Douluo: Conquering the Goddess from a Grass

Chapter 143 Bloody killing, what happened to Tang Chen

You don't have to go to hell to become the God of Killing in the Killing City.

Hearing this news, the eyes of all the fallen people suddenly glowed with envy.

This is the god of killing. In the capital of killing, his status and power are second only to the existence of the king of killing.

Even the Law Enforcement Team and the Black Cavalry are obedient to him.

Fang Xu glanced at Hu Liena, who subconsciously shook her head, indicating that she had no idea what happened!
To be honest, until now, Hu Liena was still at a loss. She was invited by the law enforcement team during her cultivation, and the other party didn't even say the purpose of calling her here!

And when she arrived at the killing field in hell, she learned that the king of killing wanted her to become a god of killing!
Without going through Hell Road, I haven't even played a hundred games, but I'm optimistic about you with the words of the King of Slaughter...

The title of Killing God is too easy to come by!

The eyes of the two couldn't help revealing doubts.

What the hell is this killing king doing?

It is only natural for Fang Xu to become the god of death, but Hu Liena has only participated in thirteen competitions so far.
Even though she performed very well, but with such a record alone, she did not meet the conditions to become the messenger of hell.

Not to mention letting the King of Slaughter take a high look and become the God of Killing in the Slaughter Capital.

Besides, if the title of God of Death was so easy to obtain, there wouldn't be so many fallen people risking their lives to fight each other with their lives in the arena.

"Hahaha," Fang Xu laughed wildly.

"Tang Chen, you have a good plan, but unfortunately, I don't care... Killing God is of no use to me."

Yes, for ordinary soul masters, walking the road to hell is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

But behind the danger, there is the huge temptation of the Death God Domain.

Compared with danger, Fang Xu cared more about the domain of killing gods!
The reason why Tang Chen didn't want Fang Xu to walk the road to hell was obviously because he didn't want them to get the Killing God Realm.
Tang Chen?

Hearing this name, the figure in the air was shocked, and a look of doubt flashed across his brows.

It seemed that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.

"Why, do you want to reject this king's kindness?" Tang Chen said coldly, his momentum continued to rise,
"So what, Tang Chen, have you stayed in the Slaughtering City for too long, and your mind has become stupid..."

"Shut up, I am the King of Slaughter, not Tang Chen at all, ah, ah..." The King of Slaughter snarled,
It's just that just after finishing these words, his body wailed loudly for no reason.

Between the eyebrows, a strange magic pattern quickly extended out, and in an instant, his face began to become distorted. The magic pattern formed a strange animal pattern on his face, and the fiery red hair stood upside down like steel needles.

"I'm Tang Chen, no, I'm not Tang Chen, my head, my head hurts..."

"Blood, I need blood"

"Ah..." Accompanied by the angry roar of the Slaughter King, the red cloak behind him was blown high by an invisible force,
In the next second, a thick red mist was suddenly released from the Slaughter King,
The huge aura was as sharp as a sword, Fang Xu frowned, his consciousness moved slightly, an extremely strong aura rose spontaneously, directly blocking the red mist,
Hu Liena, who was standing by the side, changed her expression drastically. At this moment, under the force of the red mist, she had to retreat quickly,

Fang Xu sighed, and with a movement of his right hand, he pulled Hu Liena behind him, barely able to allow her to withstand the surprise attack of the red mist, so as not to be swallowed by the evil within.

What the King of Slaughter released from his body was not the murderous aura that permeated the city of Slaughter, but an extremely evil aura, a coldness that made the bone marrow stiff.

Different from the pure evil in the gods of Rakshasa, this icy aura has both the evil of Rakshasa God and the killing intent of Shura God,
When the two auras are mixed together, they form an extremely weird and mottled evil aura.

However, this combination of killing and evil breath is more powerful than pure evil.

The evil and cold red ripples slowly spread out, almost spreading to the entire audience in the blink of an eye.

The fallen people sitting in the auditorium were all surprisingly excited. It was such an honor for the fallen to see the King of Slaughter make a move with their own eyes.

However, what they didn't know was that when the red mist appeared, everyone's life had come to an end.

The red light released from the King of Slaughter gradually flooded the entire killing field of hell, and continued to spread towards the surrounding stands.

The fallen who were cheering wildly gradually became quieter as the red light landed on the viewing platform.

The eyes of every fallen person gradually became dull, and then turned from dull to bloodshot red.

It didn't take long, when the red light formed a huge barrier on the entire hell killing field.

The screams of pain began to resound from the person who first came into contact with the red light.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the red light, those fallen seem to be crazy.
They desperately scratched their faces, gnawed on their bodies...

Most of the fallen who can survive in the inner city are those with certain strength.

At this time, they put all their strength on themselves, and even the screams contained indescribable pleasure, as if they enjoyed it very much.

The skin roll is easily torn and quickly peeled off,

The bright red liquid continuously flowed out from everyone's bodies, scattered on the ground, and began to condense. A large amount of blood was like streams.

It flows to the center of the killing field along the small, inconspicuous pipe under the auditorium.

Countless meandering red liquids flowed into the arena like small snakes, and a blood-red spring slowly formed on the ring,
The King of Slaughter opened his mouth wide, and two sharp fangs sprouted from the corners of his lips.
"Heh," he shouted, and the pool of blood condensed on the ground directly formed a turbulent flow, rushing towards the sky.

"Gudong, Gudong" the King of Slaughter sucked greedily from the blood spring, and after all the blood of hundreds of people was sucked into his stomach, the magic pattern on his forehead was slowly annihilated.

"Strange," the red mist gradually dissipated, Fang Xu looked at the Slaughter King whose aura gradually stabilized, and asked full of doubts: "How can your strength be so weak?"

"Bold." The Slaughter King's expression was startled, and he said coldly, "Since you are so ignorant of good and bad, then I don't have to show mercy!"

"What, you want to fight with me?" Fang Xu glanced at the Slaughter King contemptuously,
"Hahaha, this is the capital of killing, this king's paradise," the figure of the killing king seemed to be drawn by an invisible thread, slowly rising,
In the air, that cold and sharp voice echoed throughout the killing field of hell,

"This king never fights uncertain battles,"

"Since you want to take the road to hell, this king will naturally give you this opportunity."

"In the days to come, this king will ask someone to greet you well,"

"If you still have life to set foot on the road to hell, this king will personally help you open it."

(End of this chapter)