Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

Not long after, Tang San's first experience of the killing field was completed.

"Qin Jian, I have a question..."

As Qin Jian walked back together, Tang San turned his head, his long hair fluttering: "If you are so famous now, what will happen to you in the hell killing fields in the future? Will anyone still be willing to compete with you?"

Qin Jian smiled and said: "Of course no one wants to play with me, but they don't know when I will participate, because I don't participate every time I come out, and my registration has a fast track, the King of Killing The messenger will know my registration in advance and then be quickly matched with the group with the highest performance that night.”

"The group that matches the highest number of games?"

Tang San asked curiously: "Didn't it mean that the number of contestants in each game cannot exceed five games with each other?"

Qin Jian glanced at him, clasped his arms and said, "It's different above level [-]. According to the rules of the Killing Fields, people over fifty cannot be in one field, and such existences are very rare. , so it was impossible to get together for a game, so there were such rules for us to ensure that we can continue to compete."

Tang San nodded: "So that's it."

The two walked for a long time before returning to their residence in the inner city.

"Your room is over there..."

Qin Jian pointed to the obviously simpler building on the right, then pointed to the left and said, "I have a luxury suite here. Do you want to live together?"

Tang San shook his head: "I will live in a room of your level myself."

"By the way, what do you do when you can't suppress your murderous aura?"

There was a red light in Tang San's eyes: "I can feel that the accumulation of this killing energy will affect the mind, but you have been here for a year and have killed so many people, but you don't seem as crazy as them. This Why?"

Qin Jian's expression was slightly strange: "Hmm...my method is rather special and may not be suitable for our pure and innocent Tang Sanshao."

"Not suitable for me? Why?" Tang San tilted his head and asked curiously.

Qin Jian put his hand to his mouth, coughed dryly and said: "First of all, you need a woman, and secondly, you need the ability to fight for three days and three nights."

Tang San rolled his eyes at first, then realized: "You are released by doing this kind of thing?"

He suddenly said: "No wonder Hu Liena doesn't have the smell of underworld dew on her body, and she can suppress the murderous aura."

Qin Jian nodded, then hooked his neck: "How about it? Do you want to find someone to try? I think the maid of the King of Slaughter is pretty good, she smells like a fallen angel."

"Forget it, forget it...I don't want to touch that kind of woman..."

Tang San fled in despair.

Qin Jian went back to his luxury suite and didn't show up for three whole days...

The days passed quickly like this in a hurry.

But after the killing of thousands of people, Qin Jian could no longer go out to hunt the fallen as he pleased.

Because every time his door is opened, the entire inner city turns into a pure land, and everyone is more docile than a sheep.

There are more than a million people in the killing city. Of course, it is impossible that there are not powerful people hiding, but they are not willing to come and provoke Qin Jian.

Because no one is absolutely sure, and there are no such big interests to motivate them to fight to the death.

Aren't you happy living a good life?Why risk your life to provoke him?

Gradually, fewer and fewer people choose to participate in the Hell Killing Fields. Many people choose to live on by consuming the experiences they have had. They do not go to the Hell Killing Fields unless they have no choice, because this way they will not encounter terrible things. Silver Dragon King.

Not only him, but with the rise of Tang San and Hu Liena, the names of the three great Shuras in the Killing Fields gradually spread.

Especially in another large-scale ambush a year later, a full two thousand fallen people joined together, determined to get rid of the cancer of Qin Jian, the killing city.

Of course, it is unknown whether there are people sent by the King of Slaughter behind them to instigate them.

But it was in that massive explosion and the extremely well-prepared siege that they saw for the first time the terror of the woman who had been hiding in Qin Jian's back, and the strength of the beautiful man who was beside Qin Jian. .

The two of them almost helped Qin Jian resist half of the pressure. The three of them fought for a day and a night, and finally they were all killed...

From then on, the names of the three Shura resounded throughout the killing city, and no one dared to provoke them.

In this way, two years have passed.

On this day, Qin Jian ushered in his first hell killing field.

Hu Liena and Tang San both completed a hundred games a month ago, but because Qin Jian failed to complete it, they never went to the road to hell.

Precisely because both of them had completed a hundred games, it was almost obvious that Qin Jian would participate in one game. At this time, no one was willing to come forward.

So, there was no hell killing field for a whole month...

Those degenerates who continue to live without the killing fields of hell would rather damage their souls and contribute two cups of underworld dew every month than meet Qin Jian on the field.

After all, compared to dying on the spot, it is of course better to linger on.

"Qin Jian, be careful, this game is not that simple..."

As the three of them walked on the road, Hu Liena whispered: "According to the current situation in the inner city, it is impossible to gather ten people together, but now the messenger of the King of Slaughter suddenly told us that we have gathered together. I don't believe there is such a coincidence. Things happen.”

"That's right Qin Jian, last time I met three or four Contras in one game, the scene was extremely dangerous. Your game can only be more dangerous than mine." Tang San also said.

Qin Jian nodded and said: "Even if I know there is a problem here, I still have to participate. After all, staying here now is a waste of time."

After all 2000 people were killed a year ago, there really was no one for him to kill. These days were very painful for him.

Later, he also went out in disguise a few times, but he was later discovered, which led to the people who were following him to use all kinds of detection methods.

Therefore, he could only give up killing people and choose to leave here as soon as possible.

The most important thing is, if he remembers correctly, he might be able to collect more soul power on the road to hell...

Finally, we stood at the final hell killing field, and the stands were crowded with people.

They didn't dare to play, but they still dared to come and watch the game after hearing the news.

"Silver Dragon King! Silver Dragon King! Silver Dragon King!——"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Qin Jian and nine other people entered the field, and he consciously walked to the center.

Sure enough, the others quickly surrounded him.

"kill!--"

As soon as this scene started, the nine people burst out with power that moved everyone.

"With this kind of soul power fluctuation, every one of them is a Contra!" The audience exclaimed.

"Fortunately, it's still within my estimate for the time being..."

Qin Jian raised the silver dragon spear.

His current level is 70, which is enough to rival the Soul Saint level. With the Silver Dragon Spear in hand, it is no problem to deal with Soul Douluo.

It's a pity that he can't use soul skills, and his soul bone skills are integrated with soul skills, so he can't use them. Otherwise, there is no Contra that can be his opponent in his heyday...