Douluo: I just want to farm after awakening the sandbox martial soul

Hell Killing Fields.

The King of Slaughter, who had not been seen for more than half a year, finally appeared today.

The sudden appearance of the King of Slaughter immediately silenced the entire noisy venue.

Everyone looked at him respectfully, looking at the King of Slaughter who looked down on all living beings like a demon on the high platform.

"The King of Slaughter is actually here?"

"The king is coming!"

"Oh my God, it seems that tonight's battle is definitely not easy. The Thousand-Change Demon King's hundred-win battle has finally attracted the King of Slaughter!"

"I can't wait!"

"King of Slaughter!"

"We, see the King of Slaughter!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but the King of Slaughter just glanced at the entire venue with an indifferent expression, and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Feng, and then said in a low but magnetic voice: "You are No. [-], Qian. Become a demon?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes followed the gaze of the King of Slaughter. Sure enough, they saw Lin Feng standing behind the crowd. Everyone's conversation began to turn to Lin Feng again, and many people held their breath. , waiting for Lin Feng's answer.

Hearing this, Lin Feng glanced at the King of Slaughter, put his right fist on his chest, and said with a smile: "I am No. [-], with a thousand-changing martial soul. The Thousand-Change Demon King is just a nickname given by everyone, and there are countless names."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, but being able to get such a title also proves your strength." The King of Slaughter said with a smile.

"Thank you, King of Slaughter, for your compliment."

"Tonight is your battle." The smile on the Slaughter King's face suddenly disappeared, and then he took a deep look at Lin Feng. Just when Lin Feng was about to speak, the Slaughter King continued: "I wish you good luck."

As soon as the four words came out, Lin Feng clearly felt some changes in the expression of the King of Slaughter. He was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the attendants following the King of Slaughter, and there was a familiar figure.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, but fortunately the mask was on his face so no one could see it. He quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "I accept the good words from the King of Slaughter."

……

The game started soon after the conversation between the King of Slaughter and Lin Feng ended.

Lin Feng didn't care that the King of Slaughter came to watch the battle. All in all, he had to win this battle.

Stepping onto the battlefield, there were nine opponents standing in a circle around them. As everyone guessed, they were all ranked in the top ten.

Lin Feng was first, the scar-faced man was second, and the rest were also in the top ten.

This battle can be said to be the highest quality and strongest battle among all the contestants in the entire Killing City.

This is why everyone rushes to the scene in such a hurry, even willing to pay the price of three Bloody Marys to come in.

In the history of thousands of years, there have only been eight killing gods. Now, Lin Feng, who has won 99 consecutive victories, is about to start his [-]-game winning streak.

Once this battle is successful, he will become a well-deserved champion, and then challenge the road to hell and become the legendary god of death!

Who wants to miss such a battle?

On the battlefield, except for Lin Feng who remained calm, the other nine people were in a somewhat depressed mood. Even those at the bottom of the rankings had a slight cold sweat on their foreheads.

Although this battle is the strongest battle, it... will also be their most important battle in this hell killing field.

If they win, they will become famous; if they lose, it will be the last battle!

Although every battle is likely to be their last battle, compared to the previous battles, their pressure is far less than it is now.

After all, although they are all ranked in the top ten, they are still far behind Lin Feng, who has 99 consecutive victories.

What they have to face is a being who has won 99 games in a row and is about to become a god of death.

If they die, they will become the stepping stones for Lin Feng to become the God of Killing. If they win, they will become the next beings qualified to challenge the Road to Hell!

This battle!

Only succeed.

Don't fail!

"The Thousand-Change Demon King!"

The battle hasn't even started yet, but the chants of "Thousand-Change Demon King" have already been heard from the audience.

Everyone is cheering for Lin Feng!

This may be the purest and truest time for everyone in the Killing City.

In addition, apart from wanting to kill, they never sincerely hope that a person can survive!

"Everyone, this is the first battle between me and you, and it will also be the last battle." Lin Feng said.

Everyone looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was right, this would be the last battle, not only for him, but also for the nine of them.

But they also have different possibilities.

Lin Feng really only had this possibility.

If he wins, he will no longer enter the battle field, but will challenge the Hell Road and then leave the Killing City.

Lose, die, and never have a chance to fight again.

Therefore, although these words seemed to be speaking to several of them, announcing their death, they were also speaking to themselves.

"Of course it will be your last battle, because after this battle, your body will lie on the ground corroded by the blood of thousands of people, and your blood will become cups of Bloody Mary for people to taste!" The scar-faced man sneered.

"You're bullshit, kill the Thousand Transformations Demon King!"

The third-ranked feminine man spoke immediately. Before he could finish his words, he had already started to take action. As soon as he took action, he struck with all his strength. The angle was tricky, and he was bound to kill Lin Feng with one strike!

As the third-ranked feminine man took the lead in attacking, everyone else also started to move.

No negotiation, no words.

They have reached a consensus.

That is for nine people to unite and use their strongest power to kill Lin Feng!

As long as Lin Feng dies, their strength is equal and they are still sure of victory.

But once Lin Feng is still alive, death will greet them.

This is also the consensus of all Lin Feng's opponents in every battle.

They have only one goal, to kill Lin Feng first!

"Go to hell!" the feminine man sneered, pointing a pointed cone-shaped weapon directly between Lin Feng's eyebrows.

At the same time, attacks from the other eight people also came from all directions!

Lin Feng, who was immediately surrounded, not only did not have the slightest fear, but instead laughed suddenly.

His wild laughter rang out and reached the ears of everyone present.

"You want me to die?" Lin Feng sneered, "You are not worthy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of his whole body skyrocketed in vain, and a cold aura emitted from his body, sweeping across the entire hell killing field in an instant!

It goes without saying that the scope of the Hell Killing Fields is so vast.

And this aura swept across, making everyone in the entire Hell Killing Fields feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, even the aloof King of Slaughter.

However, the King of Slaughter only showed a look of surprise, then his body shook and he ignored the aura.

The breath swept across and the temperature dropped sharply!

Everyone's movements became sluggish, and the coldness entered their bodies and seeped into their blood and bones!

An icy coldness penetrated every inch of the nine people's bones like silver needles, causing them to suddenly suffer unprecedented pain.

But with the arrow on the string, even if it hurts, they will never stop.

Once they stop, they will be greeted by death.

"Be careful, don't let him fly into the sky!" The scar-faced man shook his body and shouted angrily.

"Evil God, Domain!" Lin Feng's eyes became colder and colder, and then a domain was launched. The nine people were caught off guard and fell directly into it!

At this moment, space seems to freeze and time seems to have stopped.

Lin Feng could see every inch of their movements across the air.

He could see that the expressions in each of their eyes were changing from murderous intent to fear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No one knows what they endured in this short period of time.

Why does he show such fear?

"What's going on? Why are they... not moving?" Someone in the audience said something, immediately breaking the silence in the hell killing field.

As soon as these words came out, everyone came back to their senses and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

In their eyes, the entire battlefield was shrouded in a black-purple light curtain, and the nine people caught in it seemed to be frozen. They jumped high and stopped in the air!

"No, they are moving, but very slowly!"

"Oh my god, what is this?"

"Is this the realm?"

"what is this!"

"Did the Thousand-Change Demon King just say the Killing God Realm?"

"It's impossible. The Thousand-Chan Demon King has not passed the challenge of the Hell Road. How can he have the Killing God Domain?"

"Death God Domain?!"

I don’t know who brought up this topic, and everyone was immediately led astray.

The realm of the God of Killing is the highest goal in the hearts of everyone present.

Win the annual championship, challenge the road to hell, obtain the title of God of Death, and own the realm of God of Death!

This is the purpose of each of them entering the killing fields of hell!

However, at this moment, Lin Feng has not gone to hell at all, so why does he have the realm of the God of Death?

None of them had ever seen the God of Killing Domain. Therefore, there was only one word difference between Lin Feng's Domain of the Evil God and the Domain of the God of Killing, so naturally others heard it as the Domain of the God of Killing.

At the scene, only the King of Slaughter knew what the truth was.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows as he looked at the scene on the battlefield.

"This guy actually masters a field more powerful than the God of Death field? Is he really just a Soul King?"

The King of Slaughter murmured, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking about, and no one paid attention to him.

Everyone was staring at the battlefield.

Under the black-purple light curtain, Lin Feng looked like a real demon king, and his terrifying power was breathtaking.

In addition, among the attendants behind the King of Slaughter, a graceful woman clenched her fists tightly and watched the scene on the battlefield with excitement.

……

On the battlefield, the nine people were frozen in the air, oh no, slowed down. The fear on their faces became more and more obvious at this moment, and even gradually became ferocious.

A faint black and purple light gradually appeared in each of their pupils. At the same time, each of them had the same expression.

In addition to the terrified faces, everyone was sweating profusely and veins were popping out.

It was as if they were trapped in hell at this moment, enduring inhuman torture!

call--

In the entire hell killing field, except for Lin Feng's breathing which was particularly clear, everyone held their breath and widened their eyes, absolutely unable to bear the thought of missing every second of change.

Immediately afterwards, in everyone's incredible eyes, a demon-like monster shadow seemed to be projected above the black-purple light curtain. The shadow was seen holding a huge sickle-like weapon and suddenly pointed at Jiu. People just wave!

silent.

No interest.

There was no sound, and the seemingly devastating blow did not cause any movement.

After waving the sickle, the shadow disappeared, and nothing seemed to have changed.

Just when everyone looked confused, Lin Feng moved!

Lin Feng's figure instantly became blurry, turning into an afterimage that shuttled past everyone at extremely fast speeds!

brush brush --

The breeze blew by, making a slight sound.

Ding,

It was as if the sound of glass exploding was heard.

The sharp and ear-piercing explosion penetrated into everyone's ears with such violence that most people couldn't help but cover their ears.

He even closed his eyes subconsciously.

……

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

"How... how come?"

"This...how could this happen? How..."

"ended?"

Everyone stammered and looked at the scene in front of them, with nothing but shock and disbelief in their eyes.

pat, pat.

As crisp footsteps sounded, everyone consciously closed their mouths.

Lin Feng's body was still upright. He walked calmly to the edge of the battle field, looked at the King of Slaughter on the high platform, and said with a smile: "King of Slaughter, can I enter the hell road now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone came back to their senses. They looked behind Lin Feng in shock, and then at the King of Slaughter. The expressions on their faces were very exciting. They didn't know whether they should be excited or what.

Behind Lin Feng, there were only countless fragments left.

Those fragments were not anything else, but the flesh and blood of those nine people.

Under the broken pieces, there was a pool of hot blood that gave off a slight white mist.

At that moment, no one saw what happened, and no one knew how they turned into pieces.

All they knew was that their minds went blank when the sound of glass bursting.

Only some powerful people saw what happened at that moment, but at that moment, they preferred not to see it.

They can't imagine it, let alone endure it.

They had long been accustomed to killing, but even so, they were still shocked, even frightened, by that scene.

Unprecedented fear filled their hearts, making them sweat profusely and unable to utter a single word.

On the other hand, the King of Slaughter was surprised and a little shocked at the same time. He slowly recovered and then said: "Follow me first."

After finishing speaking, the King of Slaughter did not say another word, but stood up and walked outside.

A group of attendants followed closely. Lin Feng looked at the back of the King of Slaughter in confusion and frowned.

Although he didn't know why the King of Slaughter suddenly called him away, he still followed the King of Slaughter out.

Along the way, Lin Feng, who was following the King of Slaughter, said nothing, while the King of Slaughter did not say a word either.

It wasn't until he was brought to a dark palace that the King of Slaughter finally spoke: "You should retreat first."

"Yes." All the attendants said immediately.

"Nine, you stay." Just as the attendants left, the Slaughter King said again.

As soon as these words came out, a graceful woman among the attendants stopped. Her body trembled slightly, but she quickly kept calm. She turned around again, saluted respectfully, and returned to the Slaughter King again.

The King of Slaughter, who was sitting on the huge chair made of skeletons, glanced at the woman behind him, then looked at Lin Feng and said, "Sit."