Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

Suddenly, the huge flesh and blood wall around began to squirm violently, and a gap as high as one person was exposed in front of several people.

But the scene in front of them made several people tremble, and they didn't dare to raise their heads at all. Instead, they became more respectful, and their eyes were filled with fear.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

Along with a dull voice, a figure wearing a blood-red cloak came in front of several people.

A hoarse voice sounded.

"Oh? Where are they now?"

"Return, return to the leader, after they caused a massacre in the inner city, they entered the killing field of hell!"

"Oh?" The hoarse voice obviously became louder, with a hint of joy.

"It seems that the so-called Pope of Wuhun Palace wants his disciples to come here to experience themselves?"

"It's interesting, but now that you are here, don't think about going back!" The hoarse voice ordered: "Send the order and let all the members of the Church of Death in the inner city use all their strength to snipe the saints and saints of Wuhun Palace!"

"Hahaha, Wuhun Palace, without the Holy Son and the Holy Girl, let me see who among you will take charge of the overall situation in the future!"

"Okay, you did a good job this time. This is your reward. If you deal with the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace and others, I will give you more power!"

Several streaks of blood-red light penetrated several congregants who were kneeling in the dead and wounded.

"Praise be to Death!"

After the hoarse voice finished saying this, it disappeared, leaving only the squirming flesh and expanding blood vessels.

Feeling the powerful power in their bodies, all the believers had great joy on their faces, "Praise the God of Death!"

And Zhang Wu didn't know all this.

At this time, he was looking at the surrounding environment.

This is a hell filled with blood and black everywhere. It looks very depressing. The surrounding auditorium is full of people, and everyone is looking forward to the game that is about to start on the field.

It gave Zhang Wu the feeling of an ancient Roman Colosseum, ancient and bloody.

After giving the waist card to the person in charge and registering the information of the three of them, the waist card returned to the hands of the three of them.

Since there are ten people in each game, and the game is not over until the last person is left, so it is naturally impossible for Zhang Wu to be in the same group as Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing.

Just when Zhang Wu was carefully observing the environment of this hell killing field, the competition finally began!

Standing on the high platform, you can have a clear view of the situation below.

There is actually only one arena in the huge hell killing field. On the one hand, it is to allow the audience to see it more clearly and more enjoyable. On the other hand, it is also to increase the diversity and interest of the battle.

There were dark iron gates at regular intervals under the auditorium. There were ten gates in total. Then, amid the cheers of everyone, the dark iron gates slowly opened, and a challenger appeared in each gate.

The purpose of this is most likely to prevent the players from killing each other before the game starts, making the arena less interesting!

I have to say that the people here have studied these evil ways very deeply.

Ten figures slowly walked onto the ring, each looking at each other warily, with murderous intent that could not be concealed in their eyes. In this game, there is no way out, only life and death!

It seems that the cultivation level of the contestants is random. Zhang Wu felt that the cultivation level of the person facing him was definitely over level 60, probably more than level 4 or 5, while the others were basically at level 60. On the verge of reaching level sixty.

"It is indeed the killing field of hell!" Zhang Wu said with emotion. You must know that in the entire Douluo Continent, the number of soul masters is still very rare compared to the ordinary people who are like stars.

But here, almost every person is a soul master, because those who are not soul masters die completely as soon as they enter.

And those who can come here are almost all evil soul masters.

As we all know, evil soul masters have several characteristics.

What makes evil soul masters most popular is their training speed.

The cultivation speed of evil soul masters is not unsatisfactory. They rely on evil methods to improve their cultivation. Some absorb human blood, and some sacrifice souls. Any place where a large number of human beings die is definitely the best place for them to practice. place.

And isn’t this regional Shura field just such a place?

It's full of blood, and human life is the least valuable here!

The other nine people looked at the soul emperor who had exceeded level 60 with fear, with an elusive look in their eyes, but everyone with a discerning eye knew that the next game would probably be one against nine, and it was this soul who had surpassed the level of cultivation. Where is Emperor Shengli? Or will these nine people win?

All the audience looked forward to this scene, even Zhang Wu was no exception.

I want to see what these evil soul masters who come here have to do!

"Clang~~~"

As the game bell rang, suddenly, ten people quickly broke into a war.

And the Soul Emperor that everyone was paying attention to suddenly rose up and rushed towards the person closest to him.

The few people who originally rushed towards the Soul Emperor were shocked. You must know that they are the closest to him. Once he is close, even they can't hold on for a few rounds.

Even if in the end, this so-called Soul Emperor is torn to pieces by everyone, his own life may have been lost long ago, and it will help others!

So before the Soul Emperor burst into action, the nearest few people immediately turned around, quickly retreated, and joined the others. This was the wisest choice at the moment.

The Soul Emperor's expression changed slightly, but he still rushed towards the person at the back resolutely.

The last person naturally felt the danger approaching. At that moment, the alarm bell rang in his heart, and he rolled like a donkey and rushed to one side.

Just when he thought he had dodged the opponent's blow, suddenly, a blood-red shot penetrated his body.

He widened his eyes and looked at the blood-red tentacle that passed through his chest in disbelief. Strangely, not a trace of blood flowed out.

But everyone saw that the blood in the body of the person who was penetrated was constantly rushing towards the tentacle, and the owner of the tentacle, the Soul Emperor, showed an obsessed look.

Obviously, the opponent can draw the blood of others through the tentacles, and the attack power of the tentacles is also very powerful!

At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with blood.

The other party is indeed the Soul Emperor. It is not unreasonable for him to live for such a long time!

"Come together, I don't believe that his tentacles can penetrate all of our bodies. As long as we kill him, we will have a chance to survive!" Among the eight people, a bald man with a blood line on his forehead shouted.