Douluo: I am going to be invincible

These two months have been the darkest days in the killing city.

Although many people died every day before, there have never been so many as in the past two months.

Qian Yang stepped down from the ring again. Even though he had just killed nine people, there was still no trace of blood on his body.

He still looks like that with black hair and black clothes, with his long hair hanging casually on the back of his head, and his pair of deep black eyes seem to have a soul-catching light.

Although he has a handsome face, other fallen people do not care about Qian Yang's appearance.

In their eyes, Qian Yang has already transformed into a demon who only knows how to kill people.

It's a bit funny to say that every one of these people is a heinous sinner outside, but now they have someone to fear.

There is no way, there are still too few people like Qian Yang who kill for the sake of killing, and he still has the ability to kill.

After these days of killing, the negative emotions in his mind caused by excessive absorption of the power of corruption have almost been released.

Basically, a dozen more games and hundreds more kills would completely eliminate the violent murderous intention in his mind.

Qianyang is very different from others in this regard.

The more others kill people, the stronger the murderous intent becomes in their hearts, but Qianyang vents his murderous intent by killing people.

The more people he killed, the less murderous intention he felt in his heart.

"Tomorrow I should be able to completely release my negative emotions, and then I can take a walk on the road to hell."

Qian Yang thought for a while, wondering if the King of Slaughter would open a path to hell for him.

After all, he killed his men and broke the rules of the Killing City to stay and continue killing.

In other words, the King of Slaughter doesn't care much about the deaths of these fallen ones, otherwise Qianyang would have been expelled by him long ago.

the next day.

Qian Yang walked towards the Hell Killing Fields as usual.

But soon he felt something was wrong.

Because the hell killing field is very quiet today, there is not a single person.

Frowning slightly, Qian Yang looked up at the sky.

I didn't know when a tall figure appeared in the sky.

Qian Yang said coldly: "The King of Slaughter!"

Yes, the tall figure in the sky is clearly the King of Slaughter. It is obviously his arrangement that there is no one in the Slaughter City today.

The King of Slaughter looked at Qian Yang, a shadow buried in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that Qianyang would stay and kill a few hundred more people at most, but who knew that this kid actually killed 1 people!

In the past two months, less than a thousand of the degenerates in his killing city were slaughtered by Qianyang!

If Qian Yang is allowed to continue killing, then he, the king of killing, will be nothing but a polished commander.

There is no fallen person in the city of killing, so who is the king of killing?

Therefore, today the King of Slaughter decided to drive this boy away no matter what.

The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice: "Boy, I've given you enough face by letting you stay for two more months. It's time for you to leave."

"And you should also know the reason why I gave you face. It was because I was afraid of the Pope of your Wuhun Palace, not you."

"So you should be a little self-aware!"

The hoarse voice of the King of Slaughter was full of threats, exuding Ling Ran's killing intent.

It seemed as if Qianyang would take action immediately if he disobeyed.

Qianyang waved his hand, making a compromise.

"Okay, open the road to hell for me, and I'll leave now."

The King of Slaughter was slightly surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect Qianyang to suddenly become so easy to talk to.

But he didn't think much about it, just thinking that Qianyang had killed enough people and was tired of playing here.

"Hmph, count you acquainted."

The King of Slaughter raised his hands and then waved violently.

The next moment, the entire hell killing field suddenly lit up with blood-red lines.

Qianyang could feel that what was flowing in these blood-red lines was real blood, not soul power.

These blood-red lines soon covered the entire hell killing field, and then a huge magic circle appeared in front of Qianyang.

boom!

The moment the magic circle was formed, the entire hell killing field began to tremble.

Qian Yang saw a passage suddenly appear in front of him, and a stream of hot air emanated from it.

The King of Slaughter said: "Go in, you should be glad that you have a powerful elder, otherwise I could just kill you based on your previous offense to me."

Qianyang slowly walked to the door of Hell Road and paused.

Turning his head, Qianyang smiled and said to the King of Slaughter: "Haha, before I leave, I want to give you a gift."

The King of Slaughter was stunned when he heard this.

In his eyes, a black beam of light suddenly lit up on the boy's body, and an extremely powerful aura emanated from the beam of light.

"what is this!!"

The King of Slaughter was a little frightened. This power made his whole body tremble, as if he had encountered something terrible, and he instinctively wanted to crawl to the ground.

Qian Yang released his magical skill, Creation.

The last time he used this soul skill, it took just one breath to drain all his strength, and he was still weak for several days.

But it's different now.

Six pairs of black wings spread out quietly behind Qian Yang, and at the same time, a stunning girl with six pairs of wings appeared in front of Qian Yang.

This time Qianyang could really see the change in the girl.

The original black dress on the girl's body turned into a mighty black armor at this moment. The armor was inlaid with countless purple-black gems that sparkled with the power of corruption.

A scepter also appeared in the hand of the stunning girl. The girl was holding the scepter and floating in the air like a god.

A majestic and heavy aura surged out of Qianyang's body, and Qianyang could feel that his power had increased unprecedentedly at this moment.

Qianyang's eyes widened, and the surging power of corruption flowed out of his eyes.

Fallen Demonic Eyes, Immortal Demonic Body!

Familiar power once again filled his body. The angelic eyes that Qian Yang possessed when he evolved into a ten-winged fallen angel also evolved accordingly, and countless black fallen powers flowed throughout his body like liquid.

But this time, the black liquid was extraordinarily thick. They no longer outlined lines on Qianyang's body, but directly formed a pair of black armor on Qianyang's body.

This armor is exactly the same as the armor worn by the stunning girl!

The next moment, something even more surprising happened.

The mysterious scepter in the girl's hand actually appeared in Qianyang's hand!

Rumble!

Unprecedented power is surging, and Qianyang now has the illusion that even the old man can kill him with one fist in front of him.

"This power... is so terrifying!"

Qian Yang secretly thought in his heart that even now he still has some power that he cannot control the twelve-winged fallen angel.

He felt that he could only maintain this state for five seconds at most, and after five seconds his soul power would be exhausted!

Qianyang raised the mysterious scepter in his hand high and vented all the power in his body according to the feeling in his heart!

"Fallen... abyss!"

Qian Yang waved the scepter in his hand, and a huge black ball of light was thrown out directly, flying towards the King of Slaughter.

After Qianyang threw the black ball, his body fell directly backward and entered the hell road.

With a buzz, Hell Road is closed.

The King of Slaughter looked at the black ball of light that was gradually enlarging in front of him in bewilderment, with a death alarm ringing in his heart.

The hair all over his body exploded, and he felt a strong threat from this black ball.

The bat wings behind him flapped rapidly, and his body turned into a streak of blood in an attempt to avoid this strange black ball.

He easily dodged the black ball's attack, but the King of Slaughter still had a gloomy look on his face.

He always felt that things were not that simple.

The next moment, this strange black ball of light fell directly to the ground.

So...the earth shattered!

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