Although the palace of the Killing King could be seen at any time in the Killing Capital, Zhao Xuan had never set foot in it.

Not only him, but everyone in the Killing Capital has never set foot in it, and there are even many people who have never seen the mysterious Killing King from the beginning of their entry into the Killing Capital to their fall.

But all know that the King of Slaughter lives here, looking down on them.

The palace of the Killing King was built on a mountain, but this hill was cut off from the Killing Capital, and between the two was an abyss ten zhang wide, and the abyss was pitch black, and the dim light of the purple moon could not shine into it.

"It's cold."

Zhao Xuan stood on the edge of the abyss and looked down, and the yin wind from the deepest part of the earth was so cold that people shivered.

Then Zhao Xuan raised his head and looked at the palace of the Killing King, and then looked at the only chain bridge connecting the Killing Capital and the palace.

On the opposite side of the chain bridge, hundreds of black-clad knights stood silently, like a group of lifeless sculptures, standing still with their spears in the cold light.

But Zhao Xuan could feel their heartbeat, and he could hear their breathing, they were definitely living humans!

The cultivation of these black-clothed knights is not low, all of them are strong people at the level of the soul king, and the five knights in front of them have the cultivation of the soul saint, these people are an extremely powerful force even if they are placed in the Martial Spirit Palace, but here, these knights can only guard the door.

Zhao Xuan even had some doubts that the three forces from the outside world were guarding here, whether they were guarding those vicious murderers or the king of killing.

But......

Although these black-clothed knights were extraordinary, it was not them that Zhao Xuan was afraid of, but the captain of the law enforcement team and the king of killing, who had never been masked.

After a year of fighting in the Killing Capital, all kinds of news about the Killing Capital were naturally heard by Zhao Xuan.

The most important of these is that in addition to the King of Killing, there are other Titled Douluo in the Killing Capital, and the captain of the law enforcement team who commands these law enforcement team knights is one.

This couldn't help but make Zhao Xuan wonder if there was a possibility of another Titled Douluo here besides these two, and after the lessons of the Star Dou Great Forest and Ghost Island, Zhao Xuan became more and more cautious.

"Even if that's the case, you still have to get in!"

Zhao Xuan licked his lips, then turned around and entered a no-man's corner in the Killing Capital, turned on the environmental simulation state of the computer martial spirit, and the whole person disappeared in place.

Then, he stepped out again, and walked along the chain bridge towards the palace of the Slayer King.

The yin wind from the depths of the earth made people shiver, and this chill went straight into the marrow of people, even Zhao Xuan felt the cold.

The chain bridge shook slightly in the yin wind, but Zhao Xuan walked over slowly as if he was leisurely, with the cultivation of these knights, they couldn't find Zhao Xuan at all.

Zhao Xuan walked straight through the gap between their formations, and then walked to the front of the palace.

This place is very strange, Zhao Xuan's divine sense man penetrates, and only the exploration of divine consciousness can only float on the surface of the building, so at the door, Zhao Xuan still hesitated for a moment, and then slowly stepped in.

In the palace, from time to time, there are black knights patrolling by, and from time to time, women in black gauze dresses walk by.

But each of them had very light steps, so the entire palace was quiet, coupled with the knights and maids who walked quietly from time to time, Zhao Xuan thought that he had come to a ghost town in a trance.

"Tsk, it's really evil here."

Looking at this scene, even Zhao Xuan felt a little creepy, and his back felt cold.

So he quickened his pace, looking for something with the aura of the god of Shura, and to this day, he could only put his expectations here, otherwise he really didn't know what to do, and if he sulked a few more times, the streak of victories in the hell killing field would probably reach a hundred.

Since this place was built in the form of a palace, Zhao Xuan quietly galloped towards the main hall in the center with the biggest and most important choice.

The environmental simulation function is not a complete insurance, if you meet a spiritual Contra or any Title Douluo, you can easily see through his disguise.

After a short while, Zhao Xuan lurked around the central hall, and then gathered his breath and listened quietly for a moment.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, no one?

Zhao Xuan glanced around, and then instantly dodged into it.

After Zhao Xuan entered the main hall, he hid in a corner, and then looked at the main hall.

The decoration in the main hall is blood red and pitch black, and there are many carvings depicting in various places, but most of them are bats, and there are also many white bones and hideous souls.

In the center of the hall is a black iron throne, the throne is pitch black, revealing a cold and dead atmosphere, the throne lies high, and under the seat is a pale white bone.

These white bones prostrate themselves under the high iron throne, their hands held high, as if they were pleading, as if they were wailing......

His eyes fell from the throne, and he looked around, there were hundreds of strange things on both sides of the hall, but the most eye-catching was a blood-colored giant sword inserted upside down on the ground under the black iron throne, and the murderous aura on the heavy sword was like a tide.

At the moment of looking at this blood-colored heavy sword, Zhao Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his vision fell pale in an instant, and the cold killing intent lingered, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar.

In the paleness, he saw countless phantoms rushing towards him, their faces as hideous as evil spirits, and their numbers as large as the ocean.

But in the next moment, a pure white lotus flower suddenly appeared in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and the lotus rippled, and everything disappeared in an instant.

"This is it!"

Zhao Xuan's face showed joy, as if there was a destiny in the underworld, and in an instant, Zhao Xuan decided that this blood-colored giant sword was the thing of the god of Shura.

But his face was a little weird, he didn't expect Tang San to say it well, what he finally found was indeed an artifact.

"Buzz!"

Both hands were held on the hilt of the sword, but the entire blood-colored giant sword was trembling, it seemed to have spirituality, resisting Zhao Xuan, no matter how hard Zhao Xuan tried, he couldn't pull it out, and a murderous aura emanated from the blood-colored giant sword, spreading in all directions like a wave, making the void ripple.

In the depths of the palace, three figures suddenly rushed towards the main hall, and they were captured by Zhao Xuan's divine sense the moment they rose into the air.

Zhao Xuan's face changed, and he couldn't help but scold: "! ”

The aura coming from the three figures turned out to be all Title Douluo, except for two whose breaths were below the ninety-fifth level, the aura of the other was as unpredictable as an abyss, and even Zhao Xuan's divine sense touched him and was destroyed by the murderous aura on his body.

This person's cultivation was not inferior to the golden-eyed black dragon he had met before.

Zhao Xuan's heart was beating wildly, didn't he say that there were very few Titled Douluo on the mainland? Why did he encounter so many stubble?!

He quickly turned on the environmental simulation and slipped out of the palace, in fact, he knew that this could only be a complaint.

The continent is vast, and some Titled Douluo can even live for hundreds of years, how can there only be twenty or thirty Titled Douluo?!

After Zhao Xuan left the main hall for a few breaths, three figures appeared in the main hall, led by an old man wearing a blood-colored robe and a stand-up collar cloak.

He looked at the main hall, his face was gloomy, he looked around, and ordered in a cold voice: "Check! Catch that little mouse for me! ”

"Yes!"

(End of chapter)