But the specific role of the field, Wang Feng is not clear, because it has not been tested.

Wang Feng remembered that Tang San already had the Blue Silver Emperor's own Blue Silver Realm, and he didn't know if he had awakened now.

The Killing Capital itself is covered by a kind of realm.

Wang Feng didn't know very well, the Dark Angel Martial Soul, what was the realm after the formation of these seven blood lines?

But it should be strong.

When the first blood streak appeared, the enemies within the aura of a hundred meters around them would fall into a state of rage, their strength would decrease, and their spirits would be uncontrollable.

However, it can be resisted, as long as the mind is calm, it will not be affected, so Wang Feng thinks that this can only be regarded as a simple aura.

Can't really affect other people.

It's just an emotional influence, but the person's emotions can be avoided.

The real realm is hard.

In the two years of the Killing Capital, Wang Feng's main cultivation of the Dark Angel Martial Soul and the secondary cultivation of the Xuanming Thorn have made great progress!

The Xuan Ming Thorn can now control nearly twenty sharp blades, and the control range has also increased to about eighty meters.

And as you train, so does the progress.

However, Wang Feng felt that the imperial weapon of the Xuan Ming Thorn killed people, and when it reached a hundred meters, it should be a hurdle.

In the dark, Wang Feng felt that his spiritual power might only be able to control such a long distance at most, and once it exceeded a hundred meters, he might lose control completely.

It's not that the mental power is not enough, but the quality is not good.

As Wang Feng, who has a large amount of knowledge reserves, he probably guessed that this might have to condense his huge spiritual power.

But the specific method, Wang Feng was a little confused.

Spiritual power is not soul power, and it doesn't even have a basic cultivation method, so it grows completely on its own, let alone condenses.

If Wang Feng didn't have Meteor Tears, he wouldn't be able to compress and purify his soul power. It is impossible for mental power to use meteor tears...

"I don't know what happened to Xiao San and Hu Liena."

Wang Feng frowned slightly.

The last game was scheduled for a long time, and there was no movement for most of the month.

In the next 20 or so games, the more you go to the back, the longer the preparation time, only two or three games a month, or even one a month.

Wang Feng remembered in the ninety-fifth scene.

Tang San walked over, obviously on the verge of reaching the limit, but fortunately, he controlled it in time.

Hu Liena is similar.

According to Wang Feng's calculations, the lives of those who died at the hands of the two of them may be as high as tens of thousands.

Maybe this is not a very large number for the Killing Capital, but for any soul master, it is a very terrifying number.

Wang Feng solved more with the Xuan Ming Thorn...

Ordinary normal people, killing 100 people, it is estimated that the spirit will leave very serious sequelae.

As a soul master, his spiritual power is stronger, and he can withstand killing thousands of people.

But tens of thousands of people, even with the special characteristics of Tang San and Hu Liena, it is difficult to bear.

'The King of Slaughter's approach works. ’

Wang Feng thought secretly.

Why do so few people survive a hundred?

Strength is one thing, but it's more difficult to control this killing intent!

Even if you stay in the Killing City, if you don't kill often, you will be infected by the breath here and gradually lose yourself!

Not to mention those strong people who have countless lives on their hands. The more you kill, the stronger the killing intent, and the easier it is to be counterattacked.

Why does the Grim Reaper in White fascinate countless women in the inner city?

The biggest reason is because the white-clothed god of death has done it so far, and the breath on his body is incomparably pure, which makes people mad.

In the Killing Capital, the pure aura on Wang Feng's body attracted not only women, but also many strong people.

No matter how much Wang Feng restrained his breath, it was useless.

His body after being tempered by the red lotus is almost natural in heaven and earth, and it is impossible to converge.

This is still the result of Wang Feng wrapping himself all together, if Wang Feng unravels his mask and reveals his face a little, I am afraid that Wang Feng will suspect that if he walks out, these people will rush to pounce directly.

Eh, that's how handsome people are.

What's more, he is willing to be a slave and a servant, and is willing to stay by Wang Feng's side and act as a slave. The purpose was to get a little closer to Wang Feng, so that the pure aura on Wang Feng's body could suppress the boiling and tumbling killing intent in his body.

Of course, Wang Feng refused.

Just kidding, with his Xuan Ming Thorn, he doesn't need any slaves at all.

In fact, there is another way that can also calm down these people who can't suppress their killing intent a little.

That's Bloody Mary.

Human blood.

As long as you drink this blood type Mary, you can also suppress the killing intent in your body a little, but this thing is poison, and the more you drink it, the more addictive it becomes, and in the end you can't do without it at all. Wang Feng could roughly guess the outcome of this situation.

Tang San and Hu Liena didn't drink it.

Because the two of them also saw the clue in this. Knowing that if you drink this kind of thing, I'm afraid you won't be able to quit, and it will be even more troublesome at that time.

"Looks like it's the last one, right?"

Wang Feng thought quietly.

He walked out the door, the air still smelling of decay.

The white clothes are out of the dust, and the air is as clear as Qingming.

The short blades formed by the Xuan Ying Thorn surround it.

As soon as he went out, several men and women came running, kneeling more than ten meters away, their whole bodies still trembling slightly, and their eyes were full of red.

"The Grim Reaper in White... Please, take us... Everything in the Killing Capital, we'd love to hear from you! As long as you let us stay by your side for three meters... No, even from five meters away! ”

The eyes of several people were full of longing.

These people have been alive for more than a decade in the Killing Capital, on the verge of collapse. Pure indulgence and pleasure can no longer alleviate the killing intent in their bodies, and Bloody Mary doesn't know how much she has drunk, and the effect is very small.

Wang Feng didn't even look at them.

Every day he doesn't know how many of these things will happen.

And after Wang Feng left, the gasps of those people became violent, and then they let out a beast-like roar, and they started to fight directly on the street, and finally fell to the ground...

This is the final fate of the fallen of the Killing Capital.

Even if they can avoid being killed by others, they can't escape this outcome.

Come to the Hell's Killing Fields.

Before they could enter the door, a large number of spectators rushed out of the door with frightened faces.

As soon as he entered, Wang Feng's brows furrowed!

Bloody atmosphere!

Inside the Hell's Killing Fields.

Tang San and Hu Liena, like two ghostly figures, were killing wildly inside!

In their eyes, it was pure blood red, and the killing aura on their bodies had long been condensed into substance, and they almost killed people when they saw them.

The two did not meet because the killing field was large and there were many people.

In the killing field, there were terrible screams.

There are many spectators on the audience, who just came to watch, but at this time, they were all poisoned by the two!

Wang Feng took a look at it and knew that it must be that these two people had just finished participating in the competition, and their killing intent was completely uncontrollable.

Wang Feng didn't know how many people these two people killed in the killing capital in the original book, but they definitely didn't kill as much as they do now.

Tens of thousands, this is no joke!

(End of chapter)