Chapter 47 Qian Renhan’s Fishing Bait
Qian Renhan’s eyes circled around him, looking at the people surrounding him, with anticipation in his eyes, some with lewd faces and even drooling, there were probably dozens of degenerates, and the corners of his mouth were slightly Shangyang, what did he come to the killing city for? It was to fight and find a way to break through the third level of the sword, so he immediately went to the hell killing field, wanting to have a happy life and death battle, but he didn't expect to come here directly. Dozens of people, it seems that this unisex face has some benefits after all.
Qian Renhan's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and the fallen angel's martial spirit rose. Three pairs of pitch-black wings appeared behind him, and a field of incomparable darkness that even light could not penetrate erupted from the martial spirit's body, covering the surroundings. All ten fallen ones were enveloped.
Except for people outside the realm, no one else knows what happened in this black realm, because there is no sound coming from this dark realm, and no one escapes. Everyone just I saw that after the domain dispersed, there was only one person standing in that area, dressed in black, not stained by dirt, with six wings on his back, long white hair blowing in the wind, holding a long sword, and his whole body was like that Neat, but there were corpses everywhere around him, and it was like a hell-like scene. The blood of the corpses gathered together and even formed a relatively large pool of blood.
But the most bizarre thing is that none of the dozens of fallen people who died tragically had a look of pain and ferocity on their faces. Instead, they were all crazy and happy, as if they were enjoying themselves.
After finishing dozens of fallen people, Qian Renhan’s originally blood-colored eyes were vaguely covered with a layer of blood-colored murderous intent, but then the bloody murderous intent left Qian Renhan’s mind and merged into it. After entering the fallen angel's martial soul, Qian Renhan's brain returned to its most awake state.
"Absorbing the murderous aura from my body and keeping me awake. Is this one of the abilities of the Fallen Angel Martial Spirit?" Qian Renhan smiled faintly. The Seraphim Martial Spirit can automatically filter out harmful substances that are harmful to the body. Impurities, and his fallen angel martial spirit was actually able to actively absorb the murderous aura in him. The god-level martial spirit indeed had its own merits.
Qian Renhan glanced at the pile of corpses with crazy faces around him, and shook his head speechlessly. He never thought that after he released the dark realm, all the evil thoughts in the hearts of these fallen people would be wiped out by the fallen angels. The martial soul was drawn out, and it didn't attack him at all. Instead, it vented wildly into the air.
If Qian Renhan wanted to, he would most likely be able to use the fallen angel spirit to order the Slaughter City to remove all the fallen people of the Slaughter King as slaves.
After dealing with this group of people, no one dared to stop Qian Renhan anymore. Qian Renhan came to the center of the inner city of the killing capital and saw a special building. The building was circular. To be more precise, It is a non-standard cone shape, with the largest area at the bottom and narrowing as you go up. At the gate of the building, almost every fallen person who enters has a cup of Huang Quan Dew in his hand.
"This should be the Killing Fields of Hell."
Qian Renhan walked towards the building. Ten people were fighting in the Killing Fields of Hell. The level of danger was incomparable to the previous battle, but he had to go. Because he cannot leave through the Hell Road without passing hundreds of Hell Killing Fields. In addition, he has to experience a real battle of life and death. The dozens of fallen people he killed before were only won by his martial soul. , not really a life and death battle.
Just like the battle between the younger generation Qian Renxue and Yu Tianyuan seven years ago, Qian Renxue defeated Yu Tianyuan because of her martial soul advantage, not that she was stronger than Yu Tianyuan. Only relying on the strength of the martial soul without honing one's own fighting consciousness and accumulating combat experience will ultimately lead to one unable to become the most powerful person.
After a while, another corpse appeared in Qian Renhan's footsteps, and he was holding a cup of Huang Quan Dew in his hand.
Qian Renhan looked towards a small corner and said lightly: "You must have seen enough after following me along the way. If you have seen enough, go and sign up for me."
Gloomy In the small corner, the girl in black gauze slowly revealed her figure.
“Do you know that I have been following you?” The girl in black gauze looked surprised. "I don't even have this little anti-investigation capability."
Qian Renhan handed the yellow spring dew in his hand to the black gauze girl, who did not hesitate. , maybe feeling guilty after peeping and being found out, he took his ID card and Huang Quanlu and walked towards the registration office.
Ten passages, ten people walked into the hell killing field. The soul guide in Qian Renhan's hand lit up. He started with the long sword he practiced daily. He set a limit for himself. In the hell killing field In the fight, he must not use any power of his martial soul.
Even in the killing city, possessed by a martial spirit, the attributes possessed by the martial spirit can greatly enhance the strength of the soul master. However, the biggest threat in the hell killing field does not come from the life and death battle in the killing field. After the end, the exhausted contestants left the Hell Killing Fields and were besieged by the fallen who had been waiting outside for a long time.
There are many people outside who are besieging Qian Renhan and he can’t stop him from using his martial spirit. But here there are only nine people besieging him at most. If he can’t defeat him and uses his martial spirit, there’s no point in becoming stronger.
Twenty minutes later, nine corpses fell to the ground. Qian Renhan stood in the center of the hell killing field, his body covered with blood stains, and his left arm was hanging down weakly, dripping blood.
“This is the pain of being ripped apart, the soaring adrenaline on the line between life and death, and the potential of the human body. Desperados are indeed powerful. The city of killing is really a good place to practice leapfrog combat.”
< br>Qian Renhan smiled faintly, took out a few healing herbs from the soul guide and ate them. Looking at the desperadoes at his feet who were being killed by him with his sword, he felt faintly excited for some reason, as if he continued to kill. If he goes down, he will be able to clearly understand the bottleneck in kendo that is holding him back.
Immediately afterwards, the hell killing field seemed to tremble slightly, and all nine soul powers spurted out as he fell to the ground in the killing field, flowing into Qian Renhan's forehead. A small part of it was absorbed by him, and most of the rest The soul power enters the bottom of the hell killing field from top to bottom.
"This soul power is too little. I don't even know if it has one-tenth of the original body."
Qian Renhan murmured and didn't care, if the Douluo Palace Angel Under the statue is the most suitable training place for the angel clan soul master. The Killing City is the most suitable place for him, a fallen angel, to practice. The toxins, violence and evil factors contained in the aura of heaven and earth in the Killing City cannot affect him. He The fallen angel spirit may be extremely happy for these violent and evil elements to enter its body.
One year later, in the main square of the Killing City, a treasure that exuded blue light and was as crystal clear as a skeleton suddenly appeared in mid-air in the square. The appearance of this skeleton attracted everyone's attention. .
(End of this chapter)