Douluo's Way

Being able to be named a god, although it was not given by the Killing City, it was just a nickname in the inner city, but it was enough to prove the absolute affirmation of Qianxuan's strength among many fallen people.

All the fallen people around looked at the whole process of Qian Xuan being surrounded and killed. Rather than saying that Qian Xuan was besieged and killed, it would be better to say that Qian Xuan massacred these three hundred people.

The entire massacre process was extremely monotonous, Qian Xuan just stood there, smiling and sending all these people into the arms of the God of Death.

When the last person under Qianxuan's control cut his own throat with a sharp blade in his hand, making him feel the loss of blood and life slowly, and finally turned into a cold corpse.

The killing intent around Qianxuan also took advantage of this crazy killing to produce a qualitative breakthrough, and this was the only time that Qianxuan almost lost his mind and turned into a killing machine.

In a place like the killing capital, the desire to kill in the body will continue to burst out. This is a kind of torture to the spirit and soul, and it is the beginning of depravity.

Qianxuan, on the other hand, took a slanted sword. Since entering the killing, he has never suppressed or controlled the killing intent that burst out in his body. It is comparable to the killing intent of Tang San and others after a hundred consecutive victories in the original book.

Qianxuan also constantly used that crazy killing intent to temper his own soul, to prove his true heart, and to forge his own killing intent.

The Taishang Heart Sutra, practiced by Qianxuan, has the following description of the law of cultivating the mind.

"The heart is the source of disaster, and the heart is the sect of Taoism."

"Without attachment, non-attachment becomes true"

Killing can be the root of disaster, and it is the original intention of the Tao, and it is done with the heart.

Kill for attachment, be non-attachment and pay attention to the nature of the mind, and the nature is not tainted in the mind.

With the supreme murderous intention, prove the original intention and forge the murderous intention.

Proving the mind and also proving the Tao, Qianxuan believes that the experience gained in the Killing City will be of great benefit to his future journey of cultivating Taoism.

And this time, almost falling, also made Qianxuan's Dao heart more rounded and firm, and he also made a breakthrough in the power of the soul. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and often the improvement brought about by pressure is the greatest.

At the same time, the prototype of Qianxuan's killing intent was also forged, and he began to continuously polish and perfect his own killing intent with the help of the growing killing intent in his body.

In this year, Qianxuan's mana level has gone from being on the verge of breaking through the sixty-seventh level to now on the verge of breaking through the sixty-nine level. Even though the outside world has the trinity of spiritual gathering formation, Qianxuan's clone, and Daoxuan's clone. Support, but Qianxuan's mana level has only increased by two levels in one year.

Although the increase in mana level is not great, Qianxuan's current combat power is not comparable to what he was a year ago. At least it has increased by several times. The last aspect of the perfection of technical power is the comprehension of various laws.

During this year, first of all, Daoxuan's clone's control over the power of water and fire has been qualitatively improved under the guidance of the Silver Dragon King. Furthermore, Qianxuan has not been idle in the killing city. He usually waits for hell. During the killing match, he was constantly analyzing and analyzing the power of the seal in the killing city. Although it was not fully analyzed, with the help of this power, Qianxuan's use and control of the power of the seal were also comprehensively improved.

In the city of killing, on the top rooftop, in a dark and spacious room.

An extraordinarily huge chair, inlaid with blue and purple crystals. The crystals outline a drum-tower-like form. Except for this chair, everything here is dark red, and a tall figure stands peacefully on the chair. In the darkness, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could only vaguely see that this man was tall and thin, and he was the King of Slaughter.

In the room, there is a huge glass window in front of it. Because it is at the top, through the glass, people in the room can easily see any scene below, but the bottom cannot see the scene above.

At this time, a cold female voice sounded in the room. This voice must be very familiar to Qianxuan, it is that black-veiled girl.

"The great king, the smiling god of death has won seventy-eight games."

The Slaughter King replied coldly: "I know."

"The great king. Then should we start contacting him? After all, no real strong man has joined the Killing City for a long time."

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the King of Slaughter, and he looked at the girl in black gauze: "Do you think he is a real strong man?"

"Whether it is in terms of skills or strength, the smiling Reaper can be called a real strong man, especially the terrifying killing intent around the smiling Reaper, which seems to have no effect on him. Most people go to the end It's not trying to suppress and restrain the desire to kill in the body. But not only did this smiling Death God not suppress and restrain, but from the moment he entered the killing city, he deliberately used the power of the killing city to continuously breed the killing desire in his body. As if this smiling Reaper was born to kill."

A sneer appeared on the corner of the Slaughter King's mouth, "How far do you think he can go?"

The black veil girl's expression remained unchanged, but there was a trace of resentment in her eyes, but she couldn't be blatant, she just said: "It will be a matter of time before a hundred games are completed. Even Hell Road may not be a big threat to it. "

"Oh." The blood-red eyes of the King of Slaughter emitted a strange red light, and he just said coldly: "This guy can't be conquered."

The black gauze girl continued: "The great King of Slaughter, with the strength of the smiling God of Death, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the God of Killing. I am afraid that he will bring unpredictable results to the City of Slaughter. After all, everyone The appearance of the God of Death will always be accompanied by a crisis for the City of Killing. Isn’t there such an instruction on the allegorical wall of our City of Killing that the God of Death will come and disaster will come from hell. In the past few times, every time the God of Death appeared, , which caused heavy damage to the Killing City. If it happens again this time, I'm afraid."

The King of Slaughter looked at the black gauze girl and thought for a moment, then said: "What do you want?"

There was an obvious smile on the girl's face. "Great King, how else can we take advantage of this smiling God of Death before he has a hundred consecutive victories? Let's kill him immediately."

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air visibly became viscous, and the strong smell scattered in all directions. Shouting, his body fell to the ground weakly, trembling violently.

"It seems that the slap the smiling God of Death gave you didn't wake you up. Don't think that because I doted on you, you just forgot about it. You clearly know that there must be a murderer behind the smiling God of Death. Regardless of the smiling God, Who is the God of Death behind the God of Death? Any God of Death would be a devastating disaster to the city of hell. You should know it, but you still dare to say such things. Don’t use your idiot-like thoughts. There will be another time to insult your IQ..."

There was a trace of terrifying murderous intent in the blood-red eyes of the King of Slaughter.

The girl in black gauze curled up on the ground with a pale face, not daring to speak.

The King of Slaughter looked at Qian Xuan who was practicing in the midst of the killing through the glass window. He seemed to recall something, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Smiling God of Death, this is the capital of killing, God's World, you can come and leave whenever you want. Do you want to breed murderous intent? Yes, I will help you. I want to see if you can really do it. Can you still laugh under this absolute murderous intent? exit"

Time passed slowly.

Another day of competition.

This is already Qianxuan's ninetieth game, and four months have passed. This time Qianxuan used sword intent, pure sword intent, and looked at the nine people in the field who had turned into corpses. , Qianxuan did not put the sword back on his back, but instead held the Taixuan Sword and walked out of the killing field of hell with an indifferent expression.

Looking at the eighty or ninety degenerates who had already gathered outside the Hell Killing Fields, Qian Xuan's expression seemed to be as if he had expected it. As soon as Qian Xuan stepped out of the Hell Killing Fields, these eighty or ninety people started to rush one after another. Jian was not afraid of death and rushed towards Qian Xuan, as if he was sent here to be killed by Qian Xuan.

The Taixuan sword in Qianxuan's hand also moved, and every swing of the sword would take away the life of a fallen person.

Ever since Qian Xuan's seventy-eight consecutive victories, the number of people who came to besiege and kill him began to increase inexplicably and crazily.

After each match, there were at least seventy or eighty or more degenerates on a scale of more than a hundred, desperately frantically heading towards Qianxuan Siege, as if someone was controlling them.

For such a strange change, Qian Xuan already had an answer in his heart.

And not only that, since Qianxuan's seventy-eight consecutive victories, Qianxuan can feel that the entire killing city has begun to help him crazily, fueling the killing intention in his body.

Coupled with the crazy death of those fallen, and every hell killing match.

The more you kill, the stronger you kill the fallen, and the stronger the killing intent you get back. Every time you kill a person, Qian Xuan can feel the desire to kill in his body, which is obviously increasing.

The number of people Qianxuan killed has already exceeded eight thousand. Normally, killing hundreds of people would have a big impact on the alignment of spirit and character, but Qianxuan has already exceeded it by more than eighty times.

The growing murderous intention in Qianxuan's body seems to have turned into reality. I don't know if Qianxuan killed too many people. The murderous intention around him is like a red mist surrounding Qianxuan. From the beginning Half a meter, one meter, now it’s close to ten meters

In the face of Qianxuan's substantial killing intent, anyone who comes close will be affected by it, become corrupted, go crazy, and eventually turn into a killing machine. This shows how terrifying Qianxuan's killing intent is when he falls to the ground.

Under this madly growing desire to kill, the same speed of Qianxuan's killing heart has also increased sharply, and his heart has become more determined. If Qianxuan's killing heart has not been forged, then such a crazy killing heart Yu had already degenerated Qianxuan into a machine that only knew how to kill.

It's a pity that Qianxuan's murderous intention was formed in a short time, not only will this killing intention not affect Qianxuan, but it will all become nourishment for Qianxuan's murderous intention.

Therefore, Qian Xuan not only was not affected in any way, but also strengthened his mind amidst this crazy murderous intention.

Of course, there is still a need to put on a show, so in the eyes of outsiders, the indifference in Qianxuan's expression has increased significantly, and even in some battles, bloodthirsty emotions will occasionally be revealed, giving people a feeling that Qianxuan is gradually being used. The crazy murderous aura around him affected his own mind.

"King of Slaughter, I would like to thank you." A slight smile appeared on Qian Xuan's lips, although the smile was particularly permeable under the murderous aura.

In the room on the roof.

The King of Slaughter looked through the glass at the murderous aura around Qian Xuan that had turned into substance. His blood-red eyes were full of excitement, and he murmured to himself: "What a strong killing intent! Kill, fall." , this body is already old, is it the God of Death? Such a young body with great potential is in line with my status as a king."

"Sususu, hahaha" the King of Slaughter let out a hoarse and strange chuckle. The sound alone gave people a terrifying feeling.

Ninety-one consecutive victories, surrounded by hundreds of people

Ninety-two consecutive victories, two hundred people surrounded and killed

Ninety-three consecutive victories, 300 people surrounded him

Ninety-nine consecutive victories, surrounded by nearly a thousand people

In the sea of ​​blood and corpses of nearly a thousand people, Qian Xuan stood in the center, breathing heavily. The killing of nearly a thousand people also made Qian Xuan feel a little tired. There was also a trace of blood red in his eyes, and the blood around him was The terrifying substantive murderous intention has spread to fifty meters.

At this time, Qianxuan's terrifying killing intent can already be said to exist in a domain, different from the killing god domain bestowed by God Shura, this is a domain transformed by Qian Xuan's pure killing intent.

The madness of the Slaughter King made Qianxuan a little unexpected. In addition to the siege that became more and more crazy after the game, there were more and more people sneaking up on him on weekdays, and the speed of the last few games was faster than before. A lot faster, never more than five days between games.

In less than fifty days, the number of fallen people killed by Qianxuan is comparable to the number killed in the past year.

"Do you want to defeat me with your absolute desire to kill? It's a pity that everything you do will only be nourishment for my growth."

Qianxuan looked up at the room on the rooftop. Although he couldn't see the people in the room clearly, Qianxuan had a faint smile on his face. No one in the city of slaughter wanted to see this smile, because it belonged to the God of Death. Smile, as long as anyone greets this familiar smile on Qian Xuan's face, he will enter the arms of death in the next second.

"It's such a wonderful smell. The straw that breaks the camel's back should be soon, soon."

In the room, the King of Slaughter was standing by the window, looking down at Qian Xuan. The two seemed to be looking at each other through the room. The King of Slaughter clenched his fists, and his expression was slightly gloomy.