Just as Feng Xiaotian's words fell, the anger below the killing field suddenly froze.

Everything seemed to be very quiet, no one dared to say a word, no sound, everyone knew that the King of Slaughter was coming.

Suddenly, a low voice came from all directions, and the murderous aura released by Feng Xiaotian's body actually converged in his body in an instant under this sound.

"Congratulations, young Lord of the Slaughter."

At this moment, in mid-air, a blood-red sound shadow fell from the sky.

Suddenly, the entire regional killing field began to boil, and they all shouted a voice.

"King of Killing, King of Killing......"

The shouts came and went, as if they were about to hoarse the voices of these degenerates, but they had no intention of stopping.

In the Killing Capital, there seems to be a magic force that makes these fallen people infinite worshippers of the King of Slaughter.

Perhaps it was because of the presence of toxic gases in the air in this killing capital, which, combined with Bloody Mary, made these people lose their sanity as they should.

Feng Xiaotian looked at the scarlet figure in mid-air.

It was a man of exceptional stature, wrapped in a large blood-red cape.

His pale face matched his eyes that were completely blood-red, and his body slowly descended from the air.

Feng Xiaotian knew that the man in front of him, although he was now the King of Killing, in fact, his identity was very unusual, he was Tang San's great-ancestor, the ninety-ninth level Title Douluo, and Bo Saixi, Qiandaoliu at the same level.

This person is Tang Chen, Feng Xiaotian sometimes thinks that if there is a ninety-nine-level Tang Chen sitting in Haotian Sect, then the situation on the continent will change again.

It will not be a scene where the Wuhun Hall is dominant, but now it is Feng Xiaotian in the Douluo Continent, and he doesn't care about this.

All he needs now is to enter the Hell Road and rush out to obtain the God-Killing Realm.

The King of Killing, that is, Tang Chen, was suspended in the air less than five meters above the ground before he stopped descending.

Looking down at the wind and laughing from the sky, the deep voice sounded again.

"I'm very happy, today another strong man was born in the Regional Killing Field, and he showed great potential in the body of the Silver-Faced Shura, and the Silver-Faced Shura led you to tremble with his powerful strength and terrifying murderous aura, right? My people. ”

"Yes......"

There seems to be a unique beauty in the body of the Slayer that drives all the Fallen insane.

Looking at Feng Xiaotian again, he said: "Congratulations to the silver-faced Shura, you have reached a hundred victories, in order to commend your achievements, I have decided to award you the title of Killing God with an exception, from now on you can freely enter and leave the Killing Capital, and be hired as a guest secretary of the Killing Capital under yourself." ”

The words of the King of Slaughter, Feng Xiaotian seems to have heard or seen it somewhere.

It seems that he also said this to Jeansan and Hu Liena.

The purpose is to prevent yourself from going down the road to hell and gain the realm of killing gods.

But since Feng Xiaotian has come to the Killing Capital, it must not be as simple as increasing his murderous aura, he has not obtained the Killing God Realm, what are you doing here? Masochistic?

Feng Xiaotian said directly: "No need, the great king of killing, I can't break the rules of the killing capital because of me, I am willing to go to the hell road, and pass, become a real killing god, after receiving your reward, I hope I use my own strength to become a killing god." ”

The King of Slaughter stared at Feng Xiaotian with his eyes, and said, "You may not know the horror of the Hell Road, Silver-Faced Shura, I think you understand that human life is only once. ”

Feng Xiaotian also said: "Great King of Killing, in the Killing Capital, you told me about the preciousness of life, is it a bit off-topic?" ”

"Are you sure you're going to hell?" Circles of pale red light were released from the body of the King of Slaughter, if it weren't for the person behind Feng Xiaotian in front of him, he would have been able to kill this so-called silver-faced Shura if he left.

With Feng Xiaotian's current strength, he really exists like an ant in front of him. But he was afraid, he was afraid of the destruction of the killing capital.

He also knew that the person who sent this person to the Killing Capital was also a twin martial spirit, and this person was the same, and the relationship was definitely not ordinary, at least it was also the relationship between teachers and students.

Besides, the person in front of him may not be able to break out of the territory.

The King of Killing had already made a decision in his heart, and said, "Since this is the case, then you can go to Hell Road, if you can pass the entrance examination of Hell Road and become a new generation of Killing God, please say hello to your elders instead of me." ”

The Killing King's tone became a little cold, and there seemed to be some sarcasm.

Suddenly, a thick red color was released on the body of the Killing King, and the huge aura forced Feng Xiaotian to retreat. It was only after exiting twenty meters to the left that he could barely withstand it.

It doesn't seem to be murderous, but an aura of jealousy and evil, which makes people's bodies feel stiff and cold.

The evil icy red mist began to flicker, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread throughout the killing fields.

The people in the audience were all surprisingly excited.

Feng Xiaotian also knew that the lives of these people had come to an end, and no one had ever seen the opening of the Hell Road except for the Killing God and the King of Killing.

Because all the people who have seen the opening of the regional land are dead, or they have all become sacrifices to the regional road.

Feng Xiaotian also felt it, and the mist emanating from the Killing King also put pressure on him, but it wasn't for him, but for the fallen people in the surrounding stands.

For a moment, the degenerates who had been cheering became quiet, their expressions gradually became sluggish, and then let out screams of pain.

One by one, they ended their lives, and the horror was abnormal, although Feng Xiaotian, the killing capital, had experienced countless grains of sand, but in the face of this terrifying situation of a big scene, the murderous aura in his body seemed to be about to burst out, which made Feng Xiaotian feel excited.

They became sacrifices for the opening of the regional road.

There was not a single living person in the entire Killing Field, except for the Killing King and Feng Xiaotian.

At this moment, on the ground, a huge blood-red pattern seemed to appear.

Feng Xiaotian also closed his eyes and observed with his spiritual power, but fortunately, his mental power was extremely strong and he could see the pattern clearly.

It turned out to be a bat, and at this moment, the bat's eyes suddenly lit up, and Feng Xiaotian's spiritual power was destroyed almost instantly.

A huge red light rose from the sky, enveloping Feng Xiaotian, and everything around seemed to become blurred.

I also remembered the deep voice of the Killing King.

"Good luck on the regional road."

Is the King of Slaughter really a blessing? He wished he had failed to break into hell.