was certain in his heart.

"What favor?" The King of Slaughter restrained himself and said, "As long as it does not involve the foundation of the City of Slaughter, I can consider it."

"It's very simple." Tang Lan smiled and said, "Your Excellency should know that my father is feeding the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, right?"

The King of Slaughter nodded and guessed something.

"Yes, it's what you think."

Tang Lan affirmed--

"After I leave, please help me feed this Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and try to evolve it as long as possible."

"I will come back to take it away in about a year."

"As a reward, this sweet potato dragon is only part of it."

"When I come to take back the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger later, I will pay you a maximum of one fairy grass suitable for you according to its evolutionary years."

"How?"

Feeding the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger?

This is not simple.

There are not many other things in the City of Slaughter, but there are many soul masters!

"No problem." The King of Slaughter agreed immediately: "All the corpses of soul masters produced in the Slaughter City will become its food."

The reason why he agreed so straightforwardly was that he even temporarily gave up feeding the blood river.

It was to tell Tang Lan - remember to bring fairy grass next time.

"Happy cooperation."

Tang Lan stretched out his hand.

The King of Slaughter did not doubt him and shook hands with Tang Lan.

The deal was done.

Tang Lan left the palace with a happy mood.

Until he walked away.

Tang Hao could not help but say: "Son, to feed the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Daddy is here, don't waste a fairy grass, right?"

That's the fairy grass!

It's so cheap?

What a loss!

"Isn't this to free you, Daddy, so that you can accompany Mom." Tang Lan explained.

Tang Hao smacked his lips and covered his heart.

It was still a little painful.

But things have come to this point, so I won't comment any more.

Tang Lan smiled mysteriously.

This sweet potato golden dragon was given to the King of Slaughter, of course, not to liberate Tang Hao.

But

to strengthen Tang Chen's body.

Tang Chen had been parasitized by the bloody nine-headed bat king for decades, and his body had long been riddled with holes by the poison.

In the original work.

He was awakened by Tang San's Sea God's Light and regained his 99th-level peerless Douluo's strength.

He also completed the Eight Tests of the Asura God and obtained a large amount of the inherited power of the Asura God.

The huge energy made him overwhelmed and his body collapsed on the spot.

He was shocked when he met Poseidon.

This shouldn't be supplemented to the ancestor, and continue to be his backer?

Then he returned to his residence.

He saw the killing messenger just now, and sent a storage ring.

"This is what the master ordered me to send, please check it."

Tang Lan took the storage ring and scanned it with his mental power.

Oh wow!

They were all corpses.

A full storage ring, with more than a hundred.

And they were all "high-end goods" above the Seven Ring Soul Saint.

With the "vacuum preservation" function of the storage ring, it is impossible to tell how long they have been dead.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that these unfamiliar faces have been stored for a long time.

Hmm.

Could it be that the blood-red nine-headed bat king has some strange habits?

Tang Lan threw the storage ring to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

He took out another storage ring and stuffed it into the Killing Messenger.

He instructed: "In the future, you can just give these things directly to it."

"Yes! Sir!"

The Killing Envoy said respectfully——

"Tomorrow's contestants have been arranged for you, sir."

"Please just kill him when the time comes."

"Someone will bring the body to you later."

The implication.

Give the Hell Killing Field a face, don't always "earn extra money" yourself.

Tang Lan was still happy and relaxed, nodding happily.

"That's fine, I'll take my leave first."

After getting the consent.

The Killing Envoy bowed to Tang Hao and Tang Lan, and left the Tangmen Inn facing the two.

Tang San on the side.

Looking at the respectful Killing Envoy, his eyes turned.

"Brother!"

"Did you reach a deal with the King of Killing?"

There was nothing to hide, Tang Lan briefly explained.

Tang San's eyes sparkled!

Just about to speak.

"Pah!"

It was another familiar big fight, and Tang San was slapped to the floor.

"Don't let your imagination run wild!"

"The King of Slaughter only arranges opponents for you."

"But if you want to get the title of God of Slaughter, you still have to beat your opponent."

"With your strength as a four-ringed Soul Sect, any five-ringed Soul King will be enough to defeat you, let alone a six-ringed Soul Emperor or a seven-ringed Soul Saint."

"If you want to die, just go and sign up."

"No one will stop you!"

Tang San touched the back of his head and grinned.

It hurt and he was angry!

"Since the King of Slaughter can arrange opponents, why can't he arrange some for me whose level is close to mine?"

Tang Hao glared!

You little jerk, you really have an imagination run wild!

I don't want to--

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