Chapter 117: The Wrath of the Killing King

You must know that there are a few Title Douluo among the degenerates in the entire Killing Capital! When these Titled Douluo fully regained their strength, the first ones to strike at were the black-armored warriors.

And the black-armored warriors in the Killing Capital, except for the King of Killing, only one captain is the Title Douluo, and it is obvious that the guards killed by the fallen who have the advantage of numbers and strength are retreating one after another.

"Hahahaha, Lao Tzu can finally go out, and I don't have to look at the eyes of these ants anymore!"

"Hey! It's the same thing you whipped me for a month! Today, Lao Tzu will whip you well! I'll give you all the torture I suffered before! ”

"Aren't you crazy? Relying on Lao Tzu's soul skill to be sealed, do you think I'm a bully? Lao Tzu told you that feng shui takes turns, and now Lao Tzu will come to bully and bully you! ”

The once suppressed Fallen, this moment finally broke out, revenge for revenge, revenge for those without revenge, there is no third party force here, only the Fallen and the Black Armor City Guards.

The King of Slaughter was killing a group of Fallen Men who had rushed into the Killing Field, and he hurried to a corner of the Killing Capital.

Without even thinking about it, he knew that all this must be the ghost of Qianrenlin, this time it was different from before, in the past, only a lot of people died in the killing capital, but this time all the degenerates were out of control.

He knew that the Killing Capital was over, and from today onwards, the Killing Capital would become a real killing place, where anyone could enter and anyone could leave.

When he came to Hell Road, he realized what was going on, the foundation of the Killing Capital, not a drop of blood in the river of blood was gone. He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know how he did it.

But what he knew was that no matter what the identity of Qian Linglin was or what his relationship was with the Martial Spirit Palace, he would definitely break the other party's corpse into pieces.

"Okay, Wuhun Palace! If you destroy my foundation, then don't think about it! ”

The puppet looked at the King of Slaughter flying all the way from the Hell Road, the corners of his mouth raised, and he quickly spread his wings and flew outside. Qianrenlin had long known that this would happen when he devoured the river of blood, so he called the puppet over early, and his purpose was to lure away the King of Killing.

Qianrenlin still has to stay in the underground world for a while, and he can't leave in a short time, all he can do now is hope that the puppet can escape and return to the Wuhun Hall to remind Bibi Dong.

"Brute, stand for this seat!" The King of Slaughter looked at the golem that was flying away at great speed, and chased after it without thinking.

After all, in his mind, no one in the entire Killing Capital knew where the passage was except him, and only Qian Linglin, who had entered the Hell Road half a year ago, was still here! At that time, he thought that the other party had already gone out, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually stay on Hell Road for seven months, just to destroy the killing capital?

He couldn't understand why the other party did this, the Martial Soul Hall and the Killing Capital were in a cooperative relationship, and ruining this place would not benefit the Martial Soul Hall at all, but would increase the other party's troubles!

Qian Linglin, who had already fallen to the bottom, sensed that the puppet had completely attracted the King of Killing, and he was also a lot more relieved, although his overall strength was not weak now ordinary Title Douluo, but he must know that his soul skills were all domain soul skills except for the Angel Holy Sword, and he didn't think that his self-created soul skills could cause much damage to Extreme Douluo, not to mention that the King of Killing had the Shura Divine Sword.

It is better to deal with such an existence than to leave it to Qiandaoliu, after all, the current King of Killing has no spiritual intelligence, he is in a controlled state, and his strength is greatly reduced, he doesn't think that such a Tang Chen can cause much harm to his grandfather.

Moreover, Qiandaoliu has thousands of soul skills and martial arts created by him, and his strength is much stronger than before.

Even Tang Chen, who was in his prime, was no match for Qiandaoliu now. Therefore, Qian Ling Lin was not worried about destroying the Killing City at all, what threat would it pose to the Martial Spirit Palace, as for those who fell? Hum! He who devoured the entire river of blood, and the life and death of everyone in the Killing Capital were in his thoughts.

"That's fine, let's mess them up for a while!"

Qian Ling Lin looked at the underground world in front of him, it was dark, and there was no light, but this had no effect on Qian Ling Lin. With a flick of his hand, a flame appeared in his hand, and the hundred meters centered on him instantly lit up, and with the eyesight of Qian Linglin, the distance of a kilometer had no effect on him.

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In front of the tavern in front of the Killing Capital, a graceful figure with an indifferent face walked out of it. The guests in the tavern looked at the woman in black who suddenly appeared, and their eyes lit up, like a hunter seeing his prey.

"Yo! Where did this beauty come from! Come over and have two drinks with you! ”

"Huh?" Xue You looked at the other party coldly, and a black giant sword appeared in her hand, this is her martial soul: the top-level weapon martial soul demon breaking sword.

With the appearance of Xue You's martial soul, the eight soul rings around his body slowly rhythmed, two yellow, two purple and four black.

"Soul ...... Contra! The big man who spoke disrespectfully stammered tremblingly.

He wanted to ask for mercy, but how could Xue You, who grew up in the Killing Capital, be merciful? With a sweep of the Demon Breaking Sword in his hand, the entire tavern was wiped out in an instant, and not even a trace of screams came out.

Xue Yu glanced coldly at the ruined tavern, and a pair of black dragon wings appeared behind him, dragging his belly and flying in one direction.

She also has an external soul bone, and she is also a flying type. It seems that she is also a ruthless person in the killing capital, and there are many people who have died at her hands. To say that her soul bone was given by the King of Slaughter is impossible. After all, even he didn't have a single external soul bone.

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Hell Road, Underworld!

Qianrenlin had been walking for two hours, but it was still empty, and nothing had been found.

But he was not discouraged at all, and still walked forward with a blank face and a determined look in his eyes. With such a big venue, he would never think that this was a boring thing done by a boring person!

"Inheritor! There you are! ”

At this moment, a low call suddenly came from Qian Linglin's mind.

"Who!" Qian Linglin's heart moved, and he looked around cautiously and shouted.

"Don't be nervous! I am the god of the dead, the god of death! When the Grim Reaper said this, he was obviously very proud of the title.

"Death?" Qian Linglin's heart was shocked, this has not appeared in the original book, I didn't expect that there would be such a divine mansion in the god realm! I think that the other party should just be an ordinary second-level god or third-level god, otherwise there would not be such a number one person in the god world.

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