God-level Choice: Start from Innate Full of Soul Power

"What are you doing in a daze!" Xue Meigui yelled at the law enforcement officers around, "Hurry up and spread out to work, if something goes wrong today, no one will be able to live."

"Yes!"

Today's Xueguigui is really above one person, and even speaks a lot harder.

After she dispersed all the law enforcers, she stood alone at the highest point of the auditorium in the hell killing field!

The bloody hand followed the past knowingly, he is not strong enough now, and he still needs to survive in front of the adults.

"Blood hand, there is nothing wrong with wanting to become the real king. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be like this!"

The bloody hand shook his head, "My lord, your potential is stronger than mine! So you have become the king of law enforcement, which is what everyone expects."

Xue Meigui looked down at the audience coldly, at this time, a large number of people had already begun to gather in the seats.

"Blood Hand, assign you a mission; from today onwards, all law enforcement officers in the Slaughter City will be under your management."

"Yes!" Bloody Hand agreed.

But a few seconds later, the face of the bloody hand changed.

what?

All the law enforcement officers in the killing capital are under my management?

Isn't this the treatment of the king of heaven? !

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At this moment, Xue Meigui didn't care how exciting Xue Shou's expression was.

She just stood quietly, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

"Ye Can, I put all my hopes on you..."

In the dueling arena of Hell Slaughtering Field, following Ye Can's appearance, the originally dark-colored stone pillars were rendered bright red, and the thick red liquid flowed down the stone pillars.

"Look, what is that, blood?"

"This... is this a sign of the appearance of the God of Death?!"

"It's only been a hundred years since the God of Killing came out, and it's been less than 50 years since the last God of Killing walked out of the City of Killing! How could it be so fast!"

The soldiers in the audience were noisy.

An old man in a strange costume walked forward slowly, and the light from that round of purple moon happened to shine on him.

"Welcome all the warriors of the Killing City to our great hell killing field!" The old man said passionately, "Whether our Hammer Warrior can become the youngest Killing God in the history of the Killing City today, let us wait and see!"

"Hammer!"

"Hammer!"

"..."

The dark Hall of the Enforcer.

The magic eye was running a murderous aura to nourish the star-slashing magic blade in his hand, and he was in a bad mood.

That day, Tang Qian couldn't help getting angry over a little thing, and said that she never wanted to see her again... Although the little girl's temper was difficult to figure out, the magic eye with limited endurance couldn't deal with the savage princess who turned her face faster than a book.

Coupled with the fact that Ziyue's changes in killing the capital are becoming more and more obvious, this is an ominous signal.

Suddenly a gust of wind came, and the magic eye quickly grasped the magic blade, vigilant around.

Murderous fluctuations appeared in the empty hall, and an old man in white clothes slowly revealed himself with a cane in his hand.

"It's you?!" The magic blade in Demon Eye's hand tightened even more.

"Magic Eye, long time no see." The old man said slowly, with a smile on his face.

"Master Ascetic, you are here at this time to reminisce about the old days, right?" The demon eyes stared at the people in the hall.

"Hehe, come to think of it, you have been the executioner of the King of Slaughter for 30 years, have you lived well?" The old man ignored the other party's murderous intent, but took out the flagon hanging from his waist and pulled it away. The plug took a sip of his wine.

Demon Eye frowned, "You came all the way here just to mock me?"

"of course not!"

"Oh? Could it be for your good disciple?" The magic eye glanced at the hole in the hall and the three wooden stakes below it instead of pillars.

The one who can do such things, needless to say, is that kid Ye Can!

"If I'm not mistaken, this pillar was moved by your good disciple, right?"

The old man showed surprise on his face, but he didn't feel guilty at all, but praised, "This kid really has extraordinary skills."

To be able to steal pillars in the Hall of Law Enforcers, is this a skill that a soul sect can do?

"In this pillar, there are several high-quality spirit bones." Demon Eye stood up from his seat, and slowly moved to the hole.

"It's just a few soul bones, why be so stingy." The old man said with a smile, obviously wanting to renege on his debt, "Only by putting the soul bones on the right people can they exert their abilities."

"Ability?" Demon Eye sneered, "I think it is the ability to destroy Shadu?"

Back then, Jade Sirius made a big fuss to kill the capital, and now your disciple and grandson are here to make troubles again... Do you think this is your ascetic's back garden? !

"The changes in the killing capital over the years are obvious to all. There are some things you can't hide if you want to." The ascetic said seriously, "I might as well tell you that I discovered the secret of the Devil's Nest a few days ago."

"The devil's lair?" The devil's eyes lit up.

Then with a wave of his right hand, a pair of very weird eyes appeared behind him. There was a pale golden eyeball in the purple eye socket, and the breath around it filled the entire hall.

"I have blocked the perception of the outside world. If you have anything to say, just say it."

The ascetic smiled, "I want the Slaughter King to be free."

"How sure are you?"

"With your help, it will be 90.00%." ​​The ascetic changed his subject, "But before that, you have to let Ye Can win the matchless battlefield and inherit the inheritance of the gods."

The demon eye frowned, hesitated to speak, and then closed his eyes.

He is weighing the pros and cons, whether to give it a go or wait for death, killing is consumed like this, and sooner or later he will be out of control.

"You bet everything on that kid, isn't it the same as before?"

At the beginning, Jade Sirius did not complete our turnaround battle, which caused the atmosphere of the Slaughter City to become weaker and weaker in the past ten years. If we still fail this time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Do you have any other options?"

Now, even if it is a life-saving straw, he will take a gamble.

The magic eye was still worried, "Can you tell me what is his martial soul?"

In the last battle, it seemed that there was not a weak defense.

"Top-level spirit-type plus control-type martial soul, spirit-eyed white tiger!" The ascetic said with a look of great joy on his face: "How is it? Didn't scare you."

The super martial soul of the spiritual system!

Demon Eye's frowning brows stretched out, "Back then, Jade Sirius and Lord Slaughter King had their minds controlled during the battle. If it wasn't for the special reason of the Martial Soul, I would have become its puppet long ago."

"It's a pity that I still didn't have time to stop Jade Sirius at the last moment. Otherwise, the city of killing wouldn't be like this..."

Demon Eye let out a long breath, feeling dissatisfied with the events of the year, "Fate has tricked people. Ascetic, is your disciple and grandson too weak in battle?"

"I have never figured out Ye Can's ability, maybe he has some surprising hole cards."

"In the last duel of Wushuang's challenge, he must be able to survive five rounds under the hands of Lord Slaughter King..." The magic eye pondered, thinking about the probability of success in this matter.

If a person who experienced the last turmoil in the killing capital did not have a great success rate, it would be impossible for him to join the plan of the ascetic.

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But the soul bone of the Dark Devilgod Tiger stored in that pillar is one of the most powerful soul bones on the Douluo Continent.

Since ancient times, no soul master has been able to conquer the Dark Devilgod Tiger, and to fuse its soul ring or soul bone for his own use.

After all, there is a trace of evil god power in his blood.

If Ye Can fuses the 10-year-old spirit bone of the god tiger, there may still be a slight chance of winning in the Wushuang duel field; when the spirit power of the two is pulled to the same level, the current King of Slaughter is Reaction and action are not as good as they were at their peak.

However, what is the power brought by that spirit bone?

The Dark Devilgod Tiger is a super soul beast, but like other soul beasts, it has more than one skill, so not all of its natural skills are very powerful.

If Ye Can obtained some rubbish soul skills from Shenhu's external soul bone, it would be a big joke.

"What soul skill did Ye Can get from Shenhu?"

The ascetic shook his head, "I'm not very clear about the soul skills contained in that soul bone. But there is an ancient remnant of a tiger-like soul beast hidden in the body of my grandson. After all, the spirit-eyed white tiger and the dark demon The Evil God Tiger's bloodline is relatively close."

The Demonic Eye suddenly realized that the Dark Devilgod Tiger was formed from a white tiger corroded by the power of the evil god, and its essence was still a white tiger, while the Spirit Eye White Tiger was the ultimate symbol of the white tiger spirit beast. The two were similar in blood, but the direction of evolution was diametrically opposite.

Therefore, once Ye Can fuses with the soul bone of the Dark Devilgod Tiger, the soul skills brought to him may be the most direct to the source.

"It seems that Ye Can has such a good fortune at such a young age." The devil's eyes turned their backs, and the murderous look that flashed in their eyes made people shudder.

The ascetic felt that there was something in the words of the magic eye, but at this time, there was something to ask for, for the survival of his disciples and grandchildren, so let's think about other things later.

"Ye Can is a good boy, Master Magic Eye needs to worry more."

The corner of Demon Eye's mouth raised, and he gave an evil smile, "My lord ascetic, I will carefully consider this matter. In the last match of the Wushuang battle, I will make a move."

The ascetic's eyes lit up, and he was about to say a few polite words.

But was interrupted by the next words of Demon Eye, "But whether he can break Wushuang's shackles depends on his good fortune."

This……

The ascetic frowned, secretly thinking that the magic eye is really cunning, but he didn't help the point when he said he would do it.

"No matter what, I still have to thank you for giving the old man this face." The ascetic nodded slightly.

The magic eye looked at the old man in front of him meaningfully, and asked with a little interest, "I've always been curious, why are you still lingering despite being nameless in the killing capital?"

The ascetic's deep eyes shone with golden light. He stretched out his finger, pointed to his heart and said, "Naturally because of a promise made at the beginning."

"Oh? What?" The magic eye was suddenly curious.

The ascetic shook his head and said with a wry smile, "It's just an old story."

The magic eye wanted to ask something more, but saw that the other party had already opened the space, and half of his body had disappeared.