Douluo's Ultimate Martial Soul

One year later, Lin Yan's first game will start soon, and it is also the time for him to break into hell.

Lin Yan came to the competition venue, and countless people around were shouting, and the nine players who fought against Lin Yan had reached the peak of Contra, and one of them actually stepped into Title Douluo.

"Do you think Gun Soul will be successful this time?"

"This time the Gun Soul encountered trouble. There were eight Peak Soul Douluo and one Titled Douluo. Last time I left after watching it. I don't know what the road to hell is like."

"Yes, no one seems to have seen Hell Road before."

Everyone on the stage discussed this one after another, and Lin Yan surrounded them with several people behind his back.

"The Pope's Palace, hehe, boy, I let your Pope's Palace approach the capital of killing. Today I let their respected young master fall here." One of the armored people said coldly.

Lin Yan looked at the people around him coldly. He was really not afraid. Using his full strength plus a 10-year soul ring, I am afraid that everyone present will not be spared, and the Titled Douluo will also fall here.

"Go ahead, kill him, and let's go through hell together."

"He is just a little Soul Emperor. How can he compare with our eight peak Soul Douluo and one Titled Douluo? Let him die here today."

The nine people rushed up immediately. Lin Yan looked around, and when he saw a weak point on the opposite side, he rushed up immediately. The speed was so fast that he almost lost sight of it.

"Why is this guy so incredibly fast?" the man trembled.

But it was too late, Lin Yan's gun had pierced its body, and at that moment Lin Yan killed two more people.

Now there are only a few strong people left, and the weaker ones are instantly killed.

"What happened? How did he do it?"

"Don't mess up the camp, let's kill him collectively. I still don't believe that a little soul emperor can change the world," the titled Douluo said coldly.

After hearing the words of Titled Douluo, several people put on defense one after another. This scene made Lin Yan a little funny. They killed themselves, but they still put up defense here.

"Is it done? It's my turn." Lin Yan's cold voice sounded throughout the arena.

A layer of white mist slowly appeared from Lin Yan's body, and the white mist covered the audience in an instant. This scene made everyone's eyes widen.

"The murderous aura condensed into a solid body. How is it possible? King Shura was like this at the beginning. I didn't expect another one to appear."

And the six people in the arena were frozen in murderous aura one after another, dozens of icy and biting murderous aura pierced through their bodies, instantly fragmented into nothingness, and the titled Douluo also disappeared.

"How many people did Gun Soul kill with one move?"

Lin Yan killed thousands of people this year, and Lin Yan always felt that someone was watching him in the sky, and that uneasy feeling came leisurely.

Suddenly there was a violent tremor in the sky, and countless bats swarmed to form a huge Bat King in the center, followed by a powerful murderous aura, Lin Yan was not as good as him in terms of murderous aura.

"Congratulations to your young King Shura," the King of Slaughter said calmly.

Everyone respectfully meditated, trying to overwhelm Lin Yan with a powerful momentum, but Lin Yan was still tall and straight, without any disorder.

"You are very good young man. Only two people have appeared in a hundred games in one year, and you are one of them. The hell messenger is also your senior sister who left here a year ago. Will you become the third one in Wuhun Hall today?" As for killing a god, it depends on your own performance."

"Haha, thank you for the quick like," Lin Yan sneered.

"Today another strong man was born on the killing field. His powerful strength and terrifying murderous intent make you tremble, right?"

"Yes, Gun Soul, yes, yes."

Lin Yan began to get a little impatient. This old guy had obviously never spoken in his previous life, and he was so good at inkblotting.

"Hey, is it time for the old guy to go to hell?" Lin Yan said coldly.

"For so many years, no one dared to talk to me like that, even your teacher, you are No.1, I admire you, if you have the opportunity to welcome you to Lin Yan in the future." The King of Slaughter chuckled lightly.

The King of Slaughter slowly flew in the sky, tens of thousands of huge bats hovered in the air, and everyone present felt a strong killing intent.

"Have you never seen the road to hell open?" one of the people trembled.

"It is their honor to be the sacrifice that opens the road to hell."

Everyone on the stage ran away one after another, but how could they escape from the hands of the Slaughter King? They were all dead without a burial place, and the place under Lin Yan's feet shone brightly, followed by blood-red long ropes tightly surrounding him Living in Lin Yan, at this moment Lin Yan was directly dragged down.

"Damn it, old guy, you're fucking hurting me," Lin Yan roared angrily.

"I wish you good luck on the road to hell." The cold voice of the Killing King sounded in Lin Yan's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yan was dragged to the intersection of the long roads. Lin Yan forgot all around, and there was yellow spring dew underneath, and the souls of countless dead people were circling in the air.

"This is the road to hell. Here I come." Lin Yan chuckled and walked forward.

After Lin Yan walked for a while and felt that it was getting hotter, Lin Yan glanced down, the reason why he was getting closer and closer to Huang Quanlu below.

What appeared in front of Lin Yan were numerous bones. These were all people who died here on the road to hell. The three words next to the dead person made Lin Yan interested: "You hurt me."

"They are all walking out of hell in groups, but I am alone. Let's go, get out of this hellish place as soon as possible." After saying this, Lin Yan walked forward one after another.

"Yes." Lin Yan looked around and saw countless little bats flying toward him.

All the little bats flew to Lin Yan's head and began to circle, which was to observe Lin Yan's movements.

Lin Yan snorted coldly and walked forward. When Lin Yan walked out, all the bats rushed up. Lin Yan took out the soul-breaking gun and swept my bats in the air. In an instant, countless bats were killed and fell directly into the underworld. middle.

The rest of the bats ran out immediately, and they were terrified by killing all the bats at once.

"If you have any other moves, ants, use them quickly. I'm in a hurry." Lin Yan shouted into the void. He knew that the King of Slaughter could hear Lin Yan's shouting.

The King of Slaughter in the palace looked at Lin Yan's arrogant face coldly. For thousands of years, only Lin Yan passed the first level so easily.

"Little guy, don't worry, you will suffer later."

Lin Yan continued to walk forward, and the temperature would increase with each step. Fortunately, the power from Lin Yan's soul-breaking gun blocked the heat a lot.

Suddenly, the whole Hell Road trembled violently. Lin Yan looked back at a giant three-headed beast formed by countless bats. Lin Yan squinted his eyes and looked at this giant beast.

The giant roared and rushed up at a high speed. Lin Yan leaped into the air with a light body, swept over with a shot, and immediately a huge head was crushed by Lin Yan, but at the moment of crushing, hundreds of bats instantly formed A head was restored to its original appearance.