The Desert God of Death in Douluo

The Fallen who were cheering wildly gradually became quiet as the red light landed on the viewing platform. Each Fallen's eyes gradually became dull, and then the 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 crazy, desperately grabbing their faces and bodies... Most of the fallen people who could survive in the inner city had a certain level of strength.

At this time, they used all their strength on themselves, and even the screams contained extremely exciting pleasure.It seems that I have gained unlimited enjoyment in this process of self-abuse.

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

More and more fallen people have undergone such changes, until they spread to the whole field.

The blood spilled on the ground and began to condense. A large amount of blood was like streams, flowing along the small and inconspicuous pipes under the auditorium to the center of the killing field.It was clearly visible that countless meandering red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.

Zeng Yixin's eyes flashed with curiosity about the red light emanating from the King of Slaughter, which made people become manic and even self-destructive.

This red light is similar to the maddening soul skills of the Mad Sentai, but the effect is far stronger than the maddening soul skills.

Compared with this kind of soul skill that makes people feel as if they have unlimited enjoyment in the process of self-abuse, the crazy soul skill of the Mad Sentai is like a child learning to speak.

"It is their honor to be the sacrifice that opens the Hell Road." The deep voice of the Slaughter King sounded.At this time, the screams had gradually stopped, and except for Zeng Yixin and the King of Slaughter, there was no other life in the Slaughter Arena.

The blood flowed into the field, but did not spread in a straight line. Grooves appeared on the ground at some point, and the blood flowed into them. Gradually, they converged into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

Under the detection of mental power, Zeng Yixin noticed that the pattern formed by blood was actually a winged creature, but he couldn't see clearly what it was.

Immediately afterwards, the pattern's eyes flashed with red light, and a huge red light rose into the sky, instantly sweeping Zeng Yixin's body into it.All surrounding perceptions become blurred.Only the deep and sharp voice of the Slaughter King echoed in my ears.

"Good luck on the road to hell, hehehehe."

Zeng Yixin saw the specific appearance of the pattern clearly the moment the red light came on. It was a big bat with a strange structure. Although it was a bat, its body structure was so abstract that Zeng Yixin had never seen it in his life. past the level.

Under the blood-red devouring, Zeng Yixin only felt that his feet were empty, everything around him became illusory, and all perceptions were completely closed at this moment.

In an invisible place, Zeng Yixin's murderous aura gathered into a layer of faint white ripples to protect his body.If it weren't for the existence of these murderous intentions, Zeng Yixin might have been devoured the moment the blood spread.

In the rolling surge of murderous aura, the majestic and vast evil aura is also rippled in it. This is an extremely pure killing aura that does not contain other emotions.

The murderous gods who have stepped on the road to hell can only compete with the purity of Zeng Yixin's murderous aura after gaining a domain. No matter how they stick to their true intentions in the killing city, the ubiquitous hostility will always be as strong as Zeng Yixin's. The gangrene that attaches to the bones has penetrated into their bodies, making their majestic murderous aura no longer pure.

All five senses were lost, and his mental power was pressed into his body. At this time, Zeng Yixin's whole body fell into a colorless chaos.

Even the poorest prisoner at least had a small space to enjoy, and at least had pain to appreciate, but at this time Zeng Yixin had lost everything.

A great sense of fear seemed to be born, but even so, Zeng Yixin did not feel any physical reaction caused by the fear in the soul.

Even the breath disappeared, there was no matter, no energy, not even myself, nothing, just a wandering consciousness.

In this case, there is no difference between ten thousand years and one day.

Zeng Yixin observed himself with all his strength. It was a transparent shadow. In the void where even light did not exist, it was extremely happy to see things that existed.

The white air flow swirled around Zeng Yixin, and on the other side, the black air flow also lingered beside Zeng Yixin.

In the ultimate void, the first thing Zeng Yixin felt was coldness.

It seemed as if countless amounts of coldness were condensing towards him, and countless amounts of coldness were being released from his body.In the void, Zeng Yixin felt another feeling.

pain.

Then, destruction, cutting off, erasure and conquest, indifference and majesty, all kinds of abstract emotions continuously merged into the two air currents of black and white.

The white air flow represents the murderous aura that Zeng Yixin gained from his experience in the Killing City. What about the black air flow?

Various meanings representing the black air flow poured into Zeng Yixin's mind, clarifying the meaning of the black air flow.

It was the evil spirit formed by taking the lives of countless soul beasts. In the end, the countless meanings of the black air flow first converged, and finally formed one function: "cutting".

The white airflow follows closely behind, forming another function: "kill".

Zeng Yixin exhausted all his energy and stared at the scene in front of him. He had a vague feeling that he had touched something at the top of the world.

The two streams of air were like mist in the early morning, evenly distributed around Zeng Yixin. The cold feeling that shouldn't have appeared appeared again. It was not a real temperature change, but the chill brought by the killing air. .It is the purest killing energy.

The two air currents were slowly integrating into the sky and the earth. Zeng Yixin did not try to stop this change. Zeng Yixin was extremely excited. Perhaps he would witness the entire process of the formation of the realm with his own eyes.

...

Zeng Yixin slowly opened his eyes. It may have been only a dozen seconds, but in Zeng Yixin's perception, months or years may have passed.

In an instant, a surging gray light filled the air quietly, and the gray light was released from the Holy Separator, but soon, the gray light turned colorless.Invisible air currents filled the air centered on Zeng Yixin.

Killing field.

This is the name of the field that I have devoted myself to.

Being able to gain a realm while trying to get out of hell, and a killing realm that transcends the realm of the God of Death, So Isshin is the No. 1 in history.

After calming down the joy in his heart after acquiring the domain, Zeng Yixin observed his position.

This is on a circular platform.This platform is only about five meters in diameter, which is not large.

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 he is on.

...

At this moment, the King of Slaughter returned to his throne.

For Zeng Yixin, the murderous intention in his heart was undisguised.

But for Zeng Yixin, a mysterious man, the King of Slaughter was extremely stubborn. He had no choice but to do so. In Zeng Yixin's eyes, the King of Slaughter felt that he had no secrets at all.

He hammered the chair with his right hand angrily, and the woman holding a glass of Bloody Mary under the throne trembled.

Since Zeng Yixin came to the Killing City, the Killing King has become angry more and more often.

The Bloody Mary on the woman's tray flew into the hands of the King of Slaughter with a gentle lift of his hand.

puff!

The Slaughter King, who was about to drink a few Bloody Marys, suddenly spit out the Bloody Marys in his mouth.

Although the King of Slaughter did not know what was in the cup, he was [-]% certain that it was definitely not a Bloody Mary.

The angry King of Slaughter looked at the woman who was shaking with fear but still holding the tray, and asked angrily: "Where is this Bloody Mary?"

The woman replied tremblingly: "It's exactly the one that Death Lord signed up for today."

If Zeng Yixin knew at this time that the King of Slaughter had drank a glass of Bloody Mary that he mixed with pig blood and pigments, he would probably roll with joy. The King of Slaughter would dare to show off this combination of technology and ruthlessness in his mouth. It is true that he is not an ordinary person.

But Zeng Yixin couldn't laugh at this moment. The path in front of him was not easy to walk. If he fell down, he would definitely die.