The devil is alluring

Chapter 630 Bloodwashing the Souls of the Dead

Bingxue doesn't know what kind of situation she will face next. The only thing she can be sure of is that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, she will go on.

She must get out from here, she must not die here, because she knows... there are many people waiting for her.

If there was really only one way to get out of here, then... she washed the dead with blood.

He was resting under a big tree with a dagger snatched from others in his hand. Although the material of the dagger was poor, countless people had died under this dagger so far.

Before Bingxue came in, he was only wearing an ordinary robe, without any attributes, and the one next to it had been scratched more than a dozen times, and it was stained with blood stains, some of which had even turned black due to too long .The long hair was tied up by Bingxue with a black hair tie, which gave her a sense of sophistication, but no one would appreciate it in such a place.

She has been in the city of dead souls for three full months, but at this time she is still wandering around the periphery of the city of dead souls, and she hasn't even touched the edge of the middle circle.

This place... really is a world where there is nothing but killing.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't slept, maybe ten days, maybe a month, or maybe she hadn't slept since she came here.

No matter where she goes, a few people will suddenly pop up and kill her without saying a word. Sometimes the enemy in front of her has not been dealt with, and the surroundings are already surrounded by people who have heard the news. It may be fighting alone, but I also think that in the next minute, it will become a melee of dozens, or even hundreds of people.

There are no groups here, no partners.Some are just weapons in my hands, no matter who is my enemy, and the only thing I have to do is to kill everyone.

Of course, those who can transmit the laws of space here must be extremely dangerous villains, or aliens that cannot be tolerated by the world.The danger factor is much higher than that of outsiders, plus the baptism of being killed here for a long time, has long lost the minimum humanity, and the strength of those who can survive must not be weak, in other words, this is a place everywhere. A place for the strong.

For Bingxue, the spiritual power that has always been proud of is completely wasted here, and even one ten-thousandth of the previous one cannot be driven, so the spiritual power magic is basically a decoration in the body.Although battle qi can be used, it can't exert its effect in the outside world at all. Under the suppression of space and the limitation of mental power, it can only exert its strength of less than five levels.

The God Emperor of Three Swords, in the outside world, is definitely the best among her peers. As long as it is not a master of the power of the big family, she will not pose any threat. Experts at the level of god emperors are also very common in those big towns and plains. Even so, masters above god emperors are by no means ordinary.Most of them are ace masters in a large force, and the number is extremely limited.

The reason why Bingxue feels that she has too much strength outside is because the enemies she has to face are too strong, but it does not mean that she is weak in the level ranking of Huntian Continent.

But after she entered this city of dead souls, she really understood what it means to be weak.

This is just the periphery of the capital of the dead, but high-ranking god emperors are already the most common existence, and they can be caught casually.This made Ice Blood, who was only a low-level god emperor, somewhat depressed.

It's hard to imagine what it will be like to walk inside.

There are basically no towns in the capital of dead souls, only major plains and barren mountains.The people living here basically have no fixed accommodation, only those gangs and groups will build a simple resident as their territory.

But don't think that because they form a group, they really see each other as partners.To put it bluntly, they were just gathered together by a stronger than all of them, and then went to intercept and kill others.

And among that group, they are also above the strong.They don't have the concept of a partner, maybe they might still be drinking together one second, and the next second they will draw knives at each other, bleeding on the spot.

Here, there is no such thing as trust, partnership, or solidarity.There is only the principle that the strong are respected, as long as you are strong enough, you can command the people you suppress, and then lead them to kill and rob others.

In such a world, the only thing she can do is to be vigilant at all times, not allowing herself to relax even for a second.Because maybe it was because of that second that I let myself stay on this land forever.

Looking up, he looked at the somewhat dark sky, and a desolate smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How long has it been since I experienced a day like this.This place is very similar to the Hell Island I lived in in my previous life. The only difference is that the people on Hell Island are all ordinary people, while here are all people with supernatural powers.

It is also a place full of bloody killings, it is also a place where many killing lunatics live, and it is also a place where there are no partners, no trust, and no friendship.

At that time, I was so weak.But in order to survive, from fear, nausea to numbness.From being unable to hold a knife steadily to killing people without blinking an eye.

What kind of transformation process was that, just to live, she forced herself to lose all her humanity, and turned herself into a killing machine that didn't cry or make noise, without any human emotions.

She seemed to be back at that time again, afraid to sleep, rest, or eat.Like a frightened little animal, even the slightest disturbance would make her tense up all her nerves.

She didn't dare to think about it, didn't dare to worry about her partners worrying, didn't dare to think about anything.She was afraid that at this moment when she lost her mind, she would never be able to get out again.

If she died, then Ziming, Anye, Xuan, Kaiyao, and Xiaoguai would also die.So she must not die.

He glanced coldly at his body, there were scratches from beasts and scars from swords.Some have scars, but some places are even bleeding out.

She couldn't get the elixir in her space phantom.Along the way, I didn't see any herbs, and I couldn't use magic to heal myself.So all she can do is stand up and let these hurt herself.

But sometimes, old wounds may not heal, and dozens of wounds may be added in the next battle.

Now, she can't feel any pain anymore, her body seems to be numb, maybe she deliberately doesn't let herself feel it.

However, these injuries were nothing to her.As long as it is not a life-threatening injury, it is not considered an injury to Bingxue.

After all, when she was already on Hell Island, she was already used to this kind of life when she was less than ten years old, so why would she care now.

Feeling that his physical strength has almost recovered, he stood up slowly and continued to walk forward. There was a forest in front of him. Through the forest, he could reach the plain closest to Zhongwei, the capital of dead souls.

It's just that I don't know how long this forest will go.

With a cold smile, he walked towards the forest ahead without hesitation.

"Boss, it's her!"

When Bingxue was about to enter the forest, a ferocious roar came from the side, but dozens of figures appeared 200 meters away, each of them held a blood-stained weapon in their hands, He must have killed someone not long ago.

At this time, everyone looked at Bingxue fiercely, with murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

One of them was covered in wounds and looked very embarrassed. One arm had been chopped off shoulder-to-shoulder, and the scarlet blood stained the cloth that wrapped the arm, making him look very ferocious.

At this time, the man was pointing at Bingxue with a full face of resentment, gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to swallow Bingxue alive.

When Bingxue saw that person, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and the icy aura that was originally lingering around his body instantly became even colder.

She has some impression of this person.It was the man whose arm he had removed half an hour ago.At that time, there were too many people around him, so that person escaped. Originally, he could catch up with him.But at that time, I had fought for five consecutive rounds, and my physical strength was too much, so I didn't go after him.But after killing the rest of the people, he had already left the previous place quickly, but he didn't expect that this person would bring someone to find her.

Since she wanted to die, she would mind giving him another ride.

Those dozens of people had already quickly arrived in front of Bingxue within a few breaths, and their strength was naturally impressive.

Bingxue held the dagger in one hand and stood there coldly. It might be difficult for other people to see the opponent's strength, after all, the mental power is suppressed too severely here.But Bingxue, being a demon, naturally has a pair of good eyes that are different from ordinary people.

There are many different species in the capital of the dead, so even if the appearance is too different from normal people, it will not attract much attention.

So even if someone saw the purple light flashing in Bingxue's eyes at this time, they wouldn't think too much. It will violate the taboo of a certain race, and was sent here by secret method.

Some higher races do have this kind of secret technique, but apart from the people who were sent here, very few people know where the people who violated the clan rules were sent to.

They only know that it is a mysterious place like hell.

At this time, the man who was called the boss by the man with the broken arm looked at Bingxue fiercely, holding a barbed knife in his hand, with evil spirit all over his body, and the rough voice was deafening: "Stinky boy, I heard that you want to stay here?" It’s not a small amount of courage to dominate a film.”

(End of this chapter)