The Killing Capital, the dark and wide room reveals an endless dark red, and the breath of madness and blood fills every corner of the place.

The tall figure in the red cloak was pacing back and forth in the room like ants on a hot pot at this time, and it was difficult to see the extreme of his already pale face.

The aura of the four earthly extremes outside the city had naturally been discovered by him, and now that the Killing Capital realm had been broken, he didn't get any sense of security here at all, but instead looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Although he didn't know why the four guys outside the city hadn't rushed in yet, he knew that his good days of power and fortune had come to an end, and if he didn't run, he might not be able to save his life.

"Who the hell, who the hell broke the ban on the Killing Capital!!" In the midst of the mad roar, the white face of the King of Slaughter became more and more hideous.

At this time, four figures wearing black armor were kneeling in front of the blue-amethyst-inlaid skull throne.

The figure's body trembled, and a panicked voice came from within the black mask: "Great Killing King, what should we do now!" ”

The Killing King's face was distorted, his facial features were tightened together, and he turned his head and sneered, "What should I do?" ”

"Hit? Have at least four Extreme Douluo been beaten outside? ”

"Run? It's surrounded on all sides, where are you running from? ”

The black-armored knight panicked: "But we can't just sit back and wait to be killed!" ”

The King of Slaughter laughed madly, "Are you teaching me to do things? ”

"Boom!"

His pale face showed a cruel look, and two blood-colored beams of light shot out of his scarlet eyeballs, piercing the bodies of the four knights in an instant.

"Ahh

Hearing the knight's wail of pain, the King of Slaughter let out a strange laugh, two sharp teeth poked out of his lips, and he opened his mouth to bite the neck of one of the knights.

The black-armored knight who was bitten tried his best to resist, but to no avail, and the king of slaughter immediately ignited a surging red light, enveloping the entire room, and the other three people's bodies melted directly like mud when they were affected by the red light.

"Bang Dang"

The ownerless black armor fell to the ground hollowly.

The King of Slaughter shook off the dried corpse in his hand like a tattered sack, licking his scarlet teeth, revealing an incomparably crazy aura on his body.

"Boom"

The Crystal Skull Throne was torn apart by his punch, and the torrential crystal shards were embedded directly into the surrounding walls.

"Since you destroyed my lair, don't think about it anymore, you humans!"

"Come on, come on! The more people who come, the better!! ”

The sound inside the room was ghostly, as if the evil spirits from hell were whispering, uttering the most vicious curses.

......

At this time, directly north of the Killing Capital, there was an old man with wrinkled skin and a withered face looking at the Killing Capital in the distance.

This person is none other than Sword Douluo's master, the ninety-ninth level Sword God Envoy Wind Killing Heaven.

His body was surrounded by dozens of wind blade tornadoes that swept the sky and the earth, and he was mighty, but he was ready to attack and had no intention of rushing to make a move.

The old man looked in the direction of the Killing Capital, and a trace of waves rose in Gu Jingwubo's eyes, and he whispered.

"The realm of the gods in this killing capital has been broken, presumably as the Sword God said, there are gods in this place who have come down to the earth to make a move, for the sake of safety, you still can't venture before you find out the situation."

With that, Wind Killing Heaven turned his head to look in the other three directions, where there was an aura comparable to his.

One of the things that he cared about the most was the bright energy surging from the West.

"A thousand streams, hehe."

The words of the wind killing sky carried boundless killing intent and sharp aura, and the burlap behind him seemed to be wrapped in mysterious objects, as if he had sensed it at this time, and there was a "sonorous" sword sound.

In the west, at this time, there was a huge golden seraphim phantom, which was constantly absorbing the light particles of the surrounding space, accumulating strength, and becoming more and more condensed.

The old man with a solemn expression in a cloth robe was wrapped in a golden phantom, holding a physical light sword in his hand, and a light flame that could burn everything was burning on the holy sword.

Qiandaoliu looked in the direction of the Killing Capital and sneered: "A few bad races, don't you want to go on an adventure first?" ”

"Hehe, since you don't move, don't expect me to move."

Qiandaoliu wondered: "What is the origin of the one in the east, why is the deity not impressed at all." ”

Qiandaoliu shook his head in confusion and looked to the north, and his old face showed a look of boredom: "Why is this old thing not dead when the wind kills the sky, what kind of shit luck can make you find the inheritance of the gods." ”

When Qiandaoliu was annoyed, a shadow flashed in his mind, and he mocked: "Even if you become an Extreme Douluo, what if you become an Extreme Douluo, once you become a divine envoy, you will forever lose the opportunity to become a god, and when my granddaughter grows up, you will all be ants." ”

In the midst of the whispers, Qiandaoliu noticed the south side that seemed to have a roaring sea, and his expression became complicated and ugly.

"Bo Saixi, it's been a long time..."

Qiandaoliu's words revealed nostalgia, but the hand holding the angel holy sword was bruised, full of unwillingness and anger.

In the southern sky, the shadow of the sea obscured everything.

In the blue sea, the waves roll and the waves are turbulent, and the scales are soaring, and the scales and claws are flying.

The graceful figure, draped in a red sacrificial robe, the big wavy hair of sea blue hung down on the waist, and the beautiful face exuded a mature and dignified charm.

Seagod Douluo Bo Saixi completely ignored the aura of the other three sides, and looked at the direction of the Killing Capital wholeheartedly.

Bo Saixi said urgently: "I finally have the opportunity to go to the land, I have to hurry up and complete the task assigned by Lord Seagod, so that I have time..."

Bo Saixi's mind came up with a majestic figure holding a dark golden Haotian sledgehammer, domineering and heroic, and his beautiful eyes flashed with longing, sadness and heavy remorse.

The east side was completely shrouded in darkness, and an extremely rich dark aura filled every corner of the place, and something seemed to be hovering in the dark clouds, and inky scales loomed in the black mist.

A handsome young man dressed in a robe with black and gold lines staring in the direction of the Killing Capital stood here with his hands in his hands, exuding an invincible confident temperament.

"The ruins of the Shura God have traces of the dog thief of the Rakshasa God, which is interesting and interesting, no wonder the king wants to wake me up."

The young man's dark eyes shot out a divine light, and there were bursts of unwilling dragon groans in the black mist, and several huge ink-colored figures wandered in the black mist.

"Compared to this Rakshasa dog thief, who would dare to come to my Star Dou Great Forest to steal things, he can quietly avoid the calf, and he can also break through the spatial formation set by the adult to steal that ice silkworm."

Thinking of this, the young man's face showed a heavy look.

"In any case, the king's whereabouts must not be exposed at this time."

The cold and resolute voice faded away.

At this time, Li Tianyi and Tang Hao had already arrived less than a hundred miles away from the killing capital, and naturally saw the killing capital full of wolf smoke from afar.

Tang Hao's sallow face flashed with horror: "What's going on there??" How can there be so many extreme powerhouses. ”

Li Tianyi also looked in the direction of the Killing Capital in shock, with puzzlement in his eyes.

Shouldn't it become depressed after the destruction of the killing capital, how could so many strong people emerge, it's troublesome.