Evil Moon asked, "Are there any rules for fighting here?" ”

The black gauze girl said: "The rules of the competition are very simple, first sign up with your own ID card, and then wait for the remaining nine participants to enter the venue. During the waiting period, no hands are allowed, and only one person can come out alive after the game starts. ”

Evil Moon nodded and said, "In other words, as long as you can walk down alive, you can use any method?" ”

"That's right, you can also go in and watch the game, and you need a glass of Bloody Mary to qualify for the game."

The black gauze girl pointed to a man who was holding a glass of Bloody Mary and said, "It can be the enemy's or your own, as long as you have it." ”

The words of the black gauze girl revealed that the killing capital seemed to be in special need of fresh blood.

Bloody Marys are here, as if they have become a special currency of trade.

However, the three of Evil Moon didn't want to watch the battle, and they all chose to play directly.

However, the three did not register at the same time, but staggered separately, waiting until one of them finished playing, and the rest continued to register.

The order is Hu Liena first, followed by Yan, and Evil Moon last.

The advantage of this is that they won't run into each other, and it will also prevent Xiaoxiao's sneak attack.

Hu Liena's first game began quickly, and Evil Moon and Yan also grabbed two cups of Bloody Mary, obtained the qualification to watch the battle, and went in to watch the battle.

"These opponents are very weak, and their breath of life is not strong."

Hu Liena whispered as she looked at the opponents.

In Hu Liena's perception, the strength of these people is uneven.

There are many people who come to the competition with their bodies, perhaps because their bodies can't bear the blood, so they want to come to the Hell Killing Fields to fight.

There are also people who are estimated to have come to participate in the competition for the first time, and none of their soul power is more than level 30.

The last remaining ones were all under five wins.

This is also the rule of the Hell Killing Fields, and among the ten people who participated, the difference between the highest and lowest wins was no more than five.

This is to prevent people who win too high from matching to none of them, and this one-sided slaughter is meaningless.

In the face of this kind of opponent, Hu Liena's game was very smooth, and in just a few breaths, she was the only one left standing on the playing field.

Yan and Evil Moon, who came on the field later, were also their opponents.

Therefore, the first match of the trio ended very smoothly.

...... Dividing line ......

At the same time, in the Killing Capital, there was a dark and wide room.

It was an extraordinarily large chair inlaid with blue and purple crystals.

The crystals are outlined in the form of a skull, and everything here is dark red except for this chair.

"Great King, the supply of Bloody Marys has been getting dwindling lately."

A cold female voice sounded in the gloom.

"I know."

A tall figure sat down on the giant chair. In the dark, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, and I could only vaguely see that this person was slender and long.

"Great King, what shall we do?"

"In the killing capital, people die every day, and if you die more, no one will find anything wrong."

The tall man sitting in the chair said.

"Wang, will this be in accordance with the rules......

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light had already erupted from the eyes of the King of Slaughter.

The air around him became viscous and the smell of blood spread in all directions, and the cold female voice suddenly let out a shrill scream that was not human.

I saw that in the corner, a bumpy body trembled violently.

"Don't think that because I pamper you, you can talk nonsense."

Blood-red eyes fluttered in the air, and the King of Slaughter said, "Rules? In the Killing Capital, I'm the rule! ”

With a wave of his hand, a thick dark red liquid flew out from in front of him.

In the midst of that darkness, there was a huge pool of blood in front of him, and it was all sticky blood.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the blood in his stomach, and in the dim light, two fangs were faintly exposed.

At this moment, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"It's not a good habit to beat women, Nine-Headed Bat King, no, I should call you Eight-Headed Bat King now."

Hearing this, the nine-headed bat king was shocked, and a look of horror appeared on his pale and bloodless face.

The eyes of the nine-headed bat king instantly widened to the limit, and the child's hole shrank suddenly, staring at the air in front of him.

I saw that the figure of a black-clothed young man slowly appeared in mid-air and was slowly descending.

A frightened look flashed in the eyes of the nine-headed bat king, his mouth opened slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound.

"The head you were knocked off shouldn't hurt now, after all, it's been a hundred or two hundred years."

The young man in black said nonchalantly.

"Qianzhongling, you...... What are you doing here? ”

The Nine-Headed Bat King asked with difficulty, his eyes full of panic.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your remaining bat heads, I'm here to meet your master."

As he spoke, the black-clothed young man, that is, Qian Chongling, raised his steps and slowly paced in the direction where the nine-headed Bat King was.

"Don't ...... Don't come near me, or I'll blow myself up right away......"

"Oh? You blew yourself up? Then you give it a try. ”

Qian Chongling stopped, still with a calm smile on his face.

As soon as his words fell, a violent and terrifying power was released from his body, and under this power, the nine-headed bat king only felt that the bones all over his body seemed to be shattered, and the pain was incomparable.

The nine-headed bat king felt as if he had been pierced through his heart by ten thousand swords, and there was a heart-rending pain all over his body, and on his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to drip down, and the clothes on his body were already wet.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he felt the proximity of death from the power of Qianzhongling, which was an instinctive fear of death.

"Don't struggle anymore, the gap between you and me is too big, you are not my opponent at all."

Qian Chongling said, looking lightly written.

"Although, we shouldn't have met so early, but since you want to see me, then I'll come out to meet you."

Just when the Nine-Headed Bat King was in shock, a sacred and majestic figure wearing a red robe and long blood-red hair appeared in his sight.

The body of the nine-headed bat king couldn't help but tremble, and the eyes of the people who came were full of fear.

"The god of Shura, to be precise, should be the divine thought of the god Shura."

Qian Chongling's gaze froze slightly, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Yes, it's the deity."

The divine thoughts of the god Shura said.

"I'm more curious that I just said that I want to meet the master of the eight-headed bat king, not you."

Before Qianzhong Ling's words fell, the angry voice of the Nine-Headed Bat King rang out again.

"It's not the eight-headed bat king, it's the nine-headed bat king, bastard!"

Qian Chongling chuckled lightly and said, "Okay, I know, eight-headed bat king." ”

"Bastard, it's the Nine-Headed Bat King......"

Before the Nine-Headed Bat King's aggrieved words could speak, he was interrupted by the Shura God.

"Xiao Jiu, be quiet."

The tone of the Shura God was turbulent, but the nine-headed bat king closed his mouth obediently.

"I don't know what you're looking for me?"

The divine sense of the god Shura scanned the surroundings for a moment, and then asked.

"Xiao Jiu? This name is interesting, so it is said that the god Shura and the god Rakshasa are indeed in the same group? The Nine-Headed Bat King is your pet? ”

Although he had some guesses in his heart, when he really heard the Shura God admit it himself, Qian Chongling's face gradually became gloomy.

"You seem to know a lot."

The Shura god replied surgingly.

"Hehe, since that's the case, then you have to die here today, I can't let Tang San get the God Killing Realm."

Qian Chongling said bluntly.

"Even if this Divine Mind Body didn't disappear, Tang San wouldn't have obtained the Killing God Realm."

Hearing Qianzhongling's words, the Shura God frowned, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"You think I'm going to believe you?"

Qian Chongling said with a sneer.

"Believe it or not is your business, whether you say it or not is my business!"

The Shura God said coldly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"I've always liked to take the initiative."

As soon as the words fell, a purple-black long sword appeared in Qian Chongling's right palm.

The purple-black sword glowed with a surging luster, and on it, there were strange lines wrapped around it, which looked mysterious and full of danger.

"Today, I want to see how strong the divine thoughts of the Shura God are."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Qian Chongling's voice.

With a slight movement of his wrist, the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand suddenly cracked towards the divine thoughts of the Shura God.

Everywhere the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword passed, the air seemed to be cut open, creating a long black crack.

Bursts of terrifying energy fluctuations emanated from the crack, like a black python, constantly spreading out in all directions.

"It seems that this battle is inevitable today."

The divine thoughts of the god Shura said.

With one move of the Shura God, the Shura Demon Sword placed on the altar disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, it was already in his hand.

Boom!

A series of crisp and piercing sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword and the Shura Demon Sword collided with each other, bursting out a field of sparks, and a majestic and vast coercion swept towards the surroundings, setting off gusts of wind.

Boom Boom!

The attacks of the two, wave after wave, the two figures moved quickly, constantly colliding.

Every attack of Qianzhong Ling carries endless power, and the attack of the Shura God is full of destructive power, and the violent energy cuts the void in half.

A series of thunderous loud noises were endless, and the ground of the entire hall was constantly shaking, making a "squeak" piercing sound, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Thundered!

Two figures, one black and one red, rose into the sky, fighting together in the air.

For a while, the top of the main hall was even more destroyed, there were cracks everywhere, and a terrifying force raged out, surging in all directions.

PS: There must be people here who see them fighting and be shocked or something, but it's not a few hundred words......

"You haven't become a god, but you have such great power, I admit to underestimating you."

The face of the god Shura finally became solemn.

He originally thought that Qian Chongling was on par with him at most, but he didn't expect Qian Chongling to have such terrifying strength, which made him very surprised and even a little jealous.

"Don't talk nonsense, suffer death!"

Qian Chongling's figure shook suddenly, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in the void not far behind the Shura God.

"Three Holy Lotus Slash!"

Qianzhong Ling let out a low snort, and his sword finger flicked the sword body of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, and then slammed forward.

Three purple-black lotus flowers flew out in an instant, carrying devastating power, and fiercely slammed towards the Shura God.

The power of Qianzhongling's attack was extremely terrifying, and the space was distorted in an instant, and cracks as black as ink continued to spread out, as if they were spider webs, which was daunting.

The figure of the god Shura hurriedly flashed and dodged.

In the next second, something happened that made the Shura God extremely angry.

I saw that the three purple-black lotus flowers actually conjured into countless lotus flowers in the blink of an eye, enveloping him down.

For a moment, the sky was full of purple-black lotus flowers, blocking his vision.

His figure kept flickering, but no matter how much he dodged, he couldn't get rid of the overwhelming purple-black lotus.

Thundered!

！

With a loud bang, the purple-black lotus flower smashed into the Shura God's body fiercely, making a violent roar, and the ripples of powerful and domineering energy spread in all directions.

The figure of the god Shura was smashed into the dirt, and the solid floor directly cracked open, and a huge pit appeared, and his body was trapped in it.

Poof!

With a soft sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the Shura God, his face was pale, and wisps of blood continued to slide down his cheeks.

His figure came out of the dirt, his red robe was stained with a lot of dust, and his face was a little embarrassed, and he looked a little miserable.

"Shura Realm!"

The Shura God looked at Qianzhong Ling and said indifferently.

As soon as the words fell, a blood-red aura continued to pour out from the body of the Shura God, instantly filling the entire heaven and earth.

Around the body of the Shura God, a blood-colored barrier instantly appeared, enveloping him and enveloping him.

In those blood-colored barriers, there was a strong negative aura of killing, bloodthirsty, and destruction.

These negative breaths seemed to have turned into endless resentful spirits, and one by one they slaughtered Qianzhongling with teeth and claws.

Qianzhong Ling snorted coldly: "What about the realm of the gods? It's still just one field! ”

Qian Chongling's words fell, and the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand instantly swung and crackled fiercely in front of him.

A dazzling sword light instantly condensed on the sword body of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, and the next moment, a colorful light burst out from the blade of the sword, and bombarded towards the front fiercely.

PS: Recommend a Qin Shi homo, a single heroine, no dismantling cp, happy ending.

At present, it is still a new book of seedlings, and the author is a friend of mine, the kind that I know very well.

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