Douluo: Law Enforcer

After spending an unknown amount of time on the Hell Road, Yao Ning finally jumped out of the sea of ​​blood and used his third soul skill, Demonic Wings, to fly onto the Hell Road.

Perhaps due to being immersed in the sea of ​​blood for a long time, Yao Ning's originally dark hair turned extremely bright red, and the nine blood-red soul rings arranged on the blood sword were even more jaw-dropping.

Yao Ning looked at the nine soul rings on the blood sword and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that he used countless human blood to advance to the title Douluo. If the angel clan knew about it, they would probably kill him quickly.

Looking at the still endless sea of ​​blood, Yao Ning felt a little emotional. Even if he absorbed so much blood, the sea of ​​blood was still endless. How much blood could one person shed? But here, there was so much blood that Yao Ning couldn't even see where the edge was. .

Well, anyway, they are people who deserve to die, some kind people, who die to make the world more stable.Yao Ning thought secretly.

Seeing that there was nothing worth missing in the sea of ​​blood, Yao Ning no longer missed it and walked towards the end of the road to hell.

In the City of Killing, the King of Killing was holding Bloody Maria and listening to a little song, looking very happy.

The reason is that Yao Ning has been in the Hell Road for so long, and the King of Slaughter has not yet received the message that someone has passed. It is estimated that Yao Ning failed in nine out of ten, so the King of Slaughter is very happy. No new God of Death appears, so he will Very happy.

Suddenly, the King of Killing crushed the wine glass in his hand and looked into the distance with cold eyes. He felt that a new God of Killing had come to the world.

"Damn it, damn it, how is it possible, it's been so long, how can he still be alive, how is it possible." The King of Slaughter didn't want to believe it.

Sure enough, on Yao Ning's side, Yao Ning, who had reached the end, climbed onto the ancient altar and naturally obtained the Killing God Realm.The realm was opened, and a murderous aura filled the realm.

Arriving in front of the teleportation array behind the altar, Yao Ning felt that he was no longer in danger, and finally put away his sword spirit. The violent aura dissipated, and instead he exuded a calm aura.

If the smell of blood hadn't dissipated from Yao Ning's body, and his hair was dyed red with blood, it would be hard to tell that Yao Ning was someone who had gone through hell.

Yao Ning stepped into the teleportation array, and light shone everywhere. When he opened his eyes again, Yao Ning came to a large hall.

Yao Ning observed the main hall with some doubts. This party did not exist in the original work. Shouldn't it appear in a forest?

The main hall gives people a sense of depression, and the addition of several skeletons makes the main hall look even more gloomy.

Just as Yao Ning was looking around, an old man walked out. Yao Ning noticed the old man, distanced himself from the old man, and looked at the old man.

The old man is very thin, and skinny is the best way to describe him.

Seeing that Yao Ning deliberately distanced himself, the old man didn't say anything, but said calmly to Yao Ning: "Please come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Yao Ning looked around and saw that there was indeed no other door, so he followed the old man suspiciously, but there was still a considerable distance.

Seeing that Yao Ning was led to the other side of the hall, he opened the door and let Yao Ning in.

Yao Ning did not go in immediately, but summoned the sword spirit and held it to his chest, ready to strike his heart with a sword at any time. After the incident on Hell Road, Yao Ning already knew that if he wanted to activate the blood sword state, he must Use your own hard work first.

This was a trap. If he stabbed his heart with a sword, if he couldn't find other people's blood in a short time, he would die on the spot because he couldn't repair the injury.

Yao Ning held the sword and strode in with a sense of security.

In the hall, the old man finally informed Yao Ning of his current situation. He looked at Yao Ning and said, "This is the inheritance place of the noble Shura God. And you are the lucky one chosen by my god. Come on, kid, step on Altar, pull out the Shura Sword, and let the glory of God Shura descend on the mainland again."

Yao Ning looked at the sword in the center of the altar. It was simple and elegant, dark gold in color, and had some blood red lines. It looked quite domineering.

The old man continued to say to Yao Ning: "You only have ten days. If you can't pull out the Shura Sword, then one of the dead bones at the entrance will be one of yours."

After saying that, the old man turned around and left.

Before he could walk out of the hall, a terrifying pressure appeared, and the old man turned around in horror.Seeing Yao Ning already standing on the altar.What he held in his hand was the Shura Sword.

The old man looked at Yao Ning holding the Shura Sword high, and in a daze, he saw a pair of huge blood wings on Yao Ning's back, shaped like a demon, holding the Shura Sword.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to its original appearance.

The old man did not expect that Yao Ning would pull out the Shura Sword so quickly.

The ten days are not actually for Yao Ning to pull out the Shura Sword, because this is impossible in itself. The Shura Sword weighs [-] kilograms and is a divine weapon. At the same time, it must be recognized by the Shura God, otherwise it will not count if it is strong enough. , and couldn't pull out the Shura Sword.

In other words, as soon as this kid touched the sword, my god chose him.Looking at it, I thought secretly.

Yao Ning pulled out the Shura Sword, played with it for a while, looked at it doubtfully and asked: "You can't lie to me, can you? This sword doesn't weigh a hundred pounds, and it came out as soon as I pulled it out."

The old man knelt down respectfully towards Yao Ning and said, "Dear son of Shura, how dare I deceive you? It was my god who chose you."

Yao Ning listened to the old man's words and was doubtful, then asked and looked at it: "Then what? Pull out the Shura Sword and it will be gone?"

He looked at Yao Ning and said respectfully: "Dear Shura's son, you don't have to worry. God Shura will tell you the rest."

Sure enough, the Shura Sword suddenly lit up with blood-red light, and a blood-red light suddenly imprinted on Yao Ning's forehead, forming a blood-red lotus.

The content of Shura God's assessment sounded in Yao Ning's mind, and there was also a bonus magical skill.

The first of Shura's ten tests: to overpower your peers, no matter what means you use, to become the strongest of your generation.

Yao Ning is not worried about this matter, because Yao Ning himself is the strongest person of his generation.He was more concerned about the bonus magical skill.

Divine skill, Shura battlefield: Create a battlefield suitable for Shura, reducing the perception, speed, strength, hearing, vision, and spirit of non-Shura people by 20.00%.

Yao Ning looked at this magical skill. It was pretty good. Although it did not increase his own strength, it was still pretty good for reducing the enemy's strength by two levels.

Yao Ning came back to his senses, looked at the old man who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked: "Stop kneeling, get up."

Looking at him, he quickly thanked: "Thank you, Son of Shura, for your kindness. May God Shura bless you."

Seeing the shocking change in the old man's attitude, Yao Ning continued to ask the old man, "Then how should I get out now?"

He looked at Yao Ning and said respectfully: "Dear son of Shura, you only need to put a drop of your blood on the head of the Shura sword and insert it into the altar."

Yao Ning nodded to show his understanding. The tip of the sword pierced the palm of his hand, stained with his own blood, and inserted into the center of the altar.

The blood-red formation lit up, and the old man knelt down on the ground again, and said respectfully: "Congratulations to the son of Shura."

The light was shining, and when the bright light ended, Yao Ning's figure was no longer on the altar.