Chapter 182 The Road to Hell Opens
The King of Slaughter just waved his hand gently, and the entire audience was in an uproar, like a demon, especially those scarlet eyes, which were simply breathtaking.
The voice of the King of Slaughter was unusually low: "I am very happy that I witnessed the birth of the strong Yum Victory in the City of Slaughter. The Dragon Player inspired everyone with his powerful strength and terrifying murderous intent."
The fallen fell into madness: "Magic dragon, magic dragon,..."
Everyone seemed to be shouting hysterically, as if they didn't know how tired they were, even Yang Ping'an seemed to be in his heart They were all greatly bewitched.
Of course, in the entire hell killing field, Tang San also seemed relatively calm at this moment. After all, he had a soul bone in his head, and with the Purple Demon Eye he had cultivated, his mental power could basically be said to exceed that of most people present.
At this moment, Tang San's face was extremely gloomy. It had been almost half a year since he entered the Killing City. He had already experienced dozens of games in the Hell Killing Fields, and he could still remain clear-headed.
However, after many observations, Tang San always felt that this Demon Dragon player seemed a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, especially those claws, which were a bit like those in the Soul Master Competition. Yang Ping'an.
However, in comparison, this Demonic Dragon player is much stronger than Yang Ping'an. Not only can he completely transform his arms into dragons, he can even have various moves on his hands, especially It's a bit incredible that a pair of dragon claws can actually use sword moves. It's even more wonderful than the Tang Sect world in the previous life.
However, the Magic Dragon players are no longer the same as Yang Pingan. They look much taller, especially the blond hair and the beard on the chin. They look older than Yang Pingan. Quite a few.
Not to mention that in terms of soul power, Yang Pingan was basically on par with him. You must know that during the soul master competition, he had four levels of soul power higher than Yang Pingan. Tang San didn't really believe in Yang Pingan. The speed of improvement is faster than myself.
Just when Tang San was full of doubts, the King of Slaughter continued: "Devil Dragon, your strength is very good. In recognition of your achievements, I can grant you the title of God of Killing, and at the same time allow You can freely move in and out of the City of Killing, and you are hired as my guest in the City of Killing."
Yang Pingan just smiled lightly: "Thank you, King of Killing, for your care, but I still hope to be on my own. To get out of the city of killing, please ask the King of Killing to open the road to hell for me."
The King of Killing was startled: "Devil Dragon, do you know that the road to hell is extremely dangerous, and even you will only escape death. "
Yang Ping'an showed a decisive look: "Thank you for your concern, King of Slaughter. I still want to become a true god of death on my own. Please help me open the road to hell."
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As Yang Ping'an finished speaking, everyone at the scene cheered: "Hell Road, Hell Road..."
Obviously no one at the scene had ever seen the Hell Road open, and would not understand what happened after the Hell Road. How much loss there will be, and it is not clear that sacrifices are needed to open the road to hell.
The King of Killing looked at Yang Pingan's expression and knew very well that Yang Pingan came to the Killing City just to gain experience, or he knew that Yang Pingan came to the Killing City only to obtain the God of Killing Domain.
After all, before Yang Pingan entered the City of Slaughter, Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace had already come to say hello. Originally, the King of Slaughter thought that Yang Pingan was a talent cultivated by Wuhun Palace, so he didn’t think too much about it. care.
But the result is exactly the opposite. In just two years, Yang Ping'an has already achieved victory. Especially Yang Ping'an is extremely fast in close combat, has endless attack methods, and has mastered the use of poison, no matter how many people are involved in the attack. Despite the siege, Yang Pingan could not be killed.
In the later stage, due to the rules of the Killing City, Bibi Dong's face, and the Wuhun Palace behind Yang Pingan, Yang Pingan finally achieved a hundred wins. At this moment, after the King of Slaughter recruited him twice in a row, Yang Ping'an completely ignored them and headed to the road to hell.
The final king of killing said coldly: "Well, since you insist on having your own way, then I will open the road to hell for you. I hope you will not regret it."
Following After the King of Slaughter finished speaking, a red light emitted from his body. The light passed over Yang Ping'an and enveloped everyone in the Hell Killing Ground.
Yang Ping'an only felt that the breath was cold and cold, as if it was full of evil, while the audience in the Hell Killing Fields continued to cheer. After all, they also wanted to see the opening of the Hell Road.
But as the red light fell, it seemed to have infinite magic power, and everyone became extremely crazy. Then there were screams one after another, as if they had seen a great terror.
Even Tang San seemed to be sinking in his mind at this moment, as if he was about to fall into hell. All the soul power in his body was out of control, as if he was about to go crazy, even with the Xuantian Technique and the head soul bone. , it has no effect at this moment.
As screams erupted from the scene, countless people began to torture themselves crazily, and blood began to stain the entire hell killing field, as if they had entered a real hell.
As time goes by, there is more and more blood in the audience, and all the blood gradually gathers together and merges into the ring of the Hell Killing Fields.
Although this red light made Yang Pingan feel great pressure, it was obviously not aimed at him.
As time went by, dents appeared on the originally smooth arena. All the dents came together to form a huge bat, and this bat was as red as blood.
Immediately afterwards, the entire arena began to slowly collapse. Except for the huge bat, Yang Pingan seemed to begin to lose weight, and his whole body fell downwards.
At this moment Yang Ping'an seemed to have thought of something, and looked back at Tang San in the audience. You must know that opening the road to hell requires the sacrifice of all the audience, and almost no one can be spared.
And Tang San was obviously in great pain, as if his entire body and soul were about to be hollowed out. At this critical moment, Yang Ping'an actually saw a black figure wearing rags.
Although Yang Ping'an only had a glimpse, he knew very well that the man was Tang Hao. It seemed that Tang San's life should not be cut off this time, as he himself slowly began to fall, and even gradually lost consciousness.
I don't know how long it took before Yang Ping'an slowly started to wake up. This was a small platform with a radius of about five meters, which looked a bit like an ancient altar.
The entire area around the platform was filled with blood-red aura, and beyond the platform was an abyss, which looked extremely eerie and terrifying.
There is a path outside the platform that is no more than half a foot wide. This is also the only way out of the entire platform.
Yang Ping'an stabilized his mind and walked towards the path without saying a word. Time was running out now and he had to get out of the Hell Road as soon as possible, otherwise it would be more dangerous later.
(End of this chapter)