The Three Dragon Kings of Douluo

Tang San went to the killing city at level 50. Tang San had hidden weapons and martial arts, and Yu Tianming also had an indestructible body and passive blessings. How could he be weaker than Tang San?

Seeing that he was unmoved, Yu Yuanzhen said earnestly: "The City of Killing is full of degenerate soul masters who are full of evil, and their people's hearts are sinister. How can you protect yourself when you go in? Soul skills cannot be used in the City of Killing, and so are titled Douluo. It’s hard to escape from it.”

Yu Tianming smiled confidently: "My second soul skill has the ability to passively sense. The dragon transformation enhances the physical strength. I can also fly to avoid enemies, and I can also emit wind, fire and thunder energy at any time. Even without the soul skill, I The combat effectiveness will not drop too much.”

After hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen didn't know how to refute for a while, but he still looked serious and silent, obviously still disagreeing.

Yu Tianming shook his head helplessly. He deactivated the dragon transformation, took out a mithril dagger bought at a large price in Gengxin City from the storage soul guide, and slashed it directly towards the gap of the first joint of his little finger. .

Although Yu Tianming's body was extremely hard, under his brute force, the dagger still completely cut off a finger along the bone seam.

Yu Yuanzhen turned pale with shock, hurriedly picked up the broken finger, and said sadly: "Tianming, are you going to the killing capital even if you don't hesitate to hurt yourself?"

"I just want to prove my strength and that I can definitely enter the killing city." Yu Tianming entered dragon transformation, and within a few breaths, the broken little finger grew out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your dragon transformation can actually improve your recovery ability so much."

Yu Tianming said: "Are you willing to let me pass now?"

Yu Yuanzhen thought for a long time, and finally nodded, leading Yu Tianming out of the Star Dou Forest.

The two of them went on the road again. Yu Yuanzhen didn't know whether he was worried about Yu Tianming's safety or trying to find a way to persuade Yu Tianming to retreat. He became more and more taciturn along the way.

Yu Tianming and Yu Yuanzhen headed north, walked out of the Star Dou Forest, flew past the Silvis Kingdom, and arrived at the north of the Tiandou Empire.

More than half a month later.

The air became colder and colder, and the forests on the earth gradually turned into yellow grasslands.

After arriving at a dilapidated town, Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Tianming fell from the cold altitude.

This town doesn't look big, but once you step into it. However, Yu Tianming felt that the atmosphere around him was a bit strange, and everyone around him had a hint of malice.

Yu Tianming knew that he had reached the entrance of the Killing City.

After landing, Yu Yuanzhen took Yu Tianming and walked into a tavern in the town.

The air in the tavern was very turbid, and Yu Tianming noticed that all the decorations here were black. Although it was daytime outside, the doors and windows were closed, and candles were used to illuminate the dark room.

When you walk in here, a cold and dark feeling hits your face.

At this time, about 80% of the seats in the tavern were full. Although there were many people drinking, there were very few people talking, making the entire tavern seem very quiet.

The combination of Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Tianming, one old and one young, attracted a lot of attention. But most of them just glanced at them and passed over them.

Yu Yuanzhen found a seat in the corner and sat down with Yu Tianming.

A waiter wearing black clothes and an indifferent expression came over.

"What do you want?"

Yu Yuanzhen said calmly: "Bring me a Bloody Mary."

The waiter's face changed slightly, "Are you sure?" But after being swept away by Yu Yuanzhen's majestic gaze, she did not dare to say anything more and turned towards the counter.

After a while, a glass of turbid liquid was brought to the table by the waiter.

This glass of liquid was dark red in color and exuded a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.

Yu Tianming frowned. He knew that this was the blood of the sinful people in the Killing City. The thought of it being extracted from these guys made Yu Tianming feel sick.

Seeing Yu Tianming's expression, Yu Yuanzhen pushed the cup of blood towards him instead, "If you want to enter the killing city, you must drink this dirty human blood."

Yu Tianming showed disdain, "I don't drink these disgusting things, and I can still enter the killing city."

The conversation between the two broke the calm in the tavern and attracted the attention of all the guests. Everyone burst into laughter: "You can't bear a glass of Bloody Mary, but you still want to be qualified to enter?"

"Where did this chick come from? Go home. This is not the place you should be."

"How dare an old man and a child speak arrogant words here?"

All kinds of dirty sounds filled the tavern. The drinkers seemed to have found a point of catharsis in their depression, and began to ridicule without reservation.

Yu Yuanzhen raised his hand and pointed at those who were laughing at them, "If you want to enter the killing city and have to face scum that is ten times more disgusting than these people every day, what will you do?"

Taking a deep breath, Yu Tianming suppressed his nausea, stood up slowly, and said, "Grandpa, let's go out and talk."

Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen looked at Yu Tianming in surprise. He didn't remember Yu Tianming being so tolerant.

But he didn't say much, but stood up and walked out of the tavern.

Upon seeing this, the jeers of the drinkers stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes became strange.

Then more intense jeers broke out, and all kinds of more disgusting words filled the tavern.

Yu Tianming ignored it and walked out of the tavern silently.

He stood in the sunshine not far from the tavern and whispered to Yu Yuanzhen: "Everyone here is an absolute scum, and no one is innocent. They all have a way to die."

Yu Yuanzhen nodded upon seeing this and said, "Being kind to the enemy means being cruel to yourself. If you want to enter the city of killing, you must have the consciousness to swing the butcher knife at everyone. Why are you so soft-hearted when you reach the gate of the city of killing?"

Yu Tianming slowly raised his arm, stretched out an index finger, and said with a smile: "How can I be soft on them?"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black. Five terrifying spirit rings appeared at his feet when he was 11 years old.

When the last black soul ring suddenly shined.

A flash of light emerged from his fingertips.

Then a golden-red fireball quickly expanded on his fingertips, and within a few breaths, a golden-red light ball with a diameter of a hundred feet appeared above Yu Tianming's head.

Electricity flashed on it and flames leaped.

Looking from the town, this ball of light is more dazzling and hotter than the sun.

A dazzling light penetrated the wooden wall panels of the tavern.

A drunkard opened the window next to him and looked out the window with his head shaking, "Let me see what's going on?"

When he poked his head out, Yu Tianming smiled and said: "The fifth soul skill, the shining sun."