Douluo who started from a small grass

After walking for about a kilometer in the dark tunnel, a cold and ruthless voice came from all directions.

"Welcome to the city of killing, our little holy son.

This is hell, this is a world full of killing, here, no one cares about your identity or your past.

Here, you can get everything you want, and the price is your life! ! "

Didn't you pay attention to that voice or what he said?

He just continued to walk forward calmly, and soon, a light appeared in front of him. It was a gate. There seemed to be other people standing on both sides of the gate.

Subconsciously he speeded up a bit, and soon a noisy sound appeared in his ears.

Then standing in front of him was a group of soldiers wearing black armor.

Their whole bodies were wrapped in black armor, and they even wore helmets on their heads that completely obscured their faces. Most of them were holding standard heavy swords. Only a small number of them were sitting upright. The tall horse was quietly waiting for Qian Jiuye's arrival.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, you shouldn't have come."

The one who spoke was one of the men in black armor sitting on a tall horse. He seemed to have a very high status. When he spoke, no one else made any sound.

Qianjiuye looked at the surrounding environment, and was particularly concerned about the bright purple moon in the sky. It was very beautiful, but very low, no more than 500 meters above the ground.

The black city wall is also extremely wide, but for some reason, the city wall that should give people an extremely heavy feeling feels crazy.

"The Holy Son's Pilgrimage is to visit every place that can be reached by Wuhun Palace. There is no place that I shouldn't go to."

Very calmly, Qian Jiuye was just calmly narrating the fact that there was no place in this world that he could not go to.

"It seems that we can't convince you anymore, so we can only let you go back by yourself."

As he said that, the figure wearing black armor sitting on the tall horse grabbed the lance next to him.

"Cavalry, prepare, charge with me."

It was very direct. Seeing that Qian Jiuye could not be persuaded, the black cavalry planned to use force directly.

This is also the most effective way to persuade others in this murderous city.

Having lived here for so long, they have already become accustomed to this method.

Boom! !

The war horses neighed, and the scene of a dozen figures wearing heavy armor and holding lances more than four meters long, charging together was shocking.

The ground shook slightly due to the weight of the horse's hooves.

An extremely obvious layer of blood wrapped around their bodies, forming a special aura that made their attacks even more terrifying.

If ordinary people stood in Qian Jiuye's position now, they would probably be scared to death.

After all, this is like a big truck full of goods, rolling towards you without slowing down at all. The feeling of oppression is really terrifying.

But Qian Jiuye didn't have any panic.

Even if the martial spirit was summoned, it was only half a leaf, without any change, and he did not panic at all.

Can’t use soul skills anymore?

Feeling a little weird?

With this thought in mind, Qian Jiuye, who was unable to use the first soul skill growth and the second soul skill, could only make new plans.

The cavalry had already rushed in front of him, and the huge impact created a big hole in the ground. However, Qian Jiuye did not suffer any damage.

As the cavalry rushed past one by one, terrifying explosions rang out one after another.

It was the force of impact that drove the lance's attack.

But in the fierce attack of this violent storm, Qian Jiuye's body was like a falling leaf, always able to escape at the most appropriate time, making all the attacks of the cavalry in vain.

Ignoring the cavalry that rushed over, Qian Jiuye just continued to walk forward, as if everything just now was an illusion and was not affected in any way.

"stop!"

As soon as they arrived at the black door, the black-armored soldiers holding standard equipment suddenly made a noise and blocked Qian Jiuye's way.

"If you dare to stop me again, I won't be polite. Although there is no way to use soul skills here, if I want to kill you, it will be easy."

The leaves had floated slightly and began to rotate quietly around Qianjiuye.

At this time, Qian Jiuye was really impatient.

Seeing that they were affiliated with Wuhun Palace, Qianjiuye spared their lives, but the successive obstructions made him very unhappy.

“No, I don’t mean to stop your Royal Highness, the Holy Son.

Now that you have successfully passed our test, what reason do we have to stop you? "

The black-armored knight who just spoke had already run back on horseback, and he was a little flattering before he could recover from the shock.

He dismounted and handed a black token to Qian Jiuye.

"This is your number in the Killing City. Please go in. Someone will pick you up in the city."

After calmly glancing at the man in black armor in front of him, Qian Jiuye reached out and took the token directly, then walked inside again.

This time, no one could stop him.

"Are you going to let His Highness the Holy Son pass like this?"

Qian Jiuye had already reached a place where his back could not be seen. At this time, the black-armored soldiers around him began to discuss.

"Yes, boss, are you letting your guard down?

Although His Highness the Holy Son cannot be hurt, it would be a bit childish to let His Highness pass like this, right? "

"What do you know?"

The man in black armor had already sat back on his horse, holding the hand of the lance tightly, still shaking subconsciously.

He was a little unhappy about the words of the people below.

These guys really don't understand anything. They don't understand anything unless they personally feel the threat coming from the Holy Son.

Thinking this way, he scolded him again.

"You idiots, haven't you felt the leaf now under your neck?"

"what?"

All the soldiers wearing black armor couldn't help but exclaimed. They couldn't believe it and touched the armor under their necks.

They all touched a blade of grass from there.

Horror, fear, what does the blade of grass lying here mean?It's already obvious.

"A bunch of idiots, His Highness the Holy Son can put leaves on your necks and cut off your heads at any time.

Release the water. His Royal Highness the Holy Son still needs us to release the water. I'm afraid it's us who need to release the water.

Fortunately, His Highness the Holy Son was merciful this time, otherwise none of us would be able to go back alive this time. "