People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

With the order from the King of Killing, Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong's life in the Killing City can be said to be quite comfortable. Zhao Ling will accompany her to the Killing Fields every day to watch her compete.

No matter how you say it, Bibi Dong is Qian Xunji's disciple. Although he behaves as gentle as water in front of Zhao Ling, he is not at all ambiguous when fighting with others on the killing field. It can be said that his moves are ruthless.

Of course, in the past five years or so, Bibi Dong has also learned methods similar to Liu Erlong's to obtain physical and strength enhancement from someone.

Now Bibi Dong's physical fitness and strength have increased by 50% in total. It seems that this increase of 50% is a hurdle.

After that, whether it was Liu Erlong, A Yin, or even Xiao Wu, A Rou and others, they were all stuck at this hurdle. No matter how hard they tried, they could not go any further.

But they refused to admit defeat and were not willing to maintain a 50% increase, so they worked harder.

Bibi Dong, who has a 50% increase in physical fitness and strength, undoubtedly has a great advantage in a place like the Killing City where soul skills cannot be used.

What's more, her soul power has now reached level 82, so she almost has a dominant advantage in the killing field.

Whenever Bibi Dong violently kills all her opponents in the same group, the entire audience will burst into fanatical shouts.

In order to save time, Zhao Ling asked the Killing Messenger to arrange a set of games for Bibi Dong every day, and Bibi Dong happily accepted this.

After all, she didn't want to stay in this crappy place forever. She always felt uncomfortable staying in this crappy place. Of course, she wanted to win 100 consecutive games as soon as possible.

As for Zhao Ling's request, the Killing Messenger did not dare to agree immediately. Instead, he went to ask the King of Killing himself.

The King of Slaughter wished that Zhao Ling could take Bibi Dong away quickly. After all, this man put too much pressure on him.

In this way, Bibi Dong's game will be held every day, which has never happened before in the killing city. Therefore, countless viewers have never understood why this woman has the qualifications to make an exception to the killing king.

Time flies by, more than three months pass by in a blink of an eye, and it’s Bibi Dong’s last game.

Bibi Dong was very happy about this. As long as she cleaned up these scum, she could leave with her husband.

God knows how she got through these three months. She had to fight mercilessly on the killing field every day, and when she returned to her room at night, she had to be kept submissive by her husband. It was so difficult for her.

Bibi Dong looked at her opponents in the last match, bloodthirsty light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she directly released her Death Spider Emperor Spirit and killed her opponents.

After brutally defeating all her opponents, she walked slowly down the ring, and then came to Zhao Ling's side with a smile of victory on her face.

"Husband, Dong'er successfully completed the mission."

"Well..." Zhao Ling responded with a gentle smile, raised his hand and gently stroked her head.

"The murderous aura in you now has condensed into substance. As long as you leave this city of killing, you can successfully form the God of Killing Domain. However, my husband brought you here not just for you to obtain the God of Killing Domain."

While Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong were talking, the King of Slaughter was watching them from a distance at the entrance of his palace, praying constantly in his heart.

"Can you two leave? Leave quickly, leave quickly..."

What they didn't expect was that the Killing Messenger came to the two of them. After taking a look at Zhao Ling, he compared Bi Dong with a tentative tone and asked.

"Your Excellency has successfully won 100 consecutive victories in the Killing Fields. You can obtain the title of God of Killing and be qualified to be my guest in the Killing City. Are you willing..."

The King of Slaughter was so angry that he wanted to go crazy when he heard that his capable subordinate was actually asking such stupid questions to the other party.

It seems that I didn't ask this guy to invite that woman. Why did she make her own decision?

Is it because you're afraid that you won't be able to trick him? The King of Slaughter suddenly felt the urge to kill his right-hand man.

"No..." Bibi Dong directly rejected the Killing Messenger's invitation without thinking, and looked at Zhao Ling's face.

"Honey, what else do we need to do to leave this killing city? Dong'er wants to return to Wuhun Palace."

Zhao Ling raised her hand and rubbed Bibi Dong's head gently: "Don't worry, we have other things to deal with."

He immediately turned his attention to the direction of the Palace of the Slaughter King, directly grasped Bibi Dong's jade hand, and walked towards the target.

When the King of Slaughter saw Zhao Ling walking towards him, he was immediately frightened. He couldn't figure out why Zhao Ling was walking towards him, so he quickly wanted to escape.

Just as he turned around, Zhao Ling had already seen what he was thinking, so he spoke jokingly to provoke the general.

"Tang Chen, after all you are also a majestic Haotian Douluo, an invincible being on the ground. Why do you run away when you see me?"

The King of Slaughter suddenly stiffened, and turned his head to look at Zhao Ling with a blank expression: "Tang Chen? Haotian Douluo? Who is it? Why does it feel so familiar?"

Suddenly he held his head in his hands and felt a terrible headache, as if some memory was coming to his mind.

But perhaps because of the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa god and the parasite of the blood-red nine-headed bat king, his memory could not be awakened.

After having a headache for a while, his headache disappeared. He looked at Zhao Ling with cold and murderous eyes.

"I am the King of Slaughter, the supreme king of the City of Slaughter. I am not the Tang Chen you mentioned, let alone the Haotian Douluo."

At this moment, Zhao Ling was getting closer and closer to him, with only a few dozen meters left, and he smiled.

"You yourself have been affected by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God, and you have also been parasitized by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King. Of course you don't know anything, and you are quite pitiful. Let's do this. Mr. Zhao will save you today to save you from continuing to suffer this kind of evil. humiliation."

Hearing Zhao Ling's words, the King of Slaughter was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous. I, the King of Slaughter, am the invincible existence in the entire Slaughter City. How dare you say that you can kill me? Where do you have the courage to say this?"

"You'll know if it's true or not." Then Zhao Ling released his first domain, the dragnet.

At the same time, the gravity field attached to the soul bone of the iron-armed demon ape that was promoted to a hundred thousand years by the system also activated instantly.

The two equally large areas were superimposed together, and the gravity effect of up to ten times his own weight immediately made the Slaughter King feel like he was stuck in the mud, and it was not easy to lift his legs.

He frowned tightly. This is the ten times gravity field, but it won't have much impact on him. After all, he is a level 99 ultimate Douluo. It is ridiculous to want to deal with him in the ten times gravity field. .