Chapter 315

Hell killing field.

The last opponent, under the hammer of Haotian of Tang San, burst his head and died. Even if it was him, he could not help but hold up his hands, releasing the whole body's horrible and bloody killing breath without reservation.

One hundred games, and the agreement with my father was finally completed. The murderous air of nearly substance forms a huge whirlpool in the air. Around Nuoda's field, a large number of fallen people watching the war were silent under the huge murderous spirit released by him.

The three characters of King Shura are like the symbol of death. This point, with the last winner of the last game hell messenger in their hearts is exactly the same position.

Everyone thinks that King Shura is the most terrible existence. Because. None of his opponents had ever been able to leave a whole body, even a head. Dead or alive. The king of Shura used to trample on the head of each enemy to ensure his victory.

The murderous spirit and strength may not be directly proportional, but Tang San at this time was an opponent that no one in the killing capital was willing to face.

"Congratulations, young king of Shura." A deep, sharp voice came from all directions. The murderous spirit released by Tang San unexpectedly poured back into his body at the moment of the sound, and was pressed into his body again. Tang San's face turned pale.

The atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rises to the extreme, because in mid air, a blood red figure is falling from the sky.

"King of killing, king of killing, king of killing..." The cry made the degenerates hoarse, but they did not mean to stop.

Tang San's heart was awe inspiring, and his eyes looked at the scarlet figure in the air.

It was a tall man, all wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

Pale face, a pair of blood red eyes, the body slowly from the air, it seems that there is no need to be limited by gravity.

Tang San had seen the same scene in his father. He can be sure that the king of killing from the sky is definitely a strong man with the title of Douluo.

Suspended in mid air, five meters above the ground, the king of killing stopped descending. Looking down at Tang San from the air, the deep but sharp voice sounded again, "please send the hell messenger."

The door on the other side of the hell killing field opened. At this time, her eyes were almost half blood red, and her breath was obviously uneven because of her own murderous spirit. When her eyes are fixed on Tang San, her breath becomes stable.

The king of slaughter's eyes fall on the viewing platform of the hell killing field.

"I am very happy to witness the birth of two killers today. Yum, which has not appeared in decades, is shown in two young people. They make you tremble with their powerful strength and terrifying murderous spirit, right? My people. "

"Yes, yes, yes." there seems to be a unique charm in the king of killing, which makes all degenerates produce a kind of crazy worship after seeing him.

From him, Tang San can ask a faint sweet smell, which makes people intoxicated. Unfortunately, for him and julina, the impact was not very big.

The king of killing lowered his head and looked at Tang San and hulena, "King Shura, Messenger of hell. Thank you for letting me feel the existence of the God of killing again. Yum! Good. In recognition of your achievements. I've decided to give you the title of killing God. From now on, you can all go in and out of the city of killing. And he was courteously appointed as the king of killing city under himself

You don't have to go to hell? Tang San looks at Hu Lena in surprise and finds that she is also looking at herself. There was a look of doubt in both eyes.

What the hell is the king of slaughter doing? No way to hell to grant the title of killing God.

Tang San and Hu Lena are undoubtedly intelligent people, both of them have the soul bone of the head. After a brief eye contact, they understand the intention of the king of killing.

Taking the road to hell is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

But behind the danger, there is a huge temptation in the field of killing gods. The king of killing in front of them obviously does not want them to gain the domain of killing gods.

Hullena took the lead and said, "No. The great king of killing. We can't break the rules of the killing city because of us. I am willing to pass the test of hell road and get your reward again. I hope to get out of here on my own and become a real God of killing. "

The king of the slaughter's eyes fixed, "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of hell road. Hell emissary, I hope you understand that man has only one life

Hulena sneered, "great king of killing, isn't it ridiculous that you talk about life with me? This is the world of killing. "

What about the more powerful flash in your eyes? Will you accept my reward and become the guest of the city of killing? "

Tang San chuckled indifferently, "the purpose of my coming here is to walk the hell road. King of slaughter, I accept your kindness. Please open the entrance to hell road. I would like to pass this test with the messengers of hell. "The king of slaughter's face suddenly changed, "are you going to join hands to pass through hell road? Have you forgotten your origin

"In this world, there are no eternal enemies, only permanent interests," she sneered. Why don't both of them go out alive and become the real God of killing? We don't need you to worry about our affairs. The great king of slaughter, please follow the rules of the city of killing. "

The light red halo was released from the king of killing. If it was not for the scruples in his heart, he would have destroyed the two people in front of him. With the strength of Tang San and Hu Lena, they are just like ants in front of him. But he can't do that. Because he was afraid that the city of killing would be destroyed. Although this dark world has something to rely on, if it provokes the people behind Tang San and Hu Lena, then it will be overturned.

"In that case. Then you go to hell. It's also a good trip to be a companion on the way to hell. If you can pass the test of hell road and become a new generation of killing gods. Please say hello to your elders instead of me. "

The king of the slaughter's tone was noticeably colder, even ironic. Hell Road, is it really so easy to break through? Even if you're two, it's not that easy.

The thick red fog suddenly released from the king of killing, and Tang San and hulena had to retreat quickly. It has been withdrawn for several tens of meters before it can barely bear to live.

What the king of killing releases is not the murderous spirit, but the extremely evil breath, which makes the bone marrow become stiff and cold.

Evil cold red ripple slowly spread, almost in the blink of an eye, it has spread to the whole audience.

The depraves in the audience were all strangely excited. They all wanted to see the hell road open. But what they don't know is. My life has come to an end.

No one has ever seen the path of hell open except for the God of killing and the king of killing. Because everyone I've seen is dead. In other words, they have become the sacrifice for the opening of hell road.

Tang San and hulena soon found out. The red light released from the king of killing, though it brought them a lot of pressure. But the red light was not aimed at them. But towards the stands.

Originally crazy cheering depraved people with the red light landing on the observation platform gradually become quiet. Every degenerate's eyes gradually become dull. And then there was dullness that turned into hyperemia. It's not long. When the red light forms a huge barrier across the hellfield. The cry of pain began to ring from the person who first touched the red light.

Affected by red light. The fallen seem to be half mad. Struggling to grasp my face, my body

The fallen who can survive in the inner city. Most of them have certain strength. At this time, they exert their strength completely on themselves. Even the scream contained a thrill of excitement. It seems that in the process of self abuse, it has been enjoying infinitely.

The skin turned over and the blood was everywhere. They even took their guts out of their bodies. The whole madness. It doesn't stop until the end of life.

More and more degenerates are born in this way. Until it spreads all over the place.

Although both Tang San and Hu Lena had experienced numerous massacres in the capital of killing, they still did not look pale in the face of such a large-scale terrorist situation. The killing Qi in the body is more and more uncontrollable.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Hu leina clearly saw a strong anger flashed through Tang San's eyes. As long as she was a human being, as long as she had a trace of human nature, she would certainly hate the killing city.

Blood spilled on the ground. It began to condense, and a large amount of blood flowed like a stream to the central field of the killing field along the unimportant small pipes under the audience. Clearly visible, countless red liquid meanders into the entrance like small snakes.

Tang San Di's fists unconsciously drilled into the body, and the strong murderous spirit constantly burst out in his body, which could explode at any time.

"It's their glory to be able to be a sacrifice that opens the path of hell." The king of the slaughter has a deep voice. At this time, the scream has gradually stopped, except for Tang San, Hu Lena and the king of killing. There seems to be no more living people here.

Blood flow in. There's no straight line spreading on the ground. I don't know when a groove appeared, blood flow into it, and gradually, converged into a huge blood red pattern on the ground.

At this time, Tang San and Hu Lena are in this pattern, and it is difficult to see the whole picture. However, both of them have a head soul bone, and their spiritual strength is much stronger than ordinary soul masters. Coincidentally, close your eyes, release your mental energy in the air, and observe the situation around you.

They found that the pattern formed by blood condensation turned out to be a bird like creature, but it looked strange, not as simple as an ordinary bird.

What is this?

Just when Tang San was in doubt, suddenly, the bird's eyes lit up. The mental strength of Tang San and Hu Lena was almost smashed in an instant, and the huge red light rose to the sky, sweeping their bodies in an instant. Everything around us becomes blurred. Only the deep, shrill voice of the king of slaughter reverberated in his ears."Good luck on hell road."

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