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Chapter 142 Fibrous as silk, blood-stained killing field
hoohoo!

With a roar, nine people attacked from different directions.

"Cleaning the final form of insects. Open!"

Duan Yun's eyes were fixed, and a roar came out of his mouth.

Hum. At this moment, the blue silver grass shrouded everywhere suddenly shook violently.

The blue silver grass opened its branches and leaves, and the light in the killing field of hell quickly dimmed. When the nine contestants rushed in front of Duan Yun, the entire killing field had already been plunged into extreme darkness.

At this moment, everyone on the killing field, whether it was the black-armored knights and waiters in the audience, the nine contestants on the stage, or the spectators in the stands, were all shrouded in darkness.

It's pitch black.

I couldn't see my fingers, everything in front of me disappeared at this moment, leaving only darkness in my sight.

In the palace, the Slaughter King suddenly stood up, his face full of shock: "Another kind of domain power? How is it possible that he has fused several soul bones?"

The palace was not affected by the final ceremony of clearing the insects, but the Slaughter King also couldn't see the situation on the killing field clearly, all he could see was an oval black space.

In the capital of killing, he can dominate everything, and nothing can escape his control, especially this hell killing field. But now, he knows nothing about everything in that dark space, and the killing field has made him Feeling out of control.

In the darkness, Duan Yun's eyes were scarlet, the dark world didn't affect his sight or the dark world created by Qing Chong's final style didn't affect his sight, he could still see everything around him clearly.

A flash of light flashed through his mind.

In the next moment, all the blue silver grasses in the field of boundless grass suddenly changed. The branches and leaves of the blue silver grass were broken, revealing the thin and thin hair fibers, and those fibers were entangled together.

One, two, dozens, hundreds of fibers are condensed and entangled, making the originally extremely fragile herbal fibers become full of toughness, and the feeling of incomparable sharpness is like a hair suddenly turning into a steel wire.

The fibers fluttered, as if the tentacles were entangled with the surrounding crowd, and with just a slight touch, they easily cut through the target's flesh and blood, and then broke together with the bones, smashing a living person to pieces.

Under Qing Chong's Final Form, both the audience and the contestants could only hear the sound, and could not see the existence of these fibers at all. Swish, dense and sharp piercing sounds came and went, bursts of bursts erupted in the dark space. Howling.

"Ah!"

"What is it? Help!"

"Let go of me. Ah, I don't want to die!"

The wailing was terrific, whether it was in the arena or in the audience, everyone was attacked by the blue silver grass fiber, but it quickly subsided, and the dark space became extremely quiet.

Click!

There were bursts of sounds like strings breaking, and all the fibers turned into threads were broken, and the blue silver grass rooted in the killing field turned into dots of light and dissipated, and the dark space finally returned to light.

At this time, the killing field has turned into a purgatory, with blood and minced meat everywhere, and mutilated corpses are scattered as far as the eye can see.

Not only that, because the relationship of nutrient absorption has been maintained, the ground of the killing field has turned into gravel, and the originally hard ground has turned into a sea of ​​sand.

The arena had already been shattered into ruins. Duan Yun was sitting cross-legged in the bloody water. A thick blue silver grass grew in front of him. A few hair-like roots penetrated into his skin, drawing blood into his body like blood vessels. The toxins are quickly absorbed.

At the top of the blue silver grass, three flower buds have gradually formed.

The buds opened, and three dark purple berserk seeds condensed out.

"I really didn't expect that this reckless risk would give me such a big harvest!"

Duan Yun's eyes have returned to clarity, the violent aura on his body has gradually subsided, and the killing intent that ate his mind has also dissipated.

Putting away the three seeds casually, Duan Yun slowly stood up.

In the killing field, there was no one alive except him.

The contestants are dead.

The audience dies.

The knight in black armor, the waiter...all dead.

The auditorium collapsed, and the arena was reduced to ruins.

"Ah, it seems a little too big?"

Duan Yun blinked and shouted loudly: "I won, what about the reward for this match? Where's the match for the next match? Is there anyone, come out and say hello? Where's the host?"

In the palace, the Slaughter King clenched his fists and stared at Duan Yun below.

Damn, how could this be?
His killing intent was clearly out of control, but how long did it take for him to fully recover his sanity?What was that dark space just now?What happened inside?What kind of power is it that can destroy the killing field to such an extent?
The King of Slaughter glanced at the mutilated corpses, and in the next second, his face turned livid.

"not good!"

"boom!"

Almost at the same time, the entire killing field suddenly shook violently, and a huge gap suddenly opened in the shattered arena, and a blood-red light radiated from that gap.

A bloody, brutal breath also appeared.

"That is?"

Duan Yun took a breath: "The entrance to hell? Why does the entrance open by itself? Isn't it only after winning a hundred games in a row, and then the King of Slaughter unlocks the seal, that hell will open?"

call!
A strong suction burst out from the entrance, and that suction instantly locked on Duan Yun's body.

Under the effect of that suction, Duan Yun's body involuntarily rose into the air, and flew straight towards the entrance.

"Don't go in!"

Accompanied by a roar, the figure of the Slaughter King swooped down from mid-air, and his ferocious claws went straight to Duan Yun and grabbed him.

The hell way opened on its own, completely out of the control of the King of Slaughter. This situation has never happened since the establishment of the capital of Slaughter. It made the King of Slaughter deeply afraid. He even had an illusion that once Duan Yun enters the realm of hell, and the entire killing city will inevitably be destroyed.

Under such circumstances, even if he offends Wuhundian, even if he offends Qian Daoliu, he will block Duan Yun no matter what, even if he kills Duan Yun because of it.

Unfortunately, although the Slaughter King's speed was fast, he still couldn't stop Duan Yun. He could only watch Duan Yun fall into the entrance of hell, and then disappear from his sight.

In a scarlet space, Duan Yun lay quietly on a platform.

After an unknown amount of time, Duan Yun suddenly opened his eyes, his body shot up, and he looked around vigilantly.

"here is?"

A few seconds later, Duan Yun sat down on the ground: "Are you kidding me? How the fuck did I enter the hell realm in a daze? Have you cleared the level?"

(End of this chapter)