Under the bloody sky, a war has just ended.

The corpses of demons are strewn everywhere, and a King of Slaughter is the final winner of the battle.

It stood among the hills of corpses, its cold eyes looking around at the dead silence around it, like the Necromantic King patrolling his territory.

It absorbed the power that swirled in the air, a trace of black gas lingered in its mouth and nose, red light appeared on it, and its body became stronger as a result, and in the unknown place, another spirit was gradually forming.

However, its never-ending quest for power soon left it hungry again.

This hunger pang came from the deepest part of its body and mind, and it couldn't stop it, making its whole body tremble.

Slaughter!

Slaughter!

Slaughter!

Find targets, kill them, or be killed by them!

It can feel that this is the whole purpose of its existence!

It walked down the mountain of corpses, flowed through the sea of blood, and began to move forward step by step.

Wandering in hell.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound in the sky.

The King of Slaughter looked up, only to see the thick clouds in the sky that seemed to never melt suddenly open.

A huge steel monster with a body glowing like countless thunderbolts appeared above its head.

The whole dark and bloody world was lit up by its presence, and it just hovered silently in the air.

Although it was motionless, the King of Slaughter felt an inexplicable threat.

It raised its head, looked at the sky, and then suddenly lay backwards, lying on the ground......

A few flashes of light flashed, several people appeared on the ground, and the behemoth in the sky flew into the distance.

"Goodbye!"

"Good luck to you!"

The human spoke, laughing, and walked unconsciously through the blood-stained mud, all the way.

It waited quietly, waiting for the other to come closer,

The hunger burned like a fire, almost burning its entire body.

Finally, the target approached.

It leaped to its full strength, unleashing its strongest attack at the nearest person.

"Be careful!"

It could hear the frightened cries of the other party.

In the light of electricity, it saw a delicate face full of shock and a hint of horror.

That's Shi Mumu.

Roar!

In the midst of a huge roar, Hong Lang punched out the thunder waterfall airflow, shaking the air and making bursts of bang.

The wild force slammed into the Killing King, and it hissed and screamed, pulling a long phantasmagory through the air and vanishing.

"It's gone!" cried the gardener.

"Will come out again. Hong Lang snorted and looked back at Shi Mumu: "Are you okay?"

Shi Mumu squeezed out a scared expression.

She knew very well that if it hadn't been for Hong Lang's punch just now, she would have been seriously injured if she didn't die.

Although I knew from the beginning that life in hell was not easy to deal with, it was still somewhat paralyzing everyone's hearts to break through all the way without any danger.

It wasn't until this moment, when the battleship was attacked by a deadly sneak attack, that everyone rediscovered that this was hell!

It's a terrible world with no return!

In such a world, people need to rely on how to survive, and only perverts like the Broken Blades can only think about maximizing benefits.

Thinking of this, the gardeners of Shi Mumu couldn't help but be ashamed - the purpose of their stay here was to kill more monsters and reap some benefits.

But after breaking away from the battleship and the Broken Blade team, they find that the first thing they encounter is an existential crisis, which is not ironic.

Here they are hunters, no less prey.

Shi Mumu looked at Hong Lang with some trepidation: "Brother Hong, is that the king of killing?"

"Yes. Hong Lang nodded again: "A main battle race of Killing Hell, powerful, belligerent, brave, and at the same time insidious and cunning. ”

"It's really cunning enough, and you even know how to play dead. Ye Jiguang said that he temporarily joined the Wild Bull Team and represented the Wild Bull Team as the resident representative of the Killing Hell.

"So we have to be careful, this is a killing hell, there are corpses everywhere, and no one knows where a dead man will come out and attack us, unless it's stepping on a pile of bones. Another adventurer said. His name is Crow, nicknamed Raven, and he is a member of the Eternal Night, who is good at throwing attacks, both near and far, and has a relatively comprehensive ability.

"Even the bones have to be careful, there is no shortage of undead here. Hong Lang solemnly reminded: "In hell, even a dead enemy is not a good enemy!"

"......" everyone was speechless together.

The gardener was about to speak again, when Hong Lang suddenly turned around sharply and pressed the gardener to the ground, and punched him in the back: "Be careful!"

The waves of qi were layered one after another, bursting into a sky-high flame, and a huge figure screamed and flew out, it was the King of Slaughter who had just disappeared.

The body turned into a debut phantom in the air, and for a while it was impossible to figure out where it was, followed by a streamer of thorn Ye Ji glossy door.

Ye Jiguang shouted, the golden bow was raised, and an arrow was shot, and the king of killing had already screamed and flew into the air and disappeared again.

"This ...... What's going on?" the crowd was stunned.

The gardener looked at Hong Lang: "Brother Hong, haven't you heard that the King of Killing has the ability to stealth?"

"Well, I haven't heard of it either. Hong Lang's expression was still calm: "But it's not good to say, there is no shortage of mutated creatures in hell, and they often mutate some non-racial abilities." In addition, some creatures are even able to absorb the abilities of other creatures. Others are related to the environment, and in some of their own home environments, some seemingly ordinary abilities may be able to be improved and played a stronger role. Maybe it's one of those things we're running into now. ”

"What should I do then?" Hearing Hong Lang's answer, everyone couldn't help but change color.

On the contrary, it was Hong Lang who laughed strangely: "What should I do? It's interesting when it's strong, and the rewards will be richer after killing." Aren't we here just to reap benefits? The opponent is weak, and Lao Tzu is not uncommon. Although the words are crazy, they exude strong confidence.

This is also the confidence that a berserk samurai should have, no matter how strong the opponent is, the berserk samurai will move forward bravely and never back down.

"And what shall we do now?" asked the gardener.

"Of course, find it out first!" Hong Lang replied with a snort, he took out the Overlord's Axe, and suddenly slashed at a corpse on the ground: "Splash!"

Brush!

A flash of thunder and lightning had risen from the foot of the flood waves, surging in all directions.

The Axe of Overlord comes with a skill splash attack: Activate the skill, after hitting the target, it will deal 75% damage to all enemies within 20 meters of the target being attacked, the attack nature is normal, no other special effects are triggered, the duration is one minute, the mental power is consumed 10, and the cooldown time is five minutes.

The Overlord Axe, which is fused with Thor's Hammer, automatically applies the lightning attribute when attacking, and works on all targets within range. Despite this, its normal attack nature does not allow it to actually damage stealth targets like Swift Breeze.

However, at this moment, with this axe, a terrible scream suddenly sounded, thunder and lightning flashed, and a figure appeared, it was the king of killing.

The thunder and lightning light lingered all over its body, and at the same time, its blood-colored eyes stared at Hong Lang: "You...... How do you know ......?"

Hong Lang laughed and swung his axe and rushed forward: "Lao Tzu doesn't know! But Lao Tzu knows that being able to make people invisible doesn't mean that he is invisible, and being invisible doesn't mean that he won't be beaten! You are a fucking king of killing, not a shadow assassin, and it is your ability to hide it, you really fucking think that you can do whatever you want?!"

Brush!

The sharp axe swept through the air, and the King of Slaughter shrieked to avoid it, his body accelerating in an instant, and he pointed at the flood wave.

Finger of Killing!

At the same time as it struck this finger, the flood wave also rushed forward suddenly, swinging his axe and slashing out.

Two bumps.

Although Hong Lang was hit by this powerful finger, the king of killing was also struck by him with an axe.

It's just that the golden light on Hong Lang's body flashed, but it was the King Kong Immortal Body that offset most of the damage, but the King of Killing also took the opportunity to fly back, and actually unloaded most of the damage.

Speed is the trump card of the king of killing, not only can dodge attacks, but also can reduce attack damage, berserk samurai is mainly based on basic attacks, and it is precisely the damage that can be weakened.

At this moment, the king of slaughter hit the axe, screamed and quickly turned around, and pounced on Shi Mumu again.

This guy has fought all his life, and what he is best at is choosing opponents. Shi Mumu is the auxiliary healer in the five-person team, and it is the weakest side in combat, so it is desperate to attack Shi Mumu.

Hong Lang shouted: "Vampire Array!"

The gardener pointed to the ground, and a thick vampire vine burrowed into the ground, and the next moment countless vampire vines rose from all sides, surrounding the entire area. Countless vampire vines swaggered into the sky, as if a jungle had sprung up on flat ground.

After his hard work, this vampire vine finally developed and growed, even if Shen Yi wanted to walk in this vampire vine, he would have to be sucked dry.

The King of Slaughter was rushing towards Shi Mumu, but he didn't expect so many vampire vines to grow on the flat ground, and he was immediately pulled and screamed violently.

This chase could no longer be completed, Hong Lang had already chased after him, and he jumped into the vampire vine regardless of himself, and made another axe at the king of killing: "Tie it up!"

A large number of vampire vines were tied up to the King of Killing under the command of the gardener, but the vampire vines were plants without IQ in the end, and those uncommanded vampire vines still spontaneously rolled towards the flood wave, and their sharp teeth bit on the flood wave's vajra immortal body, making a gurgling sound like biting a golden stone.

"Shhhh

But the reason why Hong Lang let the gardener cloth the blood-sucking array is so that this guy can't disappear freely.

He rushed to the King of Slaughter: "Bloody Mania!"

With the roar of the flood waves, his attacks skyrocketed at this moment, slashing at the other party one after another, and at the same time, the long-range attacks of Crowe and Ye Jiguang also fell.

Fight blood with blood!

This is exactly what the Berserk Samurai do best.

The difference is that Hong Lang has King Kong Immortal Body Protection at this time, Shi Mumu adds life to himself, and his comrades-in-arms help him output, so he is sure to win.

The frenzied attack fell on the Killing King, and as a blood fountain soared, the Killing King had been hacked to death by the waves, and several divine souls floated into the air.

"Will you pretend to be dead?" Lao Tzu will let you really die!" Hong Lang pursed his lips and raised his hand casually, a god-catching net had captured a divine soul.

At this moment, his expression was full of pride, and even the gardeners were a little dumbfounded.

When did this brain work so well?

First splashed and broke the concealment, and then the bloodsucking array was fixed, in addition to charging ahead, this guy even made a cameo appearance to command the battle?

What a rarity!

On the contrary, Hong Lang was a little dismissive.

Who said that ramming goods must be stupid?

Rough personality and lack of IQ are completely two concepts, Hong Lang has never been a fool, but many times there is Shen Yi, and he prefers to solve problems in a simple and direct way.

Being able to simply and directly point to the core key is a kind of wisdom in itself.

Don't forget that he was the first to hug Shen Yi's thigh.

This simple wisdom is actually the most important wisdom, and many people still don't understand it.

And in the same way, in the battle in front of him, without Shen Yi, Hong Lang was still pointing to the core in his simplest way.

Compared to Shen Yi's dazzling arrangement, Hong Lang's command was simpler, more effective, and easier to execute.

"How many godcatchers do we have left?" asked the gardener.

"There's one left. Hong Lang replied.

"It's a pity. Everyone sighed together. There is one left, which means that they can only get one more Divine Soul at most.

On the contrary, it was Hong Lang who smiled: "Who said that to capture the soul of the gods, you must have to capture the god net?"

"Huh?" everyone looked at the flood together.

Looking at the King of Slaughter who was fusing and resurrecting overhead, Hong Lang replied, "When we first got the Divine Soul, we didn't have any God Trapping Nets. ”

He clenched his fist: "Enough strength, sometimes it can solve the problem!"