Chapter 57 The Fall of Qian Renhan
“You are looking for death!”
Hearing that Qian Xunji wanted to take control of the Slaughter City, the Slaughter King’s eyes were full of murderous intent, and the palms wrapped in scales were extremely hard and sharp. The claws can easily split mountains and rocks, and a killing field filled with endless evil aura erupts.
Competing with the God of Death Realm, the Angel Realm that has evolved to its peak is strong enough to compete with the Killing Realm, the evolved version of the God of Death Realm. The Golden Light Realm and the Dark Red Light Realm collide, and the two are constantly offsetting and dissolving. What dissipated was the soul power of the King of Slaughter and Qian Xunji.
Because the King of Slaughter is protected by the killing field, the light of the angel cannot come in, so the blood-red nine-headed bat king still maintains the state of occupying Tang Chen's body. There is no loss of soul, and Tang Chen has no chance of recovery. sign.
The sacred sword and the dark red claws collided continuously, sparks flew, terrifying energy rippled, and the buildings in the killing town below were continuously destroyed.
The King of Slaughter grabbed the sacred sword that was ten meters long and three meters wide with both hands, opened his mouth and let out a strange scream, and a sound wave containing powerful soul power erupted from his mouth.
And this is the innate skill of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, ultrasound. Ultrasound is harmless to the human body, but it adds its own soul power to the ultrasound.
"Angel Assault."
The first soul ring under Chihiroji's feet lit up, and the soul power formed a golden shield in his left fist. A punch bounced off the ultrasonic wave, purifying it. Among them is the soul power of the King of Slaughter.
"His Majesty the Pope!"
Ju Douluo sensed the battle breaking out at the entrance to the Killing City and rushed over. He was about to release his martial soul to help, but was illuminated by the dark red field full of evil energy in the Killing City. , the martial soul was released, but the soul ring under his feet did not appear. Without the blessing of the soul ring, the metal-filled martial soul changed into its original form, which was a chrysanthemum, the strange velvet-toothing chrysanthemum.
"A little ant dares to get in the way. In my domain, I am the master of everything!" The King of Slaughter glanced at Ju Douluo with disdain, and the flesh wings behind his back fiercely moved. He waved and rolled out a strong wind that hit Ju Douluo.
The fighting power of a titled Douluo without a soul ring is not much better than that of ordinary people with muscles. This strong wind was enough to blow Ju Douluo dozens of meters into the air and then fall to his death.
The three pairs of angel wings behind Qian Xunji also flapped, and several angel feathers fell down. Under his control, the angel feathers connected together in front of Ju Douluo, blocking the hurricane.
"Elder Ju, you have no domain that is no match for the King of Slaughter. His domain is too domineering."
Qianxunji's eyes were full of fear, what kind of ghost domain is this? Living in a soul ring is too overbearing. Even if the King of Slaughter is as strong as him, he will be in a rage even if the Golden Crocodile comes in this domain. The main reason why he is not restricted by this domain is because the angel domain and this domain restrain each other.
"It's His Majesty the Pope." Ju Douluo quickly left the killing field, and nine soul rings appeared under his feet.
"Save a dog's life." The King of Slaughter glanced at Ju Douluo with disdain, and then started fighting Qian Xunji again.
The two fought from sunrise to sunset. The entire killing town was destroyed. The ground was full of pits and the bodies of desperadoes were everywhere. The gates and taverns of the killing city also collapsed. The yellow spring dew inside spread all over the floor.
The long period of consumption made Qian Xunji gasp for breath, and the clothes inside the armor were already wet with sweat. On the other hand, the King of Slaughter was not affected in any way. Not only was he full of energy, but his soul power was also extremely full.
The blood-red nine-headed bat king occupies the body of Extreme Douluo Tang Chen, but the current level of erosion cannot use the martial spirit. He can compete with the powerful Super Douluo with his demigod-level body, but The soul power he used was the soul power of Extreme Douluo. The soul power was four times that of Qian Xunji. How could Qian Xunji be his opponent despite all the effort. The King of Slaughter said contemptuously: "The Pope of Wuhun Palace is only as strong as this."
Qianxun Ji said coldly: "I can't kill you, but my father can I will kill you easily, destroy the city of killing, and avenge my son!"
Hearing this, the King of Slaughter became extremely angry and roared: "I must put a hat on me for what I didn't do! On the king’s head, right? Okay, okay, from now on the agreement between the Killing City and the Wuhun Palace will be broken, and there will be a war between the Killing Capital and the Wuhun Palace. Anyone who dares to come to the Killing Capital will be torn into pieces by me!”
After saying that, the King of Slaughter and Qian Xunji stopped fighting at the same time.
The King of Slaughter returned to the Slaughter City, and he had to make good arrangements. It was true that the agreement with Wuhun Palace was broken, but the war was just a joke, because the effective strength of the Slaughter City was 100% killed by Qian Renhan Ninety percent of the time, the remaining old, weak, sick, disabled and skinny are of no use at all. Now we can only defend this three-thirds of an acre of land, and wait until the strength is accumulated before starting a war.
With the evil and depraved aura of the Slaughter City and the power of rules, the Slaughter King is not afraid at all even if Qian Daoliu dares to break in and trouble him. He needs to recuperate now.
As for the food, just let people grab it outside. There are one hundred and one law enforcement teams in the Killing City. They are all elites selected from thousands of people. They are enough to fight beyond the level. The captain is at the Douluo level. The strong ones, and the rest are Soul Douluo and Soul Saint. With such a force, it is not difficult to destroy the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, but they are afraid of not being able to grab food.
Qian Xunji came to the end of the Hell Road and waited. He did not believe that if the King of Slaughter really did not secretly kill him, Qian Renhan would not be able to get out of the Hell Road.
In the end, after waiting for another month, there was still no movement on the Hell Road. Qian Xunji finally gave up and returned to the Spirit Hall with Ju Douluo.
For three months, Qian Renhan, who was in a state of absorption in the Shura Temple and surrounded by a scarlet soul ring, was completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
In Wuhun Hall, Qian Xunji has returned, and the atmosphere in the entire Wuhun Hall has become unparalleledly heavy.
In the Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu looked at the angel statue with his hands behind his back, his eyes were extremely deep, and there was no expression on his face, but if you look closely, you can see that the tall body is slightly stooped.
"Dad, did my brother really die in the killing city?" Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and her face was also full of tear stains.
Qianxunji's face was extremely gloomy, he rubbed Qian Renxue's head and said: "Xiaoxue, three months have passed since the Slaughter City sent a letter saying that Xiaohan entered the road to hell. Elder Jugui He had been waiting there three months earlier. Hell Road is the most dangerous place in the Killing City. If Xiaohan really stayed there for three months and still hasn't come out, then this would be the only result."
"Brother. ! Wuwu, brother—" Qian Renxue covered her cheeks with her hands, and big tears dripped down from the gaps between her fingers. After listening to her brother's words, she changed her previous playful ways and graduated from level 61 with two years of hard training. Reaching level 66 should have been such an auspicious number, but instead it brought shocking news.
After a while, Qian Renxue fainted on the ground due to excessive emotional fluctuations, and was carried back to the room by two maids.
Golden Crocodile Douluo said with anger on his face: "Brother, it must be the King of Slaughter who secretly plotted the murder. With the strength of the young master, it is impossible for him to escape from the City of Slaughter. Let's go and kill the King of Slaughter and the King of Slaughter. Let’s destroy them all!”
Qian Daoliu shook his head and said in an extremely low voice, “It can’t be done. As long as the King of Slaughter is hiding in the Slaughter City, we can’t kill him.”
Qian Daoliu's words are just like what the King of Slaughter said. It is not the Wuhun Palace that can threaten the survival of the Slaughter City, but the God of Death.
(End of this chapter)