Soon Tang Qingxi was brought before the King of Slaughter.
In the dark and spacious room, there is an extremely huge chair. The chair is inlaid with blue and purple crystals. These crystals also outline a skull-like shape, and except for this chair, everything here
All are dark red.
When Tang Qingxi came here last time, he was also very curious about the King of Slaughter, but he had no real direct contact with him.
In the dim room, Tang Qingxi could only see a tall figure sitting on the giant chair. He couldn't see clearly what his appearance was, but he could only see that the man had a slender figure.
And even if he used his Purple Demon Eyes, he could not see clearly. There was a blood-colored force surrounding this person, distorting Tang Qingxi's vision.
This guy was obviously also a very powerful Titled Douluo, and the degree of oppression he gave her was almost the same as Qian Daoliu.
Tang Qingxi's expression suddenly became much more cautious.
In this city of murder, there is still such a strong man hiding.
But yes, the background of the city of killing is extraordinary, and there is no strength at all. How can you hang out here and become the king of killing?
"Hello, King of Slaughter." Tang Qingxi lowered his head slightly, out of respect for the strong, he still wanted to show some respect.
"Hello, Blood Shura, welcome back to the Killing City." The tall man sitting on the giant chair also responded.
Tang Qingxi raised her head and continued to look at the King of Slaughter even though she couldn't see clearly. As soon as she stepped into this room, she felt a sense of discomfort. This felt very wrong.
"I wonder why the King of Slaughter came to see me?" Tang Qingxi was quite polite because she wanted to stay a little longer.
"What can be the matter?" The voice of the King of Slaughter was a little cold, "This time Blood Shura brought many members to the Slaughter City. As expected, the sword demon who is currently the number one in the killing fields of hell
And another descendant of the Haotian Sect who has performed very well in the Hell Killing Fields recently, they should also be yours, right?"
The King of Slaughter is also quite strange. When this group of people came, there was Tang Hao's shadow, but in the end, Blood Shura Tang Qingxi actually appeared.
Although they were all surnamed Tang, he clearly knew that Tang Qingxi was from Wuhun Palace, and now she had become a saint, and was responsible for connecting with the resources of the Killing City.
This person actually walked together with Tang Hao. This was a very extraordinary thing.
Tang Qingxi not only holds all the outside world's God of Killing Domains in his own hands, but also attempts to produce more people who possess the God of Killing Domains.
"Not bad." Tang Qingxi did not deny this.
"You should know what it means for the City of Killing to produce so many God of Killing Domains?" The King of Killing's voice became even colder.
Tang Qingxi nodded: "Of course I understand. I only plan to bring most of them for some experience. As for the Killing God Realm, I only plan to have three here. I also know the situation in the Killing City well and will not let them.
It’s too difficult for you to do, maybe three can do it, right?”
Tang Qingxi actually only planned to get two of them, but he had to bargain a bit to make the King of Slaughter less resistant.
The King of Slaughter's face became slightly better after hearing this, but he still had a look of disapproval: "Three Slaughter Cities can't afford it. The emergence of even one Slaughter God will cause heavy losses to the Slaughter City, let alone three. Besides, the Hell Road
You are very aware of the dangers, so aren't you afraid that all the people you have carefully cultivated will be caught in it?"
"If jade cannot be cut into a weapon, how can they be truly strong without going through the experience of life and death? If they die on the road to hell, it can only be said that they are too weak and deserve to die." Tang Qingxi looked indifferent and would not let go easily.
"Blood Shura, for the sake of Wuhun Palace's years of resource support, I am willing to discuss it with you here!" The Slaughter King's expression darkened again.
Tang Qingxi also curled his lips: "Okay, is it possible to reduce it by one? I am short of people. I have supplied resources to the Killing City for so many years, but I can't exchange for a few killing god fields? If this doesn't work, I will just
Now I can find the teacher to talk to you."
The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, and the pressure around him increased a lot.
Tang Qingxi looked at the King of Slaughter without changing his expression, but the suspicion in his heart became more and more serious.
There was something wrong with the King of Slaughter's power. She actually felt some power from it that was a little familiar and particularly disgusting to her.
That is the power of a god, the Rakshasa god.
This is very strange. It’s not like she hasn’t checked the background of the Killing City carefully. The so-called hundred-level strong men are nothing more than gods, but this Killing City should clearly be related to the Shura God in the records.
Here, there are traces of Rakshasa on the person in charge of the Slaughter City, the Slaughter King, which is very wrong.
The Rakshasa God seems to really care about the affairs of this continent, and his hands are stretched out extremely long.
The Qibao Glazed Sect, Haotian Sect, Wuhun Palace, and the City of Killing all have the shadow of Rakshasa God.
"How? I have given enough sincerity to give in." Seeing that the King of Slaughter did not respond, Tang Qingxi urged again.
However, she saw that the twisted power surrounding the King of Slaughter was shaking a little, which made her see a little clearer.
There seemed to be a look of struggle on his face for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and looked at Tang Qingxi coldly: "Who are you going to give these two God of Death realms to?"
Tang Qingxi pretended to be struggling and hesitating, and after a moment he made up his mind and said: "Sword Demon, and the new cat spirit soul master I brought. The one with the Clear Sky Hammer, let him continue to practice first.
, after fifty games, you can find an opportunity to let him lose, but you have to save his life, is that okay?"
Tang Qingxi is clear about one thing. There cannot be only one or two people who can walk out of the Killing City, but those people don't want to walk out at all.
The King of Slaughter must know who can defeat Tang San in the hell killing field.
After getting along with Tang Qingxi for so many years, he has discovered that Tang San has many flaws in his character. Although he can still cultivate them, he will not give him too much resources.
The King of Slaughter pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay."
Tang Qingxi now owns the realm of the God of Killing, and there are two Gods of Killing standing behind him. Since he is willing to give in, it is almost time for him to compromise.
Otherwise, if people are really pushed into a hurry, the losses to the killing city may be even greater.
The discussion was over, but Tang Qingxi was not in a hurry to leave. She leaned slightly and got closer to the King of Slaughter.
"But I have always had a question. I wonder if the King of Slaughter can answer it for me."
"What?"
"The King of Slaughter has such strength. Even if he has lived in the Slaughter City for a long time, he will not be unknown on the mainland. I wonder what your status was before entering the Slaughter City?"