Xishu Trip – Douluo

Less than one-tenth of the people who entered there and could walk out alive. "The black yarn girl answered calmly.

"Well, then trouble you to take me to the Hell Killing Field." Luo Qingchen nodded.

The black yarn girl stunned, "Are you sure?"

Luo Qingchen said lightly: "I'm sure, go now, I'm going to find him."

"Since you insist on this, then you come with me." After speaking, the black gauze girl walked into the city. She kept the pace very even, always following Luo Qingchen's side, only half a step faster than Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen quietly followed behind the black yarn girl like this, quietly observing everything around her. As he was walking, a figure suddenly stood up on the side of the road. Luo Qingchen didn't notice at all in the dark corner where he was before.

"Yeah, there is a new person to pull, it seems that there will be a new Bloody Mary again. Quack. Gazed at this person, Luo Qingchen couldn't help frowning, and the speaker couldn’t tell the age because he was really in shape. It’s too special. There doesn’t seem to be any flesh on the whole body. If it’s not for the skin on the outside, I’m afraid it’s easy to make people misunderstand that he is a skeleton. Moreover, Luo Qingchen can clearly feel this person through simple observation. It's not because of any special exercises that it's causing this.

Deficiency of both qi and blood may lead to death at any time.

"Can someone like him pass through the **** killing field once a year?" Luo Qingchen asked the black yarn girl.

The skull-shaped person saw the black gauze **** the other side of Luo Qingchen, as if she had encountered something terrifying, she didn't dare to say anything anymore, and quickly disappeared into the darkness again.

"Of course not. Not everyone needs to be baptized in the Hell Killing Field. After all, the mortality rate there is too high. In addition to experiencing a battle in the Hell Killing Field every year, there is another way to kill. The capital survives. That is to contribute two cups of Bloody Mary every month."

Before coming here, Luo Qingchen already knew what Bloody Mary was. That is human blood. From this point of view, the person just now didn't know how much blood he contributed to become like this, I am afraid he will not be able to support it for long.

"There are too many **** Marys who have contributed. Isn't it left to be slaughtered?" Luo Qingchen frowned.

The black yarn girl said: "No, you are now in the outer city of the killing capital, not the real killing capital. Only the inner city is a place where there are really no rules. Those who contribute to the **** Mary can only stay outside. City activities, and the outer city is not allowed to kill at will. Only those warriors who survived the killing field in the **** are qualified to live in the inner city. Of course, the enjoyment that can be obtained there is greater than that of the outside, but it will be at any time. Facing the test of death."

"So, the Slaughter City is completely another world, then, what is the source of the Slaughter City's food? In such a place, I am afraid it is impossible to grow it, and no one will go back to plant it." Luo Qingchen While talking, his eyes always fell on the black yarn girl. In this short period of time, he simply tested it, and the skills attached to the spirit bone would not be affected by this special field.

The black gauze girl's face changed slightly, "I'm sorry, I don't know this. I can't answer you."

Luo Qingchen continued: "Does the Spirit Hall know the existence of this place? If you do, why don't they come to annihilate you?"

He was unceremonious in asking this sentence, but there was a lot of knowledge in it. Although the Killing City is an underground world isolated from the rest of the world. But since Wolf Huo knew that there were still so many people in the tavern when he arrived, it showed that it was not the people who did not guide here.

The black gauze girl sneered, "What if you know? Wuhun Temple will not do anything to us. Let alone whether they can benefit in this world. Destroying the killing capital will not benefit them at all. Nine Nine Mr. 21, don’t forget that it’s almost impossible for people who enter the capital of killing to get out again. But able to come here. They are all human beings full of corruption and sin. This place has nothing to do with the outside world. Killing It's like a special prison, helping the Spirit Hall to see where the most sinister criminals are. You said, why should the Spirit Hall be destroyed? They might wish for more evil people to come here."

There was a cold smile on Luo Qingchen's face, as expected as he judged. The existence of this slaughter city is based on the connivance of Wuhun Hall. In any case, even if the spirit ability cannot be used here, its strength cannot be compared to the Wuhun Temple covering the entire continent.

Walking on the road, people on both sides gradually increased. Almost everyone has unhealthy paleness on their faces, and more of them are skinny.

Needless to say, these are people who dare not enter the killing fields of hell, but linger by contributing two cups of Bloody Mary every month.

Luo Qingchen still remembered the Cup of Bloody Mary that Wolf Huo gave him. Although he didn't drink it, he remembered it clearly. That cup is at least nearly half a catty. Two cups a month is a pound of blood.

One or two months may be nothing. But it continues to do so in a place where there is no sun. How can the body be able to eat.

Luo Qingchen thought to himself. perhaps. This slaughter city itself was secretly supported by the Spirit Hall. otherwise. Where does the food in such a city come from? Where did the various items come from?

Outer city of the capital of slaughter. There are simple black stone houses on both sides of the street. Every section of the road. There will be some special places to eat. Many people lined up there waiting for the food to be distributed. Feel. It's just better than beggars. As for the so-called paradise of sin. The so-called pleasure. It simply doesn't exist.

To this. The explanation given by the black yarn girl is also very simple. The wicked are also divided into different classes. Only really powerful villains. In order to have fun in this fallen paradise. As for useless waste. You have no right to enjoy these.

The city was bigger than Luo Qingchen imagined. It took more than half an hour to go. When Luo Qingchen had some knowledge of Outer City. The black yarn girl took him to a wall.

Compared with the outer wall of the Slaughter City, this city wall is not high, and the highest point is only about ten meters. obviously. Behind this city wall. It is the inner city of the Slaughter City.

The city gate was wide open, and there was no guard. The black gauze girl indifferently introduced to Luo Qingchen: "The inner city does not need to be guarded. People from the outer city can go inside at any time as long as they have the courage to enter. Of course, when they are inside, they must also bear the unknowns of the inner world. .You have just arrived in the killing capital. I suggest that you better live in the outer city for a while. When you get used to everything here, it’s better to enter the inner city. After you enter the inner city, please don’t leave me. Five meters by your side, otherwise, I cannot guarantee your safety."

"Is it safe to be with you?" Luo Qingchen said with some confusion.

The black gauze girl glanced at him, and the pair that was exposed outside the gauze that was not very beautiful and seriously flashed a proud light, "I am the messenger of the king of slaughter. In the city of slaughter, no one dares to offend the king of slaughter. The majesty. Within twelve hours of your entry into this world, it is the protection period for the newcomer. With me by your side is the best protection for your life. After this time, then you can only live and die. ."

There is also a protection period for newcomers, which can be humane, Luo Qingchen said with emotion. "But I'm looking for someone, there is no way, thank you for your kindness."

The black gauze girl nodded, and led Luo Qingchen into the inner city.

Just as soon as he stepped into the inner city, Luo Qingchen immediately felt a completely different atmosphere from the outer city.

If the outer city is a dead, indifferent world. Then, the inner city is a luxurious and crazy world. Various colors of light can be seen everywhere. The inner city has more people than the outer city, which is completely different from the quietness of the outer city.

The inner city is extremely chaotic. There were excitement laughter, painful crying, and many creepy sounds everywhere.

Chaos and disorder.

This is all Luo Qingchen's views on this city.

Ignored the men and women who had **** on the street, the gangsters who gathered to fight, and the fierce men who chewed and chewed on human flesh.

"Can you kill people at will?" Luo Qingchen looked at the black yarn girl.

"Yes, as I said earlier, the biggest rule in the Killing City is that there are no rules."

"Then I'm relieved." Luo Qingchen lifted his left hand slightly, the silent piano sound filled, the murderous man who was eating human flesh on the street suddenly had a meal, threw away his arm and pulled off his thigh and continued to open. eat.

The black gauze girl looked at Luo Qingchen's eyes with a trace of dread.

Killing Guojue still has the ability to kill people strangely. It seems that he has to report it upwards, and he has to "special attention" to this Mr. 9921.

The inner city can indeed be said to be a luxury city, or a depravity. Just as the black yarn girl said, with her by her side, although a lot of unkind eyes fell on Luo Qingchen, no one came up to harass him.

And along the way, Luo Qingchen also killed a lot of people—all people who were sitting or standing there and were eating human flesh.

Luo Qingchen couldn't tolerate this kind of person whose even the most basic humanity was wiped out.

And the more you see, the more powerful the methods become.

Luo Qingchen suddenly discovered that in this killing city, he did not need to deliberately control it, and the killing intent would continue to surge up. It seems that only through killing can the hostility accumulated in his heart be released.

Luo Qingchen knew that he had been affected by the unknown, but at this moment, he didn't want to think quietly.

As Luo Qingchen went all the way, clusters of blood blossoms exploded on the side of the street. People in front of him also gradually noticed this side, their hearts were chilling, and they avoided.

Not to mention others, even the black yarn girl is sweating behind her back at this moment.

She has brought so many newcomers with him, but there is no one who has no killing intent but has no scorn!

It's weird.

As he was walking, suddenly, there was some commotion ahead. At least dozens of people surrounded there, and screams continued to be heard among them.

A stream of blood suddenly emerged from the inside, and the onlookers dodge a path on their own, and a figure slowly walked out from the inside.

Seeing this person, Luo Qingchen stopped unconsciously, and his eyes showed unconcealed surprise. He couldn't think that in this city of sin and slaughter, he saw a person with clear eyes even though the **** hammer in his hand told him that this person was not easy to provoke.

Walking out of the crowd was a teenager. He was all blue, with fair skin and beautiful dark blue medium-long hair. The handsome ground Pang has a somewhat resolute momentum. The surface is like a knife.

The boy's eyes were mysteriously dark blue, and he looked elegant and calm as a whole, and he was a beautiful boy.

The black gauze girl also saw the commotion over there, and she was relieved: "That one is Mr. Nine-Five 28."

Although he confirmed it when he saw the hammer in that person's hand, Luo Qingchen's tone was still somewhat unbelievable when he heard the girl's answer at this time, "Is he?"

This is no longer the scope of disguise, right? ? !

Is this plastic surgery? !

At this time, Tang San also noticed the onlookers of the black gauze girl and the people around her, but he didn't care, just shook the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and said indifferently, "Who else?"

The people around retreated one after another.

But at this time, the man in the hat came straight over.

Tang San looked at the black gauze woman beside him, frowning impatiently-where's the newcomer.

But after the person opposite took out the small box and opened his mouth, it turned into a surprise.

"Tang Yin, long time no see."

The author has something to say: I recently turned over my book at the bottom of the box and looked at it, emmmm, it turns out that I have opened so many pits, if I really post them all and then the eunuchs will drop them... I think the accumulated grievances are enough for me to go through [ kneel】

In other words, in what mood did I write such shameless things back then! !

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! WDF! ! Is there a proper black history? !

Then I will start to die, please be sure to cover me, thank you.

By the way, what do the judges usually use to read novels? mobile phone? flat? Or a computer? I personally prefer to use mobile phones, although I haven't understood the old Jinjiang on the mobile phone, it feels so multifunctional and messy, I can't find the entrance [kneel].

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Tang San was about to reply, and a clear female voice rang next to him: "Tang Yin, your acquaintance?"

"Yeah, Hu Liena, let me introduce you. This is Chen Qing, the star of Chen, Admiration Qing, Chen Qing, this is Hu Liena, there are few people who can barely count as a good person in this kind of place." Tang Three quietly put away the box, pulled Luo Qingchen and introduced it to Hu Liena.

Luo Qingchen really didn't expect to meet acquaintances other than Tang San, and he just nodded slightly to Hu Liena.

"Hey-it's too much, say me like this." Hu Liena pouted, with a bit of sweetness, but immediately became curious about Luo Qingchen, "Hello, Chen Qing, I don't know why you are here. Where is it?"

"In order to find Tang Yin."

"Huh? Are you—?" Hu Liena slowly widened her eyes.

"Yes, we are lovers." Tang San looked at Luo Qingchen with a gentleness that Hu Liena had never seen before, and it was this gentleness that completely dissipated the yearning that had not yet risen in Hu Liena's heart.

"If you can find this place, you really love it." Hu Liena felt very incredible.

"Well, we grew up together and lived together since we were young." Tang San smiled, but he was a little bit distressed immediately: "Hey, the game time will be staggered afterwards."

"Have you troubled you?" Luo Qingchen whispered.

"How come?" Tang San laughed, "I don't think you can have time. What if you are in **** with you by your side? It's like heaven."

"Hey—it's numb." Hu Liena rubbed her arms uncomfortably. "It looks like I'm going to miss the wrong time too."

"I think, after I participate in a few so-called competitions, even if we sign up together, we won't be grouped together." Luo Qingchen thought for a while and continued: "After all, you haven't met for so long. It should be. Someone is deliberately staggering you. You can infer it after a little observation."

"That's not okay, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Let's go, don't stay in the street, let's go home." Tang San glanced at the black gauze girl who was still guarding Luo Qingchen, pulling Luo Qing Chen returned to his residence in the killing capital.

Hu Liena thought for a while, did not join in the fun, thinking that it would not be too late to meet again in a few days.

On the way, Luo Qingchen let the black yarn girl leave, ending this novice period that was meaningless to him ahead of time.

The black gauze girl looked at Tang San next to Luo Qingchen, and left without saying anything.

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Entering the room, Luo Qingchen could obviously feel that Tang San's body relaxed a little. Watching him carefully hang a trap in the window next to the door, Luo Qingchen couldn't help but feel a little funny and a little distressed. He didn't know Tang San's two What has been experienced in the past year and a half.

"Qing Chen, I didn't expect you to come too." Tang San couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he looked at the simple room with only one futon.

"No way, I'll come to you after two years. Say you are disguised?"

"No, this is my father taking me to awaken the spirit of the martial arts for the second time. It belongs to the bloodline influence. In other words, Qingchen, you..." Tang San looked at his lover carefully, "Is it getting smaller?"

Luo Qingchen immediately took off the hat and threw it over, "You are short!"

Tang San took the Dou Li and wanted to make fun, but when he saw Luo Qingchen's face, he couldn't help being stunned.

The light purple semi-long hair was woven at random and hung over the shoulders, and the delicate face was dyed with a thin red because of shame, making the already charming facial features more attractive, but the blue that was rounded with anger. The purple eyes carry unworldly purity.

-Like a harmless and delicious little animal.

Tang San was itchy in his heart, wishing to hold Luo Qingchen in his arms and have a good affection.

"Qing Chen, cough, are you?"

"Oh, it's because of blood awakening just like you." Luo Qingchen wasn't really angry, but he really cared about the shrinking height.

In other words, why did Tang San awaken to a higher level!

No, so angry!

Seeing Luo Qingchen's bulging look, Tang San couldn't help laughing.

"What a laugh, really." Luo Qingchen snorted softly, "You have nothing to say when I came to see you."

"What do you want me to say." Tang San stepped forward and wrapped Luo Qingchen in his arms, his chin just resting on the top of Luo Qingchen's hair, couldn't help but nudged, Tang San secretly awakened Luo Qingchen's bloodline in his heart. Clicked a thumbs up.

Although it is not kind, but such a small and well-behaved one is really good.

"Want you to kiss me." Luo Qingchen was dissatisfied with this posture of holding a child, raised his head and stretched his arms around Tang San's neck, blinking his eyes.

Tang San's breathing suddenly became heavier, but instead of kissing his lover immediately, he buried his head in Luo Qingchen's neck, trying to calm his body's enthusiasm.

"Tang San?"

"Qing Chen, don't move." Tang San's voice sounded as if suppressing something.

"What's wrong with you?"

The dark blue blue silver grass suddenly covered the ground in the house, and Luo Qingchen was thrown directly on the big blue silver grass by Tang San, and the smaller blue silver grass climbed onto Luo directly along the gap in his clothes. Lightly dusty skin.

Luo Qingchen suddenly felt aroused, saying that martial arts can best reflect the master's mood. At this moment, even no matter how young he is, he knows what happened to Tang San, his face flushed suddenly, and he stammered: "Tang, Tang San..."

"...Don't move." Tang San panted, "I don't want to leave our first time in this broken place."

"Yeah." Luo Qingchen blushed and nodded, letting Tang San hold him.

However, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was not as tolerant and restrained as his master, and faithfully reflected the master's desire.

Luo Qingchen quickly panted, "Tang, Tang San, you, your martial soul, huh!"

"No way, it seems that my restraint is not at home." Tang San slightly propped up, looked condescendingly at Luo Qingchen, who was trapped in his shadow, with a hoarse voice, "Let me indulge a little."

As Tang San's voice fell, the dark blue blue silver grass was soaked with black from the roots, and then rolled up.

Luo Qingchen only watched the light in front of him diminish slightly until it was completely dark.

In the space formed by blue silver grass, there was only the sound of breathing and heartbeat of two people for a while.

Luo Qingchen felt Tang San's hands follow the blue silver grass through the gaps in his clothes, and he also felt Tang San guiding him to touch his body.

Luo Qingchen's breathing also began to lose its regularity, and his brain gradually became blank, but he was immersed in joy together with Tang San's lead, until finally he was gradually immersed in the black and sweet dreamland accompanied by the breath and heartbeat of the other person. .

The next day, when Luo Qingchen woke up, the sky outside was still as dim as before, but feeling the protest from his empty stomach, Luo Qingchen knew that he had been asleep for a long time, and he was no longer a stranger of blue silver grass. It was a soft mattress, and my robe was folded neatly on the pillow, and then I looked at the marks on my body. The face suddenly became red, and it really seemed to be a little crazy yesterday. Except for not taking the last step, the two of them who could do it almost tried it once, and Tang San even used his big leg—

"Qing Chen, are you awake?"

Luo Qingchen suddenly jumped up with fright, and then fell on the mattress and her whole body shrank into a ball, and his tongue was stunned as he spoke: "Tang, Tang San, you, you are here."

Seeing Luo Qingchen's appearance, Tang San knew that he remembered the craziness after meeting yesterday, and couldn't help showing a meaningful smile: "I've been here, are you thinking about last night?"

Seeing Tang San's approaching handsome face, Luo Qingchen nodded unequivocally. Although a little embarrassed, he and Tang San were the closest reliance, so there was no need to hide it.

"Are you comfortable? Huh?" Tang San also came over to sit on the mattress, and kissed Qin Luo Qingchen's forehead.

"Um."

"Then continue today?" After eating meat, it would be very difficult to return to the clear soup and water of the past. Tang San is also a man no matter how self-disciplined, and knows his taste.

Luo Qingchen struggled for a while and then shook his head, with a small voice: "Let's talk about this kind of thing. I want to be with you."

Tang San's breathing was disturbed for a moment, but with yesterday's relief, he quickly suppressed this strangeness, "At that time, I was a beast."

Luo Qingchen slapped Tang San with his elbow, and by the way he rolled his eyes, "It seems that you were not the same yesterday."

Tang San smiled and took an elbow, and put Luo Qingchen into his arms, "I was called a beast yesterday."

"Why did you become so shameless after your bloodline awakened?" Luo Qingchen suddenly looked at Tang San incredulously.

"What kind of face do I want with you?" Tang San said indifferently.

Luo Qingchen hummed twice, and got tired of Tang San for a while, then pushed Tang San away to take care of himself, and let Tang San take him to the competition.

Tang San had a reluctant expression at this time, and only after he brought the hat to Luo Qingchen tightly, he took the people out of the door.

Not long after signing up, Luo Qingchen queued up for a match, and Tang San grabbed a glass of Bloody Mary from outside and handed in the tickets after Luo Qingchen entered.

But I just ran into Hu Liena who was sitting inside watching the game.

"Tang Yin? You don't usually watch the game? Oh, by the way, is your guy on the court?" Hu Liena looked at Tang San with a leisurely look.

"Yeah." Tang San nodded.

"Seeing that the hostility between your eyebrows and eyes has dissipated a lot, are you very happy that Chen Qing is here?"

"Yes. Very happy."

The author has something to say: try cooking broth. [Continuously testing on the edge of death]

Then the new pit [named Death God] in Amway’s home is still more than heart~

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Looking at Tang San's gentle brows, Hu Liena was still a little unbelievable.

In the past six months, Hu Liena has watched almost all Tang San games.

But she found that she couldn't see through this man. From this man, she even felt unprecedented fear.

It wasn't because of Tang San's endless methods of killing. But because of the man's perseverance.

Anyone who comes to the killing capital and struggles with death every day will fall along with it. Especially men. Because under this huge pressure, everyone needs a way to ease. But Tang San didn't. After the battle, he always went to a hut to practice. When he walked out of the hut, the only place he could go was the killing fields of hell.

I don't know how many glamorous girls wanted to give this King Shura a hug, but Tang San's cold murderous aura was the only one who greeted them.

As early as when Tang San had won 20 victories, Hu Liena was sure that this man had the same purpose as himself. To exercise yourself.

In the past, she always felt that her brother was the most outstanding man among the men she had seen. After the Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition ended, although she did not want to admit it, Tang San and Luo Qingchen also joined her in her heart. . Ah, that's not right, that Luo Qingchen was not a human being, so we ruled it out.

The man in front of him is the third one. She is also the most outstanding of the three.

However, because of Luo Qingchen's appearance, the coldness between Tang San's eyebrows and eyes was never seen again, and the gaze that looked at Luo Qingchen could even be said to be petting.

Before that, Tang San's handsome appearance was not persevering in temptation to fall. Each trait deeply attracted Hu Liena.

It's a pity that he already has a master, and he still showed such a dedicated attitude. It is a pity in Hu Liena's heart that she completely extinguished the budding buds in her heart. As the leader of the golden generation, Hu Liena did not bother to **** the man with the master!

What's more, Hu Liena sighed deeply, he was a child of Clear Sky School. Born in the Spirit Hall, how could Hu Liena not recognize the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hands?

As the thoughts in Hu Liena's mind were constantly surging, it was Luo Qingchen's turn for the match in the field.

Hu Liena was about to see how good Chen Qing in the field could attract a good man like Tang Yin, but her eyes widened in horror at the next moment.

In just an instant, the nine people who were on the same scene with Luo Qingchen shattered into brilliant blood.

Hu Liena didn't even see how Chen Qing made the move!

The entire killing field was silent.

But immediately it boiled.

Worshiping the strong is the instinct engraved in the bones of human beings.

Not to mention that the killer nicknamed Shura greeted him with a smile on his face afterwards.

After that, Tang San temporarily suspended the game and watched Luo Qingchen score points.

Seven consecutive victories, thirteen consecutive victories, twenty-eight consecutive victories, and 46 consecutive victories.

Tang San finally couldn't sit still when he had sixty consecutive victories.

It's not that he doubted his lover's ability, but-how did he keep playing every day for two months? !

I've been lining up for half a year in this forty-seven consecutive victories, okay? !

Apart from other things, in the killing field, everyone can only queue up to people who are no more than five games away from him when they are playing games. Can play a game.

"No, Qing Chen," Tang San looked at Luo Qingchen who was about to continue to kill the Quartet, and finally couldn't help but call to stop, "How do you manage to have a game every day?"

Obviously they have won the title of [Devil], and they will walk around when they are seen from a distance on the road. How can this game last for a day? !

"Oh, mind control, it's good to get 20 or 30 people to sign up with me every day. Anyway, they are all villains who deserve to die."

Tang San's expression suddenly became a little dazed, can it still be like this?

So the two began to alternate points, and when they reached their 70s, they brought Hu Liena, who had won sixty-eight consecutive victories, and the three scored together, each of them alternated for a day, in just two or three months. It's 80 minutes.

The speed of promotion is unprecedented.

The killing capital, a dark and wide room.

It was an exceptionally huge chair with blue and purple crystals inlaid on the chair. These crystals are outlined in a drum-shaped form. Except for this chair, everything here is dark red.

"Sura and the demon have won another match." The cold female voice sounded in the darkness.

"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the darkness, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this man was thin and long.

"The great king. Shall we start contacting him? The Slaughter City, it has been a long time since no real strong have joined."

"Do you think they are really strong?" the tall man sitting in a chair asked.

"At least in terms of skills, he is. King Shura seems to have been born for the Slaughter City. His spirit power is not particularly strong, but his various skills are terrifyingly strong. Even the Titled Douluo is in the Slaughter City. , It is impossible to kill him without spirit skills. I can be sure that there is at least one spirit bone in King Shura. And the strange methods of the demon are enough to shock the entire killing world."

The Slaughter King was silent for a moment, "Then do you think they can complete a hundred games and challenge the road to hell?"

"It will be a matter of time before a hundred games are completed. But the road to hell, I am afraid they will not be able to walk."

The Slaughter King said coldly: "You don't need to touch them anymore."

"Why? Great King, don't you want our City of Killing to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with the Wuhun Temple thousands of years ago. Who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"

The Slaughter King said coldly: "The Spirit Hall has no time to take care of us now. But do you remember how many guests we have visited in the past six months?"

"guest?"

"Yes. Not only one of the only two killing gods in the world. There are also nearly a hundred titled Douluo with tricky methods."

"Could it be that it is the forces behind King Shura and the devil?" The cold female voice trembled a little.

The Slaughter King said faintly: "You guessed it. In this world, if it can truly threaten the Slaughter Capital, it is by no means the Spirit Hall. It is the two Slaughter Gods. I can't offend them either. You should know that people who pass through the road of **** can still use spirit skills within the killing city. And this King Shura was sent in by the most terrifying of the two killing gods. And that demon...nearly a hundred Titled Douluo, even if it just surrounds the Slaughter City, within a year, the Slaughter City will be removed from this world. Let everything go with the flow. Although I don’t want to have a few more Slaughter Gods, I don’t want to bear it even more. The anger of a killing **** and so many Title Douluo."

The icy female voice took a breath, "The great King of Slaughter, I am afraid that they will bring unpredictable results to the Slaughter City. After all, every appearance of the Killing God will be accompanied by one for the Slaughter City. The crisis of the killing. Isn’t there such instruction on the wall of the fable of the killing city? The killing **** is coming, **** disaster. The previous few times, every time the killing **** appeared, it was caused by the killing of the city. If this time Really come again, I'm afraid..."

The Slaughter King said solemnly: "I also thought of this question. What you don't know is that it is not only King Shura who has a background of killing gods, but the same is true for the **** messenger who has also won more than 90 victories. She is another existing one. Sent from the Killing God. If not, do you think I will allow her to exist forever?"

"Great King, how about this? We arrange the messengers of **** and the devil to face King Shura, if they are..."

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light had already spewed out from the eyes of the King of Slaughter. The surrounding air became thick and thick, and the thick **** smell was scattered everywhere, and the cold female voice suddenly made a sharp and miserable sound that was not like a human. Called, in the corner, a raised body trembled violently.

"Don't think I can talk nonsense if I love you. After passing through the road of hell, the **** of death can return to the killing capital at any time. The rule of the killing field of **** is that the fallen who have more than 50 wins will not be in the same game. Encounter. If any killing **** knows about this situation, it is truly a devastating disaster for the capital of hell. In their killing **** domain, any spirit master can restore the use of spirit skills. Otherwise, you think Do I need to compromise with them?"

Blood-red eyes were floating in the air, and the Slaughter King muttered to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they can't hold on to a hundred games, let alone pass through the road of hell. Otherwise, three killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the catastrophe of the Slaughter City will also come."

Time flies, and it has been another year since Luo Qingchen arrived. The trio's wins have reached ninety-nine in Luo Qingchen's cheating operations.

And because of Luo Qingchen's presence, even though Tang San was soaked in a heavy murderous intent, he was not crazy, and Hu Liena also borrowed some light. Although his thinking was occasionally confused, he would not lose his reason by being controlled by the killing intent.