Chapter 577

The edge of Tianxing soul teacher college is in the dense mountain forest.

Two figures standing in the air are facing each other at the moment. They are watching each other, silent and afraid of each other.

One of them is dark night, and the other is a strange figure.

Blood robe, collar Cape, pale face.

There are many strange blood demons on his skin, a sword shaped mark on his forehead and heart, and a pair of blood red wings on his back. He looks like a devil rising from hell.

Whoo!

Wang Jian fell here and looked at the figure with some doubts.

How strong! Who the hell is this man?

He felt that the man seemed familiar, but he was sure that he had never met him.

Eye of exploration!

[King of killing]

Soul power: level 99

[martial spirit: Haotian hammer]

[artifact: Shura sword]

Kill... The king of killing?!

Wang Jian suddenly a Leng, then couldn't help taking a breath of air conditioning, this guy is Tang Chen?!

Why is he here?!

Tang Chen, together with Qian Daoliu and posisi, is one of the three most powerful men in Douluo. He was the former leader of haotianzong and also the former "haotiandouluo". At the same time, he is also the closest one among the three people to Shenlin. It seems that he has passed seven divine examinations

If it wasn't for the fact that the killing city was polluted by the Luocha God, which led to some problems in the inheritance of his deity, and the guide wisdom was hoodwinked and became a puppet dominated by the killing, maybe he had become a deity!

As for why Tang Chen is here

"Is... Because of the last battle?"

Wang Jian looks at Tang Chen's eyes, and he can't imagine why he met Tang Chen here if it wasn't for that.

Whew!

Whew! Whew!

After receiving the news, the strong men of Tianxing soul teacher college came quickly. One after another, they stood behind the dark night, looking at the horrible figure in the opposite direction.

The blood gas and killing intention of the sky make people shudder. It seems that this mysterious man is even more powerful than qiandaoliu!

"Well?"

Tang Hao looked at the figure and a little hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He always felt that this person seemed very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. It was a fragment from deep memory.

Always feel... There is a kind of inexplicable kindness?

wait! Isn't this the king of killing?!

Tang Hao's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. He suddenly remembered the scene that he had opened the road to hell after a bloody battle in the capital of killing a long time ago. That was the only time he had seen the king of killing.

But at that time, his consciousness had already been filled with killing. Long time killing made his consciousness crazy, and his heart became extremely cold. All he thought about was killing!

So at that time, he didn't notice any familiarity from the king of killing, but now he really noticed something from the king of killing.

The killing king also looked at him, as if something was attracting him, but soon his attention was on the night and the sword.

"What can I do for you, my lord?"

Wang Jianyao looked at the king of killing and asked calmly.

Although Tang Chen's consciousness has been controlled, there is still a part of his consciousness and wisdom.

Tang Chen's bloody air is like substance, showing a light scarlet color. It not only looks very strange, but also makes people nauseous if you smell it.

Although his eyes were cold, there was a sense of loss when he heard Wang Jian's words.

He didn't understand why he was going in this direction. He just noticed that there was a familiar smell in this direction that day, and then subconsciously moved in this direction.

As for what this familiar breath was, he began to think about it, but found that his mind was blank.

He couldn't help thinking deeply, but it was like something was stopping him, but his mind suddenly felt pain.

"Ah

The king of killing with his head bent down and screamed in pain, with a kind of despair in his voice, a kind of thick unwilling!

damn! What did I forget!

The king of slaughter roared in his heart.

This sudden scream made the strong men of Tianxing soul Teachers College look at each other.

Wang Jian was also startled. Does this guy want to touch porcelain?!

But the pain of the killing king is not like fraud.

All of a sudden, he saw that the pain in the eyes of the king of killing had disappeared, and then came the cold light that was hard to tell.

In his heart, the alarm suddenly rang out and he yelled: "back up!"

Around Tianxing soul Teacher College strong smell speech without hesitation scattered away, one after another martial spirit began to attach body, began to be ready.

Boom!

The red blood poured out from the body of the king of killing like a flood. It was a kind of red light that looked sticky and disgusting, just like thick plasma.

Block in the front of the dark night light micro movement, immediately launched their own field.

The gray black light and the red light came into contact, and there was a corrosive hiss at the intersection of the two. The gray black light began to dissipate slowly at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Be careful! His field seems to have the characteristics of sealing and imprisoning soul power! "

The dark night warned without hesitation.

"No demons!"

Tang Hao almost blurted out that the role of this field and the magical power of the killing capital are so similar!

"Whew!"

The king of killing rushed to the dark night with a cold look. In his hand, there was a big black sword engraved with blood lines.

[artifact: Shura sword!]

"Dark night! Don't hard connect

In the dark night is about to block the moment, Wang Jian anxious voice into the dark night's ears.

Dark night forward step suddenly a meal, turn to the body side to hide.

"Boom!"

The blood red sword fell straight down into the forest below, which immediately caused a rumbling sound. The majestic mountains with dense green plants were divided into two parts, and the broken rocks and trees fell down.

"Hiss!"

Dugu Bo can't help but suck in the cold air. What kind of monster is this?!

All of a sudden, Flander's face changed and he fell to the ground without warning.

"I... my soul power!"

The wings that spread behind him began to contract, and in a moment, they entered his body. There was no soul rhythm on his body, as if he had become an ordinary man.

Others are worried, but they have no way. Now Flander has been included in the realm of killing God, which is the most terrifying existence for any soul master.

Once they step in, they will also be banned.

At this critical moment, a circle of white light suddenly spread to all directions, and all the red people who came into contact with the white light began to dissipate like the tide.

Frande suddenly found that his almost stagnant soul power began to move again and returned to normal when he was about to fall to the ground.

Shua!

His figure rose to the sky and his face was pale.

Grandma's leg, almost cold!

Looking around, I saw Wang Jianli in the white field, looking at the killing king not far away.