Douluo's simulated martial spirit

"Great King, should we start contacting his killing city? It has been a long time since a truly strong person has joined." A cold female voice said.

"Do you think he is a real strong man?" asked the tall man sitting on the chair.

"At least in terms of strength, he is. The Demon Lord seems to be born for the Slaughter City. His soul power is not particularly strong, but his physical strength is terrifyingly strong. Even a titled Douluo is in the Slaughter City. , it is impossible to kill him one on one without soul skills."

The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment: "Then do you think he can complete a hundred games and challenge the road to hell?"

"It will be a matter of time before a hundred games are completed, but he may not be able to walk the road to hell."

The King of Slaughter said coldly: "There is no need to contact him."

"Why, great king, don't you want our Killing City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with Wuhun Palace a thousand years ago, who knows when they will tear up the agreement?" A cold female voice said in her tone. Revealing doubts.

The Slaughter King didn't answer the woman's question.

"Great King, how about I send someone to contact the Demon Lord..." The woman thought for a while when the King of Slaughter remained silent.

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, the surrounding air visibly became viscous, and the strong smell of blood scattered in all directions. Shouting, at the corner, a protruding body trembled violently.

"Don't think that because I love you, you can talk nonsense. The rules of the Killing City are that no contact will be allowed if you have not reached 100 games. I don't want it to happen again."

"He is a great king"

The blood-red gaze of the King of Slaughter floated in the air: "I just hope that he can complete a hundred games and then come to me instead of relying on your so-called contact. The self-esteem of the strong cannot be desecrated."

"Great King, I understand"

"Go down"

After the woman retreated, the King of Slaughter waved his hand, and a stream of rich dark red liquid flew out from in front of him. In the darkness, in front of him was a huge blood pool filled with thick blood. .

Opening his mouth to swallow the blood, two fangs were faintly exposed in the dim light.

"I don't know if you can be used by me," the Slaughter King muttered to himself.

The time was spent waiting and practicing. Sitting cross-legged in the house where he lived, Xing's body was constantly filled with icy chills, and the huge murderous aura was always rotating around his body and affecting him.

This was a sequelae after he used Rage, because under the rules, he took advantage of the loopholes in the rules and forcibly used soul skills, which put a huge load on Xing.

Waves of murderous aura invaded his mind, and images of mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerged in Xing's mind, eroding and disturbing him.

In the past two years, he has lost count of the number of people who have died in Xing's hands. Although these people deserve to die, the murderous aura in Xing's body will become stronger every time he kills one person.

After such superimposed murderous intent was used to inspire him to go berserk, even the mental power of Xing Ershi Wei Rao was somewhat unstoppable.

It took a long time for Xing to suppress the crazy thoughts of killing in his mind.

Fortunately, Xing initially created a set of breathing techniques, which played a certain role in suppressing the murderous aura.

"It seems that after going out, I have to go to Yuexuan. But Bibi Dong has also been here. She did not go to Yuexuan to cleanse the murderous aura. It seems that she should also have a way to cleanse the murderous aura. If it doesn't work, you can also go to Bibi Dong. "Xingdao.

Half a month later, Xing completed ninety-nine battles, but he had not yet completed his one hundredth battle.

There were two reasons for this. First, he was going to wait for Qian Renxue and the others. Second, Xing was a little unable to control his murderous aura.

Now he is like a walking dynamite kit, which may be ignited at any time.

Just like when he was walking on the street, whenever someone looked at him in the wrong way, it would arouse Xing's murderous intent, and then a bloodthirsty, murderous thing would come to Zheng's mind.

So Xing stopped, and he had to spend some time adjusting his state.

He doesn't have mystical skills like Tang San, Xing only has his own set of breathing techniques, so it's much more difficult for Xing to suppress his murderous aura than Tang San.

Fortunately, Qian Renxue was by her side. When Xing saw Qian Renxue, he thought of his agreement with her, which could also regulate his state to a certain extent.

Three months later, Qian Renxue completed ninety-two games, and then she appeared in a situation similar to Xing's. However, because Qian Renxue's martial spirit was a warrior and could help her purify part of her murderous aura, her condition was relatively good. Better than punishment.

In the past three months, Huo Wu and Ma Hongjun have also reached ninety games one after another, and both of them are in better shape than Xing Yao.

Ma Hongjun directly integrated the murderous aura into his Evil Fire Phoenix, and it went surprisingly smoothly. Huo Wu also chose to integrate the murderous aura into his own martial spirit, and the compatibility is better than Ma Hongjun's.

"It seems I'm a little conceited. I didn't think of this method," Xing said, looking at their state.

After thinking of this, Xing integrated part of the murderous aura in his body into the second martial spirit. Unexpectedly, it was actually absorbed.

After solving the murderous confusion, Xing couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't wait to complete a hundred victories and then hit the road to hell.

Second, Xing then went to sign up, but was told that he would have to wait for a while because no one was willing to compete with Xing at the moment.

Finally, the hard work paid off and the Hundred Games began.

In this hundredth game, Xing chose to go head-to-head.

Soon, Xing ended his hundredth battle and won his hundredth victory.

It's still the same room.

"Great King, now this Demon Lord has achieved hundreds of championships, can we do it?" said the cold female voice.

"Wait a minute, he still has some friends," the Slaughter King said calmly.

After completing a hundred games, Xing chose to concentrate on training in the following days. He was ready to adjust his state so that he could enter the hell road.

Half a year later, Xing learned that Qian Renxue and three others had also completed a hundred victories.

Because since Xing found a way to solve his murderous aura, he went into seclusion to adjust his state.

Qian Renxue and others also went to compete in other areas of the Lin Prison Killing Ground, leaving this area to Xing.

It took them nearly four years from entering the Killing City to completing hundreds of battles in the Hell Killing Fields. It’s not a short time.

"Congratulations, young Mozun." Suddenly, a deep and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The murderous aura released from Xing's body poured back the moment the sound was heard, and was pressed back into his body, which made his face suddenly turn pale.