Douluo: Not short of money!

And many of the fallen in the inner city of the Killing City are soul masters, and their soul power level is not too low. The effect is much better than that of evil soul masters sucking the blood of ordinary civilians.

With many fallen people in the Killing City as a blood bank of resources, no one would believe the blood-red nine-headed bat king even a hundred thousand years ago.

Let alone one hundred thousand years, Ye Chen would not be too surprised even if it reached two to three hundred thousand years.

Seemingly satisfied with the answers of the Fallen on the viewing platform, the Slaughter King nodded slightly, then lowered his head to look at Ye Chen and Hu Liena.

"Blood Shura, Blood Rakshasa, thank you both for making me feel the existence of passion again.

In order to commend your achievements, I have decided to grant you the title of Killer God as an exception! From now on, you can all enter and exit the Killing City on your own, and you will be hired as guest ministers of the Killing City whose status is only lower than mine. "

The Slaughter King said lightly.

Hearing this, Hu Liena was stunned for a moment, but immediately said: "No need, the great King of Slaughter cannot break the rules of the Slaughter City because of us!

I am willing to pass the test of the hell road and then receive your reward. Only by relying on your own strength to get out of here can you become a real killing god! "

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed and he stared at Hu Liena closely: "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the hell road. Blood Rakshasa, I hope you understand that a person's life is only once."

"Great King of Slaughter, isn't it a bit ridiculous for you to talk about life with me? For those who don't know, I thought that the City of Slaughter is enshrined in the God of Angels just like my Spirit City!"

Hu Liena said with a sneer.

His eyes were slightly narrowed, and a red light flashed from the eyes of the Slaughter King. However, because he was afraid of Bibi Dong, the god of death behind Hu Liena, the Slaughter King did not dare to force her.

Then, the King of Slaughter shifted his gaze from Hu Liena to Ye Chen: "Blood Shura, are you willing to accept my reward and become a distinguished guest in the Slaughter City?"

"King of Slaughter, don't waste time, start the road to hell!"

Ye Chen was not polite and said directly to the King of Slaughter.

Just kidding, he, Ye Chen, is a noble lord of the Tiandou Empire, and the beautiful and nourishing life in the future is still waiting for him to enjoy! Isn't it a mistake to be a guest in a murderous city?

Listening to Ye Chen's words, the King of Slaughter was stunned. Are all young people today so arrogant?

"Blood Shura, if young people are too arrogant, they will die quickly!"

The King of Slaughter said with a stern look on his face.

"King of Slaughter, do you think I, Ye Chen, am a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by you without the God of Killing standing behind me?"

‘Isn’t it? ’

The King of Slaughter secretly thought, but he did not say this directly. He just stared at Ye Chen coldly, intending to first listen to what Ye Chen's background or back-up plan was.

"King of Slaughter, I have a 100,000-year spiritual attack soul bone technique. I wonder what the consequences will be if I use it on you? Will it bring about the rebirth of a peerless strong man who wields a sledgehammer?"

Looking at the King of Slaughter, Ye Chen said calmly.

"Blood Shura, what do you mean?"

In an instant, the face of the King of Slaughter, who was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, changed drastically and he stared at Ye Chen. The terrifying murderous aura bloomed out and filled the entire hell killing field.

It parasitized Tang Chen and became the killing king of the killing city. This is its own biggest secret. The blood-red nine-headed bat king couldn't figure out why the young man in front of him knew these secrets?

Not to mention, the blood-red nine-headed bat king at this time was indeed suppressed by Ye Chen.

If it were in the body of a soul beast, it really wouldn't have to be afraid of an eight-ring Soul Douluo's 100,000-year spiritual attack soul bone technique.

Not to say that it was unscathed, but with the racial advantage of the soul beast, it is absolutely no problem for a few to resist a few times, but the key is that it is now in a state of parasitizing Tang Chen.

Controlling Tang Chen's body and suppressing his consciousness has used up most of the blood-red nine-headed bat king's mental power. Now he must not be able to withstand mental attacks. Otherwise, if he fails, Tang Chen will overturn him and start again. If you take control of your body, you will be completely ruined.

"It's not interesting. I just want to say, you walk on your single-plank bridge, and I'll walk on my Yangguan Road. Let's enter the water without disturbing the river."

Ye Chen waved his hand, he would not face the King of Slaughter unless necessary.

Moreover, in the city of killing, soul skills cannot be used. If it were not for the mental attack soul bone skills, Ye Chen would really not be a match for the King of Slaughter. He could only rely on the powerful soul bone skills to save his life.

"hope so!"

Hearing this, the Slaughter King calmed down a little, stared at Ye Chen and said.

"Okay, King of Slaughter, it's getting late, let's start the road to hell! Otherwise, you won't be able to make it in time for dinner when you go out!"

Ye Chen signaled the King of Slaughter to hurry up and start the road to hell.

The King of Slaughter: "..."

Hu Liena: "..."

"In that case, I would like to congratulate you in advance on becoming the new generation of killing gods!"

Taking a deep breath, the Slaughter King said in a low voice.

It is not easy to get through the road to hell, but the King of Slaughter knows very well that with Ye Chen's strength, the two of them can definitely get through the road to hell and become the third and fourth gods of death in the world.

Then, a red mist exuding an evil aura suddenly bloomed from the King of Slaughter, making one's bones feel stiff and cold.

The evil cold red ripples spread slowly, and in almost a moment, they had spread to the entire hell killing field.

The Fallen sitting on the viewing platform were all surprisingly excited. They all wanted to see the road to hell open.

But what they don't know is that every time the road to hell is opened, enough sacrifices are required, and the sacrifice to open the road to hell is precisely their lives.

Ye Chen was naturally aware of this, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, in the city of killing, no fallen person is innocent and unworthy of mercy.

Soon, the fallen who were cheering crazily gradually became quiet with the appearance of red light. Each fallen's eyes gradually became dull, and then turned from dull to bloodshot red.

Not long after, when the red light formed a huge barrier across the entire hell killing field, painful screams began to sound from the fallen who were first exposed to the red light.

Affected by the red light, these degenerates seemed to be going crazy, shouting desperately and grabbing their bodies.

Those screams also contained extremely exciting pleasure, as if they were enjoying unlimited enjoyment in the process of self-abuse.

The skin rolled, blood splattered everywhere, and they even pulled out their own internal organs from the body. They went completely crazy and would not stop until the end of their lives.