Douluo: I won’t pretend anymore, I’ll give you a third life of martial arts.

Dongfang Yi felt friendly, familiar, and warm for the first time since he entered Shura Purgatory. If he were in other places, he might have shouted out. However, in such a hell full of bloody killings, how could Xuanyuan Ruoyun be there? Woolen cloth?

Dongfang Yi never cried out, staring blankly at the backs of several people walking away, they looked so familiar.

Entering the killing field with Joey and others was the girl in black gauze. "Excuse me. Sign up for us. The six of us will participate in the next competition," Joey said to the black gauze girl.

"Are you sure you don't want to watch the battle first? After going to the killing field, life and death will depend on your fate. Victory or failure depends on heaven." The girl in black gauze woke up.

at this time. The girl in black gauze thought that these young people in front of her were idiots. They had just entered the killing field of hell and signed up for the competition without hesitation before they could even stand firm.

"Sure," Joey repeated expressionlessly. The girl in black gauze didn't say anything anymore. Feeling that a few of them just didn't have a good brain, she rolled her eyes, picked up their number plates and went to the registration office.

Soon, the girl in black gauze came back with the number plates of several people and said: "The registration is successful, let's wait for the show!" There was a hint of contempt in her tone.

Xuanyuan Ruoyun and the others were not angry. They came here to train themselves and did not want to cause any disputes. They also avoided unnecessary troubles if they could. After all, there are always some people in the world who always wait until they meet. Only when the coffin is in the coffin do I know how to cry.

"The next match will be between players No. 8858 to No. 8898 and No. 8808 against No. 9201 to No. 9206!"

A loud sound came from the killing field. Dongfang Yi outside the field looked at the number plate in his hand and said to himself: "Aren't these the people behind me?"

Joey stood up and gave the order "go", and the six of them walked towards the killing field together.

Walking towards them were six huge, sturdy men. The six of them were unusually tall and different from normal people. Their limbs were as thick as buckets and their faces were full of flesh. They looked as strong as cattle and had no sense of beauty. Word.

The girl in black gauze snorted coldly, turned around, and walked with sexy steps. Before taking a few steps, she saw six figures flying behind her from the corner of her eye. The huge bodies fell down one after another from the killing platform, and the hot magma He was splashed half a meter high, and the screams spread to every corner of the killing field.

The girl in black gauze looked back and saw four men and two women standing on the stage, one of whom was a slightly older woman.

Dongfang Yi's blood boiled and he walked towards the registration office with his number plate in his hand. The journey to the Shura Killing Fields has officially begun.

After entering Shura Purgatory, Dongfang Yi spent all day in the killing field, killing more than three digits of fallen people on the first day. Dongfang Yi's physical strength was only half consumed. In three days, Dongfang Yi was already famous as the Killing Fields. The enemies in the Killing Fields were basically all desperate people. Dongfang Yi understood why Shura Killing Fields It is forbidden to use soul skills.

If the use of soul skills is not restricted, the gap between soul masters will be widened. At that time, the Shura Killing Fields will lose the meaning of cultivation and completely become a slaughterhouse. Some soul skills are beyond one's control. Mental power Once one's physical strength is exhausted, one's control over soul skills becomes very weak.

Half a year has passed. Compared with when he first came here, Dongfang Yi's expression became colder, and even his body exuded a faint scent of blood. Not only Dongfang Yi, but also Xuanyuan Ruoyun and others had already adapted to the cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel environment.

In the constant fighting, everyone's soul power has been greatly improved. Dongfang Yi and Xuanyuan Ruoyun were the first to break through to the Soul Emperor. Countless soul masters died in the hands of Dongfang Yi.

Violence would be meaningless if it were not for the purpose of killing!

Dongfang Yi seemed to be a different person, becoming much more stable. He no longer had the impetuousness when he first came here. How could it be so easy to achieve a hundred victories? Several times, Dongfang Yi had reached a life-and-death situation, and he just relied on The last bit of strength kills the opponent.

The advantages of twin martial souls have been fully utilized. Although there are no soul skills to use, Dongfang Yi's physical strength has surpassed most of his opponents with his extremely strong body. After all, people who come to Shura Killing Fields are basically not It's too strong.

Moreover, Dongfang Yi also has the blessing of Tai Chi domain and two soul bones, which are advantages that other soul masters do not have.

This game was Dongfang Yi's last battle in the Shura Killing Fields. There were three people entering the scene with Dongfang Yi. On the killing field, the three people were full of murderous intent. Their bloody eyes told Dongfang Yi that these three were definitely not easy to mess with. Yes, after going through the baptism of the killing field, everyone is not simple.

There was a hint of blood red in Dongfang Yi's pupils. The cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura spread from Dongfang Yi almost instantly. The soul bone on Dongfang Yi's forehead clearly paid attention to everyone and every movement on the field.

Only by being infinitely close to death can we understand the true meaning of life. This is also the reason why Master Chilan must choose Shura Killing Fields to train himself. The three soul masters attacked from three directions. Dongfang Yi was used to such scenes.

Dongfang Yi coordinately mobilized his limbs, dodged, jumped, and slashed in one go, defusing attacks from three directions without any panic. Dongfang Yi flashed in front of one of the soul masters like lightning.

He raised his fist and dropped it sharply. Behind Dongfang Yi, another soul master rose into the air. Ten meters above the air, the soul master kicked down. The friction of his toes generated sparks in the air.

Just when the kick was about to hit, Dongfang Yi dodged, and the soul master kicked his opponent hard in an important part.

Dongfang Yi shook his legs subconsciously, his expression suddenly distorted, and bursts of ridicule came from the audience.

Dongfang Yi punched forward twice, and both of them fell into the magma pool off the stage at the same time. At this time, only the last opponent was left. Dongfang Yi realized Tai Chi and released it. The eyes of the last opponent were full of fear.

Dongfang Yi showed no mercy at all. With a flying kick, the man flew into the air. Under the gaze of everyone, he quickly fell to the ground. Dongfang Yi took out the sharp knife from his waist and threw it with all his strength. The tip of the knife stood on the ground upwards and he turned back gracefully.

"The hundredth game is too simple!"

At this time, the killing field shook violently, Dongfang Yi rose into the air, and the killing field slowly separated.

"Congratulations, young soul master, you have achieved a hundred victories and are qualified to enter the Underworld Road."

Deep and sharp sounds suddenly came from all directions. Dongfang Yi's Tai Chi domain was released again, fighting against pressure from all directions.

The atmosphere in Shura's killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.

"Lord Shura, Lord Shura, Lord Shura..."

As everyone in the venue shouted, a tall man with a huge red cloak on his shoulders.

With an evil face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, the body slowly descended from the air, and the blood-colored coercion emanating from the body filled the entire killing field.