Anyone who comes to the killing city and struggles with death every day will fall with it. Especially men. Because under this huge pressure, everyone needs a way to relieve. But Tang San didn't. After the battle, he would always go to a hut to practice. Out of the hut, his only place to go is the killing field of hell.
I don't know how many beautiful girls wanted to give this King Shura a hug, but only Tang San's cold murderous aura greeted them.
As early as when Tang San won twenty victories, Hu Liena was sure that this man had the same purpose as she came here. To exercise yourself.
Before, she had always felt that her brother was the most outstanding man she had ever seen. After the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament ended, although she was reluctant to admit it, Tang San also joined her in her heart. And the man in front of him is the third one. It's also one of the best in her opinion.
He's no bigger than himself, handsome in appearance, fortitude not tempted by depravity. Every trait is deeply attracted to Hu Liena.
There are many reasons why a woman likes a man. Hu Liena knew that she had fallen in love with this man. Although there is no communication except that he once said a word to himself when he came here on the first day. But she was still absolutely sure that she couldn't hold anyone else in her heart except him.
Hu Liena sighed deeply. Unfortunately, he is a child of the Clear Sky Sect. Born in the Spirit Hall, how could Hu Liena not recognize the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hands? She even thought to herself why all the outstanding men were from the Clear Sky Sect. Tang San is like this. The same is true of this nine-five-two-eight.
While the thoughts were surging in Hu Liena's mind, Tang San in the field moved.
Nine people rushed from nine different directions, but they did not disturb his mood in the slightest. The figure flickered illusoryly, and there seemed to be a spring under his feet. Tang San's body flashed in front of an opponent who was trembling before.
The next moment, the steel knife in that person's hand was already embedded in his neck.
Turn around and kick. Hand flying.
Countless bright rays of light flew out from Tang San's palm, which were shining steel needles. The piercing sound of breaking the air stirred. The screams came to mind one after another.
The one who could survive Tang San's hidden weapon. There are only three people.
Not because they were able to dodge Tang San's hidden weapon, but because they both had the body of their former companion in their hands, to be precise, a corpse.
Two are level 60 and one is level 70. That is, two Soul Emperors and one Soul Saint.
If they could use spirit abilities, these three people would be enough to bring a fatal threat to Tang San, who was only in the 50s. But this is the capital of killing. Tang San, who had been forged by the three great immortal grasses and the two great spirit bones, had no idea how much stronger his body was. Soul power is important. But lost the skill. Soul power has no absolute effect.
The three people moved at the same time, all holding the entity in one hand and the weapon in the other. Under the influence of his own strong spirit power, he rushed towards Tang San from three angles. Their spirits have completely locked on the Shura King who has won sixty-seven wins in front of them. They know that victory or defeat is in one fell swoop, and there is only one chance.
Want to block my hidden weapon? Well, then let you die under hidden weapons.
The body rotates rapidly. No one could see clearly how Tang San made his move. The nine arc-shaped flying knives as thin as willow leaves flew out of him.
Tangmen's hidden weapons ranked eighth, Fengyin Jiuchu.
The nine-handled flying knives swayed in the air like nine phoenixes flapping their wings.
After three seconds, the fight stopped. There was a bloodstain on Tang San's shoulder. It was left by the Soul Saint in the opponent. Unfortunately, before slashing Tang San, there was already an extra flying knife on his vest. The large arteries on both sides of the neck were also embedded by two other flying knives. Therefore, his sword full of soul power only left a three-inch wound on Tang San.
When the battle was over, Tang San didn't rush to leave, he walked slowly to every previous opponent, stomping down.
The skull was under his feet like a broken egg. And the white light emanating from his feet kept the filth from splashing on his body.
The previous battle told Tang San that as long as the opponent's head didn't shatter. You can't give up your vigilance. In order to understand this truth. It cost him three broken ribs.
One piece of hidden weapon was retrieved from the enemy and collected into the twenty-four bridge bright moon night. This is the capital of killing. There is no hidden weapon to supply, he must cherish his life-saving means.
Hu Liena's charming eyes flashed with special brilliance, the moment she saw Tang San throwing the flying knife, her heart skipped a beat, if it wasn't for her special way to see that Tang San was definitely not disguised, He would definitely equate the nine-five-two-eight in front of him with Tang San.
What kind of person do I fall in love with? What I fell in love with was his appearance? his strength? Or everything he has
Sixty-eight wins, this is Tang San's current achievement. From Hu Liena, he is one more game.
Killing capital, dark and wide room.
It was an extraordinarily huge chair with blue and purple crystals inlaid on the chair. These crystals outline a drum tower-like shape. Everything here is dark red except for this chair.
"King Shura won another game." A 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 face clearly, and he could only vaguely see that this man was slender.
"The great king. Shall we start contacting him? In the capital of slaughter, no real powerhouse has joined for a long time."
"Do you think he is a real strong man?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.
"At least in terms of skills, he is. King Shura seems to be born for the Slaughter City. His spirit power is not particularly strong, but his various skills are terrifyingly strong. Even the Title Douluo is in the Slaughter City. , it is impossible to kill him without soul skills. I am certain that there is at least one soul bone in King Shura."
The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, "Then do you think he can complete a hundred games and challenge the road to hell?"
"It will be a matter of time before one hundred games are completed. But he may not be able to walk the road to hell."
The King of Slaughter said coldly, "You don't need to touch him anymore."
"Why? Great King, don't you want our Slaughter City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Spirit Hall a thousand years ago. But who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"
The King of Slaughter said coldly, "Wuhun Hall doesn't have time to take care of us now. A month ago, there was a guest. Do you remember?"
"guest?"
"Yes. It is one of the only two killing gods left in the world."
"Could it be that King Shura has something to do with that Killing God?" The cold female voice trembled.
The King of Slaughter said indifferently: "You guessed it right. In this world, if there is a real threat to the capital of slaughter, it is definitely not the Spirit Hall. It is these two killing gods. I can't offend them either. You should know that people who pass through Hell Road can still use soul skills within the scope of the Killing Capital. And this King Asura was sent in by the most terrifying of the two killing gods. Let everything take its course. Although I I don't want to have another killing god. But I am even more unwilling to bear the wrath of that killing god."
The icy female voice sucked in a breath, "The great King of Slaughter, I'm afraid he will bring some unpredictable results to the Slaughter City. After all, every God of Slaughter appears, there will be an event for the Slaughter City. Isn't there such an instruction on the fable wall of our Slaughter City? The god of death comes, and the disaster of hell. In the past few times, every time the god of death appeared, it caused heavy damage to the capital of slaughter. If this time It’s really coming again, I’m afraid…”
The King of Slaughter said solemnly: "I have thought of this question as well. What you don't know is that not only King Shura has the background of killing God, but the messenger of hell who has won more than seventy wins as well. She is another existing Killer. God sent it. If not, do you think I would allow her to exist forever?"
"Great king, how about this? We arrange the messengers of hell to face King Shura, if they..."
Before he finished speaking, two blood-red rays of light had already spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King. The surrounding air had obviously become thicker, and the strong smell of blood was scattered in all directions. The cold female voice suddenly sounded a sharp and miserable sound that did not resemble a human being. Yelling, in the corner, a raised body trembled violently.
"Don't think that if I love you, you can talk nonsense. After passing the hell road, the killing god can return to the killing capital at any time. The rule of the killing field in hell is that the fallen who have more than 50 wins will not be in the same game. Encounter. If any of the killing gods knew about such a situation, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the capital of hell. In their killing god domain, any spirit master can restore the use of spirit skills. Otherwise, you would think that Why should I compromise with them?"
The blood-red eyes floated in the air, and the King of Slaughter muttered to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they will not be able to hold on to a hundred games, let alone pass the hell road. Otherwise, two killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the catastrophe of the killing capital will also come."
He waved his big hand, and a thick dark red liquid flew out from in front of him. In the darkness, in front of him was a huge blood pool, which was full of viscous blood.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood in his belly, and in the dim light, two fangs were vaguely exposed.
Time passed while waiting and cultivating, sitting cross-legged in the hut where he lived, Tang San's whole body kept sending waves of icy chills. The huge murderous aura revolved around his body at all times and also affected him.
It has been nearly two years since I came here, and I am only one game away from the title of Hell's Killing Field Champion. However, Tang San found that he seemed to collapse.
In two years, more than a thousand degenerates died in his hands. Even though those people were all evil and depraved, Tang San would feel the murderous aura in him increase a little even if he didn't kill a single one. And these murderous auras are constantly affecting him invisibly.
The reason why it took two years to get closer to the final Yum, apart from the issue of the number of contestants. The bigger problem came from Tang San himself.
The rising murderous aura was nothing at first, but when Tang San killed more than a hundred people here, he discovered that these murderous auras began to affect his own will. At the beginning, there was only occasional bloodthirsty emotions, but as time went on, the murderous aura became more and more obvious. It was as if he wanted to kill any creature he saw. Killing someone at will is as simple as crushing an ant.
Therefore, in addition to participating in the competition, Tang San. The main direction of his cultivation is not to improve his own strength, but to suppress the more and more powerful murderous aura. Fortunately, his Xuan Tian Gong is the authentic internal power of Xuanmen, and it has the effect of warding off evil spirits. He also obtained the wisdom skull of spiritual cohesion, and his own spiritual control is extremely strong. It was not controlled by the thought of killing.
At the same time, Tang San also used the killing during the game as a way to vent.
Not long ago, when Tang San completed ninety-nine Hell Killing Field matches, he faintly felt it. He was almost unable to restrain the murderous aura in his body. At the same time, he also understood why Hu Liena had already reached 99 victories. The reason for the delay in the 100th game.
In this killing capital, it is no exaggeration to describe the two of them as murderous. It is precisely because of their rise in the past two years that there are fewer and fewer fallen who dare to participate in the game in the killing field of hell. More people choose to use their previous savings to survive, and those who run out of games also survive by donating blood. After all, compared to the death of science, survival is definitely the choice of most people.
There was a sudden bang on the door from outside. Tang San's suppressed murderous aura rose almost instantly, and the small hut suddenly froze, and under the pressure of murderous aura, a dignified aura permeated out. The bloody smell was invisibly released from Tang San.
"Who?" Tang San asked in a deep voice.
"It's me." A pleasant voice sounded from outside the door. Although Tang San didn't hear this voice many times, he still immediately recognized that the owner of the voice was Hu Liena.
Frowning slightly, Tang San thought to himself, why is she here
With a wave of his hand, a stream of air rushed out to open the door. "Please come in." Not knowing the purpose of Hu Liena's coming here, Tang San suppressed the murderous aura in his heart, but his vigilance has been raised to the strongest.
The door opened, and Hu Liena, dressed in black, came in from outside. Her face looked extremely pale, and she was drinking slowly with a glass of Bloody Mary in her hand. This seemed to have become the habit of the strong in the Slaughter City, except for Tang San. Fallen who have more than ten victories in almost Slaughter Capital are often drinking blood that comes from nowhere.
Glancing at the cup in Hu Liena's hand, Tang San frowned slightly. "is there anything?"
Hu Liena did not approach Tang San, but stood by the door. She knows very well that in this killing world, everyone's vigilance is extremely high. She didn't want Tang San's misunderstanding due to her unintentional actions.
"I hope to join forces with you." Hu Liena directly stated her purpose.
"Joining forces?" Tang San looked at her with some doubts, "You don't know the rules of the killing field in hell, right? In each match, there can only be one winner. If we meet, how can we join forces?"
Hu Liena smiled lightly. The blood-red light in his eyes faded a little. Just as Tang San expected, Hu Liena has been struggling in pain these days. Although she also had the help of a head spirit bone, she did not go crazy. Plus she has the same grit personality. But compared to Tang San, it was still a bit worse. Today, I finally managed to reduce the murderous pressure a bit, and only then came to find Tang San.
"It's impossible for us to meet in the game. As long as there are more than fifty wins, according to the rules of the killing capital, we will not meet each other. Otherwise, who has the possibility of being among the hundred? I'll come to you, Not for this, but to join forces with you when you hit the road to hell."
"Hell Road?" Although Tang San had heard this statement when he first came to the Killing Capital, he was completely unfamiliar with the Hell Road situation. At that time, he also asked the girl in black gauze, but the girl in black gauze did not give an answer, saying that the road to hell is the biggest secret of the killing city, and only the winners have the power to know.
Hu Liena nodded seriously, "Yes, it is the road to hell. Although you and I are about to win 100 victories in the killing field of hell. But in fact, our strength is not necessarily stronger than the opponent we once faced. It's just that we both You have the ability to win without soul skills. You can get to this point. To be more precise, you and I are not real fallen. You don't have to refute me. If I guess right, you should be like me. , is here to experience, right?"
Tang San was secretly surprised, Hu Liena's words were extremely credible, at least he couldn't hear any flaws. Moreover, although Hu Liena was filled with murderous aura, the look in her eyes at this time was very sincere.
"What does this have to do with participating in the Hell Road?" Tang San asked indifferently.
A cold light flashed in Hu Liena's eyes, "Of course it has something to do with it. If you are not a fallen person, your experience should be almost over by now. Naturally, you have to go through the road of hell to leave here. Moreover, in the road of hell, there is a hidden sky. Big secret. Neither you nor me can get through alone. Only by working together can we have a chance to get out."
Tang San smiled indifferently, "Then why should I trust you? Who knows if you will stab me in the back, don't forget, this is the capital of slaughter. You can't just trust anyone's words."
Biting her lower lip, although Hu Liena knew that Tang San's suspicions were normal in this place, she still had an uncomfortable feeling in her heart. Deep down, she really fell in love with this handsome young man. But when she came to find Tang San today, it had nothing to do with feelings.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be from the Clear Sky Sect. Although you don't have a soul skill, your Clear Sky Hammer can't be hidden from the discerning." Hu Liena said, staring at Tang San.
Tang San glanced at her, "So what?"
Hu Liena said: "In order to show my sincerity, I can also tell you my origin. My name is Hu Liena, and I come from Wuhun Temple. My teacher is His Majesty the Pope of Wuhun Temple today."
Hearing this sentence, Tang San's heart moved. It turned out that Hu Liena was the Pope's direct disciple. No wonder his father would say that she was the most worthy of his attention in the golden generation.
Tang San said: "This can represent your sincerity? Where does your origin have anything to do with me."
"You..." Hu Liena didn't expect Tang San to be so refusing and distant, how could she know that the handsome young man in front of her was the Tang San she hated the most. And Tang San had a preconceived notion of her impression.
"Combination will benefit both. There is no limit to the number of people entering the road to hell. Whether it's you or me, one person who enters will surely die. That's good, I'll tell you another secret. If you can get out of the road to hell, then not only can you Come back here at any time. There is also a great benefit to be gained."
"Oh?" Tang San said: "Tell me the situation of Hell Road, maybe I will consider cooperating with you."
If it was the previous Hu Liena, it would not be so easy to tell the secret in her heart, but a woman who falls in love with someone is often controlled by reason, not to mention that most of her energy is now focused on suppressing murderous aura.
At the moment, Hu Liena said seriously: "The entrance to Hell Road is at the Killing Field of Hell, where we fight every day. Every person who dies there, blood and soul will be swallowed up by Hell Road. What is inside Hell Road? I don't know the situation either. I just know that if you enter there, if you don't have a strong murderous aura to protect it, you will immediately be swallowed by the fierce aura on the road to hell."
"There are many theories about the formation of the Slaughter City, but the most reliable one is the special field left by a great powerhouse who broke through the limit of 100 levels. And the name of this field is called the Killing God Field. The road to hell is equivalent to being recognized by the domain of the god of death. The domain of the god of death will absorb his own murderous aura, form his own domain, and attribute it to the martial soul. It is also called the talent domain of the martial soul. With this increase, the It is equivalent to a soul master who has passed the test of hell road has one more skill than ordinary soul masters. And it is also the most valuable domain skill."
"Are domain skills valuable?" Tang San asked indifferently. In fact, Hu Liena's words caused an uproar in his heart.
As a disciple of the master, how could he not know the role of domain skills? At this time, he really figured out the purpose of his father to let him come here to experience. Not only to see death, to exercise the mind in the darkest place, but also for this killing field.
Hu Liena said anxiously: "I really don't know how your teacher taught you. Domain skills are of course important. Generally speaking, only when the spirit master reaches the titled Douluo realm, the ninth spirit ability can appear. And the chance of appearing is only 1 in 10. Domain-type spirit skills, also known as top-quality spirit skills. Except for those obtained at the title Douluo level, only the talent skills of martial arts may appear. In the area of his own power will be amplified, and the strength of the opponent will be suppressed. If applied properly, the effect will be extremely terrifying."
Having said that, Hu Liena paused and continued in a condensed tone: "Moreover, the field of talent will continue to evolve as one's own strength increases. For example, the field of killing gods will increase with the increase of murderous aura."
Tang San's expression changed, "How could you know so clearly?"
Hu Liena took a deep breath, her eyes showed a hesitant light, and after a while, she said, "Because, I know a strong man who has the field of killing gods. These are what she told me, otherwise, why would I come to this disgusting person? place."
Tang San glanced at the bloody Mary cup in her hand, "Disgusting? I think you're adapting well."
Hu Liena frowned slightly. The blood-red light in his eyes has obviously increased a bit, "This is not adaptation. Just drinking it will make my mood calmer and less restless."
"For the sake of telling me about the Slaughter God Domain, let me remind you that in this Slaughter Capital itself, it is poisonous. The more you drink this thing, the deeper the poisoning will be. That is a kind of concealment. Chronic poison in the blood. I don't know what the effect will be after creating the hell road. But I can be sure. This kind of chronic poison should be affected by the hell road. Only eight people can leave here in more than a thousand years. . This is not just the horror of Hell Road itself. I am afraid that this kind of poison has played a great role."
Slap—the cup fell to the ground. The bright red liquid was scattered, and Hu Liena's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Poisonous?" She looked at Tang San in disbelief.
Tang San said lightly: "I have studied it carefully. This poison does not appear in the blood at first, but in the air. Affected by the poison in the air and stimulated by one's own murderous aura, fresh blood is needed to calm the restlessness. , I am afraid it will become addictive. The poison in the blood will be exciting and even make people stronger. But once the poison is stimulated, I am afraid no one can resist. You are not poisoned deeply. Stop drinking blood .And salvation. If you keep going. I'm afraid you're not my partner in Hell Road, but the one who causes trouble for me."
Telling Hu Liena about this, of course, was not because Tang San was grateful to her for speaking about the Killing God Domain. From Hu Liena's words, he could hear that the golden generation of the Spirit Hall did not lie to himself, nor did he mean to deceive himself.
The road to hell was obviously not easy. That's why Tang San told her that she had been poisoned.
In this place, there are no friends or enemies to talk about, as long as it is beneficial to their own survival. without hesitation. Everything has to wait until I can get out of here.
He took out a pill from the wishful treasure bag and threw it, Tang San said, "If you trust me, just eat it. In about three days, you will have some diarrhea and gradually empty your body of toxins. Trust me, it's hell then. We don't need to cooperate anymore. I don't want a ticking time bomb by my side all the time."
Looking at Tang San's dull and depressing eyes, Hu Liena took the pill, threw it into her mouth without hesitation, turned and walked outside, while leaving, her last words drifted into Tang San's ears, "I believe in you. Please also please. You trust me. Because we all need to get out alive."
Three days later, hell killing fields.
boom-
The last opponent was killed by a headshot under Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer. Even he couldn't help raising his hands high at this time. Unreservedly released the terrifying and bloody killing breath of the whole body.
One hundred games. The promise with my father was finally completed. The almost substantial murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air. Around the Nuodadi venue, a large number of fallen spectators fell silent under the effect of the huge murderous aura unleashed on him.
The three characters of King Shura. Like a symbol of death. This is exactly the same position in their hearts as the final winner of the last game, the messenger of hell.
Everyone thinks that King Shura is the most terrifying existence, because none of his opponents can leave a whole corpse, or even a head. Regardless of life or death, King Shura would habitually step on the head of every enemy to ensure his victory.
Murderous intent and strength may not be directly proportional, but Tang San at this time was an opponent that no one in the capital of slaughter was willing to face.
"Congratulations, young King Shura." A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The murderous aura released from Tang San's body actually poured back in the instant the voice sounded, and was pressed into his body again. Tang San's face suddenly turned pale.
The atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.
"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The cry made the Fallen hoarse, but they didn't mean to stop.
Tang San was stunned in his heart, his eyes turned towards the scarlet figure in the air.
It was a tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.
With a pale complexion, a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the sky, as if he did not need to be restricted by gravity at all.
The same scene, Tang San had also seen on his father. He could be sure that this Slaughter King who descended from the sky was definitely a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.
Suspended in mid-air five meters above the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped descending, looking down at Tang San from the sky, the low but sharp voice resounded again, "The messenger of hell please."
The door on the other side of the Slaughter Field of Hell opened. At this time, her eyes were nearly half blood red, and Hu Liena, whose breath was obviously uneven because of her murderous aura, walked over slowly. When her eyes fixed on Tang San, her own aura became a bit more stable.
The King of Slaughter's gaze fell on the viewing platform of the Slaughter Field of Hell.
"I'm very happy to witness the birth of two strongmen in the killing field today. Yum, who has not appeared for decades, is shown in two young people. With their powerful strength and terrifying murderous aura, Makes you tremble, doesn't it? My people."
"Yes-, yes-, yes-" The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm, which makes all the Fallen have an almost crazy worship after seeing him.
From him, Tang San was able to ask a faint sweet and fishy aura, a somewhat intoxicating aura. Unfortunately, for him and Hu Liena, this influence is not very big.
The King of Slaughter lowered his head and looked at Tang San and Hu Liena, "King Shura, the messenger of hell. Thank you for making me feel the existence of passion again. Yum, very good. In recognition of your achievements, I decided to grant you the God of Killing. Title. From now on, you can all enter and leave the Slaughter City on your own. And you will be hired as a guest of the Slaughter City under yourself."
No need to go to hell? Tang San looked at Hu Liena in surprise, just to find that Hu Liena was also looking at him. Both of them had doubts in their eyes.
What the hell is this Slaughter King doing? Granted the title of Killing God without going through the Hell Road.
Tang San and Hu Liena were undoubtedly smart people, both possessed head spirit bones, just exchanged their eyes, they understood the intention of the Slaughter King.
Going the road to hell is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.
But behind the danger, there is the huge temptation of the Killing God Domain. The King of Slaughter in front of him obviously didn't want them to obtain the Slaughter God Domain.
Hu Liena was the first to speak, "No need. Great King of Slaughter. We can't break the rules of the Slaughter City because of us. I am willing to pass the test of the hell road and get your reward. I hope to rely on my own strength to go out from here. , to become a real killing god."
The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed, "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the hell road. Hell messenger, I hope you understand that a person's life is only once."
Hu Liena sneered, "Great King of Slaughter, isn't it a bit ridiculous that you and I are talking about life? This is the world of slaughter."
A stronger red light flashed from the King of Slaughter's eyes, his eyes turned to Tang San, "What about you? Are you willing to accept my reward and become the VIP guest of the Slaughter City?"