Chapter 510 The Calculation of the King of Slaughter! (Two)

Wang, I want you to take an opportunity to kill this white-robed death god, right? "

The beautiful girl whispered, "Otherwise, if it goes on like this, the Shura King and the hell messenger will be forgotten. If you add a white-robed Death God, they will really cross the road to hell... Or, we will arrange the Shura King and the hell messenger. To the god of death in white, let them kill each other?"

Just finished speaking, only to hear the Slaughter King snort coldly.

The gorgeous girl seemed to be hit hard, groaned, and fell directly to the ground.

"The two can't touch! Do you want the capital of slaughter to be bloodbathed by the two gods of death? We have already broken the rules of the killing field of hell by arranging shadowless assassins. If we deliberately arrange King Shura and the messengers of hell, it will be too obvious. !"

The icy voice of the Slaughter King came slowly.

"But Wang, you are the rules of the Killing Capital... You can change any rules..."

The gorgeous girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and whispered.

The King of Slaughter shook his head slowly: "No, let them win the defeat! At that time, they will not be able to bear the insanity caused by too many killings! In the 100th game, they will go crazy. Yes. Even if they hadn't gone mad, they wouldn't be able to pass the hell road now!"

"Since the birth of the last killing god, the road to hell has been strengthened many times! The possibility of passing has been infinitely zero!"

"This is God's will!"

Hearing this, the gorgeous girl was stunned for a while, and she suddenly felt a little curious in her heart.

The road to hell is the biggest secret of the Killing Capital.

Except for the Slaughter King, no one will know where this place is or the horrors of Hell Road.

At this time, I heard the great king, say this... The beautiful girl has a faint expectation, these three can pass a hundred victories, win the championship of the killing field, and then enter the hell road...

Time passed slowly.

Another day of competition.

It was already the eighty-second game, and a few months later, Wang Feng walked out of the slaughter field of hell slowly.

It's interesting to say that since the 72nd game that day, the people who came to besiege him have not decreased in any way.

Rather more.

Each match has at least fifty people, who follow one after the other and are not afraid of death.

As if to kill Wang Feng.

This strange behavior probably made Wang Feng guess something.

Looking at the many thugs pouring out from the street, Wang Feng shook his head, and it only took a few minutes to save the lives of these people.

The pool of blood rolled on the ground, and Wang Feng suddenly looked to the other side.

I saw Tang San was also standing in the distance, half-supported by the side of the street, all around him were corpses, and if you counted them carefully, there were probably dozens.

Tang San wasn't hurt in any way, but at this moment his eyes were red, killing intent lingered all over his body, panting heavily from his nose.

He stumbled out.

"People have killed too many people, and the killing intent has penetrated into the spirit."

Wang Feng frowned slightly.

Not only him, it seems that Tang San and Hu Liena will be besieged and killed.

And every time, there will be a lot of people besieging and killing.

It is clear that they are so strong, but the number of them has not decreased. The consequence of this is that the more they kill, the tighter their spirits will collapse!

Once you can't hold on any longer, the whole person is likely to be controlled by killing intent and become a vague killing machine!

'There should be deliberate control. ’

Wang Feng was slightly stunned.

No one wants to die, let alone rushing towards them like this who is not going to die!

Not long after Tang San left, Wang Feng really saw Hu Liena, being surrounded and killed by dozens of people, probably fifty or sixty.

Over the past year, Hu Liena's level has also approached the 60th level.

The strength has indeed become stronger. But Hu Liena wasn't much better than Tang San.

Wang Feng stayed at the gate of the killing field of hell for a while, and saw Hu Liena kill all those people. Her method of killing was extremely simple, using charm and short blades,

Kill the enemy directly.

After the killing, Hu Liena squatted directly on the ground with one hand in a pool of blood, panting heavily, her eyes extremely red.

His whole body trembled slightly.

Condensed like a real murderous aura, like a black mist, lingering around her.

"At least thousands of people have been killed!"

Wang Feng frowned secretly.

Because Tang San had awakened the Blue Silver Emperor and obtained a skull, his mental strength was enhanced, so he was able to endure it all the time.

The same is true for Hu Liena. The skull of the star, coupled with the mutant spirit, makes Hu Liena's mental power very strong, and she should be able to talk to the consciousness of the star in the skull to slow down these killing intent. But even so, every game that follows will be a test.

"It should be the King of Slaughter who did this deliberately."

Wang Feng thought to himself.

Obviously, the King of Slaughter wanted the three of them to be controlled by the killing intent, and they would not be able to complete a hundred games in the end.

Even the two killing gods behind Tang San and Hu Liena couldn't find any excuse for this kind of method, because they came to the killing city for the purpose of killing. If he couldn't bear the killing intent, he could only blame their will. and mentally weak.

The King of Slaughter did not kill directly, but wanted to make them die here in this way.

Wang Feng naturally did not have any influence. But if things go on like this, even if Tang San and Hu Liena have extremely strong mental strength and have skulls, they may not be able to hold on.

People have limits.

"Let's see later."

Wang Feng frowned slightly, "Little San is still practicing Xuan Tian Gong, which is considered a righteous way anyway. There is a big difference between his internal power and the soul power of a soul master."

Thinking of this, Wang Feng couldn't help but move.

His soul power was made by quenching and compressing meteor tears, and the quality of his soul power was extremely high, but Wang Feng didn't know what other effects it had.

Soul power generally has a lot to do with the spirit of the soul master, as well as the individual.

Soul masters with twin martial souls generally have two different soul power attributes in their bodies, so they cannot be used at the same time. The two soul power attributes will conflict with the body. If they are used at the same time, it is easy for the soul master to be in two Under the impact of the soul power attribute, he exploded and died.

This is probably the reason why Wuhun's spirit ability can only use one.

And just like that, another year has passed.

It has been two years since Wang Feng came to the capital of slaughter.

The victory has also come to ninety-nine.

In the past year, Wang Feng's spirit power level has increased by two levels, and he has reached the fifty-seventh level.

Six have appeared.

But the last one, always, there is no way to condense it.

According to the ability of each blood pattern, Wang Feng knows that if he casts the Dark Angel Martial Spirit at this time, then he may form a real field around him!

This kind of domain is not the domain brought by the ninth spirit ability of the ordinary Titled Douluo.

It is the domain that comes with the spirit.

(End of this chapter)