Douluo's dark martial arts

In the oppressive hall, scarlet liquid continuously flows from the gold-inlaid pool to ensure that the freshest taste can be enjoyed by the owner of the hall at any time.

who am I?

The King of Slaughter...The Ruler of the City of Slaughter...But why am I here?Why can’t I remember my past things?

Who is Tang Chen, who is Bo Saixi... Why do these two names always appear in my mind, and that Qian... Qian or something like that, why do I hate this name so much?

Haven't I been in the killing city?

Beside the blood pool, a bat-like humanoid creature sat beside the pool in confusion. In the empty hall, he was the only one sitting there quietly, as if he was a lost beast who didn't know the meaning of his existence.

Every day, he had a brief period of time to escape from the negative effects of killing and get a brief relief from his animal nature, but this meant nothing to Tang Chen... no, or to the King of Slaughter,

Because the so-called "awakeness" of less than 3 minutes was nothing more than the torture and suffering left by Bibi Dong. Every time he woke up, his previous memories would not be recalled, and every time he woke up, he would be completely forgotten afterwards.

It was as if he was trapped in a time loop, forever stuck in a trance and unknown confusion, and then struggled to fight against the negative effects of the killings, and finally...continuously cycled through this process, constantly experiencing this Unknown suffering,

Living...maybe it's better to die,

The chaotic memories that occasionally surfaced had no effect on the King of Slaughter except deepening his painful suffering for three minutes. The name of the person he loved so much appeared again and again. It is no longer his spiritual support, but has become the key to his spiritual internal friction.

clang...

As the three minutes expired, the golden wine glass held by the King of Slaughter fell into the pool of blood. His conscious consciousness seemed to be torn apart. There was an unknown force that wanted to drag him into the endless pain of killing. middle,

"I must resist! I can't be silent!! I want to find out what all this is about!!"

The angry roar of the Slaughter King echoed in the empty hall. At this moment, he was only a little bit away from regaining his identity.

However, the barrier that could easily be broken was like an abyss to him. He could clearly feel that he was very close to knowing everything, but he couldn't do anything.

pain!torment!Torture!I gritted my teeth and tried to overcome the difficulties with my outstanding willpower in the past. I wrote these things down and waited for the next time to gather the strength to figure everything out.

Everything was just like the first time, with stubbornness and the spirit of never giving up. Unfortunately, everything was already doomed. He was just a poor worm locked in a cage by Bibi Dong.

When the crazy killing completely engulfed his mind, all the memories turned into smoke and disappeared again, leaving only the King of Slaughter whose eyes were replaced by the killing madness.

"Ah~ am I drunk? My cup... damn, did it fall in again?"

Reaching out to wipe the drool that had just fallen from the corner of his mouth, the King of Slaughter, who had forgotten everything that had just happened, looked around for his cup. After not finding it, he naturally looked at the pool of blood beside him.

Obviously, the same thing has happened many times, and to him now, that brief period of sobriety is nothing more than indirect "drunkness" that often occurs.

He reached out and touched the bottom of the blood pool. Under normal circumstances, he could easily find the cup he had thrown at the bottom of the pool. However, although he touched it this time, the feedback from his palm seemed a little weird.

How come this full and elastic touch doesn't feel like...

Pong!

Before the King of Slaughter could react, he saw a huge fist wrapped in scales suddenly stretched out from the bottom of the lake. The powerful punch did not give the King of Slaughter any time to react. A punch landed on his jaw. The King of Slaughter intuitively The world was spinning, and the next second he fell to the same spot,

The wine glass that was previously thrown into the blood pool also rolled down under the King of Slaughter. He stared blankly at the wine glass in front of him. The King of Slaughter had not yet realized how he was punched by Bloody Mary today. Kaido's wild laughter came from the side,

"Old Bat, did you drop this golden cup or my big fist?"

The battle started in an instant,

The sound of his fists exploding the air was like the sound effect of space shattering. Kaido used all his strength as soon as he came up. The restriction on the use of soul skills in the Killing City actually allowed him to use his physical skills more unscrupulously. All abilities, the remaining soul power can be used to restore the body,

Pong!

The King of Slaughter who had just stood up was once again hit by Kaido's fist, but this time the King of Slaughter was obviously on guard. With the help of Kaido's punch, he jumped out of the hall and flew out of the hall. go,

The two consecutive punches allowed him to realize that the bastard who sneaked up on him was definitely a ruthless character. Moreover, no matter how powerful an ordinary soul master was, there was no reason why he could get out of his own blood pool. You must know that your blood pool is a direct road to hell. ..."Damn bastard! How did you get here!!!"

When he thought of this, the face of the King of Slaughter suddenly turned livid, and his favorite wine glass in his hand was instantly pinched and deformed, because he realized that if the other party came here from the road to hell, he was not one of the Gods of Killing.

That means that the other party not only comes with malicious intentions, but also has the ability to threaten the survival of the Killing City. After all, the Hell Road itself is a symbol of the heart of the Killing City.

"Of course I swam here, but don't blame me for not reminding you, don't drink the blood here in a few days.

Unsanitary and lack of disinfection is one of the reasons. When I swam over just now, I found that the underground of your pool has been infected by my poison. The blood pool should be completely contaminated tonight.

To be honest, luckily I came in a hurry, otherwise guess what, I was afraid that if I came a few days late, I would have to collect the bodies for you! ! ! "

Kaido's wild laughter echoed throughout the Killing City, and the red moon "in the sky" seemed to start to tremble in this laughter,

"Kill! Let me see how capable you bastards are!!"

Amidst the ferocious laughter of the wind, the figure of the external soul bone appeared on the surface of Kaido's body. Originally, because of his ability to heal himself, Kaido rarely used the external soul bone.

But now that he was on the opponent's home court, and with the most basic respect, Kaido decided to use all his strength to completely tear up the old bat flying in the sky and smash it into minced meat.

It's because of you that you stepped on the horse... You caused the epidemic to break and I suppressed it for four years... Die! ! ! !