Douluo: Wuhun Longyuan Sword, I have become the scabbard

Chapter 72 The killing begins

"You actually went there?" A hoarse voice was heard, and the evil soul master covered his chest, the injuries on which were still recovering.

The wounds can still be seen on the shriveled body, but it is basically about to recover.

The effect of the fourth soul skill, Su Ge, is indeed powerful. It still exudes a sharp aura, which is the spiritual power of Jun Lin Tian Xia attached to it.

But this was also dissipating quickly, and it was only a matter of time before he recovered.

A group of bats attacked them. This guy suddenly increased his soul power, and Ding Quan and the others rushed directly towards the town.

A blood-red storm suddenly swept through the small town before the sun rose completely, and the soul masters in the town were instantly awakened.

He glanced at the pale-faced Wei'er. If she hadn't been using all her strength to urge Jin Guangyu to pull the few people flying, they would have been caught up long ago.

But now it has almost reached its limit.

The blood-colored bats emerging from the old man behind him spread directly to the place where the few people passed by.

Seeing this, several people quickly rushed to the place where blood was gushing out in the center of the town.

"Soul Saint!"

"what!"

"Damn it!"

...

A roar of fear and pain came from the small town, and many soul masters suffered unexpected disasters.

The other soul masters in the surrounding area were directly surrounded by blood-colored bats, and many weak ones were directly turned into blood mist.

The stronger ones were still fighting hard. When Ding Quan heard the screams behind him, he increased his speed again.

Ding Quan didn't care much about the deaths of these soul masters. Just as Tang San said, everyone who came here was destined to die.

Now it also includes my group of people.

Ding Quan's Xuanhuotong looked towards the place in the town that was filled with blood, and it turned out to be a tavern.

The few of them moved very quickly and arrived here in a moment.

"Just kill everyone there!" The people in the tavern were not very strong. There was only one Soul King, and the rest were not strong either. A hint of relief flashed in Ding Quan's eyes.

Looking at the blood-red bats that were quickly attacking the few people behind them, this guy actually became stronger after coming here.

I don’t know if it’s because of the blood here, or because the other party’s injuries have almost healed, or maybe he has absorbed the blood of the fallen people he killed.

Ding Quan was a little surprised that this evil soul master came here and dared to slaughter these people directly.

It seems that the constraints here are weaker than he thought, which is why he can be so unscrupulous.

The people here are indeed murderous and have an evil aura about them.

It seems that this group of people have been affected by the aura of this town and have lost their minds.

It's like being addicted to drugs, and I have basically no intention of leaving here.

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, ice blades quickly condensed on Ling's body and shot towards everyone in the tavern.

Ding Quan's Xuanhuo pupils kept scanning, and sure enough, it came from the bar in the tavern.

It is similar to the position when Tang San entered.

"court death!"

"Soul King!"

"**"

The people in the hotel had been awakened. When they saw the ice blade rushing into the hotel and flying towards them, they were instantly furious, but also afraid.

Fortunately, it was early in the morning and there were not many people in the hotel, only nine, including a waiter.

The fourth soul ring on Ling's body lit up directly, and the speed of the ice blade increased again.

Although several people who were not Soul Kings reacted, they were not able to withstand the power of the ten thousand year soul skills, especially the mental phantom blade that could attack their minds.

Ding Quan looked directly at the only Soul King in the field. A flash of fire appeared in his golden-red Xuanhuo pupils, and the Soul King fell to the ground.

It seemed that the spirits of these soul masters here were severely eroded. Ding Quan felt that his mental power attacked the soul king, and his already tense spirit collapsed instantly.

uh~
There was fear in the waiter's eyes as an ice blade instantly hit his forehead. Before he could even scream, his body was frozen instantly.

jump!
The dark golden sword struck the bar directly, and the wooden bar instantly shattered into pieces, turning the waiter into ice chips.

A dark entrance appeared in front of Ding Quan, and a cold wind blew out from it.

Ding Quan looked at the two of them, and at the blood-red bats that were rushing towards them. He no longer hesitated and jumped in.

Blood-colored bats gathered in front of the tavern, and an old man with a hideous wound on his chest slowly emerged.

He looked at the hole in the ground in front of him in surprise and doubt, with unwillingness in his eyes.

Then, as if sensing something terrifying, it instantly turned into a bloody mist and disappeared.

A moment later, many soul masters from around the town came here, and when they saw the cave in front of them, they showed joy.

Many soul masters jumped in directly and headed for what they believed to be heaven.

The cave entrance extended all the way downwards, and there was no movement behind him. Ding Quan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the guy didn't dare to chase him.

However, seeing Ling Wei and the other person standing by, they didn't know whether it was right or wrong for them to enter here.

The city of slaughter, the paradise of the fallen, you can't stay here forever.

And winning a hundred games in a row in the Killing Fields of Hell might not be something that a few people could achieve.

Although the mental strength of several people is not weak, two of them do not have head soul bones, so it is not certain whether they can withstand the erosion of murderous aura.

Even I don’t know if I can bear it.

The current King of Killing can be said to be a soul beast.

In Ding Quan's opinion, the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter can be regarded as the high priest of the God of Shura, but now this high priest has forgotten his duties.

"I didn't expect to enter here in this way, and I don't know how far I can go." Ding Quan held the Longyuan Sword in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

"The City of Killing, a paradise for the fallen and a hell for the weak?"

"Get ready." Ding Quan and his companions walked slowly, taking this opportunity to recover their physical and spiritual strength, and also took another piece of herb.

"I know you, Quan, were planning to come here, but it seems you just came a little earlier."

"It's a bit too early." Ding Quan saw a bright light appearing in front of him, and it seemed that they were almost there.

"Welcome to the City of Killing. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, at the cost of your life."

A cold voice came from all directions. Ding Quan paused and took a look at the corridor. This voice was echoing in his mind.

Several people looked at each other and looked at a bend in front of them, where the light came from.

Ding Quan looked at that place with his Xuanhuo pupil. It was indeed a portal. It seemed that they had arrived.

He took a deep breath and stepped out. The noisy sound instantly reached Ding Quan's ears.

Just as they were about to step out of the passage, a figure riding a massive black warhorse, accompanied by a cavalry of soldiers, stared intently at them. The hundred-man team, armed with massive heavy swords and clad in full-body black armor, was so intense that Ding Quan couldn't even see their gaze.

"You have violated the rules!" A low and cold voice came from the warhorse, without any emotion.

"Rules, there seem to be no so-called rules here." Ding Quan looked at the spear in the other party's hand pointing at him, and couldn't help but look at the scene behind the knight.

This is a huge city with huge walls that are all ink-black, but with some red light shining through them.

Ding Quan couldn't see how big the city was. The purple, swaying moon in the sky seemed very low to the ground, and he couldn't feel any light. The scenery farther away seemed to be hidden in the fog.

It seems that although this city of killing is underground, it can also be said to be another space, just like the secret place in his memory.

Otherwise, it is obviously unrealistic to build such a huge city underground.

"If you break the rules, you must accept the punishment!" The knight seemed to be much easier to talk to than Ding Quan had expected.

"What punishment!"

"Only if you defeat me will you be qualified to enter the City of Slaughter!" The group of armored warriors behind him instantly walked to both sides, leaving enough space for several people.

"I am the Terror Knight Scott!" The huge warhorse rushed towards the few people, and a murderous aura came towards them.

Ding Quan did not retract the Longyuan Sword, which remained in his hand. Ling and Wei'er also released their martial spirits, but no spirit rings appeared.

Soul skills can no longer be used here, but martial souls and soul power can be used, but they are also greatly suppressed.

Ding Quan felt that his soul power was slightly suppressed and reacted immediately.

It seems that the strong may be suppressed even more, but this is normal. If the soul power is not suppressed, this killing city has many strong soul douluo-level people.

They unleashed their soul power with all their might, and low-level soul masters found it difficult to resist, including soul kings. After all, Zhao Wuji, who was at the Soul Saint level, could activate the defensive soul power of his martial soul without letting his martial soul go berserk.

In the original novel, Tang San, who was at the Soul King level, couldn't have encountered Soul Douluo here, but he was not affected.

This is good news. There is a gap in soul power between the strong and the weak, but the gap is not big and can be compensated by skills and martial soul abilities.

Ding Quan raised the Longyuan Sword and his eyes changed slightly when he saw the five rings on the sword. The mark formed by the soul ring was still there.

I tried to use soul power to activate it, but there was no response. It seems that the soul skill cannot be used.

However, the characteristics of the soul skill are still there. As the soul power surges, the Longyuan Sword becomes heavier.

At this time, ice blades had already formed in front of Ling. A beam of lightning rushed through Wei'er's body and then gathered into a ball of light in her hand.

Scott rushed over with a look of shock in his eyes, and a bolt of lightning struck him directly.

Then a layer of ice crystals instantly condensed on the black armor. The Longyuan Sword had already arrived in front of him, and with a powerful blow, it directly chopped down his knight's spear.

Boom!
Scott's huge body fell off the horse in an instant, landing on the ground with a loud bang.

A long sword was pressed directly against his neck, and Scott couldn't help but choke.

The people in front of me can't release their soul skills, so why can they still launch such terrifying attacks? I feel numbness and coldness in my body. Are they self-created soul skills?
Ding Quan put away the Longyuan Sword, and the few of them turned and walked towards the city not far away.

"and many more!"

"how?"

"You have passed the test and are qualified to enter the City of Slaughter." Three signs flew out of his hand and Ding Quan caught them.

Ninety-nine sixty.

Ding Quan looked at the sign in his hand, which had a skull on it.

For Ling and Wei'er, the numbers are 9961 and 9962.

"This is your identity token. Someone will guide you into the Killing City."

Ding Quan took the token and went straight to the city gate.

Looking at the black city wall in front of me, I don’t know for sure whether I can get out once I go in.

Ding Quan and the other two walked into the city without any hindrance, and the guards around them did not stop them. An enchanting woman looked at the people in front of her with a look of surprise in her eyes. The combination of these people was strange, and then she walked straight towards them.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter, I am your tour guide..."

In the outer city of the City of Slaughter, Ding Quan and his companions found a place to rest and listened to the woman who claimed to be the messenger of the King of Slaughter introduce the rules of the City of Slaughter.

It was similar to what Ding Quan thought. Those who entered the City of Slaughter were required to participate in a hellish killing field every year.

If you don't want to participate, you have to provide two cups of blood every month. Such people are almost all in the outer city. The outer city does not allow random killing, so it is relatively safe.

Ding Quan and his companions saw many skinny guys in the outer city. They thought it was because of the blood being taken every month.

As for the inner city, it is a paradise for killers. There are no rules and people can kill at will. Of course, they must also be prepared to be killed.

Among them, the Hell Killing Field that Ding Quan cares about the most will start as soon as ten people sign up. There is no time limit and no limit on the number of consecutive wins.

As long as you win 100 times in the Killing Field of Hell, you can live forever in the Killing City. Of course, you can also go to the Road to Hell, but only a few people choose this life-or-death adventure.

Once you pass the Road to Hell, you will be able to obtain the title of God of Killing and the domain of the God of Killing, and you can enter and exit the City of Slaughter at will. In the domain of the God of Killing, the soul master can release soul skills and his strength is no longer suppressed.

But only eight people have done it in the past thousand years, and three of them appeared at a similar time.

After all, there are three people in the world who possess the realm of the God of Killing.

Ding Quan nodded when he heard this. If those who had the same winning streak were grouped together, there wouldn't be enough people in the entire Douluo Continent to kill.

However, once those with high win rates enter the killing field, others will not sign up after knowing about it. Only those with strong strength and confidence will dare to sign up.

Looking at the messenger of the King of Slaughter in front of him, he could not rule out the King of Slaughter's behind-the-scenes manipulation. After all, the King of Slaughter did not want the God of Slaughter to appear in the City of Slaughter.

In this case, the first dozen or so battles are actually the most difficult. After all, when you come out of the hell killing field, you will be ambushed and hunted down by others.

Once others see the strength of these people and become afraid of them, there will be fewer people who dare to launch a sneak attack.

Ding Quan remembered that Hu Liena entered the Slaughter City a year earlier than Tang San, and won sixteen games in that year, but in the following year, her winning streak reached more than seventy games.

The next day.

During the one-day protection period, Ding Quan and his companions almost fully recovered, and also adapted to their currently limited strength.

Although they were unable to release their soul skills, it seemed that they didn't really need soul ring skills here.

Then, under the gaze of the enchanting messenger, he walked towards the inner city.

The inner city does not have very high walls, and people from the outer city can enter at any time.

"It's crazy!"

Unlike the dead silence of the outer city, the inner city is extremely luxurious, with colorful lights everywhere, but they are extremely chaotic.

There were shouts of excitement, cries of pain, and if you listened carefully, you could hear quite a few creepy sounds.

When Ding Quan and his companions entered the inner city, many people's eyes suddenly lit up. These people were really out of place.

And they are all very beautiful.

Seeing the gazes of many people around him, Ding Quan's eyes turned cold. If he wanted to live an easier life here, he had to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, but there were too many chickens now.

"The killing has begun!"

(End of this chapter)