Chapter 287 Escape on Hell Road (first update, 3000, please subscribe!)
Xingluo's changes are relatively secretive. Currently, only the crown prince Dai Mubai is actively planning and preparing for the humiliation of the past.
Emperor Xingluo and the nobles may take action. This is just Qian Renxue's inference based on the situation.
Perhaps there was some exaggeration in it to show the importance Fang Ling attached to him.
But...
Again, Xing Luo is not strong enough and is just a bunch of clowns.
If they come to invade us, we will make them taste the ultimate death!
Time is like fine sand, slipping quietly from your fingertips without leaving a trace.
Three months flew by.
Dugu Yan is meditating hard to solidify his foundation and quickly reach level seventy.
Although a hundred thousand year soul ring is good and can make people jump to level 65, even Fang Ling can't see any hidden dangers.
But after all, he lacked mental strength and lacked control over the sudden surge in soul power, so he needed to deepen his control.
Her soul power has been raised to level sixty-six.
When Zhu Zhuqing saw this, he could not help but feel envious, but he felt relieved when he thought that he would also be sacrificed by a hundred thousand year old soul beast.
She is still practicing in an orderly manner, and her soul power has reached the fifty-eighth level from the peak of the fifty-sixth level.
Not to be outdone, Ye Lingling advanced two levels to level fifty-seven.
The two of them were not far away from receiving the sacrifice.
In the past three months, Fang Ling had lived a very fulfilling life in the far north.
He received repeated beatings from the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor every day!
Facing the Snow Emperor, he had little power to fight back, and was seriously injured time and time again.
Against the Ice Emperor, he could still contend for a while.
Thanks to the extremely excellent characteristics of the divine body, Fang Ling's strength has reached 60,000 kilograms.
But this is not the point. The key is that the growth rate has not slowed down at all!
Every time you are injured and repaired, you will grow.
Maintaining a high speed that shocked everyone.
The fusion combat skills of mental power and soul power are also rapidly improving under the pressure provided by the Second Ice and Snow Emperor.
The warrior field has been fully tempered.
Everything seems great.
Tang San in the Killing City also thought so.
Although he had experienced the dilemma of Fang Ling massacring most of the inner city of the Killing Capital and not being able to gather the manpower for the competition, after his father arrived, he not only brought a precious ten-thousand-year-old head soul bone, but also greatly accelerated the speed at which he achieved victory. .
The devouring effect of the Eight Spider Spears had already reached level 60, but because he lacked the sixth soul ring, he didn't know what his specific soul power level was.
Tang San had a hunch that as long as he went out and obtained the sixth spirit ring, he would definitely make a leap forward.
He can definitely keep up with Fang Ling’s cultivation progress!
Because the Soul Emperor's soul power transformed from gaseous to liquid state, his cultivation would become slower. Tang San thought Fang Ling was still the Soul Emperor.
He made a careful plan in his mind: If Fang Ling really got his mother's soul bone, then his father would deal with Dugu Bo, and he would deal with Fang Ling.
Let Fang Ling see his own growth and defeat this nightmare in his heart with his own hands!
The killing fields of hell.
The last opponent was devoured in soul power and vitality by Tang San's bloody Eight Spider Spear and died.
He finally got a yum!
The excitement of the mood made Ai Ai raise his hands high, unreservedly releasing the terrifying and bloody murderous aura from his body.
He killed all the crooked melons and cracked dates, but he still had the will to kill, and the thought of killing Fang Ling ranked first among them.
The nearly substantial murderous aura formed a huge whirlpool in the air, and the Nuo Da venue fell silent under the influence of this huge murderous aura.
Not a single person was seen in the audience, and it seemed that they were too afraid to come to watch the game.
In fact, there is no one in the inner city. Every time we arrest people to compete, where will there be any audience?
"Congratulations, young Demon Spider King." A low and sharp voice sounded from the void, and suddenly came from all directions in an instant.
Tang San felt a powerful energy approaching, and the murderous aura released from his body was forced back and pressed into his body again.
In mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.
The atmosphere in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly turned cold and evil to the extreme.
Tang San's face was pale, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he looked towards the scarlet figure in mid-air.
The visitor was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.
With a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, the body slowly descended from the air.
"The King of Slaughter!" Tang San had never seen him before, but heard his father say that this was the ruler of the City of Slaughter.
The uncontrollable killing intent in the bloody eyes stopped with his arrival.
His eyes glanced behind Tang San. Those eight sharp spider legs were dyed an indelible crimson color by the blood. The Slaughter King couldn't help but think of Bibi Dong.
He joked:
"The title of Spider King is more suitable for another person. In fact, you should be called Hammer King."
Tang San didn't speak, just stared at him with scarlet eyes.
Somewhat disappointed, the King of Killing lowered his head in disinterest, looked at him and said as usual: "King of Demon Pearls, in order to commend your achievements, I have decided to grant you the title of God of Killing."
"From now on, you can all enter and leave the City of Killing on your own. You will also be hired as guests of the City of Killing under me."
Tang San's voice was cold: "No, dear King of Slaughter, I am willing to pass the test of the Hell Road. I hope to rely on my own strength to get out of here and become a true God of Death."
The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed, seeming to threaten:
"I'm afraid you don't know the horrors of the Hell Road, Demon Pearl King, don't you know that people only live once?"
"Father is still in the Killing City. My goal here is to kill the god of death. Please follow the rules and open the road to hell." Tang San's tone was very firm
"Have you thought about it? Do you really want to leave?" The threat on the Slaughter King's face suddenly disappeared and turned into a weird smile. As far as he knew, something had changed on the Road to Hell. It was not impossible to walk on it, but it might be a little difficult.
This was not what Fang Ling did.
He was flying when he brought Hu Liena through.
The battle with the ten-headed blazing sun snake was also extremely fast and did not cause any deliberate damage to the Hell Road.
Fang Ling also hoped that Tang San could pass through the Killing City and perhaps verify a certain conjecture.
It can be regarded as a prepared free-range resource.
The Hell Road is automatically balanced according to the design already designed by God Shura.
Because the three-headed dark gold bat king and the ten-headed blazing sun snake died on the road, the road automatically narrowed, and it was easy to fall into the abyss if not careful.
And there are other surprises.
"Dear King of Slaughter, I have already thought about it. Please open the road to hell." Tang San nodded.
In the mid-air, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao floated there, watching eagerly. The big bat remembered the new rules of Hell Road that he had learned, and a smile appeared on his face, looking a little sinister:
"If you want to go, then go and hope you can pass!"
The King of Slaughter left temporarily, and when he came back, there were teams of black-armored knights escorting at least a hundred people back.
He can provide energy to transport him to hell, or he can use the blood of others.
In this case, the big bat naturally chooses to use blood for energy.
People are constantly being thrown into the killing field of hell. The moment they approach, they are controlled by an invisible spiritual force and stand still.
A red light spread from the King of Slaughter.
It was the same scene as what Fang Ling had seen before.
Affected by the red light, those degenerates seemed to be going crazy, desperately grabbing their faces and bodies...
The blood scattered on the ground and began to condense, and countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.
The blood flowed in along the groove that appeared at an unknown time.
Gradually, a huge blood-red bat pattern formed on the ground.
After a while, a huge red light shot up into the sky, and under the blood-red devouring, Tang San felt his feet go empty.
Everything around him became illusory, and all perceptions were completely blocked at this moment.
An invisible fear arose in his heart, which even made him feel a bit of nihilistic pain.
I don't know how long it took, but with a violent shock, all the senses were restored again, and the blood around him gradually faded.
Tang San appeared on the platform of Hell Road.
The person's eyes have completely turned blood red, and the white ripples around the body are constantly increasing in fluctuation.
A feeling of coldness came from the depths of his soul, and the murderous aura raged uncontrollably in his body, causing him to suffer tremendous pain.
The realm has begun to transform. Tang San has stayed longer than Hu Liena and is more adaptable, but the soul bone is too rubbish.
Following the path of a fallen soul master, this would lower some of his mental defenses.
This performance is not surprising.
Fortunately, he comes from the Tang Sect and has the Xuan Tian Kung and the Purple Demon Eyes which are effective in exorcizing evil spirits.
After adjusting for a long time, the Xuantian Kung was running at an extremely fast speed, and the Purple Demon Eyes shone brightly.
Tang San's consciousness condensed a little, and he activated his soul bone skill "Spiritual Fire" to scorch his own spiritual sea, and finally regained consciousness.
He gasped violently and found himself on a circular platform with a diameter of two meters.
He was in a prone position, with an endless abyss in front of him.
Tang San turned around and looked at this small road, which was only twenty centimeters wide and was as big as a single-plank bridge. His expression changed, "Is this the road to hell?"
Through the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San could see the dark red blood river under the abyss.
The road ahead is difficult and dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die. It can indeed be called hell.
"Kacha, kacha..."
Still sighing in his heart, Tang San moved his ears and faintly heard a few cracking sounds coming from behind.
Looking closely, the platform began to crack with corresponding gaps inch by inch, and the hard rock was rolling down!
I couldn't hear the sound because it was too high and it didn't fall down for a short time.
This is the new hell road set by God Shura after there are no obstacles.
Racing against time, we can’t stop even one step on this single-plank bridge, we can only cross quickly before the road ends.
Or swim through hell's path as hot as lava.
"There is a time limit?!" Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly, this was different from what his father told him.
The Eight Spider Spears suddenly burst out from behind. He regained his strength and made light of his body. He seized the time to move forward quickly while stepping on the ghostly shadow.
For someone like him who can fly over grass, the single-plank bridge is easier and he won't lose his balance, but I'm afraid it won't be that simple.
The Eight Spider Spears are backup insurance and must be used to save lives at critical moments.
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