Douluo's Wood Soul Escape Technique

At this time, in the hell killing field, Sikong Zheng had already killed all the contestants.

On the killing stage, apart from the flesh and blood stumps, there was only Sikong Zheng standing there in a daze, his head lowered, looking confused.

After skillful use, Sikong Zheng's body became as strong as black iron.

Every time Sikong Zheng moves, a life will be taken away.The killer couldn't even leave a wound on his body, and even if there were any, it would heal itself instantly.

These people were unable to use soul skills and were massacred one-sidedly by Sikong Zheng's powerful physical weapons.

This terrifying self-healing power makes the killer feel desperate, wailing, and regretting participating in today's killing.

Now he has experienced a lot of killings and is no longer as lively as before. The huge murderous aura suppressed has made him taciturn.

He was exhausted from mentally guarding against the invasion of murderous intent.

Sikong Zheng turned around calmly and walked slowly towards the outside of the Hell Killing Fields.

"Kill all the kings, kill all the kings, kill all the kings..."

The killers in the stands shouted in fear and fanaticism. This killing feast allowed them to see the true terror of the King of Killers.

"Kill all the kings," a beautiful woman said excitedly, looking at Sikong Zheng with a seductive look on her face, and couldn't help shouting.

Sikong Zheng, who had left the killing field, was about to return to the hut when he heard the shouting and looked up.

A beautiful girl was leaning against a wall, looking at Sikong Zheng with ardent eyes.

Sikong Zheng dragged his steps, slowly approached the beautiful girl, and stood still in front of the beautiful girl.

This gorgeous girl has a plump figure, and Sikong Zheng can only compare to her breasts.

"Please...please be gentle."

The beautiful girl looked at Sikong Zheng in front of her, and her breathing suddenly became heavy. She supported his legs and slowly knelt down. Her eyes exuded a charming light. She thought Sikong Zheng wanted to be with him.

Sikong Zheng put one hand on the beautiful girl's face, covering her entire face, and the beautiful girl's head was pushed against the wall.

Through Sikong Zheng's fingers, it is not difficult to see that Yan Nu's eyes are trembling slightly due to excitement.

"Bang." A coquettish blood flower bloomed.

No one expected that the beautiful girl's head exploded like a watermelon, the wall was instantly stained with blood, and she was actually crushed to pieces by Sikong Zheng on the wall.

The headless female corpse lost its support and hit the soles of his feet, but Sikong Zheng felt no emotion in his heart.

Not only did he not look at the corpse, he stepped on it and walked past it indifferently.

This was just a small episode in his murderous life.

"Hi~hoo~," in the hut, Sikong Zheng breathed heavily after opening the sacred tree domain. This was his trump card to maintain his will.

Only in the realm can he suppress his murderous aura, let his reason prevail, and avoid collapse.

Otherwise, without a skull, without awe-inspiring righteousness, and without drinking Huangquan Dew, he would have been infected by the murderous aura and driven completely crazy by depression.

After the third year.

Sikong Zheng walked out of the hut. He had already won 99 games. Today was his [-]th fight. It had been a month since his last battle.

"Boom~bang~," Sikong Zheng blasted the last killer's body to pieces.

The nearly substantial murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air, and the killers in the entire stand were silent, all staring at the King of Killers.

After Sikong Zheng completed his victory, he stood there blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

"Kill all the kings, kill all the kings..." The killers fanatically shouted to Sikong Zheng, who had once brought a huge shadow to them.

"Congratulations, King of Killers." A deep and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The murderous aura released from Sikong Zheng's body actually poured back the moment the sound was heard, and was pressed back into his body.Sikongzheng's face suddenly turned pale.

"Uhhhhh..."

Sikong Zheng covered his head, screamed, and beat his head crazily.

The black energy pouring back made his mind feel as if he had been struck by a thunder hammer, his body trembled violently, and a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he had been shocked into an idiot.

None of the killers in the stands paid attention to Sikong Zheng anymore. Everyone had the same gaze, staring at the sky with pious eyes.

To be precise, it was a bloody vortex in the sky.

The atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, because in the midair, a blood-red figure was descending from the sky.

"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.

The King of Slaughter ignored the other killers, stared at Sikong Zheng indifferently with his bloody eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"King of Killer, I have decided to grant you the title of Killer God as an exception. From now on, you can enter and exit the Killing City on your own. And you will be hired as the guest minister of the Killing City under me."

What responded to the Slaughter King was Sikong Zheng's roars.

"Uh...uh ah ah ah..."

The King of Slaughter frowned and looked indifferently at Sikong Zheng who was screaming in pain below, wanting to slap him to death.

"Earth...hell...road..."

Then, as if out of obsession, Sikong Zheng knelt on the ground, held his head, and muttered about the road to hell.

The King of Slaughter had an awe-inspiring aura and said coldly:

"Oh, Killer King, have you thought clearly? The road to hell is not that easy. In your current state, you will die if you enter."

And the words that responded to the King of Slaughter were still the intermittent words "Hell Road".

The King of Slaughter spread his arms, his blood-red cloak danced in the wind, and his fangs were exposed in his mouth, and he said evilly:

"Forget it, if you insist on seeking death, let me show you what hell is like! This is your glory."

The thick red mist was suddenly released from the Slaughter King, and the evil cold red ripples slowly spread out, spreading to the entire place in almost a few blinks of an eye.

Affected by the red light, the killer tore his body frantically until it turned into pools of blood, and countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.Gathering into a bloody bat pattern.

"Wish you good luck on the road to hell and kill all the kings."

Killing Capital, Hell Road.

On a circular platform, Sikong Zheng slowly woke up, with a bloody world in his eyes.

A faint layer of blood mist was released from his body, and his eyes had completely turned blood red. Around his body, white ripples continued to increase in fluctuation.

The body is already on the verge of losing control, and it seems that it will lose control and run away in the next second.

Sikong Zheng stood up like a carp, his body upright, he raised one hand, his index and middle fingers stood upright, he grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing his silver teeth, and shouted loudly:

“Field—expand.”

Boom~, the call resounded, and a green field burst out from around Sikong Zheng's body, and then enveloped the entire platform.

The aura that has been pushed away by the realm is forced to stand within the rules of this area, as if the road to hell is trembling slightly.

The blood in Sikong Zheng's eyes dimmed slightly, his violent murderous intent was suppressed, his rationality gradually returned, and a clear light flashed in his eyes.

"Hoo~," until this moment, Sikong Zheng took a breath, his face relaxed, and his mind calmed down a little.

Sikong Zheng took two steps forward, surrounded by the realm, and looked quietly at the narrow bridge leading to darkness in front of him, with the blood pool below.

The corners of Sikong Zheng's lips curled up, revealing a devilish and unrestrained smile.