Time passed slowly, and while Ma Hongjun was immersed in a special realization, as the five big men were running around, more and more people in the Shura Field began to gather in front of the Huangquan Tavern in the town of Sheila.
Of course, it was not that these five big men had never thought about escaping, but when they stepped out of the Huangquan Tavern and found a cluster of milky white flames with a hint of blood in their hearts, these people instantly put out their thoughts of escaping.
idea.
It's a pity that they don't know that in this huge Shura City, as long as they are ten miles away from Ma Hongjun and spend some effort, they can still expel or destroy the cluster of inner fire seeds planted in their hearts by Ma Hongjun.
On the other side, at the City Lord's Mansion on East Gate Road of Shura City, someone was also reporting to the mysterious titled Douluo who was guarding the place about the situation that was occurring in the city at this time.
At the main seat in the main hall of the city lord's palace, a red-haired man who was vaguely similar to the late Chihiroji frowned and said, "You said someone is calling on those scum to form a team and go into the killing field."
All?"
The knight in armor said with a sonorous and powerful voice, "Yes, Lord Blazing Douluo."
"You're really looking for death!"
The red-haired strong man sneered, "Can we find out who is making such nonsense?"
"My subordinates have investigated everything, Lord Chi Douluo."
Knight Yuan Xunlu respectfully replied, "This man's name is Jack Jun. He is about twenty years old. He used the pseudonym Xu Xuan and his wife Cen Biqing and entered Shura City thirty-six days ago. However, his wife Cen Biqing has disappeared now."
"
"Jack Jun's martial spirit is unknown, but he is good at using a kind of evil flame that is milky white with a hint of blood, so my subordinates boldly speculate that his martial spirit may be this kind of evil flame that can cause people to self-immolate inexplicably."
"oh?"
The red-haired strong man was surprised, and Chi Douluo Qianzhong Ling said, "Are you talking about those people in the city who self-immolated for no reason? What Jack Jun did it?"
Knight Yuan Xunlu said, "Yes, Lord Chi Douluo."
Qian Zhongling said, "What is this person's cultivation level? He is so bold."
Yuan Xun Lu said, "As far as my subordinates know, this person is a fighting spirit king of over fifty levels. However, because the flames he used are extremely evil and weird, even some ordinary fighting spirit kings have been killed by him."
Secretly burned to ashes with that weird flame."
Qian Zhongling's red eyes flashed with a faint light, and he said indifferently, "Are there any scum above the sixth ring that have been poisoned by this person?"
Yuan Xunlu said, "It hasn't been discovered yet, so it probably doesn't exist."
Qian Zhongling said, "Captain Yuan, what do you think of this person's character?"
Yuan Xunludao said, "It's okay, but."
"But what?" Qian Zhongling asked.
Yuan Xun Lu said, "The weird flames that this person wields seem to be able to rob other people of their cultivation."
"Pity!"
Qian Zhongling's red eyes narrowed slightly and he said calmly, "Okay, I understand, let's get down."
Yuan Xun Ludao said, "Sir Chi Douluo, this person has gathered a crowd to enter the killing city, do we not care?"
"What the hell?"
Qian Zhongling sneered and said, "He is going to find his own death. This is a good thing. Don't worry about it. Just go down."
"Yes, Lord Chi Douluo."
Although Yuan Xunlu was puzzled, he still followed the order and retreated.
In the main seat of the hall, Qian Zhongling's figure flashed, returned to the quiet room where he had been practicing, and once again immersed himself in daily practice.
Although he has the same surname as Qian Daoliu of the Wuhun Palace, since a thousand years ago, the Seraphim Wuhun of their lineage has degenerated into the ordinary Flame Angel Wuhun during a certain malignant mutation.
soul.
Although he is still a top-level martial spirit, he is no longer a god-level six-winged angel with dual attributes of holiness and fire, nor is he even a four-winged angel.
Because of this, their lineage seems to have been completely reduced to a vassal of the lineage to which Qiandaoliu belongs.
However, Qian Zhongling didn't care much about this. Not to mention that all this was for the glory of their divine ancestor, the Angel God, but because their lineage had continued their mission, so he had no complaints about it.
You must know that the ancestors of their lineage originally followed the angel god, the ancestor of the gods, and were later blessed by the angel god to obtain the god-level seraph spirit.
The mission of their lineage is just like the original intention of the former sages who spontaneously formed the Wuhun Palace, which is to fight against the evil degenerates on the mainland.
Therefore, to a certain extent, even the Qiandaoliu family and the Pope family have no right to mobilize their lineage to participate in the disputes over power struggles and situation changes in the mainland.
Soon, a night passed. When Ma Hongjun was annoyed by the commotion outside the Huangquan Tavern, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Looking up, accompanied by the smell of blood and the noise all around, the outside of the tavern looked like a vegetable market, densely packed with human heads.
Ma Hongjun's mouth twitched when he saw it, and he shouted in his heart, "What a guy." It's only been one night, and at least thousands of people have gathered outside the tavern.
"Is this the person who wants to lead us into the killing city?" someone said.
"Isn't this too hasty? With such a young boy, he can lead us into the killing city?" someone said.
"Damn it, I should have known that such a little brat led labor and management into the city of killing, and labor and management came here in the middle of the night to suffer from the cold wind? Isn't that little girl's quilt warm?" someone said.
"..."
Accompanied by the crowd's murmurs, noisy whispers and wanton shouting, screams suddenly came from the crowd.
Among the chaotic crowd, some people began to self-immolate uncontrollably and inexplicably. Accompanied by the commotion and the terrifying heat, those whose bodies were blazing with flames were reduced to ashes in just a few moments amid painful wails.
Ma Hongjun looked at everyone coldly. Although the scene was particularly chaotic, he heard the threats to skin him and cramp him, break his bones and suck out his marrow, and even the obscene words of a group of beautiful women.
Ma Hongjun shouted at the right moment, "Everyone, be silent!"
In an instant, the chaotic and noisy scene fell silent.
Ma Hongjun said, "Since you are willing to come, you must all want to enter the Slaughter City, but you are not capable of passing the test of the Slaughter City."
"I know you see me as young and don't believe me and think I'm teasing you, but I can assure you that since I, Jack Jun, said I will take you into the killing city, I will do what I say."
"Now, please line up in an orderly manner according to your respective cultivation levels, with Soul Emperors in one group, Soul Kings in another group, etc."
Someone shouted in the crowd, "Boy, you will have to pay a heavy price for your actions if you speak big words. What if you can't do it? Why do you promise us?"
"..."
Suddenly someone started cheering!
However, at this moment, accompanied by a strong awe-inspiring aura, the five soul rings of Xuan, Hong, Xuan, Hong, and Xuan rose rapidly from Ma Hongjun's feet one by one.
At the same time, huge mental power, accompanied by overwhelming pressure, instantly surged out from Ma Hongjun's eyebrows, turning into a pair of invisible hands, holding himself up and slowly floating up from the ground.
The scene fell silent for a moment, followed by a series of whispers and exclamations.
Ma Hongjun was suspended in the air, his eyes were deep and indifferent, he looked coldly at the crowds of people on the ground, and said indifferently, "I am titled Hongjun. Although I lost four soul rings unexpectedly, I will not tolerate any provocation. That's enough now.
What?"
Gudong!
Gudong!
Gudong!
There was another series of swallowing sounds at the scene. It was not until a few moments later that a large crowd of people gathered at the scene that the commotion resumed and turned into a series of exclamations.
Someone said, "That's enough, that's enough. With Master Hongjun leading us, I believe we can definitely enter the Killing City."
Some people want to scold their mother. When there was a rumor that someone was going to take them into the Slaughter City, why didn't they tell them that the other person was a titled Douluo? Isn't this just a scam?
Someone said, "Labour and capital still don't believe it. With His Majesty Hongjun leading us, labor and capital still can't enter the city of killing."
"Hongjun Douluo, Hongjun Douluo!"
"Your Majesty Hongjun, Your Majesty Hongjun!"
"Lord Hongjun, Lord Hongjun!"
The crowd shouted in confusion, and gradually, the voices of thousands of people gradually converged into one voice, and the four words "Lord Hongjun", in the vast torrent that rolled like thunder, were like earth-shattering shocks, and suddenly resounded through the sky.
Ma Hongjun pressed down with his hands, and the scene suddenly became silent. The fiery eyes of thousands of people instantly focused on him suspended in mid-air.
"Now, please line up in an orderly manner and follow me into the killing city."
Hongjun is homophonic to Hongjun, and his name is Ma Hongjun. There seems to be nothing wrong with him.
Ma Hongjun's eyes were equally fiery. These people had thousands of cannon fodder and experience points.
Moreover, this is Shura City, and these thousands of cannon fodder are all evil and fallen soul masters who want to enter the Slaughter City and trick them into serving the King of Slaughter to expand the people of the Slaughter City. Ma Hongjun feels no burden at all.
"Yes, Lord Hongjun."
"Okay, Your Majesty Hongjun!"
Everyone responded in confusion, but also began to spontaneously divide into teams according to the number of soul rings they had.
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