"My king, since the god of death and the god of killing came to our killing capital a year ago, the people in the inner city of our killing capital have plummeted by more than sixty percent in just one year!"

"If we don't take action again, then the strength of our Killing Capital will continue to be reduced!" The black woman said stiffly.

"You're questioning my decision?"

"The subordinates don't dare!" The black woman broke out in a cold sweat.

The King of Killing said coldly: "The God of Death and the God of Killing have caused us in the City of Killing is naturally clear to this seat, but the background of that young man codenamed God of Death is extremely extraordinary!" ”

"My king, do we still need to be afraid of outside forces in the Killing Capital?"

"Idiot!" The King of Slaughter grabbed a wine glass and threw it at the woman in black.

The woman in black howled in pain, and then covered her bleeding forehead and hurriedly pleaded guilty!

"This Wise One, why are there some wastes like you under your hands!"

"My king is angry, my king's strength is unparalleled in the world, and his subordinates are naturally far inferior to my king!"

The King of Slaughter calmed down and said lightly: "Pass the order, the personnel in the inner city are temporarily forbidden to fight, and the Hell Killing Fields are temporarily forbidden to sign up except for those who must participate after the one-year period has expired!" ”

"My king!" The woman in black asked, "In this way, the casualties of the elite personnel in the inner city can indeed be greatly reduced, but because of the god of death and the god of killing, we have made such adjustments, where is the majesty of the killing capital?" ”

"Humph!" The King of Slaughter said disdainfully, "There is a thing in this world called flexibility!" ”

"We are the real kings in the Killing Capital, but it's a pity that there are two people in the outside world who can really threaten us! You also know that those who pass through the Hell Road will receive the bounty of the Killing Capital, the Killing God Realm! In the realm of the two world-killing gods, the soul rings of all soul masters can be used! ”

"Behind that Grim Reaper stands a god of mortal killing! Although this seat is not afraid of all challenges, it is not willing to be the enemy of a true god of killing! ”

The woman in black hurriedly said: "My king is high, attribute this to convey my king's will to the people!" ”

The King of Killing looked at the figure of the woman in black leaving, holding his forehead and sighing continuously, in fact, the King of Killing really wanted to deal with Su Yuntao and the two in person, but the fate of the Killing Capital depended on the Martial Spirit Palace.

Let's not talk about the seven major offerings led by Qiandaoliu, just the killing god Bibi Dong came to the killing capital with an extremely elder, and he couldn't bear it.

Although the King of Slaughter temporarily stole the body of the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo Tang Chen, his true strength was clear to him, although Su Yuntao and the two were arrogant, they came from the Martial Soul Hall after all, and the Martial Soul Hall was the only force he didn't dare to offend in the outside world.

From this day on, the Killing Capital became calm, the Blood Slaves of the Outer City continued to survive, and the Fallen of the Inner City temporarily abandoned the killing and fighting, and the entire Killing Capital looked no different from the normal city.

Su Yuntao and Yang Wushu didn't notice the changes in the Killing Capital at first, and they continued to go their own way every day, until the speed of the accumulation of the two of them became slower and slower, and Su Yuntao and the others came back to their senses.

Time flies, and half a year has passed, and Su Yuntao and Yang Wuving's victories have accumulated to eighty-one and seventy-four respectively.

It looks like they're getting very close to a hundred victories, but the two of them can't even participate in a hellish slaughter for a month now!

Faced with such a surname, Su Yuntao and Yang Wushu combined and finally chose to start clearing the degenerates in the inner city.

"My king! That kid codenamed Grim Reaper is too arrogant! He's now purging the people of my Killing Capital! My King! ”

The King of Slaughter said coldly: "This seat already knows, and the two of them will deal with it." ”

"My king, if this continues, the entire killing capital will be slaughtered by these two people, they are provoking the majesty of my king, and ask my king to take action to kill the people of the killing capital for me......"

Before he could finish speaking, two blood-red rays of light burst out from the eyes of the Killing King, and the air around him became visibly turbid, and the heavy smell of blood spread in all directions.

The woman in black let out a scream of extreme pain, and her bumpy and graceful body lost all life.

"Don't think that if you are pampered, you can be unscrupulous!" The King of Slaughter muttered, "That Death God seems to have such strength at the age of only about twenty, he is definitely the most outstanding genius in the Martial Spirit Palace, if such a genius dies at my hands, then the Killing Capital will be destroyed!" ”

"Why don't you, a woman, understand such a superficial truth? Sometimes in this world, good people don't die, bad people don't die, only stupid people die! The reason why this seat has been able to survive until now is because of this brain, in addition to strength! ”

In the face of Su Yuntao and Yang Invincible's palace-forcing style of play, the King of Killing began to forcibly arrange the degenerate to participate in the hell killing, and in the face of such an acquaintance, the King of Killing Su Yuntao and Yang Invincible naturally reciprocated and did not wantonly eliminate the degenerate.

Of course, in order to slow down the accumulation of victories, Su Yuntao and the others will naturally clean up a wave of degenerates to remind the king of killing.

In this way, relying on the tiger skin of the Wuhun Palace, it took less than a month for Su Yuntao to officially make up the remaining number of games.

Three days later, Yang Wushu killed the last opponent and also achieved a hundred wins.

"Death! Kill the gods! Death! Kill the gods! The degenerates in the audience began to cheer for the two of them in a spirit of reverence for the strong.

"Congratulations, young Grim Reaper and Killer." A low, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions, and the emotions of the fallen in the Hell Killing Ground suddenly rose to the extreme, as a blood-red figure was falling from the sky in midair.

"Lord of the Slaughter! The King of Slaughter! Lord of the Kills......" the Fallen shouted with all their might.

Su Yuntao carefully looked at the King of Killing in front of him, the body in front of him was very tall and majestic, Su Yuntao, who knew the plot, naturally knew that the owner of this body was the previous Haotian Douluo-Tang Chen!

The King of Slaughter was able to plot against a ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo, and his own strength was also an existence that was difficult for Su Yuntao to compete with now.

"Death, Killing God, I'm very happy today, the Killing Capital hasn't produced a Baisheng powerhouse for decades, and now the two of you can achieve such an achievement."

"Thank you for making me feel the presence of passion again, and in recognition of your achievements, I have decided to award you the title of God Killer. From now on, you will all be able to enter and leave the Killing Capital on your own and be courteously appointed as my guest in the Killing Capital. ”

Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi glanced at each other, "Respected King of Killing, we can't break the rules of the Killing Capital because of us. ”

"The two of us are willing to pass the test of the Hell Road, hoping to rely on our own strength to get out of here and become the real God of Killing."

The King of Slaughter smiled: "It's a good thing that young people have ambitions, but the horror of Hell Road is not something you can believe, there is only one life, I don't want to see a genius like you wither!" ”

Su Yuntao's expression became a little weird, "Respected King of Killing, do you believe what you say?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Yang Wudi, was instantly stunned.

"Ahem!" The King of Slaughter coughed a few times, "Young man, listen to me, the road to hell is not so easy. ”

"Thank you for the reminder from the Great Killing King, but I still want to take a walk on the road to hell!"

The King of Slaughter sneered: "So you are toasting and not eating and drinking!" ”

Before the words fell, countless law enforcement knights of the Killing Capital surrounded Su Yuntao and the others with a fierce look on their faces.

Yang Wushu looked at these powerhouses of the Killing Capital with a solemn face, and he could even feel that several of them were actually powerhouses of the same level as himself in this group of people.

Su Yuntao looked at the formation in front of him, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "King of Killing, are you going to violate the rules of the Killing Capital for thousands of years?" Want to start an all-out war with our Martial Spirit Palace? ”

"Young man, I have no intention of being an enemy of the Martial Spirit Palace, but I am not afraid of all threats to this seat!"

Su Yuntao said lightly: "King of Killing, the two of us have reached Baisheng, according to the rules, we have the right to ask for the opening of the Hell Road, since you really don't want it, it doesn't matter, the two of us will leave the Killing Capital now." ”

Before the words fell, Su Yuntao strode forward, and the clouds beckoned Yang Wushu to leave together.

"That's it, since you insist on this, this seat has no choice but to open the road to hell, I hope you won't regret it then!"

The King of Slaughter sighed in his heart, opening the Hell Road was a great loss of strength to the Killing Capital, but the Martial Spirit Hall was powerful after all, and he did not have the strength to violate the rules.

"Lord of Killing, as long as you open the road to hell, even if the two of us fail to get out, this matter has nothing to do with the Killing Capital!"

Instead of responding, the Killing King ordered his law enforcement cronies to leave, and when his own cronies left, a red mist emanated from the Killing King.

What was released from the Killing King's body was not murderous, but a cold and evil aura, and the coldness of this breath made even the bone marrow stiffen.

The evil cold red ripples slowly dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, they had already spread to the entire audience.

The Fallen seated in the audience were all surprisingly excited, and they all wanted to see the legendary Hell Road open. But what they don't know is that the opening of the road to hell will cost them their lives!

The Fallen, who had been cheering wildly, gradually became quiet as the red light fell, and the eyes of each Fallen became glazed.

It didn't take long for the red light emitted by the Killing King to form a huge barrier across the entire Hell Killing Field, and the screams of pain began to be heard by those who first came into contact with the red light.

Affected by the red light, those degenerate seemed to be crazy, desperately scratching their faces and bodies one by one until their flesh and blood were blurred.

There were more and more degenerates who had undergone such changes, and after a while, everyone in the huge hell killing field fell into a huge madness except for Su Yuntao and the king of slaughter.

Although Su Yuntao had expected it, when all this appeared in front of his eyes in person, his heart was still incomparably impacted.

Although he felt that death was the punishment they deserved for these degenerates in the hellish killing fields, when this kind of desperate self-mutilation of thousands of people happened in front of his eyes, anyone with a shred of humanity could not help but be shocked.

The blood of countless degenerates was sprinkled on the ground, and gradually began to condense, and a large amount of blood flowed like a stream down the inconspicuous small pipe under the auditorium to the central field of the killing field.

"Corpses are strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood are flowing!" Yang Wushu sighed.

The collection of a large amount of blood did not spread in a straight line, but gradually converged on the ground into a large blood-red pattern.

This huge blood-red pattern Su Yuntao could see at a glance that this was the true body of the King of Slaughter - the blood-red nine-headed bat king!

"Good luck young Death." The King of Slaughter said lightly.

Su Yuntao sneered, his mental power was fully opened in an instant, and he watched the changes around him with all his body.

Suddenly, a huge red light rose into the sky, instantly enveloping Lin Chen and Yang Invincible, and the two did not choose to resist but adapted to the changes in the red light with all their might.

Gradually, Su Yuntao's powerful spiritual power could not resist the intrusion of red light, and began to gradually dissipate, and everything around him gradually became blurred.

When Su Yuntao came to his senses, he found himself on a circular platform. The platform is only about five meters in diameter.

Everything around him took on a faint blood-red color, constantly trying to invade Lin Chen's mind, and under his feet, except for the circular platform with a diameter of five meters, there was an abyss.

Ahead, however, there was a slender path less than half a foot wide that could only accommodate both feet standing at the same time, leading to the unknown darkness ahead.

"Old Yang!" Su Yuntao shook Yang Invincible's body.

The next moment, Yang Invincible stood up in vain, holding the Soul Breaking Gun and looking around vigilantly, and when he found that the person in front of him was Su Yuntao, he relieved his heart.

"Little monster, why did you wake up before me!" Yang Wushu said suspiciously.

"Lao Yang, so to speak, in fact, my mental power should be stronger than yours."

"Better than me?" Yang Wushu sneered: "Your soul king's spiritual power is stronger than mine, a Soul Douluo? ”

Su Yuntao nodded, in fact, his spiritual power is really stronger than Yang Invincible, although Yang Invincible is a Contra Douluo, his attack power is even stronger than the average Title Douluo.

As the price of adding full points to the attack, except for his slightly better speed, his other attributes are only at the level of the Soul Saint level.

Although Su Yuntao only has five soul rings now, his spiritual power has not only been strengthened by the immortal grass, but also has a 100,000 soul ring soul bone bonus, and the attribute bonuses of his fourth and fifth soul rings are also not to be underestimated.

In this way, one increase and one decrease, Yang Wu's invincible spiritual power is actually not as high as Su Yuntao.

"Lao Yang, take a rest, we will face a real test of life and death later."

Su Yuntao took out a large amount of bacon and sake, even if the situation was dangerous, he always cooked when he should have eaten, and the law he believed in was that he should eat, drink, and not take anything to heart.