Douluo's opening copy Haotian Douluo

In this way, Ye Buqun and Meng Yiran followed the narrator into the inner city of the Killing City.

Compared with the outer city, this inner city is simply a completely different world.

Because most of the people in the outer city are cowardly, not strong enough, and have to contribute Bloody Mary, the world is almost cold and silent, like a dead sea.In contrast, the inner city is a noisy and crazy world.

Crazy laughter, painful wails, and chilling sounds could be heard endlessly.

In a corner, five or six people were laughing wildly and beating a young man. The man's mouth and nose were covered in blood, and he kept begging for mercy. He was gradually dying.

Many women here are wearing heavy makeup and teasing each other with the men.

On the other side, there were two strong men fighting each other with swords, and many parts of their bodies were cut open.One party couldn't hold on, and the other party saw the right opportunity and cut off the other party's arm with a knife, and then pierced his heart with another knife.

Many indescribable and unspeakable things can be seen everywhere here. To the outside world, these things are simply shocking and jaw-dropping.

Rather than saying this is a hell on earth or a paradise for the strong, it would be more appropriate to say it is an animal world full of fighting.

Meng Yiran looked around, his eyes full of curiosity.

Ye Buqun chuckled and said: "This is really a deformed world."

Hearing this, the female commentator couldn't help but glance at him: "We have reached the inner city here. Please pay attention to your words and deeds, sir. You can use any ugly swear words or vicious language here. But there is one thing, please don't Desecrate this place, otherwise you will challenge the authority of the King of Slaughter."

Ye Buqun snorted again: "Really? Then I would like to meet your killing king."

If it weren't for the fact that the system mission required him to stay here for two months, he might have made a big fuss here and lured the law enforcement team out.

Meng Yiran seemed impatient: "Take us to the killing fields of hell quickly."

Regarding Ye Buqun's remarks just now, the female commentator seemed to have some grudges in her heart. Listening to the fact that they were anxious to go to the hell killing field, a life-threatening place, she no longer tried to persuade or stop them this time.

This city of killings is so crazy that it can even be called corrupt.The female commentator did not lie to them. With her by her side, no one dared to harass the newlyweds Ye Buqun and Meng Yiran.

After all, the female narrator is a subordinate of the King of Slaughter. Others don't dare to pluck the beard from the tiger's mouth even if they don't look at her face.

"You two, please take a look, it's right here."

As she spoke, she led the two of them to a strange-looking building.This is a cone-shaped building, with the circular area at the bottom being the largest and becoming more pointed as it goes up.The building is more than 60 meters high, which is equivalent to the height of about thirty stories.

The entire building was as black as a crow, and there was a faint smell of blood and death in it.The female commentator said that this killing hellfield is the center of the killing city, which shows its importance in this underground city.

Ye Buqun asked: "How to compete, one-on-one?"

The female commentator said: "After entering the arena, sign up with your number plate. Then enter the waiting area, but you cannot fight while waiting. There are ten people in each competition. No matter what method you use, as long as you survive in the end That’s it, only one person can come out alive at a time.”

The survival rate in a game is only one-tenth, so this place is indeed called the City of Killing.

"How can I win the championship?" Ye Buqun asked straight to the point.

The female commentator didn't know where his confidence came from, and said: "You can win the title of champion if you can participate in a hundred or more games. And now the contestant with the most wins has won 56 games in a row. Every time he wins a game, Your identity card will have a victory mark, which means you can live in the Killing City for one more year, and you can indulge in the city as much as you want."

Meng Yiran still looked expectant: "Master, let's go in."

The female commentator continued: "Just a reminder. After you enter, you will not only watch the game, but if you want to watch the game, everyone needs to contribute a cup of Bloody Mary. It can be your own, or of course it can be someone else's. Once you enter, you can watch it all the time. Play until you figure it out. Killing Fields play is pretty much non-stop from day to night."

There was one thing that Ye Buqun didn't understand. He didn't know why, but the Killing City seemed to be particularly keen on Bloody Mary.

They saw many people lining up to walk into the dark building with a bright red Bloody Mary in their hands.

Of course, Ye Buqun and Meng Yiran would not be stupid enough to use their own blood as a pass to enter.

"Boy, hand over your Bloody Mary."

A tall man with a gaunt figure shouted loudly at the two relatively thin people in the team.

The tall and handsome man was more than two meters tall, shirtless, and had very ferocious-looking scars on his body. The areas without scars were covered with such devil-like tattoos. Ordinary people would shudder just by looking at him.

The tall and handsome man was holding a charming woman in his arms, looking very domineering.

"This blood belongs to us, why should I give it to you?"

"That's right!"

These two smaller-looking men are twin brothers, they retorted after being yelled at by the tall man.

"Damn it, do you know who I am? You actually talk to me like this?" Qiu Jie's big man's tone was still very arrogant.

The two brothers placed Bloody Mary on the ground, looked at each other, pulled out the daggers at their waists, and attacked the big man from the left and the right.

"act recklessly."

The big man let go of the woman in his arms. A trace of viciousness flashed through the woman's beautiful eyes. She jumped up with a vigorous step. She wrapped her slender long legs around the neck of the man on the right and pulled the man's neck with a single force. It's broken.

On the left, the big man clenched his right fist and punched out. The fist wrapped with soul power carried a powerful punch. Before the man could get closer, he vomited blood.

His internal organs were injured by the wind of the fist, and the short knife fell to the ground.Of course, the big man in Qiujie would not let him go. He stepped forward and crushed his head with his foot.

"Huh, are you trying to get rough with me? Don't ask me. If you don't hand over Bloody Mary, then I will hand over your lives!"

Looking at the body with its head trampled on the ground, the tall man looked very proud.

His lover twisted her waist and walked over: "Old Scar, with these two, we have a lot of Bloody Marys——"