Douluo: Wuhun Longyuan Sword, I have become the scabbard

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"Your actions are useless. They are not affected by this murderous aura." The tall blood-red figure waved his hand, his tone full of murderous intent.

"King, they don't seem to have drunk the bloody agate. I think this is the reason." The Killing Messenger came to the King of Killing and said worriedly.

"They've only won more than ten games in a row. If this affects them, then they're not worth taking seriously."

"Your Excellency is right. Should we contact them? After all, no truly powerful person has appeared in the Slaughter City for a long time. The Spirit Hall has been restraining us."

"Do you think they will become strong?"

"King, their strength is even more terrifying than those ranked at the top, and there are only a few of them."

"Do you think they will join us?" The cold voice of the King of Killing came.

“…” The Killing Messenger was silent.

"Don't worry about them for now."

"king?"

"Hmph! A guest came here half a month ago." The King of Killing's tone became even colder.

"Guest? The God of Killing!?" The only person who could make the King of Killing a guest and make him feel fearful was the God of Killing.

"The Hell Messenger is the descendant of the God of Killing! In this world, although the Spirit Hall controls my City of Slaughter, it is not a threat. The God of Killing is the one who is."

"King, what's their current relationship with the Hell Messenger?"

"Who knows? But! They absorb the murderous aura so quickly, are they stupid or confident?" The King of Killing showed uncertainty and a hint of anger on his scarlet face.

The main reason for this is fear.

The power of that God of Death was no weaker than his, and could even rival the original owner of this body. He was also on the path to becoming a god.

However, the strength he could exert to suppress the soul of this body was too weak.

A terrifying killing god who is not weaker than himself, possessing the killing god domain. Even he himself cannot match him in this city of killing.

The King of Slaughter stood up and felt the blood-red color that permeated the City of Slaughter, and suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

Then he looked at the hell killing field on the side. His scarlet eyes passed through the surface and looked at the blood pool deep underground. The bloody aura of this killing city came from there.

The bloody atmosphere of this city of slaughter is like poison, which will greatly amplify the negative emotions in one's heart. The heavier the murderous aura, the greater the impact will be.

This poison permeates the air. Affected by the toxins in the air and stimulated by its own murderous aura, it needs blood to calm its restlessness. After a long time, it will be difficult to leave this bloody agate.

Bloody agate is like a drug. It can make people feel excited and even become stronger, but it can also consume people's spirits.

Once the spirit can no longer bear it, it will directly fall into depravity, and then it will be unable to resist the bloody agate, and then it will fall deeper and deeper.

Finally, it becomes the nourishment of this hellish city.

Ding Quan held a cup of blood from a Fallen who had won many consecutive matches, and compared it with his own blood and Ling's blood.

There is indeed an unknown poison in it. The stronger the strength, the more poison it contains.

And even if they had not drunk the bloody agate, there would still be toxins in their blood in such an environment.

No wonder Tang San used the Blood Swan Kiss to detonate the poison, causing the blood and energy of the Killing City to burst out. These fallen ones became extremely violent and directly destroyed the Killing City.

Touching the storage soul guide in his hand, Ding Quan looked towards the location where the King of Killing was.

Then he looked at the killing field in hell. If he threw this bloody swan kiss onto the killing field in hell, would it flow into the blood pool below along with the blood color?
This bloody swan kiss can be used as one of my trump cards.

Moreover, the King of Killing should not be able to attack them directly. Even though he is the King of Killing, he should be subject to some restrictions here.

If he had done something dirty, Tang Hao would not have been able to escape the road of hell and obtain the realm of the God of Killing.

The Nine-Headed Bat King is staying in Tang Chen. He must know that Tang Hao is the descendant of the body he possessed, and allowing Tang Chen's descendants to obtain the domain of the God of Killing will pose a greater threat to him.

"Quan, your guess is right. My spirit has indeed been affected." Wei'er looked at the blood in Ding Quan's hand. The aura on her body was even stronger than the two cups of bloody agate.

"Slow down a bit now. The ultimate attribute is very immune to poison, so it should be able to clear it."

"I know." Wei'er nodded. Although she had extreme attributes, it was impossible for her to use her soul power all the time.

Moreover, the impact of this toxin on the body is not that big, but the mental impact is more important.

In the original novel, Tang San was immune to ice and fire, his body was not poisoned, but his spirit was also hidden.

He glanced at Ling who was practicing on the side. The ice and fire attributes absorbed by Ling could dissolve the soul power and also dissolve the toxins in it, but the speed was very slow.

What we are most worried about now is the actions of the King of Killing. I think he will not let a few people obtain the domain of the God of Killing easily.

The winning streak of several of them is not long now, so perhaps it has not attracted his attention yet.

It’s better to reach fifty consecutive victories as soon as possible. By then, there will be no need to worry about encountering Hu Liena.

According to the rules of the Killing City, Fallen Ones who have won more than fifty games in a row will not appear in the same Hell Killing Field.

At that time, unless the King of Killing takes direct action, it will be difficult for him to threaten him.

As for those who have not signed up, we will have to take some extraordinary measures.

Ding Quan looked at the Fallen around the residence. It would be difficult for him to deal with the powerful Fallen if they united, but this was not a problem for the weak ones.

time flies.

Half a year later.

In the killing field of hell, Ding Quan put away the Longyuan Sword with an expressionless face. A bloody aura gathered on Ding Quan's body, and his whole aura became extremely cruel, cold and bloodthirsty.

The blood color surrounding the Longyuan Sword became extremely rich, but it did not adhere to the sword body.

He glanced at the people in the viewing area with cold eyes, then left.

Walking out of the killing fields of hell again, there was not a single fallen person around.

After waiting here for a while, a somewhat strange and charming woman walked in with several fallen people.

"Go and sign up!" Hu Liena's somewhat charming voice came.

"Yes, *n." The Fallen following Hu Liena walked towards the Hell Killing Field and took out his ID card.

"Your skill is really powerful." Ding Quan looked at the fallen ones walking towards the hell killing field with dull eyes. He seemed to be affected when he met Hu Liena's charming eyes, but recovered in an instant.

"Haha, but it seems to have no effect on you." Hu Liena watched Ding Quan put away the Longyuan Sword in his hand, and the murderous aura around him dissipated instantly. These people had such strong control, and this person's mental strength was far above hers.

"Thank you for your help."

"It's okay, we each get what we need."

"I remember you only need a few games to win 100 games." "That's right."

"It seems we have to speed up." Ding Quan glanced at Hu Liena in front of him. He was very surprised that he and his friends had not been targeted by the King of Killing in the past six months.

And here, the only person who can influence the King of Killing is the person in front of him.

I remember that after Hu Liena entered the City of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter met Bibi Dong.

And judging from the current time, Bibi Dong may have come here a long time ago and told about her relationship with Hu Liena.

"At the current speed, it won't take much time." Hu Liena's expression relaxed after watching several fallen people enter the hell killing field for a moment.

Suddenly, screams of terror were heard from the killing field in hell.

Mind control skills!
This is the soul skill Hu Liena obtained after absorbing the skull of wisdom condensed by spirit. It is completely different from the Purple Divine Light obtained by Tang San.

This soul bone greatly enhanced her mental strength. Her martial spirit, the fox demon, had a natural ability to charm, and the skill provided by this soul bone became mental control.

After releasing the soul skills, one can control the minds of people whose mental strength is far weaker than one's own and make them obey orders.

When used on people with similar or stronger mental power, it can also cause mental interference to them.

In combat, mental disturbance can be quite deadly.

This soul bone is considered to be the most powerful of all the head soul bones that appear in the original work.

Hu Liena now doesn't seem to be the love-brained person she thought she was. It seems that the head soul bone has slightly enhanced her intelligence, which is a good thing.

Listening to the voices of the Fallen in the Hell Killing Field, Hu Liena used this skill to control these weak Fallen to go and sign up, which prevented the Hell Killing Field from taking a long time to gather the full number of people after a few people appeared.

And there shouldn’t be too many of these weak fallen ones in this killing city.

The strong ones did not care or even felt relieved when they controlled these weak fallen ones to sign up. They would not care about the death of the weak ones, and it would not affect them.

Ding Quan knew that as long as the interests of the upper class were not involved, no one cared how the lowest class lived.

Because of this, the number of their winning streaks has increased rapidly, and these weak fallen ones pose no threat to them.

Whether participating in the Killing Fields of Hell or in this inner city.

A moment later, Ling and Wei'er walked out of the hell killing field one after another. Neither of them had any injuries on their bodies, and those weak fallen ones could not cause any trouble to them.

Ling nodded to Ding Quan and Hu Liena. Everyone already knew Hu Liena's identity.

She is the direct disciple of the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, and from Ding Quan's mouth, she learned that the Pope of the Spirit Hall is the killing god of the world.

The only one who can intimidate the King of Killing is the God of Killing. Ling also has spiritual attributes, so he and Hu Liena have some common topics.

Although it is difficult to make friends here, it is not a problem to chat for a few minutes.

Suddenly, Ding Quan felt that the sounds around him disappeared in an instant and it became extremely quiet.

A terrifying aura came from a distance, and Ding Quan's face changed.

Is this the King of Killing?
When a few people were about to leave, a terrifying aura came from a tall building not far away, but it disappeared in a flash.

This momentum was domineering and awe-inspiring, and the bloody aura around it seemed to become quiet, and the air around it became solemn.

"King of Slaughter!"

"King of Killing!"*
The shouts of worship from the fallen ones around were heard one after another. The influence of the King of Slaughter here was far beyond Ding Quan's imagination.

Ding Quan's golden-red eyes looked at the tall building not far away, wondering what was going on with this King of Killing.

"King of Slaughter?"

"Such a strong pressure, a Titled Douluo? I feel like I have absolutely no power to resist." Wei'er said as she looked at Ding Quan whose expression changed.

"He is not an ordinary Titled Douluo." Ding Quan took a deep breath and prepared to leave.

"Let's leave here first." Ling looked at Ding Quan and said with his gaze withdrawn.

"Okay." Ding Quan and others headed towards the residence near the outer city.

Hu Liena also glanced at the position of the King of Killing. The murderous aura was even more terrifying than that of her teacher. He was worthy of being the King of Killing.

However, it seems that there is a big gap between the murderous aura released by the teacher and that released by the teacher. Before coming to this city of killing, he had persisted in the teacher's killing god domain for a long time.

Ding Quan returned to his room and looked at the tall building in the distance with a look of surprise. The awe-inspiring aura just now had no evil in it. It was similar to the atmosphere of this city of killing, but completely different.

Such a murderous aura doesn't seem like something that bat could emit.

Ding Quan clenched his right hand, and the Longyuan Sword appeared in his hand. He looked at the blood-colored aura that was equally murderous on the Longyuan Sword.

Unaffected by evil spirits, pure murderous aura?

Could it be Tang Chen?
If it weren't for the aura released by the Nine-Headed Bat King, then it would only be Tang Chen.

If this is the case, it seems that even if the Nine-Headed Bat King has controlled Tang Chen, Tang Chen does not seem to have completely lost the ability to resist.

And it seemed to make sense that his group had not been targeted in the past six months.

After all, Tang Chen created the Haotian Jiujue and the Great Sumeru Hammer on his own. With his own abilities, he cultivated to the ninety-ninth level in this era, and was able to obtain the Shura Nine Tests. His strength is absolutely powerful.

The awe-inspiring aura just now disappeared in a flash. It seemed that the Nine-headed Bat King was now fighting with Tang Chen for control of the body.

In this case, we must take this opportunity to participate in the Hell Killing Field and not slow down, but speed up.

In an empty room.

"King, are you okay?" The Killing Messenger was pressed to the ground by the aura of the King of Killing, and his bones were crackling.

"Damn it! It happens again." The King of Killing covered his head with his hands, his bloodshot eyes looking in the direction where Ding Quan and the others left, his eyes full of horror.

This time, he had a hint of murderous intent towards them, and he almost couldn't suppress the soul of this body. The power in his body actually became active.

The King of Killing's face, covered in blood, turned even paler. After coming to his senses, he sat directly on the chair, closed his eyes, put away his original thoughts, and tried his best to suppress the soul of this body.

In a blood-colored palace, a figure wearing dark red armor and surrounded by blood seemed to be lost in thought.

"This is my inheritance, and you, a beast, dare to break the rules."

The man with bloodshot eyes showed a sarcastic look.

"It's a pity that this inheritor couldn't stop the evil thoughts. I didn't expect that a better seedling would appear, the evil thoughts..."

Then he nodded and looked somewhere. The blood color around him subsided and the blood-colored palace became quiet again.

(End of this chapter)