Others may not be very clear about King Shura's identity, but as the ruler here, how could the King of Slaughter not be clear about it.
Reason told him that he could not move this person.
Because he knew that the person who led King Shura here two years ago was the seventh killing god in the city of killing for thousands of years.
That was the real God of Death, not the guest he had just promised to King Shura. He had actually gone through hell.
Anyone who has gone through the road to hell will have the realm of the God of Death, which is an existence recognized by the City of Killing.
As long as you are recognized by the Killing City, you can use your soul skills normally here, and the other party will no longer be restricted by the oppression of the King of Killing.
There are actually many titled Douluo in the Killing City.
Why do they still obey the King of Slaughter?
Because these people did not get the recognition of the Slaughter City, they got the recognition of him, the Slaughter King.
The privileges granted by him can of course be withdrawn at any time.
But getting through the road to hell is another story.
His own family knew his own affairs, so of course he knew how much he weighed. He was also a titled Douluo, and he could also use soul skills normally. How could he be compared with Tang Hao, one of the two killing gods in the world?
Yes, Tang Hao has indeed been wasted for more than ten or twenty years, but the combat skills he possesses will not be abandoned just because he wasted his time.
The King of Slaughter is not a piece of iron.
He has an unknown secret that only he knows. It is for this reason that the King of Slaughter had to make a "compromise" when facing Tang Hao.
This body, like Tang Hao, is actually an existence recognized by the Killing City.
Yes, before becoming the King of Slaughter, he also participated in the Killing Fields of Hell and passed through the Road to Hell.
This body of his is actually the God of Killing in the City of Killing, but it is just a body.
why would you say so?
Because the original soul of this body was imprisoned in the corner of the sea of spiritual consciousness decades ago.
In other words, his inner core has long been changed.
He is not the King of Slaughter at all. In fact, it is more accurate to use it to describe him.
It is an ancient ferocious beast that lives in the body of the King of Slaughter, the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
If it's not yours, how can you make good use of it?
It is not him. Facing Tang Hao, of course, he can only give in.
"Since you insist on doing this, I will no longer stop you. I wish you a smooth journey through hell. If you are lucky enough to get out alive, remember to say hello to your elders on my behalf."
A large swath of blood-red mist was seen spreading from behind the King of Slaughter's cloak. At the same time, the air pressure on the field was slowly making people feel uncomfortable.
A gust of wind blew by, and it was a chilling coldness.
It's not as murderous, but it still makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Open it, Hell Road."
At the moment when the red mist swept across the entire place, the voice of the King of Slaughter appeared at the right time, like a prayer or a declaration.
No, it's more like a very ordinary sentence, "dinner is ready."
The fallen who were sitting in the audience watching at this time had expressions of excitement and curiosity on their faces.
Because, they believe that they have the opportunity to witness the opening of the road to hell, and they feel honored for this.
Before this, no one had seen the opening of Hell Road, and they thought they would be the "first batch" of lucky viewers.
This is why, compared to the past, there are more fallen people coming to the auditorium to watch the game today.
Because they all know that today is the hundredth killing field of hell for King Shura. They don't think that he, who has always been arrogant, will lose in this last battle. They are here for nothing else.
Just for the honor of this moment.
Little did they know that the honor at this moment came at a price, and that price was their lives.
"People's curiosity wants to be satisfied. Since you want to witness the opening of the road to hell so much, why not be a companion together, and you won't feel lonely when the road to hell is far away, right?"
The red mist cleverly bypassed Tang San in the field, but spread throughout the entire field. The voice of the King of Slaughter was so beguiling to the perceptions of the fallen.
I saw that those degenerates stabbed their eyes directly with their backhand without hesitation.
Usually, those degenerates are cruel to others, but at this moment, they are cruel to themselves.
Those who had no weapons in their hands were scratching their faces and digging out their flesh, leaving particles and pieces of meat everywhere.
Those who hold weapons in their hands become even more terrifying at this time. No matter how ruthless they usually deal with the enemy, they will be more ruthless at this time. The blades penetrate into the flesh, the blades draw blood, and they are swung towards their own limbs and stomach. It is really terrible at all.
unambiguous.
This, where is the capital of killing?
This is obviously hell.
Do people who crawl out of hell walk through hell, become gods of death, and then rush to the mortal world?
Fortunately, these degenerates living in hell have no ability to climb out of the prison that traps them.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
Avoiding the degenerates who were hurting themselves around her, Ning Xinli jumped up, left the audience stage and came to Tang San's side.
It is not the words of the King of Slaughter that confuse people's minds, it is just a statement that has no effect at all.
What really confuses people's hearts is the evil spirit carried by the red mist, and what makes these evil spirits play their due role is the murderous aura mixed with toxins that Ning Xinli has been dispelling.
"Little saplings, little saplings, grow up quickly, so that you can protect us who have not fallen."
As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes only a moment to use it.
Ning Xinli has no soldiers, so these saplings are her soldiers.
They are the strength for her to stay.
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
What she is saying now is actually the same as what the King of Slaughter said just now. They are both meaningless words.
What works is her hard work all the time, the seeds she has scattered in every corner in the past. These seeds are accumulated by her in daily life. They are first condensed by faith and divine power, and then she uses her own soul power for a long time.
of nourishment.
Under waves of roars, the fallen were reduced one by one. As they died, a large amount of life power surged out of their bodies. Before they could be transformed into the power of destruction, the nearby Power of Life
The seeds absorb it.
The world is composed of the power of destruction and the power of life.
What is needed to open the road to hell is not the blood of the fallen, but a large amount of pure murderous intent.
The one who needs this blood is the King of Slaughter.
No, to be more precise, it is the need of the blood-red nine-headed bat king parasitic in the body of the King of Slaughter.
Why does a bat need a reason for sucking blood?
In addition, he really has no way to provide pure murderous intent. This is why every time the road to hell is opened, it will be so miserable.
Those fallen people have a lot of murderous intent in their bodies.
In addition, there is another point, that is, it can be transformed.
The disappearance of life will release a large amount of life force. If left alone, these life forces will be transformed into the force of destruction, and the force of destruction is the source of evil.
Since it is the source of evil and the power of destruction, it can of course be transformed into the murderous aura needed for the road to hell.
In this way, each takes what he needs, and of course he will do so.
Unfortunately, this time, the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King unfortunately encountered Ning Xinli and Tang San.
If given the opportunity, how could they let it go?
Being nourished by a large amount of life power, the effect is definitely much better than Ning Xinli's usual use of soul power, as the trees of life quickly rise from the ground.
This blood-red hell was enveloped in patches of emerald green in a very short period of time. This kind of scenery should not have appeared here, but it came so suddenly, leaving no room for anyone to see it.
Even a little reaction time.
"What's this?"
The sudden change caused the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King to have no time to react, and was immediately wrapped into a rice dumpling by countless intertwined vines.
Within the range of the Tree of Life, only those entities recognized by it or the Source of Life will not be entangled by the ancient vines.
The fountain of life can also temporarily relieve entanglements.
The blood-red nine-headed bat king obviously does not meet any of the conditions.
Therefore, it can only be locked there by vines.
The source of life is a thing from the divine realm, and the source of the tree of life it catalyzes comes from the ancient trees in the forest of life.
Not to mention the body of the King of Slaughter, which has been parasitized by it for decades, it has been constantly corroded by it. Even in his original peak state of complete health, I am afraid he will not be able to break free with his own strength.
bring it on.
No matter how powerful he is, he is still the strongest in the world.
How can humans compete with God?
And how could he compare?
"Tread on the light of the spiritual heart, four descending: recovery."
The power of life is the origin of good. The tree of life condensed from it, in addition to absorbing the power of life, will also transform the origin of evil within itself bit by bit.
Therefore, the King of Slaughter, who drinks Bloody Mary all year round, will naturally have a lot of evil thoughts in his body. After being tied up by the ancient vines, these evil thoughts are gradually transformed into vitality.
The Tree of Life transformed the evil thoughts in his body, and the Holy Healing Light Waves dispelled the impure murderous aura and toxins in his body. The King of Slaughter, immersed in it, was changing visibly with the naked eye.
It turned out that he was not born with red hair. The blood-red hair just now was now an extremely normal black hair.
The evil thoughts were being transformed bit by bit by the Tree of Life, and under the nourishment of the power of life, his complexion was also changing, gradually transforming from pale to a normal-looking complexion.