Just when Don had ninety consecutive victories, he had just killed 900 people.

It is completely not enough to condense the murderous aura, in fact, he blames himself, you must know that the other people are all kinds of sieges at the next scene, but when they come to Tang, they don't have it at all, everything is just because he kills people too easily.

Often after a fight, the soul power on his body is not used much.

Other people just have the heart to sneak up on him, and they don't have the courage to sneak up on him.

"No, it doesn't work like this, in this case, even if I win a hundred consecutive victories and get the God Killing Domain, I'm afraid my comprehension of the domain and murderous aura will not be deep enough." Familiar madness flashed in Tang's eyes again.

Sitting high on top of a building in the Killing Capital, looking at the people who were gradually losing their rationality, a sneer appeared on the corner of Tang's mouth.

Since the current murderous aura is not enough, he himself condensed into the God Killing Realm.

Then the only way to do this is to kill more people to exercise your murderous spirit.

If you ask where there is someone?

Don't you see that those who walk in the killing capital are all people? And they are all wicked people, and there is no burden to kill.

There are so few people in the hell killing fields that there is nothing challenging.

Just do it

Those who died of pleasure in drunken dreams, those who were killing, skinned like bones, and calculated that they could contribute a few more cups of Bloody Mary, all lost their lives under Tang's dagger.

Under the hands of Don, ended his own life.

......

It didn't take a few days

There are fewer people in the killing capital.

One can imagine how many people Tang killed!

Those who knew were hiding, they knew that in the killing capital, there was a madman who killed people on sight.

The main thing is that they can't beat this madman.

If you can't beat it, you will be killed.

For Tang's ruthless harvesting move, no one is willing to give up their lives, otherwise no one would be willing to come to the Killing Capital.

Someone spontaneously gathered a hundred people to stop Tang, on the other hand, they wanted to end the theft of Tang's achievements.

Ninety wins in a row

In the Killing Capital, countless people want to win a hundred wins

Everyone who comes here to compete, in addition to the power to continue to survive in the Killing Capital, is most looking forward to a hundred victories. With the title of 100 Champion Lands, you can become a permanent resident of the Killing Capital. In addition to not being able to leave here, he has a supreme authority here, and can even become a guest of the King of Killing.

People go to high places, and the principle is the same there.

If you kill Tang, you can get the fruits of Tang's ninety consecutive victories.

In the outer city of the Killing Capital, there were more than a hundred people standing in front of Tang, and the endless murderous aura condensed on Tang's body, compared to when he first came here, Tang's smiling expression was gloomy and cold, and even a thick layer of bloody aura was released on his body.

Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel, and countless negative auras can be found in Tang.

It's not that he can't control it, but Tang did it on purpose.

In order to exercise murderous energy, it can only be so.

So much so that when facing a hundred outlaws, the endless coldness was released and condensed on Tang's body, and around Tang, it could be seen that Tang Zhou's body had evolved into an endless white nothingness, which was a sign that the Killing God Realm was about to take shape.

"Huh!"

"Just use you to become the last foundation builders in my realm, and the honor I give you can be regarded as the last bit of value you contribute to this world." With a flip of his left hand, Tang, who had originally planned to use the White Tiger Match, took back the soul guide.

For Don

The value of these hundred people is to contribute their blood and energy to condense their own god-killing realm.

There are no fancy, in order to show respect and attention, Tang did his best and did his best with every punch, and did not use any soul power to protect himself, and simply used his murderous aura to deter outsiders.

Tang simply turned into a killing machine, and everywhere he went, there was a cloud of blood mist.

The blood qi invaded the heart, a cold came leisurely, and he gradually lost consciousness, and his consciousness began to quietly lose along with Tang's consciousness.

It was the cold qi brought by the murderous aura, not the physical, the purest killing qi, which was condensed with the changes in Tang's body.

Without soul protection, hundreds of people besieged him, no matter how fast Tang was, he would be cut with knife wounds on his body.

But in the blink of an eye, the person who slashed Tang turned into a cloud of blood mist

Kill, kill, kill!

Tang's eyes only have to kill, and the world will fall apart.

Since you dare to come to me, it is to find death, one punch and one head.

In the long battle, Tang understood that man is a very magical animal, if you don't explode with all your strength and don't die, then even if you have a broken arm and stump, that person may fight back against you.

So it's good to be a blood mist...

I don't know how long it has been

Hundreds of people died, and there were no bones left, and blood was shed.

It was a river of blood in the true sense, when Tang got up from the river of blood, from the flesh foam collected from the flesh and blood of countless people.

With a shock, Tang's pale blue eyes did not open the writing wheel eye, but there was a touch of blood red out of thin air, and the cold and bloodthirsty murderous aura spread out of Tang's body almost instantly.

The river of blood under his feet froze almost the moment Tang released his stupid qi and was frozen.

It's done

At the beginning, Tang Hao demonstrated to Tang that in the realm of killing gods, the most obvious sign of the materialization of murderous qi is that you can freeze liquids with murderous qi.

After countless killings, the murderous aura accumulated from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, Tang relied on his own ability to condense the Killing God Realm.

With his own strength, he condensed the realm of killing gods

"The next step is to pass through the Hell Road, and then rely on this Hell Road to condense the God Killing Realm again."

Tang believes that the God Killing Realm + God Killing Domain is definitely not as simple as one plus one is greater than two.

Tang couldn't imagine such a change

However, being strong is the end of it!

......

I changed my clothes and washed myself.

Don walked into the Hell Killing Fields once more and entered again.

Looking at the nine people who looked at him tremblingly, Tang knew that his deeds had already been spread, and along the way, those who usually killed people without blinking looked at him with fear. I can't wait to stay away from myself, for fear that I will directly burst out and kill people.

I don't know why, Don enjoyed it somewhat.

Enjoy the fear of these degenerates around you, the more they are afraid, the happier Don's mood becomes.

Roaring, hissing. Nine voices sounded at the same time, and they knew that if Tang didn't die, it would be them who died.

But no matter how hard you work and how hard you try, some things will be destined from the beginning.

After Tang stomped on the last head, he ushered in the ninety-first victory.

Don continued to fight

The Killing Capital, dark and wide rooms

It was an extraordinarily large chair inlaid with blue and purple crystals. These crystals are outlined in the shape of a drum tower. Everything here is dark red except for this chair.

A pair of emotionless eyes looked at Don by the window

Tang, who was in the game, felt something in his heart, and unceremoniously returned to the past, and a blood-red light suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The eyes screamed as if they had been battered.

The man in the darkness clutched his head in pain, and his two faces kept changing.

"There is no next time, be your king." Tang's voice accompanied the light of his eyes and came across the space.

On the battlefield, Tang seemed to remember something, and he had already left his hand.