Douluo's Night

♂nbsp; Two months.

Over the course of two months, Nightshade racked up a hundred victories in Hell's Killing Fields.

Looking at the fallen man who was fleeing in the dark, a black light flashed, and the fallen man's head and body were completely moved.

"Boring... really boring."

Even if there are real titled Douluo here, they will become the dead souls in the night because they cannot use soul skills.

Is this a hundred games? It still feels like child’s play.

Ye Xie clicked his tongue and put the bloody Tang sword into its sheath, but the good news was that he had regained the feeling of his original power.

"Congratulations, young devil." A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The Demon King? It's a nostalgic title. Yes, he is not the Demon King.

Night looked up.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the fallen ones hoarse, but they didn't mean to stop at all.

With a pale complexion and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, as if he didn't need to be restricted by gravity at all.

Titled Douluo.

Among the titled Douluo in this world, he is the only one with the sharpest murderous aura.

Ye Xi narrowed his eyes, and this guy had actually faintly touched the barrier. In the world of Ye Xi's previous life, this could be considered a strong man who was half-stepped into Shattering the Void. However, because of the laws of heaven and earth in Douluo Continent, he seemed unable to improve.

The King of Slaughter's gaze fell on the viewing platform of the Slaughter Field of Hell.

"I am very happy to witness the birth of a strong man in the killing field today. Yum, who has not been seen for decades, is shown in this young man. With his strong strength and terrifying murderous aura, Makes you tremble, does it not, my people."

"Yes——, yes——, yes—" The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm, which makes all the fallen people have an almost crazy worship after seeing him.

The King of Slaughter lowered his head, looked at the night, and said: "Young Demon King, thank you for making me feel the existence of passion again. Yum, very good. In order to commend your achievements, I decided to grant you the title of God of Killing. From now on. From now on, you can enter and exit the Killing City on your own, and you will be hired as a guest of the Killing City under me."

"I want to take the road to hell."

Ye Zi put his hands in his pockets and looked straight at the King of Slaughter with his red eyes. The murderous aura emanating around him seemed to be restrained and gradually retracted into Ye Zi's body.

"Is it?"

The King of Slaughter laughed sarcastically. He glanced at the night specifically and turned his head when he saw that the murderous intent of the other party was suppressed back into his body by his own aura.

"Demon King, you are very courageous, so let me let you go through hell."

His tone turned cold, and then he raised his right hand.

Thick red mist was suddenly released from the King of Slaughter. Night took a few steps back and watched the King of Slaughter from a distance, waiting for his next move.

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

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, and they all wanted to see the opening of the road to hell.However, what they don't know is that their lives have come to an end.

Except for the God of Death and the King of Slaughter, no one has ever seen the road to hell open. Because everyone who saw it died. In other words, they all became sacrifices to open the road to hell.

Although the red light released from the Slaughter King brought them a lot of pressure, the red light was not aimed at them, but towards the surrounding stands.

The Fallen who had been cheering wildly gradually became quiet as the red light landed on the viewing platform, and the eyes of each Fallen gradually became dull, and some dullness turned into bloodshot red.It didn't take long, when the red light formed a huge barrier on the entire killing field of hell, the screams of pain began to resound from the first person who came into contact with the red light.

Affected by the red light, those fallen people seemed to be half insane, desperately grabbing their faces and bodies...

Most of the fallen who can survive in the inner city have certain strength.At this time, they put all their strength on themselves, and even the screams contained extreme excitement.It seems that in the process of self-abuse, he has obtained unlimited enjoyment.

The skin was rolled up, blood was everywhere, and they even pulled out their own internal organs from their bodies. The whole madness would not stop until the end of their lives.

More and more degenerates undergo such changes, until they spread to the entire place.

"Good luck on the road to hell."

The eyes of the night were completely shrouded in blood.

Then he found himself on a circular platform.This platform is only about five meters in diameter, not very big.

"Blood sacrifice? No wonder." Ye Xie shook his head and looked forward.

Everything around him was a faint blood red, and beyond the five-meter-diameter circular platform under his feet, there was an abyss.

In addition, a narrow path that is less than half a foot wide and can only accommodate the width of two feet standing at the same time leads to the unknown darkness, and this is the only way to the outside world on the platform they are on.

The road to the outside world? It won't be fake.

Night breathed the thick air here and opened his arms, as if sensing something.

As if to confirm, he stepped quickly on the stone slab and walked downwards.

He felt a familiar, strong force here. That is what he lacks. If he wants to crush the way of heaven in this life, then this power is necessary.

The surrounding air was getting hotter and hotter, and with a flash of red eyes in the night, he saw the rolling, sticky blood below.

"This is..."

Ye Xi squatted down, stretched out his hand, and felt the heat of the blood.

Soul and blood power.

"Sure enough, the blood here carries emotional power, which is just right for me."

Ye Xie laughed, this was his biggest gain from coming to the Killing City.

Glancing at the seemingly endless journey ahead, his red eyes burned with flames in the night, but in the end, he still couldn't escape the fate that had been destined for him.

No, it's not that you can't escape, that's your responsibility.

He could only accept it with a smile, and gritted his teeth to seek revenge from Heaven.

With a casual wave of the night, the Tang Dao at his waist turned into black fragments and disappeared.

Then, he opened his arms and fell backward.

Pfft!

The blood pool was suddenly splashed several feet high, and then gently swallowed up Ye Xie's body.