Douluo: I am going to be invincible

At first, he actually sneered when he heard the King of Slaughter say that he would not kill him.

If he hadn't hid quickly just now, he would have been penetrated by the bloody light.

Qianyang secretly asked: "Could it be that Bibi Dong had a change of heart and thought that my cheap son was too handsome and was unwilling to let me die?"

Shaking his head, the truth was obviously not like this. Qianyang guessed that it was Qian Daoliu's fault.

The old man must have used that poor Yu Xiaogang again to threaten Bibi Dong and ask her to ensure his safety.

Thinking of this, Qian Yang couldn't help but sigh, Bibi Dong had fallen into the hands of Yu Xiaogang, a scumbag.

Without him, Bibi Dong would be different now.

She is also a poor little Bichi.

The King of Slaughter on the side, after praising Qian Yang for a few words, left with his number one subordinate.

When leaving, he turned to Qian Yang and said, "I'll be waiting for you in the Killing Fields of Hell. You just need to win a hundred consecutive victories to get out of the Killing City."

After saying that, the scarlet bat wings behind the King of Slaughter vibrated violently, and flew away with the middle-aged man.

But what Qian Yang couldn't see was that the moment he turned around and flew away, the Slaughter King's expression instantly became extremely gloomy.

He was a little afraid of Bibi Dong, but he was not afraid.

At most, he could promise not to take action. If Qianyang was killed by his men, Bibi Dong would have nothing to say.

After all, then he can say that if he is not strong enough, he should not come to the Killing City.

But what he didn't expect was that Qian Yang defeated all his men. If he hadn't taken action to save his number one subordinate, he would have become a bare commander.

"It seems that a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Fields will definitely be within reach for this boy, so I will have no choice but to play tricks on the Hell Road!"

"No one has ever dared to act so recklessly in my killing city!"

"It didn't happen before, and it can't happen now!"

The killing intent boils in the King of Slaughter's heart, and he is determined to let Qian Yang fall into the city of killing in the future!

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Qianyang was relieved after seeing the King of Slaughter leave.

After all, it would be best not to use Thousand Layers to Destroy Nature, otherwise you would have to enjoy the severe pain again.

"It seems that my level of 61 is still too low. I need to practice hard."

"I just have some experience from the previous battle, and this place is full of degenerate energy suitable for my martial soul cultivation. I guess the cultivation speed should be very fast..."

Qianyang entered the inner city of the Killing City. There was a clear difference between the dead environment here and the outer city.

The outer city is a place where some weak people linger and only need two glasses of Bloody Mary to survive, but the inner city is different.

This is the core of the Killing City, the real place without rules.

Killings can be seen everywhere here, even in the streets.

As soon as Qian Yang arrived in the inner city, he felt relaxed and happy.

Because the power of corruption here has reached its peak, he can even see traces of black power floating in the air with his naked eyes.

It's just that there are still some dirty impurities among these black powers, which are extremely filthy.

If Qian Yang wants to fully absorb the power of corruption, he still needs to eliminate these impurities.

He found a room and opened the door.

I saw several people inside doing multi-person sports, and the scene was unsightly.

Qian Yang waved his hand expressionlessly, and several dark red daggers made of Wanhua bone flew out.

Within a few moments, these people died of joy.

Qian Yang controlled Wanhua Bone to eat up the corpses of these people completely, leaving not even a trace of blood behind.

He opened his big hand again and encouraged it vigorously.

A strong gust of wind was brought out by Qian Yang's right arm, and the stench in the room was immediately washed away.

Qian Yang sat cross-legged, summoned the eight-winged fallen angel, and began to absorb the fallen power of the entire killing city.

hum!

The eight-winged fallen angel began to emit powerful black light, and a terrifying suction force came from her body.

At this moment, she seemed to have been hungry for a long time, greedily devouring the corrupted power in the air.

Gradually, an invisible vortex appeared above Qianyang Hut, and the air for thousands of meters in a radius felt stagnant.

Countless people felt this strange phenomenon and raised their heads in shock.

They saw that a shadow of a sky-swallowing demon seemed to appear above a certain hut, huge and ferocious.

This demon seemed to be looking up to the sky and opening its bloody mouth, swallowing something.

At this moment, the degenerate power accumulated over the years in the entire city of killing all moved toward Qianyang's body.

The moment this power entered his body, Qianyang felt something was wrong.

As he expected, these fallen powers were mixed with a dirty and dirty power. This was obviously the power of the Rakshasa God!

Qianyang filtered these impurities bit by bit, but in his heart he had already scolded the Rakshasa God bloody.

"This bastard Rakshasa God, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have to filter out these corrupted powers and just swallow them directly. It won't take long before I can advance to Soul Saint."

"Damn it, it's because of this Rakshasa God's manipulation that I was able to get twice the result with half the effort. I worked so hard to absorb so much."

"This power is so dirty. Why don't you call it Rakshasa God? You might as well call it God of Dung!"

"Hao, when I have that strength, sooner or later I will destroy the inheritance place of God Rakshasa. Don't let Bibi Dong, a bitch, be ruined by him."

"If it weren't for the influence of Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong wouldn't be what he is now."

"Oh my God, the blame for my being assassinated by Bibi Dong can be thrown onto the Rakshasa God. Come on, this is a big problem!"

Qianyang couldn't stop thinking in her heart.

suddenly!

The soul power in the body begins to riot!

Qianyang quickly guarded his mind and found that although he had eliminated those dirty impurities from his body, his body was still contaminated with a strange blood-red power.

This power clung to his flesh like tarsal maggots and was difficult for him to remove.

And he actually felt a kind of divinity from this strange power!

"Is this the power of the Rakshasa God?"

Qianyang's face condensed slightly.

Could it be that he discovered the Rakshasa God he just scolded and wanted to take revenge on him?

Qianyang tried to control the fallen angel soul power in his body to cut off these strange powers sticking to his body.

Soon he gave up.

The level of fallen angel soul power is still too weak to affect divine power.

Even if this divine power is only a trace, it has been weakened for a long time.

Qian Yang ponders how to remove this power.

This power does not have any bad effects on him now, it is just attached to his body, but he is not stupid enough to know that this power will definitely be harmful to him.

After thinking about it, Qianyang felt that there was only one way.

That is to use Thousand Layers of Death to shatter oneself into pieces, and then use Reincarnation and Death to reshape the body.

This might be able to get rid of this power.

"Then continue to absorb it. When this power accumulates to a certain level, find an opportunity to fight with the King of Slaughter and kill him with Thousand Layers of Death."

Qianyang thought of a way and no longer hesitated, continuing to absorb the corrupted power of the Killing City with all his strength.

And his level is also rapidly improving.

This is really his paradise, and I am afraid that only he can absorb this power of corruption.

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