Douluo Tang San, stop rolling

In a dark and spacious secret room, there is a huge crystal throne, made entirely of red and purple crystal ores.

Sitting on the throne was a tall figure, wearing dark red armor with energy flowing on it, as if blood was flowing on the armor, and his body was covered by a wide blood-red cloak.

He was pale, middle-aged, with blood-red hair and eyes. He looked sick and evil. He was terrifying.

There is a mirror made of blood-red crystal in the room. Energy is surging on the mirror, revealing some images.

It was the scene where Xu Dongyang walked out of the killing hell and fought a fierce battle with the 200-meter Fallen.

"What do you think of him?" A deep, sharp voice came from the throne.

In a dim corner of the room, a cold and charming female voice sounded, "King, although this Hades is young, his strength is extraordinary, especially his control of soul power and combat skills are unmatched. I think we can try to recruit him."

“More than extraordinary, although his soul power is not high, the combat power he has shown so far is even inferior to the first two killing gods!”

The woman in the dark widened her eyes and trembled as she asked, "Does the king think he can make it through the Hell Road and become the next God of Killing?"

The King of Slaughter did not answer her question, but answered on his own: "Go and bring him here."

"Yes!"

The woman calmed down, bowed, and then left.

Not long after, Xu Dongyang, who was walking on the street towards his residence, was suddenly stopped by a woman in black.

He looked unhappy and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

The woman was not angry, but was very polite and said, "Your Majesty Pluto, the great King of Slaughter wants to meet you."

She could sense that the King of Slaughter admired the man in front of him and spoke highly of him, so her attitude was sincere and even a little humble.

But Xu Dongyang did not feel happy about this. Instead, he felt anxious and a little nervous. It would definitely not be a good thing if he came into contact with the King of Slaughter at this time.

But he had no way out in someone else's territory. Finally, he sighed helplessly and said, "Lead the way."

Afterwards, Xu Dongyang followed the woman in black to an ancient castle. The dark red walls were simple and heavy, carrying a sense of historical vicissitudes.

The castle is huge, with a cone-shaped top that looks like a spike reaching into the sky. It can be said to be the tallest building in the entire City of Killing.

The area within a radius of 500 meters was empty, without any buildings or Fallen. There were only teams of black-armored warriors surrounding the entire castle like a human fence.

Xu Dongyang followed the woman into the castle, winding their way along the way, and finally arrived at a dim hall.

"King, the people have been brought here."

As the woman's voice sounded, a bright red light suddenly lit up in the hall, illuminating the dim room clearly.

Xu Dongyang saw a tall figure sitting on a blood-red chair in the center of the hall in front of him. His face was as pale as snow, and he exuded a cold and bloody aura, just like the vampire in the movie.

An invisible aura emanated from the King of Slaughter, and Xu Dongyang's heart couldn't help but beat faster. This was the soul power pressure and murderous aura that the other party had accidentally revealed.

Xu Dongyang calmed his mind and tried to stay calm as much as possible. He looked at the King of Slaughter in front of him and said, "Respected King of Slaughter, what do you want me to do for you?"

Facing the King of Killing, he was at a disadvantage, so he didn't want to get along with him for a moment, so he directly stated his purpose.

"What do you think of the City of Slaughter?" the King of Slaughter said indifferently.

Xu Dongyang pondered for a while and replied: "A paradise for the strong and a burial place for the weak."

"In that case, are you interested in joining the City of Slaughter and becoming a guest of the City of Slaughter? With your strength, you are already a strong man in this city, enough to enjoy the offerings of this city." The King of Slaughter leaned forward, his eyes staring straight at Xu Dongyang like blood-red torches.

He felt uncomfortable all over, his hair stood on end, and his body felt as if he was at the bottom of the sea, with a huge pressure rushing towards him like a tide.

Xu Dongyang endured the discomfort and said, "After joining the City of Slaughter, can we still challenge the Road to Hell?"

The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes and replied, "Join the Slaughter City and you can come and go as you please, so you don't need to challenge the Hell Road."

"Then can I not join?" Xu Dongyang's face was stiff and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Wow~

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the hall, and the blood-red curtains were rustling. A wave of murderous intent swept towards Xu Dongyang like a tide. The air was suddenly suppressed and seemed to be frozen.

Xu Dongyang only felt as if there were countless poisonous snakes lurking around him. Chills ran through his bones and tiny beads of sweat came out of his pores.

His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his mind kept thinking about the next response.

He knew very well that if he didn't say the following words well, he might not be able to leave the castle!

The King of Slaughter eventually began to have strange thoughts about him.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 136 The King of Killing Goes Mad

The King of Killing stared at Xu Dongyang quietly, exerting invisible pressure and telling the other party his attitude in this way.

No one can disobey him in the City of Slaughter. Here, he is the master!

Xu Dongyang's thoughts turned over and over, but he still couldn't think of a perfect way to escape. Finally, he decided to give it a try and said:

"Respected King of Slaughter, I do not recommend that you kill me. It will not do you any good and will only bring you more trouble."

The King of Slaughter seemed to be interested, and put away most of his pressure. Then he leaned lazily on the bloody chair and said:

"Oh? Tell me, why?"

Xu Dongyang felt his whole body lighten. He breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his back, and said seriously, "Because I am familiar with the two killing gods. If you kill me, you will only offend them."

His expression was serious, and although it was threatening, it was not artificial. He gave the other party respect and showed a confident demeanor, making people believe it.

The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes and asked half-doubtfully, "What evidence do you have to prove that you know the two Gods of Slaughter?"

Xu Dongyang looked directly into the other person's blood-red eyes and said calmly, "One of the killing gods is the current Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong. Her daughter is my girlfriend, so I am her son-in-law and we are a family. Moreover, her disciple, the Hell Messenger, is familiar with me. If you kill me, she will definitely bring the news back. Unless you kill people to silence them, you can kill the Hell Messenger as well."

"The other Killing God, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, is my uncle. His son Tang San and I are as close as brothers. If you kill me, wouldn't you be offending the two Killing Gods for no reason?"

Xu Dongyang stood there calmly, not blushing or feeling any nervousness, and made up stories as if they were true.

The King of Slaughter was frightened for a moment, and even the black-clad woman beside him came to assist. The woman said in a voice transmission:

"King, the Hell Messenger and Hades are old acquaintances. Although their relationship has always been lukewarm, as a woman, I can still see a hint of strange feelings in the eyes of the Hell Messenger.

Maybe they have some emotional disputes with the daughter of the Spirit Hall Pope." The black-clothed woman thought of it spontaneously.

Fortunately, Xu Dongyang couldn't hear this, otherwise he would have laughed and revealed his true colors. He shouted, "This is very Dihua!"

The King of Slaughter had an uncertain expression. He didn't know whether what the other party said was true or not, but the Messenger of Hell was indeed sent to the City of Slaughter by the God of Slaughter for training. With the help of the woman in black, for a moment, he actually believed what the other party said 60%.

However, the thought that he, the ruler of the City of Slaughter, was actually threatened by a young boy, although the other party was very tactful, still made his heart boil with anger, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Do you think I'm afraid of them? Will I be threatened by this?" The King of Slaughter's eyes flashed red, his tone was cold and his attitude was tough.

Xu Dongyang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little uneasy, but he still tried to remain calm and said, "Respected King of Slaughter, to be honest, my girlfriend's grandfather is the current great priest of the Angel Temple, the ninety-nine-level Ultimate Douluo, Qian Daoliu.

Her grandmother is the current Great Priest of Sea God Island, the 99th level Ultimate Douluo, Poseidon. And my girlfriend is very likely to be the future Angel God.

If you kill me, you will not only offend the two killing gods, but also the two limit douluos and the future angel gods. It is really a thankless task. There is no need to worry about it. "

Xu Dongyang continued to talk nonsense. He was just short of saying that all the powerful people in the world were his relatives.

Just as he was anxiously watching the reaction of the King of Slaughter above, he saw the other party's body suddenly stiffen, his pupils shrank, and he murmured:

"Qian Daoliu, Poseidon's grandpa and grandma"

Are they together?

A consciousness muttered in the spiritual sea of ​​the King of Slaughter.

Afterwards, Xu Dongyang only saw the King of Slaughter sitting high above him. He suddenly looked painful, and let out a beast-like roar. His two pale hands tightly held his head, and his hands kept scratching and tearing his hair. The whole person was howling like crazy and scratching his scalp.

Is this a sign of growing a brain?

Xu Dongyang looked at the other person from below as he suddenly fell ill, stunned and at a loss as to what to do.

The woman in black saw this scene, her eyes widened with anger, and she looked at Xu Dongyang and shouted, "What did you do? Come here! Capture him for me!"

Xu Dongyang knew that the other party must have been awakened by the familiar words. Although he did it on purpose, he still pretended to be confused and said:

"I didn't do anything!"

At the moment when the black-armored warriors surrounded Xu Dongyang, the King of Slaughter above said, "It has nothing to do with him. Let him go."

His voice suddenly changed into the voice of a middle-aged man, and then suddenly changed into the roar of a wild animal, which was indescribably strange and creepy. It was obvious that his mental state had not recovered and he was still in a state of madness.

The black-armored warriors around looked at each other, and finally retreated at the command of the woman in black.

Xu Dongyang naturally had no intention of watching the show here, so he said goodbye and left. He didn't want to deal with the King of Slaughter for a moment.

After leaving the castle, he went straight back to his own hut, and said with lingering fear: "It seems that I am still better!"

This time, relying on the information gap, he successfully frightened the King of Killing. Judging from the other party's situation, he should not trouble him again.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and lay lazily on his small wooden bed.

half year later.

In the killing field, Xu Dongyang killed the last person left in the field with a long knife, and whispered: "It's finally over."

"It's finally over. Hades has completed his 100th consecutive victory in the killing field. From now on, we don't have to be afraid of meeting him in the killing showdown. This devil is finally leaving!" Many fallen people in the audience cried with joy.

"One hundred consecutive victories! I heard that only a few people have achieved this since the establishment of the entire Slaughter City. As long as you achieve one hundred consecutive victories, you will be qualified to challenge the Hell Road, become the God of Killing, and can enter and exit the Slaughter City freely from then on. It's really enviable! We are fortunate to witness this moment and see the legendary Hell Road. It can be said that our life is not in vain." Someone sighed.

"Congratulations on completing your hundredth consecutive victory in the killing field." A deep and sharp voice sounded from all directions.

Then a blood-red figure suddenly appeared in the field. It was the King of Slaughter. The fallen in the field were immediately excited and shouted his name like those fanatical fans.

"The King of Killing! The King of Killing! The King of Killing!"

The King of Slaughter raised his hand to signal, and the place suddenly became quiet. He stood in the air, looking down at Xu Dongyang below, and said, "I invite you to join the City of Slaughter again, are you willing?"

Xu Dongyang shook his head slowly and said, "Thank you for your kindness, King of Slaughter. I still want to try my luck in Hell."

The King of Slaughter looked grim and said, "In that case, I wish you good luck."

After he finished speaking, a thick blood-red mist emanated from his body, quickly enveloping the entire killing field.

All the fallen in the field suddenly felt extremely painful, making strange laughter and constantly scratching their skin and destroying their bodies.

Only one person was safe and sound, and that was Hu Liena.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 137 Road to Hell

Hu Liena looked at this strange scene in shock, watching all the fallen people except her gradually die in excitement, pain, and crazy self-mutilation.

In the end, all the blood flowed onto the ground, flowing through the cracks in the ground like streams and converging towards the center of the killing field.

In the center of the killing field, countless blood flowed in, outlining a blood-red bat pattern on the ground.

Xu Dongyang only felt that the pattern under his feet suddenly emitted a thousand-foot-long red light, and a huge column of blood light shot straight into the sky, enveloping him completely.

His perception of his surroundings suddenly became blurry, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. His feet suddenly felt empty, and he felt a sense of weightlessness, and then he disappeared into the killing field.

The blood-red light column stopped after reaching the top of the killing field, so this monstrous phenomenon was not seen by people outside.

The King of Slaughter glanced indifferently at Hu Liena who was not far away. The other party was facing a great enemy. All the Fallen who were watching were dead, and now she was the only one left. It was hard for her not to be on guard.

But the King of Killing just glanced at his opponent and disappeared on the spot in a flash.

Hu Liena breathed a sigh of relief and said with emotion: "No wonder no fallen people have ever seen the opening of the road to hell. It turns out that they all became sacrifices. But why am I an exception?"

As Xu Dongyang's consciousness gradually recovered, he found himself on a circular altar. Although the whole space was very dark, he was still able to sense the situation nearby with his powerful mental power.

There was a deep abyss all around, with only a small path that could only accommodate one person connecting to the circular altar. The other side of the path was pitch black, and no one knew where it led to. The abyss below was a sea of ​​blood.

After adjusting his own state, Xu Dongyang walked towards the path and walked along it.

Xu Dongyang moved very fast because he knew roughly what he would encounter ahead.

About 200 meters ahead, a slight noise was heard in the air, a mixture of a sharp cry and the sound of birds flapping their wings.

Not long after, Xu Dongyang saw a large blood-red cloud floating rapidly in the sky not far away. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was a blood cloud made up of thousands of one-foot-long blood-red bats.

When their wings are spread, they are one meter long, with sharp fangs and claws. The noises coming out of their mouths make people feel irritated and depressed. It seems to be a mental attack.

Xu Dongyang's expression froze, and he quickened his pace, changing from a brisk walk to a fast run, quickly running towards the front of the trail. He didn't want to tangle with these blood bats for too long.

But how could this group of blood bats let him go? They hadn't seen other living creatures for a long time, and they swarmed over with flapping wings.

"court death!"

Xu Dongyang's eyes were fierce. He pulled out a long sword, and the Yin-Yang power surged into the blade. Then he swept the sword forward, and the monstrous sword light slashed at the large number of blood bats in front of him.