Douluo's simulated martial spirit

When this sound sounded, the atmosphere in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly rose to the extreme, because a blood-red figure was descending from mid-air.

The shouts of "King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter" made the fallen hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.

Xingxin felt awe-inspiring and looked towards the scarlet figure in mid-air.

It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

With a pale complexion and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, as if he didn't need to be restricted by gravity at all.

"Is Tang Chen the king of killing?" Xing Xin asked.

Suspended in mid-air five meters above the ground, the King of Slaughter stopped his descent and looked down at Tang San from the air. The low but sharp voice sounded again: "Please invite some other Hundred Games champions."

Several other doors in the Hell Killing Fields opened. At this time, Qian Renxue and others, whose eyes were almost half blood red and whose aura was obviously uneven due to their own murderous aura, walked out of those doors.

When their eyes were fixed on Xing, their aura became a little more stable.

The King of Slaughter's gaze fell on the viewing platform of the Slaughter Field of Hell.

"I am very happy to witness the birth of four strong men in the killing field today. Yum Sheng, who has not appeared for decades, has been demonstrated in four young people. They relied on their powerful strength and terrifying murderous intent. , makes you tremble, don’t you, my people.”

"Yes, yes, yes" The Slaughter King seems to have a unique charm, which makes all the fallen people have an almost crazy worship after seeing him.

Unfortunately, this kind of charm has little impact on the four criminals.

The King of Slaughter lowered his head and looked at the four criminals: "Demon Lord, Hell Messenger, Barbarian King, Shura King, thank you for making me feel the existence of killing again, Yum, very good, very good. In order to commend your achievements, I decided I grant you the title of Killing God as an exception. From now on, you can enter and exit the Killing City on your own, and you will be hired as guest ministers of the Killing City under me."

Xing knew what the King of Slaughter was thinking, and the King of Slaughter had two purposes.

First, it is indeed very dangerous to walk on the road to hell, but there is no life after death, and the King of Slaughter cherishes talents, so he does not want them to take risks.

Second, the Slaughter King doesn't want them to get the Killing God Domain.

"No need, the great King of Slaughter, cannot break the rules of the Slaughter City because of us. We are willing to pass the test of the Hell Road and then receive your reward. I hope to rely on my own strength to walk out from here and become a true The god of death." Xing was speechless, but Qian Renxue spoke first.

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed: "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the Hell Road. Hell Messenger, I hope you understand that you only have one life."

Xing sneered: "King of Slaughter, isn't it a bit ridiculous for you to talk about life with us? This is the capital of killing, and it is a world of killing."

Scarlet light flashed from the eyes of the Slaughter King, and he turned his gaze to Ma Hongjun and Huo Wu: "Then are you willing to accept my reward and become a distinguished guest of the Slaughter City?"

Xing smiled calmly: "The purpose of coming here is to walk the hell road. King of Slaughter, we appreciate your kindness. Please open the entrance to the hell road. If I am lucky enough to come out alive, I will be happy. Become a guest in the killing city"

"Oh" the killing king was a little surprised

"Although I hate this place very much, and even hate it, I have to, this is indeed a good place," Xing shrugged.

"In that case, then you should take a walk on the road to hell. It is also a good trip to be with you on the road to hell. If you can pass the test of the road to hell and become a new generation of killing gods, I will be waiting for you here." Kingly way.

The tone of the Slaughter King was obvious, and there was an unprecedented tenderness in his tone.

After that, a thick red mist was suddenly released from the Slaughter King. The huge aura forced Xing and others to retreat quickly back, and they retreated for tens of meters before they could barely withstand the huge aura.

"It seems that he is still a little conceited. The difference in strength is still quite far away." Xing looked at the King of Slaughter and said in his heart.

Before coming to the Slaughter City, Xing thought that he should be able to fight the King of Slaughter a few times. Even if he couldn't defeat him, he should have no problem escaping.

But now it seems that he is still too young, and the momentum that the King of Slaughter exudes now is not something that Xing can resist.

"It seems that I still have a long way to go," Xing said.

Qian Renxue and others also had a look of fear in their eyes, this King of Slaughter was too powerful.

What was released from the Slaughter King was not a murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura, a coldness that made the bone marrow stiff.

The evil cold red ripples slowly spread out, spreading to the entire place in almost a few blinks of an eye.

The degenerates sitting in the audience were all surprisingly excited. They all wanted to see the road to hell open, but what they didn't know was that their lives had come to an end.

Except for the God of Death and the King of Slaughter, no one has ever seen the road to hell open.

Because everyone who has seen it has died, or has become a sacrifice for the opening of the Linyu Road.

Xing and the others soon discovered that although the red light released from the Slaughter King brought them great pressure, the red light was not aimed at them, but towards the surrounding stands.

The Fallen who were cheering wildly gradually became quiet as the red light landed on the viewing platform, and the eyes of each Fallen gradually became dull, and then turned from dull to bloodthirsty scarlet.

It didn't take long, when the red light formed a huge barrier on the entire hell killing field, the screams of pain began to resound from the first person who came into contact with the red light.

Affected by the red light, those degenerates seemed to be half crazy, desperately grabbing their faces and bodies.

Most of the fallen who can survive in the inner city are people with certain strength. At this time, they fully exert their strength on themselves, and even the screams contain the pleasure of extreme excitement, as if in this self-abuse place In the process, I got unlimited enjoyment.

The skin rolled and blood spurted out. They even took out their own internal organs from the body, and the whole person went crazy, and they would not stop until the end of their lives.

More and more degenerates experienced such changes, and eventually spread directly to the entire place.