Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 74 Hell Road

Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly sat cross-legged, began to use his soul power, and struggled to resist the invasion of toxins.

He really didn't expect that the poison skill of the old poison would become so powerful, and he was poisoned so deeply just by smelling the stench of the poisonous smoke.

Soon, the rescuers from Wuhundian rushed over, and with the help of another titled Douluo, Ju Douluo finally recovered half of his life.

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"The wind of killing! The wind of killing! The wind of killing..."

Noisy shouts resounded in the air, and everyone had a frenzied expression. They were eager to see the killing and blood.

Little did they know that these things were about to happen to them.

On the arena in the center of Hell Slaughtering Fields, Weekend moved quickly across the arena like a ghost, leaving streaks of red blood behind.

Wisps of wind tinged with blood, blowing one figure after another.

"Bang bang!"

Like an unsupported water bag, the figure hit the ground and shattered.

The blood flowed all over the ground, and the small red soft tissue flowed in all directions along the blood, and it was also mixed with dense white fragments the size of sesame seeds.

"The second characteristic of Jiutian Gangfeng is really easy to use, and it is almost impossible to guard against." Seeing this scene on the weekend, he nodded.

Nine Heavens Gangfeng originally only had the characteristic of sharpness, but in the past two years, I have been using Nine Heavens Gangfeng non-stop on weekends, and found that besides sharpness, there are some other characteristics in Nine Heavens Gangfeng.

It's just that these characteristics are relatively weak and not obvious, so they don't play any role.

And during this time, the weekend strengthens the second characteristic, penetration!
This characteristic can take advantage of the formlessness and intangibility of the wind to penetrate into the enemy's body and wreak havoc.

However, after infiltration, the power will be much smaller, especially when facing a strong soul power defense, the effect will be much weaker, or even directly defended.

So this trick is more suitable for dealing with some soul masters who prefer physical defense, so the effect will be better.

Standing firm on the weekend, looking at the last fallen enemy, he let out a slight breath.

"It's over, we can finally start the road to hell!"

The faint red light formed a vortex throughout the venue like a real gust of wind.

This is the murderous aura of the weekend, which has become so strong that it can affect the surroundings as if it were real.

All the spectators in the entire arena became silent in an instant.

Among the spectators at this time, there is no shortage of strong people, but now they are also breaking the silence.

After all, more than one Contra's head was cut off by the killing wind.

"Congratulations, Killing Wind!" A low voice came from all directions.

The scarlet murderous aura that spread out on the weekend was squeezed back into the body by a strong sense of oppression, which made the weekend's face suddenly pale.

The originally silent atmosphere of the Hell Slaughtering Field was instantly broken because of the figure floating in midair.

"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..." The frantic shouts came from the mouths of these fallen people, echoing in this space.

With awe in his heart on the weekend, he let out a breath slowly, allowing his pale face to recover.

Looking at it, it was a tall man whose whole body was covered by a huge blood-colored cloak.

On the pale face, there was a pair of red eyes, which fell slowly, and finally stopped a few meters away from the ground, looking at the weekend.

The King of Slaughter's gaze was a little gloomy. Looking at the weekend below, he was very clear about the purpose of the other party's coming here.

A mere titled Douluo wouldn't allow himself to be hypocritical to face the kid below who didn't even get the sixth spirit ring.

However, the threat of Poison Douluo is also lingering in his throat, making it difficult for the Slaughter King to ignore.

"Slaughtering Wind, are you willing to become a guest minister who is only below me, has the title of Killing God, and can freely enter and leave the Slaughter City at will." A deep voice came from above.

The routine is the same as in the original book. Weekend looked up at the King of Slaughter whose eyes gradually became darker, feeling the sharper murderous aura.

Shaking his head slightly, he said, "King of Slaughter, don't break the rules for me. I'm here to go through the road to hell and exercise my strength."

The Slaughter King's expression froze, and his voice became a little cold.

"The road to hell is not for people to experience. The horror in it will devour life. There is only one life for a person!"

Listening to the sound of the music on the weekend, he smiled and said, "Swallow life? Hahaha! I want to see if this hell road is capable of swallowing my life?"

The Slaughter King snorted coldly, did he really think that the road to hell is so easy to break through?Even if you have reservations, you are still close to death.

The thick red mist suddenly spread from the Slaughter King's body, and the powerful aura forced Weekend to retreat again and again, until he stopped slowly after tens of meters.

This murderous aura is extremely terrifying, with a feeling of coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow, making people stiff in place and unable to move.

This powerful red murderous aura spread across the entire venue in a short time.

The fallen people sitting in the auditorium were all surprisingly excited. They had never seen the opening scene of the first road, so they were all extremely curious.

It's a pity that they haven't thought about it carefully, why no one has seen the opening of Hell Road except the God of Killing and the King of Killing?
The eyes of all the fallen became a little dull, and the red light filled the eye sockets.

The sound of frantic fighting, howls of pain, howls of excitement, and unconscious screams, all kinds of sounds overlapped.

The smell of blood became more intense, but the sound gradually became smaller, until finally, only the sound of blood flowing remained.

The voice was originally very weak, but in the empty killing field, it was extremely clear.

At this time, there was no third person at the scene except King of Slaughter and Weekend.

A faint red light began to light up, and then became extremely bright, and a gloomy voice came.

"Good luck..."

The light became stronger in an instant, and an illusory feeling surrounded the weekend, and all perceptions were blocked in it.

The huge murderous aura on his body was condensing, gradually forming red ripples, covering the weekend, resisting the erosion of red energy.

The light blue spirit beads also emitted a faint light, and the soul power illuminated the whole body, isolating the invasion of all negative energy.

I don't know how long it took for the weekend when I couldn't perceive the outside world at all. It wasn't until accompanied by a violent shock that all perceptions returned to normal again.

When I opened my eyes on the weekend, I saw a faint red light filling the surroundings, just like wearing inferior children's red lens glasses.

Standing up quickly, I saw that it was a circular platform with a diameter of about five meters.

At this moment, only on the weekend did he realize that his murderous aura had formed a faint red light.Although it is different from the white in the original book, the function is not much different.

(End of this chapter)