Lord of Shura Palace of Douluo

Tang Ling was holding the Shura Sword in his hand. The red light suddenly appeared, and the pungent smell of blood was introduced into his nasal cavity, and he sealed his throat with the sword.

Tang Ling has never been an indecisive person. Since killing is the rule here, he must strictly follow the rules.

"You are indeed suitable here." The woman glanced at Tang Ling. She was decisive in killing and cold in her bones. She was definitely born for killing.

"Let's go, ahead is the Killing Fields of Hell, the core of the Killing City."

Under the leadership of the girl in black gauze, Tang Ling saw a special building. The building was circular, or more accurately, a non-standard cone shape, with the largest area at the bottom and narrowing as it went upwards.

When it reaches a height of almost thirty meters above the ground, it maintains the same diameter and extends upward until it reaches fifty meters.

The area of ​​​​this hell killing field is indeed not small. It is similar to the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena he once visited, and is smaller than the Great Soul Fighting Arena in Tiandou City.

The black building gave people a very depressing feeling. The girl in black gauze introduced to Tang Ling that the location of this hell killing place is the center of the entire killing city, which shows how important it is in the killing city.

"Are there no rules for fighting here?" Tang Ling asked.

The girl in black gauze said, "It's very simple. After entering, sign up with your own identity card, and then wait for the game to start. During the waiting period, no hands are allowed. There are ten people in each group entering the killing field, no matter what you use The method is as long as you can come out alive in the end, and only one person in each group can come out alive."

Ten to one, it is indeed the capital of killing. Tang Ling continued to ask, "What are the conditions for the championship?"

The girl in black veil looked at Tang Ling in surprise, "As long as you can participate in a hundred games, you will be the champion. However, the person currently ranked first in the Hell Killing Fields has only participated in sixty games. Every time he participates in a game, Your identity card will have one more victory, and you can live here for one more year, and enjoy yourself in the inner city. Of course, you have to ensure that you are still alive after enjoying yourself."

"Can I watch the battle now?" Tang Ling looked in front of him.

The girl in black veil said, "The qualification to watch the game is to contribute a cup of Bloody Mary. It can be your own or someone else's. As long as you don't feel tired, you can keep watching after entering. The game is constantly going on. As long as someone signs up, Gather ten people and we can start a game.”

"..." Tang Ling glanced at him. He had known that the man's head was held up just now, but now, the blood was probably dripping all over the floor.

At this time, several people were walking into the killing field from the outside. Sure enough, as the girl in black veil said, everyone was holding a cup of scarlet blood in their hands.

Tang Ling looked at the glass of Bloody Mary and stepped forward.

It was a bald, muscular man with a bare upper body and a naked girl tattooed on his chest. However, because of several criss-crossing horrific scars, the pattern of the naked girl looked not only unattractive, but full of evil.

Tang Ling stood in front of him, "I can borrow your Bloody Mary."

The bald man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the girl in black gauze next to Tang Ling, with a fierce look in his eyes.

The girl in black gauze said in an anxious voice, "Mr. No. 8936, if you take the initiative to provoke, the newcomer protection will not work." In his opinion, this person's strength is much higher than that of No. 8936. If you take the initiative, It would do him no good to provoke.

These words not only reminded Tang Ling, but also reminded the bald man. Amid the ferocious laughter, the bald man summoned a serrated machete from somewhere and slashed at Tang Ling head on.

Tang Ling tilted his head and turned sideways, slashing the air with this sword. The sword was swung back again, and the Shura Sword blocked it. The harsh friction sound made people feel frightened.

Turning his wrist, he raised the hilt of the sword. Tang Ling put a hand lightly on his wrist. With a strong force on his palm, he raised the Shura Sword. The severed hand and the cup of Bloody Mary fell into Tang Ling's hands. The man screamed and covered his head. He held his wrist but had no intention of moving forward.

The man gave Tang Ling a sharp look, turned around to leave, and the Shura Sword pierced his heart as if he had eyes.

"You..." The woman in black was slightly frightened. This young man was obviously young, but he was so ruthless, and she felt a sense of fear towards him.

The inside of the Hell Killing Fields is even simpler than it looks from the outside. There is no isolation. There are circles of stands extending upward on the outside. Below is a huge empty field with a diameter of hundreds of square meters. At this time, there are not many people watching the game. , only less than 20% of the people in the Nuo University venue were seated. Inside the venue, screams were heard continuously. There were ten people in total, and there were already seven corpses. Only the last three people were left fighting for survival.

When entering, the cup of Bloody Mary held by Tang Ling was poured into a huge container.

"Sign up for me. I need to participate in the next one." Tang Ling glanced at the woman.

The woman nodded quickly and agreed.

Tang Ling is not in a hurry to complete a hundred battles here. What he needs is to borrow the power here to squeeze himself and break through the Soul Emperor. As long as he breaks through the Soul Emperor, Xiao Jin will automatically give him a soul ring, and this soul ring must be The most suitable soul ring for him will also be a huge improvement in his strength. At that time, his Bian Hua Wuhun can start to consider adding soul rings.

As for the Shura Sword, Tang Ling felt that it was not in a hurry for the soul ring. Even without the soul ring, it could explode with such power. Tang Ling could not imagine how powerful it would be with the addition of the soul ring.

In the next week, Tang Ling participated in one event a day, and the number of people killed by the Shura Sword had reached about 160. Tang Ling could clearly feel that the murderous aura emitted by the Shura Sword itself was getting stronger and stronger.

And in this place, what is really scary is not the enemies in the hell killing field, but the constant sneak attacks that people have to face after the game when they are at their weakest.

Tang Ling was holding a cup of Bloody Mary. Although the air was poisonous, his will would not let him become addicted to a cup of Bloody Mary. The smell of blood entered his mouth, and Tang Ling's golden pupils were covered with red light.

He shook the cup in his hand and placed it on the table. In this city of killing, eight killing gods have appeared over the past millennium. With such a large proportion, the poison in it probably accounts for most of it. This kind of chronic poison is a pity. It had no effect on Tang Ling. Although it would aggravate the violence and murderous intent in him, Tang Ling never cared about these changes. After all, he was never a good person.

Entering the Killing City and breaking through the Soul Emperor is only part of his five-year plan.

Tang Ling stood up, today's hell killing field was about to begin.

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