Chapter 75 The King of Slaughter
The City of Slaughter, a dark and spacious room.
It was an extremely huge chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals. The crystals outline a drum-tower-like form. Everything here is dark red except for this chair.
"The stick demon has won ninety-eight consecutive victories" a cold female voice sounded in the darkness.
"I know." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the darkness, his appearance could not be clearly seen, but he could only vaguely see that the man was tall and thin.
"Great King. Should we start contacting him? In the Killing City, no truly strong man has joined us for a long time."
"Do you think it's possible?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair. road.
"He comes from Wuhun Palace, and two ninety-sixth level super Douluo sent him in person. You can imagine his status. There is a killing god in Wuhun Palace that we are invincible, and Wuhun The palace also supplies supplies for the City of Killing.
Let him go to hell. If he passes, it will just be another killing god in Wuhun Palace, but he deserves to be killed."
Wang said coldly that as long as he took care of his one-third of an acre of land, the mainland had nothing to do with him.
With a wave of his big hand, a stream of rich dark red liquid flew out from in front of him. In the darkness, in front of him was a huge blood pool filled with thick blood.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood in his belly. In the dim light, two fangs were vaguely exposed.
A week later,
Li Luochen wielded the Panlong Stick and shattered the last opponent, declaring that he had won the killing field.
"Stick Demon——Stick Demon——"
Li Luochen narrowed his eyes, and suddenly an almost substantial murderous aura formed a huge whirlpool in the air. Around the Nuo Da venue, a large number of fallen spectators fell silent under the influence of the huge murderous aura released from him.
He didn't like the title of Stick Demon. It was so unappealing and unpleasant. He felt even worse when he thought that his number was 5438.
Everyone present thinks that the Stick Demon is the most terrifying existence, because none of his opponents can leave a whole corpse, they are all bones and scum, and the Stick Demon's battles are all about breaking others' bodies. The most common attack on the body is to smash the head. Such an attack method is daunting.
"Congratulations, young Stick Demon King." A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.
The murderous aura released by Li Luochen poured back the moment the sound was heard, and was pressed back into his body. Li Luochen frowned, and the real master was here.
The atmosphere in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.
"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the fallen ones become hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.
Li Luochen looked at the figure in the sky with a calm expression. He was just trying to scare him. Does he, the King of Slaughters, dare to touch him? My father, Zhang. . . Bah, bah, bah, the Wuhun Palace enshrines disciples, dare to move?
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, as if it did not need to be restricted by gravity at all.
“I am very happy to witness the birth of a strong man in the killing field today. Yum Sheng, who has not appeared for more than ten years, relies on his powerful strength and terrifying murderous intent to make you Trembling, aren't you? My people."
"Yes -, yes -, yes -" The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm that makes all the fallen have an almost crazy worship after seeing him.
"Dear King of Slaughter, I guess you should make an exception and let me become the God of Slaughter, and then become a guest in the City of Slaughter, right?" Li Luochen sneered.
The King of Killing:. . . . How do you know? "The King of Free Slaughter has mercy on me. I am a very troublesome person. I am afraid that the respected King of Slaughter will be bored, so I chose to take the road to hell."
Li Luochen continued.
"By the way, great king, if I pass the road to hell and become the God of Killing, I would like to ask you for two people. No problem. I think I should have this right. You don't want to offend me, Wuhun Palace."
Li Luochen grinned, half threatening the King of Slaughter.
The King of Slaughter looked cold at this time. Although Li Luochen's words were very respectful, he felt very uncomfortable but could do nothing about it. He couldn't afford to offend Wuhun Palace.
"It's up to you. When you pass the Hell Road, remember to take me to say hello to the female murderer in Wuhun Palace." The King of Slaughter said coldly.
Thick red mist was suddenly released from the King of Slaughter, and the huge aura forced Li Luochen to retreat quickly. After retreating for tens of meters, he could barely bear it.
What the King of Slaughter released was not murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura, a cold that made even the bones of his bones stiffen.
The evil cold red ripples spread out slowly, almost in the blink of an eye. It has spread to the whole place. The degenerates sitting in the audience were all surprisingly excited. They all wanted to see the road to hell open. However, what they don't know is that their lives have come to an end.
Except for the God of Death and the King of Slaughter, no one has ever seen the opening of the Hell Road, because everyone who has seen it has died, or in other words, has become a sacrifice for the opening of the Hell Road.
Although the red light released from the King of Slaughter put a lot of pressure on them, the red light was not aimed at them. Instead, he headed towards the surrounding stands.
The Fallen who were cheering wildly on the ground gradually became quiet as the red light landed on the viewing platform. The eyes of each Fallen gradually became dull, and then the dullness turned into bloodshot red. Time Not long after, when the red light formed a huge barrier in the entire hell killing field, painful screams began to sound from the people who were first exposed to the red light.
Affected by the red light, those degenerates seemed to be half crazy. He desperately grabbed his face and body...
It didn't take long for the blood to fall to the ground and begin to condense. A large amount of blood was like streams. It flows along the inconspicuous small pipe under the auditorium to the central area of the killing field. It was clearly visible that countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.
"It is their honor to be the sacrifice that opens the road to hell." The deep voice of the King of Slaughter sounded.
At this time, the screams had gradually stopped, and except for Li Luochen and the King of Slaughter, there seemed to be no one alive here.
Li Luochen knew that there would be a sacrifice to open the road to hell, so he had no expression on his face. For this reason, he ordered Dai Tianxing and Lin Chengkun not to look at him.
He is not like two servants who are pleasing to the eye and have good strength. They have disappeared. This is a big loss.
Blood flows into the field. It does not spread in a straight line. On the ground, grooves appeared at some point. Blood flow was injected into it, and gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.
"I wish you good luck on the road to hell!"
The King of Slaughter has left, and Li Luochen was swallowed up by blood red, but the white murderous aura on his body protected him from harm.
Not long after, Li Luochen opened his eyes again. He had arrived on a circular platform with a diameter of five meters.
"Hell Road, here I come."
(End of this chapter)