Chapter 183 Tang Chen? In the tavern. After Golden Crocodile Douluo showed his own aura. All the fallen ones lay trembling on the ground, not daring to move. After a while. A middle-aged man in blood-red armor led a team of knights in black full body armor and rushed out from the deep entrance behind the bar. After seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo's martial soul and Golden Crocodile Douluo's soul ring configuration, he swallowed silently. "I don't know who Your Majesty is, and why did you come to our Slaughter City?" "Are you the King of Killing?" Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Facing Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze, the man shook his head. “My name is Ye Xiao, my soul power is level 92, and my title is Blood Spear. I am the captain of the Law Enforcement Team of the City of Slaughter, and the great King of Slaughter will be here soon. I wonder what brings you to my killing city?" After introducing himself, Blood Spear Douluo again asked Golden Crocodile Douluo about his purpose of coming. Golden Crocodile Douluo waved at him. "Go away. I'm looking for the King of Slaughter. You have no say over what I want to do." "you……" Blood Spear Douluo's expression changed slightly, but knowing the strength of Golden Crocodile Douluo, he did not dare to say anything more. At this time, the black-armored knights standing behind Blood Spear Douluo also lowered their heads one after another. They didn't dare to look at Blood Spear Douluo's increasingly ugly expression. As everyone fell silent, the atmosphere in the tavern became increasingly strange... Standing behind Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu, Qin Ming looked at the Blood Spear Douluo not far away. 'Is this the most miserable Titled Douluo in the original novel who only had a background prompt sound and didn't even have a chance to appear? Titled Blood Spear, level 92 soul power, I don't know how strong he is.' While Qin Ming was thinking, Blood Spear Douluo was also looking at the three of them. In the strange atmosphere, no one took the initiative to attack... After a long while, a cold voice came again from the deep entrance. "You people from the Spirit Hall, what do you want to do by coming to my Killing City?"

After his thoughts were interrupted, Qin Ming looked up and forward. At this time, Blood Spear Douluo had already led the surrounding team of black-armored knights to disperse to both sides. Amid the sound of armor clashing, they lowered their heads, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison. "Welcome to the great King of Slaughter!" The next moment, a middle-aged man with a pair of blood-red horns on his head, a somewhat pale face, and dark red mysterious patterns all over his face slowly walked out. "I am the King of Slaughter. What do you people from the Spirit Hall want from me?" As he spoke, the pair of blood-red bat wings behind the King of Killing flapped gently. At this time, the Golden Crocodile Douluo beside Qin Ming was no longer interested in the unusual appearance of the King of Killing. The unique sword-shaped mark on the King of Slaughter's forehead firmly attracted the attention of Golden Crocodile Douluo. Three people have passed the divine test in succession, which has made Golden Crocodile Douluo pay special attention to this special mark between the eyebrows. As soon as he noticed the mark, Golden Crocodile Douluo realized that the King of Slaughter was most likely also a Divine Examiner. After thinking about this, Golden Crocodile Douluo put away the contempt in his heart. He turned his head and looked at Qin Ming and Qian Daoliu beside him. At this time, Qin Ming did not have any special reaction, but Qian Daoliu's frown made Golden Crocodile Douluo a little surprised. "Brother, are you planning to kill the King of Slaughter directly?" Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was thinking, Qian Daoliu's voice suddenly rang in his mind. "Second brother, take a closer look at the King of Slaughter." Hearing Qian Daoliu's mental transmission, Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately used his mental power to communicate with him. "Brother, the King of Slaughter seems to be the inheritor of a god." "That's not what I'm talking about. Take a close look at his face. Does it look familiar to you?" Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo was a little stunned. He subconsciously followed Qian Daoliu's instructions and looked towards the King of Killing. After taking a closer look, a strange sense of familiarity emerged in his heart. "Brother, I seem to have seen him somewhere..." “Tang Chen, this King of Slaughter is definitely Tang Chen who has been missing for decades. Even if he turned into ashes, I would still recognize him. " Listening to Qian Daoliu's mental transmission, Golden Crocodile Douluo felt dazed. "Tang Chen?" After muttering something in his heart, Golden Crocodile Douluo once again looked at the King of Slaughter in front of him.

Putting aside the inhuman features of the King of Killing and the strange patterns on his face. After carefully observing the other party's facial features, Golden Crocodile Douluo confirmed Qian Daoliu's idea in his heart. "This guy is really Tang Chen." Swallowing silently, Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke to Qiandaochuan again. "Brother, decades ago, you told me that Tang Chen went to look for the inheritance of the gods. Judging from Tang Chen's appearance now, he might have found the inheritance at that time. However, some unexpected events occurred during the divine test. Based on this speculation, the legend circulating on the mainland may be true. This city of slaughter might really be the place where a god became a deity. There is probably a divine legacy in the City of Slaughter." After a pause, Golden Crocodile Douluo continued his voice transmission. "Brother, after we get the inner elixir of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake. We did him straight away. The inheritance of the gods cannot fall into the hands of the Haotian Sect." Hearing the message from Golden Crocodile Douluo, Qian Daoliu hesitated a little. "Second brother, this is a bit bad. Otherwise, we should be more cautious..." After seeing Qian Daoliu's reaction, Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned. Knowing Qian Daoliu's character, he skillfully changed his way of persuasion. "Brother, there are so many fallen people here, we can't let them obtain the inheritance of the gods. What if one of these fallen ones is lucky enough to inherit the throne? We can't just watch them wreak havoc on the continent! This place must be managed by our Wuhun Hall!" After hearing what Golden Crocodile Douluo said, Qian Daoliu finally made up his mind. "Okay, let's do as you say, but we still have to be cautious. When the third brother comes back, we will gather our strength and attack together!" Just as Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo continued to communicate using their mental power, the King of Slaughter, who felt that he was being looked down upon, finally couldn't bear it anymore. A few specks of blood escaped from his pupils, and the slender magic sword was grasped in his hand.

"What on earth do you two mean?" At this moment, the change in the King of Slaughter's attitude was sensed. Golden Crocodile Douluo said nothing, but just cast a look at Qian Daoliu. Qian Daoliu immediately understood and spread his snow-white wings. Amidst the starlight, a huge angel shadow appeared behind him. Qian Daoliu no longer concealed his aura. "Another level 99 Titled Douluo!" The King of Slaughter's expression suddenly changed, the magic sword in his hand disappeared, and he subconsciously took two steps back. At this moment, the King of Slaughter wanted to turn around and run away... (End of this chapter)