Douluo painter

Chapter 137 Killing Capital

"Are you sure?"

Qian Daoliu looked at Mo Hui solemnly and said.

He still doesn't want Mo Hui to go to that kind of place.

No matter where he is, he can't guarantee the safety of Mo Hui.

Now that Bibi Dong was suffering from severe poison and was on the verge of death, he didn't want Mo Hui to suffer any accident.

Because as far as Mo Hui's current talent is concerned, as long as he cultivates it for a period of time, his future achievements will definitely be higher than Bibi Dong's.

As the great priest of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu considered not only his personal feelings, but also the interests of the Hall of Spirits.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have cooperated with Haotianzong, after all, Tang Hao and him had a feud against killing their son.

"I have made up my mind, don't persuade me again, the great priest."

Mo Hui said firmly.

"This……"

"Ok."

Qian Daoliu had no choice but to agree to Mo Hui.

"Now that you have made a decision, let me tell you about the killing capital, so that you can prepare."

"Ah."

After that, Qian Daoliu and Mo Hui gave an overview of the Slaughter City. After Mo Hui was fully prepared, he pointed out the entrance of the Slaughter City to Mo Hui.

"Little Mo, you must remember that there is no one you can rely on in the capital of killing, you can only rely on yourself."

"And you only have one week. After a week, the spirit power of ghosts and demons can no longer hold up."

Before leaving, Qian Daoliu repeatedly asked Mo Hui, for fear that Mo Hui would make any mistakes.

"Well, I see."

Mo Hui nodded in response.

Then Mo Hui said to Qian Daoliu:
"Xiaoxue has troubled you to take care of her these few days. I will try my best to bring back the Bianhua as soon as possible."

"Naturally, Xiaoxue is my granddaughter after all."

Qian Daoliu responded in order to reassure Mo Hui.

Then Mo Hui set foot on the journey to the capital of killing after saying goodbye to Qian Daoliu.

On the way, Mo Hui kept thinking about Qian Daoliu's instructions to him.

From Qian Daoliu, he got a rough idea of ​​where the City of Slaughter is.

I also know why he was a little nervous and worried when he said at the beginning that he was going to the capital of killing, Qian Daoliu.

Because that place is very dangerous, gathered a group of vicious people, there are no rules at all, only life and death.

And there is no way to use soul skills in that place, only one's own martial soul and soul power can be used.

This is very unfriendly to a soul master.

After all, most of the combat power of a soul master comes from soul skills, and it can be said that the combat power of a soul master without soul skills will drop by more than half.

But this is not a big deal for Mo Hui, after all, his martial spirit can draw with only the use of soul power, and he has the power to protect himself even without soul skills.

"Sister Dong'er, wait for me for a while, I will definitely get the Bianhua back within seven days!"

Mo Hui talked to himself with a firm tone on the road, and at the same time quickened his pace.

"There is also the Tiandou imperial family, since you dare to attack Sister Dong'er, then prepare to be destroyed!"

Thinking of the Tiandou royal family, Mo Hui's eyes showed endless anger, as if he wanted to engulf the Tiandou royal family.

Under the blessing of anger and worry, Mo Hui rushed towards the killing city like a rocket, and within a day came to the entrance of the killing city that Qian Daoliu and he said.

"Is this the entrance to the killing capital?"

Mo Hui looked at the small town in front of him in a trance.

After using the probing soul skill, he could easily see the death energy hanging over the small town in front of him.

It is estimated that several 10 people will not be enough to add up this kind of huge dead energy.

"It really is a dangerous place."

Mo Hui couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but then Mo Hui said with firm eyes:
"But for the sake of Sister Dong'er, I'm determined to break into this dangerous place!"

After talking about Moe, he entered the town and found Qian Daoliu and the hotel he mentioned.

"Welcome, what would you like?"

As soon as you enter the door, there is a greeting from the bar.

"Let me enter the killing capital."

Mo Hui doesn't have the leisure to drink, and he doesn't know how to drink.

So he straightforwardly stated the purpose of his coming.

"What, this brat said he was going to enter the killing capital!"

"Hahaha, this really makes me laugh."

"The kid who hasn't even grown his hair should go back as soon as possible, or he may not be able to go back in a while."

As soon as Mo Hui finished speaking, before the waiter said anything, there was a burst of laughter from all around.

"Guest officer, you heard it too, I advise you to go back early, it's not something you can go there."

The waiter kept his face calm, but his tone was obviously mocking and disdainful towards Mo Hui.

Facing the cynicism, Mo Hui remained expressionless, and he slowly raised his arm.

In a short sentence:
"I'm in a hurry!"

Then I saw a large amount of black paint gushing out of Mo Hui's palm, falling to the ground like a stream of water.

Before everyone could react, a huge black hole appeared around them, absorbing them all.

"what is this!"

Facing Mo Hui's sudden attack, everyone panicked.

They wanted to escape from this black hole, but they found that they could not use their soul power at all, and could only be swallowed by the huge suction.

"what!"

"Please let me go!"

"I don't want to die yet!"

Seeing that they were about to be completely devoured, they began to beg for mercy from Mo Hui.

But Mo Hui didn't care about them at all, because he could see that these people were all cruel executioners with dozens or even hundreds of lives on them, so they were not worthy of sympathy.

In less than a minute, everyone present was devoured.

"You can be regarded as the nourishment for me to enter the killing capital."

Mo Hui said something coldly, and then went straight to the counter, he knew the entrance was there.

After entering the Slaughter City, he couldn't use soul skills, and he couldn't use soul skills to quickly recover his soul power.

When he came, he was too impatient and made some preparations, so he wasted a lot of soul power.

So Mo Hui absorbed the soul power of these people as supplementing his own soul power.

"Haotian Hammer!"

As Mo Hui walked towards the counter, a huge hammer appeared in his hand, which was Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer that he imitated.

When Mo Hui walked to the counter, he slowly raised the arm holding the giant hammer.

Then, as Mo Hui's arm fell quickly, there was a loud "boom".

I saw the counter, and the entire hotel was shattered.

Among the ruins, Mo Hui found the entrance to the killing capital.

Then he jumped in without hesitation.

"Sure enough, I can't use soul skills anymore?"

As the ink painting deepened, the Haotian Hammer in his hand gradually turned into a phantom and disappeared.

This was imitated by him using soul skills. Since Slaughter City cannot use soul skills, the Clear Sky Hammer will naturally disappear, and Tang Hao's imitated energy in his body will also disappear.

"But it doesn't matter, I'm ready, I must do this killing capital."

Mo Hui clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were firm, and he said confidently.

(End of this chapter)