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"It smells of blood."

Qin Hao and Orochimaru's pupils shrank at the same time, but Qian Tong, who was standing in front of them, smiled slightly, and said in a quiet tone: "Welcome to the martial arts arena, two guests." ”

As far as the eye can see, there is a dark red hue, the sky is red, the ground is red, and the walls around are red, and there are countless strange textures carved on them, which seem to render something and seem to symbolize something.

The strange textures are very abstract, as if they are flowing red liquid, constantly flowing, looking like countless red spiders for a while, and countless human faces laughing madly for a while.

"Blood-faced spiders, who like to feed on human blood." Qin Hao shouted, and a touch of tyranny gradually appeared in his eyes.

The texture on the wall seems to have some kind of magic, making people involuntarily dry mouth at a glance, boiling blood all over their bodies, and an urge to kill and bloodthirsty from the bottom of their hearts.

"The guests have good eyesight."

Qian Tong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Qin Hao to be able to see the scene carved on the wall, the blood-faced spider was an extremely rare demon beast.

"Everyone has a bloodthirsty and tyrannical factor in their hearts, and they are suppressed in the bottom of their hearts on weekdays, and they must not be released, otherwise... A sneer appeared on Qian Tong's face, that smile was not aimed at Qin Hao and the Great Snake Pill, but at other beings, and there was a thick disdain and sarcasm in the smile: "This is the violence rooted in the blood and bones of human beings, and it is the real reason why human beings can become the masters of this world, how can it be 。。。。。 because of some rules?" Hehehe, and this is a paradise where you can unleash everything without any scruples. ”

Qian Tong's tone also seemed to have a hint of demagogy, becoming distorted and weird.

"It's fun." Orochimaru's eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he was laughing at Qian Tong's painting snake, and he made more of a move, "Do you want to stimulate the bloodthirsty factor in Qin Haojun's heart, ridiculous guy, but I don't know that Qin Haojun's body is really inhabited by a fierce beast... Tsk tsk, it's getting more and more interesting. ”

The air was bloody and tyrannical, everywhere, penetrating into the skin from every pore and silently into the body.

"Kill, kill, kill."

The cells in Qin Hao's body became extremely sensitive, his hearing and perception seemed to increase exponentially, and he could hear the "roar" in the bloody air.

It was the roars of men, the screams of women, and the wheezing sound of beasts.

"Hahahaha."

Laughing maniacally.

"Damn it, shit, shit."

Vicious cursing, hysteria.

Everything is intertwined in the ears, as if in an instant, there are countless bloody images in front of you, which makes people's blood flow.

Qian Tong's body suddenly froze, the weird smile on his face suddenly froze, and an inexplicable cold air rushed directly from the tail vertebrae to his head.

What kind of eyes are they?

Bloody, cruel, tyrannical, ruthless, evil。。。。。

In the scarlet eyes, as bright as blood, coldly reflecting his cheeks... Qian Tong shuddered, only to feel that the person standing next to him was not a person, but a demon in human skin.

"It's terrible, it's so bad."

Qian Tong stared at Qin Hao with shocked eyes, the nerves in his whole body suddenly tightened, his muscles contracted, Qin Hao's eyes looked like a hungry beast, which might burst out and eat people at any time.

Don't be afraid of money.

The heart jumped wildly, Qian Tong's eyes shrunk into pinpoints, staring at Qin Hao without blinking, but his mouth was secretly bitter, and he felt like he was moving stones and hitting his feet.

But his tone was unusually gloomy and said: "This guest, if you want to vent, you can... ”

"Lead the way."

Before he finished speaking, a hot and hoarse voice that seemed to rub iron and sand interrupted his words, Qin Hao licked his dry lips, and an incomparably bright smile appeared on his face.

Qian Tong felt a chill in his heart, nodded hurriedly, and walked towards the inside.

Rounding a large wall, my vision suddenly began to plummet.

In front of me is an open man's construction site, like an oval-shaped pit dug out of a flat ground, narrowing layer by layer, stacking down.

"The Colosseum!"

Qin Hao said in a suppressed voice.

The scene in front of me is very similar to the Colosseum of ancient Rome that I saw on the Internet in my previous life, except that one was built on land, and the other was indeed built on the blood-colored underground.

Of course, the scale is countless times smaller, but the smell of blood is not far behind, but it is even better.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey."

Qin Hao's throat let out a weird and hoarse laugh, and his laughter was mixed with an equally crazy roar, wild laughter, and curses, which did not seem surprising at all.

However, only Qian Tong understood how frightening the laughter behind these laughter was, so much so that he didn't dare to turn his back to Qin Hao at the moment, for fear that the other party would suddenly lose his mind and give himself a lesson.

There were no more people in the "Colosseum", there were probably more than 20 spectators dressed in gorgeous clothes, their eyes were bloody, and their foreheads were full of veins.

Surrounded by a guard with the same heavy snort and shortness of breath, or maybe a "gladiator"?

Qin Hao didn't know.

He just swept over them, and then lowered his gaze straight to the bottom, where everyone's eyes met.

Two burly men, naked/naked, covered in scars, undulating with their breathing, like wriggling worms.

One of them was armed with a knife, and the other was bare-handed.

I saw that the bare-handed man suddenly roared, and his body hit the opposite side like a cannonball.

"Iron Beast, kill him."

"Kill him !!"

Hysterical roars resounded throughout the "Colosseum".

Phew!

The black iron knife was raised high and slashed hard, and then the iron knife flew into the air and spun high, a thick arm still clutched on the hilt.

Blood splattered, and the arms of the knife-wielding man were torn off, and a hole was deeply sunken in his head.

Thump!

The corpse fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

The man named the Iron Beast banged frantically on his chest and let out a deafening roar.

The roar of killing can make people's blood boil the most, Qin Hao's right hand suddenly rested on Qian Tong's shoulder, his voice was full of scorching fire, and he said word by word: "I can go down, right?" (To be continued.) )