Douluo who started from a small grass

"This is already the third day, and no one dares to sign up yet?"

"Of course, facing that god of death, who dares to die?"

"That's a ruthless character who can massacre tens of thousands of people here."

On the stage, the people watching were talking a lot, but no one in the audience dared to sign up.

This was an unprecedented scene. Qian Jiuye's presence alone made the entire city of killings tremble with fear.

He was so terrifying. Even now, he didn't show any murderous intent, but it was this look that made people even more scared.

He killed tens of thousands of people without even the slightest smell of blood.

"Congratulations, young man."

Just when the scene was about to fall completely silent, a sharp, low and hoarse voice came from all directions.

Qian Jiuye raised his head without hesitation and looked in the direction of the voice.

"You are the King of Slaughter, are you about to end?"

Incomparably strong murderous intent burst out from that man's body, and a bright red figure fell from the sky. The tall figure was wrapped in a scarlet cloak, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared on his pale face, which made people feel particularly terrifying.

He is the king of killing in this city, and he is definitely a level 99 peerless Douluo like Qian Daoliu.

There is only one step away from becoming a god, but according to the rules of this world, it is absolutely impossible to become a god.

Also a sad person.

"King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..."

The moment the figure appeared, the fallen people on both sides started shouting completely wildly, heartbreakingly, until their voices became hoarse.

This shows the prestige of this King of Slaughter here.

But this noisy sound made Qian Jiuye feel very annoyed.

Forget about the small talk just now, the deafening shouts now made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Hey, are you done yet?"

As the voice fell, an invisible wave swept through the entire place, causing everyone to shut up and become quiet in an instant.

It was an unprecedented trembling, a fear from the depths of the soul, as if facing a real god of death.

In this month, Qian Jiuye also learned some skills through the specialness of this place, the skills of using murderous intent.

Although Qian Jiuye doesn't know if he has this so-called murderous intention, it is enough for others to know that he does.

The power of using other people's fear to shut them up is, at least at this level, very useful.

“I am very happy to be able to witness a true strong man born in the midst of killing.

You are an unprecedented existence. You can make the entire killing city tremble with your own murderous aura. "

The King of Slaughter bowed his head slightly to show respect to Qian Jiuye.

"So, this God of Death, are you willing to completely join the City of Killing? Become a guest of the City of Killing?"

The King of Slaughter stretched out his hand to invite the child in front of him.

That's right, compared to the height of the King of Slaughter, Qian Jiuye is just like a child in terms of height and age.

"Do you think this is a good place?"

Qian Jiuye neither agreed nor refused, but looked at the King of Slaughter calmly and asked.

He looked around the silent venue and looked at the trembling degenerates who were like little chickens.

The King of Slaughter felt that this place was indeed unworthy.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I also know your choice, to go to hell, right?"

At the same time as the words fell, an extremely evil wave came from the King of Slaughter.

That kind of fluctuation was indescribable and unclear, but it was not murderous, but it swept the entire place instantly.

The terrifying and evil red wave was not directed at Qian Jiuye, but completely enveloped the surrounding stands.

In the stands, those degenerates who were trembling like chickens suddenly became excited again.

This time they seemed to have been given blood and stimulants again, and they started shouting crazily.

He grabbed his own flesh and blood crazily, scratching his whole body until it was bloody, and he didn't stop until the end of his life.

It was like a crazy bloody ritual, and the King of Slaughter sacrificed them like pigs and sheep.

They were treated as consumables without any hesitation.

The blood kept dripping, turning from a little bit into a stream, flowing into the killing field along the inconspicuous pipe between the seats.

Even though there were such changes in the surroundings, Qian Jiuye's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end. There was not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and he was extremely cold and calm.

"This can be regarded as the utilization of waste. Being able to become a sacrifice to open the hell road is completely the glory of those wastes."

The sharp and low voice of the Slaughter King sounded again, and now they were the only two people left alive.

The blood was spreading, gathering and twisting into a strange bright red pattern in the grooves on the ground.

But Qian Jiuye could see the strange pattern clearly. It was an unknown, strange, big bird, indescribably weird.

Suddenly, the big bird's eyes flashed with red light, shining on Qian Jiuye.

This is a kind of teleportation power that wants to teleport Qianjiuye to other areas.

There was no resistance to the transmission of this power. Qianjiuye could vaguely see some gazes from the God Realm, but he didn't care about those guys from the God Realm.

Now is not the time. If we take action now, we won't be able to find them if they run away.

Now is not the best opportunity to gain the faith of the entire continent, so let those gods observe for a while!

This is also to weaken their vigilance.

It's like telling them, look, I have participated in your test of becoming a god according to your rules, why are you still on guard against me?

"Good luck getting through hell."

The sharp and deep voice of the Slaughter King sounded just before Qian Jiuye was teleported away.

The next moment, Qian Jiuye was swallowed up by the red light.

The moment his figure appeared again, he had been teleported to a red platform about five meters in diameter.

There are some strange auras around, and they seem to be able to make people crazy and lose their minds, but no matter how terrifying they are, they cannot invade Qian Jiuye's body.

There was darkness all around the platform, and there was an endless abyss below, and the only path left was just a path that was barely enough for feet to walk.

This is the whole picture of Hell Road. It really looks like a road leading to the abyss of hell.

"It's not lava, but a pool of blood? It feels so boring."

Qian Jiuye's clear eyes penetrated the darkness and saw the true appearance below. Qian Jiuye was a little disappointed.

After all, you have created such a big scene, but what appears below is not magma, which makes people feel a bit disappointed.

When I was watching the original work, I didn't really look at it. I just remembered that there was something down there that couldn't fall, but he didn't expect that it was just a pool of blood. This really made him feel a little disappointed.