Wu Lang once again repelled King Honghuang. He snorted coldly and said: "You are indeed a ungrateful thing. If so, then you go and die!"
Wu Lang raised his hand to press it, and circles of laws rippled out from under his palm, creating ripples like water waves.
The Primordial King was suppressed, and the demonic energy was tightly compressed in his body, unable to come out. Although his demonic strength greatly increased, after all, he only had the cultivation level of a one-star soul king. How could he be a veteran two-star soul king like Wu Lang?
opponent?
But it was impossible for Wu Lang to kill him.
The Flame King took action, side by side with the Primordial King, and was restrained by two one-star soul kings. Wu Lang was disdainful. Even if it was a one-on-one battle, he still had the upper hand, and the two of them were suppressed and beaten.
In fact, he was very angry. He had been fighting for such a long time, but the God-Slaying Lord still had no intention of showing up. He didn't believe that he didn't know. He could only say that the God-Slaying Lord had been fighting from the beginning to the end.
He has no intention of letting go of himself at all.
He was a little panicked. Thinking of this, Wu Lang's expression became bright and dark. If he continued like this, he would be completely trapped to death. Let's go!
He was thinking that as long as he could get out of this killer dungeon, he would have to start all over again to kill the gods? Huh! He remembered it! A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years!
He is the Soul King, a high-ranking two-star Soul King, and he must not be trapped and die here.
"No, he wants to run away! Stop him!" The Lieyan King was careless and staggered by Wu Lang. His eyes blurred and Wu Lang disappeared.
"Want to leave? Have you asked me, Demonic Realm!"
A loud roar came out coldly from the mouth of King Honghuang. Wu Lang felt his body sink suddenly, and his speed was greatly hindered. When he looked down, he saw circles of thick black fog wrapped around the soles of his feet.
, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making his movements slow and stiff.
"Troublesome thing." Wu Lang desperately wanted to leave. He was afraid. Of course, he was not afraid of the Great Desolate King and the Raging Flame King. What he was afraid of was the Killing God!
"Get out of my way!"
Wu Lang's body trembled, and the terrifying dark energy dispersed all the demonic energy wrapped around him. He turned back and looked at the two of them coldly, with mockery falling on the Flame King.
"You are truly born to be servile. I will not become a slave to others like you, even if it means death."
Wu Lang spoke proudly, his voice rolling, sound waves spreading in all directions and falling on everyone's ears.
Just when he said this, suddenly, as if he noticed something, a feeling of depression suddenly arose in his heart. He raised his head in shock and looked towards the void.
"Really?" One after another figures came out of the air, and as these words fell, waves of mighty pressure swept across the sky and the earth, and the sky was suppressed into silence.
Not long after, at the top of the sky directly in front of Wu Lang, a shadow came to kill the gods. The leader was, who else could it be if it wasn't Luo Chen?
"Are you sure?" Luo Chen's voice was extremely cold and he looked at him indifferently.
Seeing the person coming, King Lieyan and King Honghuang breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and respectfully shouted: "I have met the Lord God."
Wu Lang's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but take a step back. A suffocating pressure enveloped him, making him freeze in his steps. He smiled and cupped his hands. All the arrogance he had before was gone.
Instead, he put on a slightly flattering look: "Having met the God Lord, I am willing to surrender and become one of the members of the God Slayer."
"Hypocritical! Shameless, so shameless!"
Looking at Wu Lang who turned around and changed his attitude, King Honghuang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and cursed.
Wu Lang sneered, hypocritical? Shameless? What is that! Compared with his life, it is nothing!
He thought very well. He pretended to surrender first, and after gaining trust, he had the final say on whether to leave or stay. Wasn't he the one who had the final say?
Wu Lang had a different thought in mind and said respectfully: "We, the Lang Alliance, are willing to surrender to the Killing God."
Luo Chen did not speak. On the side, King Anhuang was secretly worried. He was afraid that Luo Chen would agree. He was so nervous that he clenched his fists.
He and Wu Lang are fighting to the death, and only one of them will survive! He has already planned that if Luo Chen accepts Wu Lang's surrender, then he will kill the gods. On the contrary, he will devote his whole life to killing the gods.
He looked at Luo Chen, waiting for his decision.
Wu Lang felt very proud. He didn't believe that he could remain calm and indifferent under such temptation.
While waiting quietly, Luo Chen nodded. Just when Wu Lang thought Luo Chen was moved and agreed, a finger suddenly broke through the air and pierced his chest.
"I will not accept three things in killing gods: firstly, I will not accept trash; secondly, I will not accept self-righteous fools; thirdly, I will not accept people who are hypocritical."
Luo Chen walked in the air and strolled in front of him. Wu Lang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his fake smile cooled down. He stared at Luo Chen: "What does the Lord mean by this? If you don't accept it, I will
Are there any?"
"Yes!" Luo Chen nodded and said, "You have taken everything, you are a waste, you are stupid and self-righteous, you are so fake!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Wu Lang laughed, he laughed like crazy, he really didn't want to let himself go.
"Waste? You say I am waste? Well, do you dare to challenge me one on one? Try the waste in your mouth and see if I can crush you!"
"Wu Lang, you are brave!" King of Flames stepped forward.
"You are so presumptuous!" King Honghuang was ecstatic in his heart. The more Wu Lang tried to die, the happier he became.
Wu Lang glanced at the two of them with disdain and said to Luo Chen, "Do you dare to fight?"
After a pause, he added: "It's a fair fight!"
Under the ferocious mask, the corners of Luo Chen's mouth raised, revealing an interesting expression. He had broken through the realm of cultivation. He also wanted to try to see what the difference was between the strength of his two-star soul king and the ordinary two-star soul king.
difference.
"How to stimulate generals? Okay, I'm satisfied with you."
Seeing Luo Chen nodding in agreement, Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief. If he wanted to survive, he had to capture Luo Chen. Only in this way could he be sure to leave here safe and sound.
The aura that Luo Chen displayed at this moment was the same as his own, which was a two-star cultivation level, and his aura was not very stable. It was obvious that he had just broken through to the two-star level not long ago. He was full of confidence and could definitely take him down! He even brought him with him.
With a sense of excitement.
What a bullshit god-killing lord, wait for him to crush you and see if he can still be proud.
Everyone retreated, leaving enough fighting space for the two of them.
Wu Lang's aura is calm. It has been several months since he broke through to the two-star realm, and his cultivation has long been consolidated.
He stepped forward, constantly closing the distance with Luo Chen, and pressed close to Luo Chen.
He thought very well, fighting in close quarters, not giving him the slightest chance to resist, and arresting him as quickly as possible!
As soon as he made a move, Wu Lang used all his strength, without any hesitation. Every move was murderous, and his intention was very obvious.
This made King Honghuang, who was watching the battle from a distance, look at the mute woman cautiously with worry, and asked: "Really don't need help? What if..."
The mute woman flashed out of the corner of her eye, and King Anhuang shuddered, and quickly closed his mouth, not daring to speak any more.
"He's just a loser, he alone is enough."
A huge sound came from the top of the head, Wu Lang was brave, his fists were powerful, punching to the flesh, and the air being beaten produced bursts of popping sounds.
"Come die!"
Wu Lang roared, his eyes turned red, his whole body jumped up, and then he hit Luo Chen's head with his fist.
"boom!"
Another loud noise was heard, and his fist was caught by one of Luo Chen's fingers, stopping him in the air.
"Do you only have this much strength?" Luo Chen said lazily.
Wu Lang was humiliated. He raised his other arm, put his palm towards Luo Chen's chest, and slapped it hard: "Then try my palm again, Canglan Seal!"
But at this moment, a sword shadow hung down from the void and went straight towards Wu Lang's Tianling Cap. The palm he slapped away was retracted, and Wu Lang was forced to retreat.
Another sword shadow followed. Wu Lang, who was in a panic, his eyes red with anger, his fist mixed with the brilliance of law, forcefully smashed the sword shadow.
At this moment, Luo Chen finally made a move. From the simple fight before, Wu Lang gave him only one feeling, and that was weakness! It was too weak, too weak, both in terms of speed and strength.
In terms of strength, he was greatly disappointed.
Luo Chen swayed forward and appeared behind Wu Lang, pointing his finger at his back.
After one finger, Wu Lang's body froze in mid-air. It took more than ten breaths before he smashed straight down.
Luo Chen turned around, stopped looking, and left in the air.
At the same time, a voice came into the ears of King Anhuang: "It's up to you."
King Anhuang was overjoyed and bowed gratefully to Luo Chen. When he raised his head again, Luo Chen had already disappeared.
Wu Lang was captured, and King Honghuang brought him back to Nanxiang City. One can imagine how miserable Wu Lang would end up if he lost his fighting ability and fell into the hands of King Honghuang.
The rest of the Lang League surrendered without a fight not long after Wu Lang was captured. They had long wanted to surrender. Qian Lushen had not agreed before. What could they do?
After such a long time, they walked out of the central city and after eating steaming steamed buns, all the members of the Lang League shed tears of excitement.
The 300,000 people in the Lang League were all controlled, imprisoned in the Black Rock Monument, sealed, and made to work as coolies.
The city was being built aggressively in the black stone monument. What was missing was such coolies. Three hundred thousand people poured in at once. At first, there was a bit of chaos, but after some discipline, they quickly started building the city.
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After the Lang Alliance, Zhongcheng, as the center of the killer dungeon, was naturally occupied by the Killing God. The five major cities were unified and all were controlled by the Killing God, making him the true uncrowned king! The name of the Killing God was completely known to outsiders.
On this day, two women came from the Black Demon Abyss. They were asking around for information about the Killing God. They persisted, but because they were too deliberate, they finally attracted the attention of the Killing God.
"Xia Mo, will he really show up? But it's been so long, is he deliberately avoiding us?"
Shui Lianqing opened her mouth, with a look of exhaustion on her face. She had been sleeping rough in the Black Devil's Abyss these days, coupled with the harassment from some people with malicious intentions, which made it difficult for them to endure. Both women were beautiful and fragrant.
The Black Demon Abyss, which eats people without spitting out their bones, has naturally caused a lot of trouble.
Fortunately, their own strength is not weak, otherwise, they would have fallen into the "wolf's mouth" long ago.
PS: Today's two updates are over. Let me say it again. Due to the double book and limited energy, I only updated 6,000 words per book, which is two chapters. (To be continued)