I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 194 Killing Capital

Capital of Slaughter·Scarlet Tavern.

Several blood-red boulders stood up strangely, and around the boulder stood more than a dozen statues with claws and claws. Under the cover of twilight, they looked like hell demons with their mouths wide open.

Everything about the City of Slaughter is horrifying, even though this is its entrance.

The tall evil king, who was dressed in a purple-black robe, was followed by a figure covered in a gray robe.

Surrounding the two of them were a dozen blood guard knights riding undead horses.

Every member of the Blood Guard Knight has the strength above Soul Sage.

In this killing city shrouded in special rules, the blood guard knight, who can freely display soul skills and soul power, is the only judge under the throne.

However, facing the two Xiejun who had not used their martial spirits, none of them dared to step forward.

Without it, the deadly aura from higher-dimensional predators pervades the surroundings, stronger and more pungent than the bloody smell inside the Slaughter City.

Every hair and skin of the Blood Guard Knights was full of involuntary tremors, and the undead horses under their crotches also let out a sound of fear, kicking with all four hooves, and the whole body had a tendency to fall backwards.

Fear and anxiety were brewing before the entrance of the killing capital, and the demon seemed to have met a more terrifying demon.

"Let your king speak!"

The deep and hoarse voice came from the gray robe behind Xie Jun, which made people feel a strong sense of discomfort when they heard it.

"The throne is resting!"

Bian Tai, the leader of the Blood Guard Knights, replied seriously.

Bian Tai took a deep breath. He is the most powerful existence in the Slaughter City, except for the Slaughter King.

Possesses an extremely powerful blood demon spirit, which can absorb the blood of the enemy from a distance. In the process of fighting with him, whenever there is a wound, the blood of the enemy's whole body will be drawn out by him irresistibly.

With this move, he can directly catch up to Title Douluo with the strength of a level 88 Contra!
Blood Demon Bian Tai!
This name that once set off a bloodbath in the Heaven Dou Empire was wanted by the Spirit Hall and various sects, so he had to devote himself to the Slaughter City, and was protected by its rules and the King of Slaughter.

"I'll say it again, let your king come out, the evil king's patience is not that good, blood demon Biantai!"

Bian Tai's eyes were fixed, he looked at the shadow under the gray robe, and there was still someone who recognized his name.

But he still bite the bullet and said:

"No one can break into the capital of killing! No one can insult the dignity of the throne! Your Excellency, don't bully others too much!"

There is no way, although he is the number two powerful figure in the Slaughter Capital, his own life and death are still a matter of the Slaughter King's words.

Under the throne, everyone is an ant!
Everything revolves around the service of the supreme ruler.

No matter how strong the strength is, in the eyes of the Slaughter King, it is just that he can serve himself better.

As the leader of the blood guards, Bian Tai must protect the order of the killing capital.

The last leader of the blood guards was killed by the King of Slaughter in the field of Shura just because he failed to stop a God of Death who broke into the Capital of Slaughter.

That feeling is more terrifying than death!
In the end, the Slaughter King chopped up the leader of the Blood Guard into meat sauce, which he shared with the crazy audience that night.

Bian Tai would rather die in battle at the hands of this invisible evil king than suffer the perverted punishment of the King of Slaughter.

"Oh? I didn't expect a watchdog to be so courageous."

The gray robe took off his hood back, revealing an old face, he stretched out his withered arms, and laughed loudly.

Just the laughter caused the dozen or so blood guard knights surrounding the two of them to retreat back again and again, their soul power shaking.

Then, the old man in gray robe lightly struck out with a palm, and a blood guard knight who had no time to react, together with the horse under him, was blasted into blood foam all over the sky.

"Too much deceit! Give it to me!"

Bian Tai gritted his teeth and shouted sharply.

In an instant, he pulled out the two blood blades that were left on his waist, cut out two interlaced blade lights, and plundered towards the old man in gray robe.

At the same time, his whole body's skin turned blood red, as if capillaries had burst, and two yellow, two purple, and four black soul rings emerged around Bian Tai's body.

The Wrath of the Blood Demon!
While Bian Tai sacrificed his martial soul, he also directly released his blood demon martial soul avatar, improving his state to the best.

More than a dozen rays of light of different colors also shone behind Bian Tai at the same time. The Blood Guard Knights formed by more than a dozen soul saints, plus a level 88 Contra, so what if it is a Title Douluo?

As if responding to their inner thoughts, the gray-robed old man also sacrificed his martial soul.

His dry and thin body swelled several times in an instant.

Muscles full of eruption and strength swelled out from his body surface, two earth gray curved horns arched from his forehead on both sides, and a reddish-brown breath sprayed out roughly.

wild!Madness!
Yellow yellow purple purple black black black black red!
Gluttonous Demonic Cow!

Level 95 Super Douluo!
"The Gluttonous Demonic Cow? Entrance?!"

Struggling to resist the powerful coercion, Bian Tai's face was full of shock.

He recognized this old man, who was the fierce and famous Demon Bull Douluo 20 years ago——Xinguan!
"That's right, I still recognize your grandfather!"

Xuanguan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and two thick and fiery breaths spewed out again. A thick oxtail swung behind him, and a random hit made the ground crack, and the terrifying force caused the space around him to fluctuate.

"Look at Grandpa's punch and break the door of your house!"

Then he punched the ground in front of him, and the soil and rocks cracked immediately, a fissure exuding a crimson light, and spread towards the tavern in the capital of killing like lightning, directly knocking Bian Tai and a dozen or so soul saints who were standing in front of him spurting blood wildly, and fell to both sides of the crack.

"Well--"

Bian Tai sucked back the blood he spit out, he gritted his teeth and used his eighth soul skill - Curse Killing Technique!
Pay your life with my blood!
Return all the damage you have received to the attacker in the form of spells.

However, it was only in exchange for a pause in the entrance's footsteps.

But that crack was not affected at all, and it went straight towards the "Scarlet Tavern".

Bian Tai's eyes widened, full of unwillingness and helplessness, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great, and he couldn't resist Xuanguan's move at all.

Seeing that the ground fissure was about to split the "Bloody Tavern" in half, an extremely thick bloody aura came from the air and blocked the ground fissure. The attacks of the two sides disappeared after a moment of confrontation.

"The throne... subordinates are incompetent."

Bian Tai yelled weakly, he struggled to get up, and knelt down towards the dark red cloak and blood-colored robed Slaughter King in mid-air.

"It's okay, you've done your best."

The Slaughter King waved his hand, but while speaking, he looked towards the porch tens of meters away, and finally his eyes fell on the immobile Xiejun.

Obviously, in his perception, this evil monarch is the most threatening.

"Who will commit the crime?!"

The Slaughter King showed his sharp teeth, and a pair of nine-foot-long blood wings stretched out from both sides under the dark red cloak——

One yellow, two purple, three black and three red, a terrifying soul ring emerged from behind him.

The pupils in the entrance shrunk slightly. Although he had seen such a terrifying configuration of soul rings before, he was a little surprised that the Slaughter King in front of him was doing the same.

No reason, because the spirit power breath of the Slaughter King in front of him was not terrifying enough to be worthy of the last three reds.

At most, he was only a little taller than him, and there was an unexplainable sense of emptiness and emptiness, what was going on?

"I told your watchdogs just now, but they don't know Taishan."

Xuan Xi shouted, the madman's arrogance was fully displayed, and he did not flinch.

"Hehe, they don't dare to call the shots. In this capital of killing, there is only one person who can call the shots, and that's me!"

The Slaughter King stood in the void, and had no intention of making a move.

In fact, he had already arrived at the entrance. Before he made a move at the entrance, he had been secretly observing these two mysterious visitors at the entrance. Obviously, he also knew that the other party's visit today was definitely not to fight.

"Since the words have come out, then I am not ambiguous. Will the capital of killing be willing to form an alliance with me, the Holy Spirit?"

Xuanguan looked at the Slaughter King, and both of them slowly lowered their figures.

……

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Southern Kingdom · City of Liberation.

This time of year, the coldest winter has passed.

The weather in southern China these days has begun to warm up, and the pedestrians on the street are no longer bloated and heavy cotton-padded jackets.

Wearing a purple-blue cheongsam, with black hair shawl, Zhu Zhulist walked down the street with Kunlan on his arm.

In the past, Zhu Zhuqing always had an air of aloofness and aloofness, even when he was with Kunlan, he would be a little stiff, feeling that it would be embarrassing to be intimate in front of outsiders.

But now, she is holding Kunlan's arm tenderly, her curvy figure is more feminine and mature.

"There are more and more pedestrians on the street. Do they also get up so early?"

Zhu Zhuqing pointed to a man who was parked on the side of the street and unloaded his shoulder pole, and asked softly.

Kunlan smiled and patted Zhu Zhuqing's raised little hand, and he motioned for it to be put back on his waist.

Although Zhu Zhuqing possessed an indomitable will and a top-notch cultivation talent, her experience in the world was still far behind.

"That old man sells bean curd, you can look at his hands."

Kunlan said softly, and Zhu Zhuqing also looked at it pleasingly.

Sure enough, that strong and dark man had hands that were different from ordinary people's, and his palms were covered with rough calluses.

The tiger's mouth was cracked, and some dried blood stains were embedded in the skin around the tiger's mouth.

"Compared to the Tiandou Empire in the north who likes tofu, the southern country likes tofu, and tofu has more stringent requirements for grinding than tofu. These merchants who make tofu need to prepare it the night before and get up very early in the morning. Every night, they go to bed at midnight (about 23-1 o'clock), and they have to get up at Yinshi (3-5 o'clock in the morning) to catch up."

All of this is for living. When soul masters who practice in some colleges get up half an hour early every day for morning jogging, they feel that they are enduring hardships.

As everyone knows, in this world, thousands of lives have already started their new day.

When we are satisfied with a little achievement in our life, even a little smug, we might as well think about it, there are more hardworking and talented people who are slowly advancing in the invisible world;

When we feel depressed and annoyed because of some sufferings and difficulties in life, we might as well imagine that there are many more unfortunate people who are struggling and never giving up. This is life!
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered, at this moment, she seemed to understand something.

Before meeting Kunlan, she always thought her life was full of gloom, and the cruelty of her family and the injustice of fate made her breathless.

Only with enough power can change all this and control your own life!
But all living beings are like this, so what trouble does Zhu Zhuqing have?

In an instant, a shackle that had been stuck in Zhu Zhuqing's heart was released, and another attitude towards life flooded into her heart——

Indomitable, indestructible, tenacious, fighting spirit...

Kunlan beside him also had wide eyes at this moment.

Of course he knew what was happening now, this was a sign that Zhu Zhuqing had stepped into the embryonic form of sword intent.

Moreover, this is not her original "Nether" sword intent, but another brand new sword intent.

"One step at a time, this talent is really terrifying!"

While Kunlan was shocked, a bright smile appeared on his face, full of relief and joy from the bottom of his heart.

With a light wave of his hand, the invisible world of sword intent enveloped himself and Zhu Zhuqing, and the pedestrians around couldn't detect the sudden burst of breath.

"Perseverance, endless life..."

Kunlan muttered to himself, looking at the figure with blue light floating in front of him.

He has already determined that this is a sword intent no less than the "Seven Kills", relying on this alone, Zhu Zhuqing will aspire to the qualifications of Super Douluo and even Peerless Douluo.

This cyan light leaped six feet high from Tianling, while the general sword intent was only two or three feet high. As for Qian Xun at that time, he leaped nine feet vigorously.

Later, Kunlan also asked how high his "Zhi Ge" sword intent was. After all, he didn't pay attention to this at the time, and Qian Xun said with a smile:

"How high is it, as high as a four-story building..."

After a while, I felt that Zhu Zhuqing's breath had weakened.

Kunlan also walked over. He is someone who has experienced it, so he naturally knew that his body would experience a short period of weakness after seeing the sword intent for the first time, because the body needs to consume a lot of strength and energy to produce the sword energy under the sword intent.

Both sword intent and sword energy are limited, not every sword intent user has the growth power of Kunlan Wood, and can continuously produce sword intent and sword energy.

This point, even Qian Xun can't do it, but Qian Xun's own accumulated volume is too large, enough to make him inexhaustible to another extent.

"Stand still."

Kunlan's sound awakened Zhu Zhuqing who was in a trance, and a dark blue light appeared in the latter's pale golden pupils, and then the light gradually dimmed, hiding in his eyes.

"Have you figured out what it's called Sword Intent?"

Kunlan asked, thinking of a better name for a while.

When I first stepped into the sword intent, I heard Qian Xun close the coffin before I had time to react.

Although the name of "Zhige" sword intent sounds domineering, Kunlan always felt that it lacked meaning.

It's like, you gave birth to the child with great effort, but the name was registered by the child's father first.

Now, Kunlan put his wrong idea on Zhu Zhuqing.

Let's wait for her to harm the next Sword Intent in the future, and hope that another Sword Intent can be born in this era.

Kunlan walked forward with a warm face, looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was wrinkling her eyebrows slightly and was racking her brains for a name, Kunlan took the first step and said:
"Zhuqing, your sword intent is as tough as bamboo and full of vitality, why not call it 'Zhu Zhu' sword intent, which coincides with the first two characters of your name."

"'Zhuzhu' sword intent... not bad, Lan, the name you chose is really nice!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up, and an orchid bloomed on her pretty face.

Kunlan looked gentle and said in his heart:

"'Zhu Zhu' sword intent, pig, of course it sounds good."

At this moment, Xuanxi's dragon soul emerged, and just as it was about to speak, Kunlan grabbed it and kneaded it into dough.

"What did you want to say when you came out?"

Kunlan looked at Xuan Xi the same way, with a bright smile, but it was full of threats.

"I... I'll just come out to get some fresh air, you guys go on, my king is gone—"

(End of this chapter)