Chapter 541： King of Kill

"You violated the rules." When Zhao Ming and Bo Saixi walked out of the long corridor and came to the outer city of the Slaughter City. A group of people in black armor holding epees surrounded the two.

In front of the pair of armored soldiers, there was a black-armored knight sitting on a high war horse, and that voice came from his mouth.

"What about breaking the rules?" Zhao Ming said.

"If you violate the rules, you must be punished. You can only be eligible to enter the killing capital by defeating me." The black armored knight said, his killing intent was revealed, and his voice became extremely cold.

"Rules are only used to restrain the weak. The strong either make rules or ignore the rules." Zhao Ming shook his head, a black light ejected from his fingers, and instantly hit the black armored knight's horse.

The war horse wailed, and was blasted away directly.

The black-armored knight riding on the war horse also fell heavily against a wall. Zhao Ming walked directly forward and didn't kill him, but he knew that the black knight was bound to die today. In a **** place like the killing capital. Living is not an easy task. As long as the leader riding on the war horse is injured, they will receive counterattacks from others in order to take his place.

The city of killing can only enter but not exit.

If you want to go out, you can only leave the Slaughter Capital by winning the champion of the Slaughter Field in the Hell Slaughter Field and having the qualification to challenge the Hell Road.

For thousands of years, there were only eight killing gods in the Slaughter City, and three of them were born in the last one hundred years. They were Tang Chen, Tang Hao and Bibi Dong. And Tang Chen is the King of Slaughter, the number one powerhouse in the City of Slaughter.

At this time, Tang Chen was sitting in a secret room behind the killing fields of hell, where there was a blood pool dyed red with blood. In the killing capital, countless blood finally flowed into here and turned into his nourishment. In the killing fields of hell, dozens or even hundreds of people die every day, and these people are extremely powerful. The nutrients in their blood can be beneficial to his cultivation.

Tang Chen was sitting in the blood pool, wearing a blood-colored robe, and a standing collar cloak behind him. His face is old, with many mysterious blood patterns on his skin, a sword-like magic pattern on his forehead, and a pair of deep blood-red wing patterns behind him. As the blood is swallowed in, it is visible to the naked eye. The blood-red wing bloodline on his back is deeper. The bloodiness on his body has also become more intense.

"Not enough, not enough."

"The great blood in my body is still evaporating, and there is not enough blood. My strength is slowly getting stronger, but my body seems to be mutating. Why is this? Why do I feel like I can't control my body?" Kill Slaughter King Tang Chen said, after absorbing all the blood in the blood pool, he felt a sense of comfort that he hadn't seen for a long time. But the comfort didn't last long before he felt dissatisfied.

His body kept getting hot, and his own blood seemed to be swallowed by something. Every day he spends a lot of time devouring the blood produced by the Slaughter City. Only in this way can I make my body feel better. But he could also feel that every time he had absorbed the blood, the power in his body that swallowed his blood became stronger.

He wanted to resist, but he was helpless.

He had no choice at all. He knew the existence of the blood-red nine-headed Bat King, but he didn't know how to solve it. He can only continuously devour blood to relieve the pain for a while.

"Pass my order and let those cowards in the outer city pay three cups of blood red maries every month." Tang Chen said toward the door, his voice becoming extremely cold.

"Great King, we have increased the amount of **** Mary's tribute to two cups in the past few years. If we have three cups, those people in the outer city will not be able to stand it physically." The cold female voice sounded. Successive kings of slaughter will enjoy the blood of tribute from the people of the city of slaughter. These **** Marys are also blood on people.

The City of Killing is only allowed to enter, not to leave. Entering the inner city is entering the killing field, and may die at any time. The residents in the outer city are much better. They only need to pay enough blood every month to continue to survive there safe and sound.

"My words, you are worthy of questioning? Don't think that if I love you, you can ignore my words. In the capital of killing, the weak do not deserve the right to survive. The cowardly people in the outer city will never live forever. Dare to come to the **** killing fields in the inner city. It is right for them to pay more blood."

Tang Chen said, two blood-red rays of light spit out from his eyes, and the surrounding air became extremely viscous at this time, and a thick **** smell was emitted everywhere.

A sharp, stern female voice sounded, and a perfect body swelling and trembling violently in the corner. The King of Slaughter is like an emperor in the Capital of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter can kill anyone in the Slaughter Capital at will. It is an existence that everyone in the Slaughter Capital fears.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully clocking in and obtaining the eighth puppet, Luo Li, whether to summon."

"Don't summon for the time being. I feel the fluctuations of heart palpitations in the killing, there should be the existence of God's Mansion. Don't throw the grass and scare the snake." Zhao Ming frowned, he felt the breath of God since entering the killing city .

"As expected to be the King of Slaughter, the slaughter aura on his body is so strong. However, taking a woman out, the measurement is a bit smaller." Zhao Ming directly embraced Bo Saixi and stepped into the secret room. With a wave of the palm, the blood in the UU reading room disappeared.

Zhao Ming lifted up the shivering beautiful woman hiding in the corner, played around with it, and threw it directly on the sofa in the room.

Zhao Ming casually looked at the secret room inside, and Tang Chen was sitting in the blood pool. At this time, the blood pool was almost absorbed, and Tang Chen's body was enveloped by layers of blood.

Zhao Ming knew that Tang Chen had lost himself now. He lost his mind due to Raksha's intervention during the Asura God Examination. And the blood-red nine-headed bat king took the opportunity to parasitize Tang Chen directly. The blood-red nine-headed bat king wanted to occupy Tang Hao's body, so that it had the opportunity to use Tang Chen's body to become a god.

As an ancient phoenix, Zhao Ming can naturally perceive the existence of the blood-red nine-headed bat king with his strength. Now the blood red nine-headed Bat King hasn't got the control of Tang Chen's body, but he can help him.

At that time, it would be good to let Tang Chen destroy the Haotian Sect by himself. In that case, everything should be over.

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