With the call of the King of Slaughter, the eyes of countless fallen people were projected.

Under their gaze, the entrance to the Hell Killing Ground in that section slowly opened, and Fang Yuan's figure came into everyone's eyes.

At this moment, Fang Yuan did not wear the casual robe of the outside world, but put on the scarlet armor that he had fought in the Hell Killing Field.

With his long black hair draped behind him and black rubber gloves on his hands, he looked as if he was going to fight rather than a ritual.

But everyone didn't have any doubts, because for them, Fang Yuan's outfit was the most familiar to them.

Completed the appearance of Yum in the Hell Killing Field, killing Shura!

"Kill Shura! Kill Shura! Kill Shura! ”

The shouts made the Fallen hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping, whether it was the killing of Shura or the King of Slaughter, for them, there was a feeling of worship that bordered on madness.

"Kill Shura!"

The King of Slaughter looked at Fang Yuan, he raised his hands, as if hugging Fang Yuan in the sky, and like a bloody angel descending from the sky, giving Fang Yuan the blessing of supreme power.

"From now on, you will bathe in the bloody glory of the Killing Capital and become the Holy Son of my Killing Capital, are you willing?"

"I do!"

Fang Yuan held his head high, looking up at the King of Killing, his handsome face showing a resolute look.

"Kill Shura! Kill Shura! Kill Shura! ”

The cheers of the fallen around him grew louder and louder, and as Fang Yuan said the words of willingness, the body of the Killing King above the heavenly dome suddenly burst out with endless blood-colored light.

The vast aura made countless people tremble, and on the high platform in the distance, the four women were all under this momentum, their faces turned pale with fright, and even Fang Yuan frowned slightly, feeling a huge pressure.

He could feel that what was released from the Killing King's body was not murderous, but an extremely evil aura, a cold that made the bone marrow stiffen.

He had felt this murderous aura before.

It was the day when he completed the Killing Field Hundred Victories, and the two gods came together!

That's right, the aura released from the Killing King's body at this moment is exactly the same as the aura of the Twin Gods Divine Examination that day, but it has been weakened countless times.

Bloody, evil, cold!

It's as if two completely different, but very similar forces have been forcibly kneaded together.

Fortunately, the aura of the Killing King was not aimed at Fang Yuan, but towards the surrounding stands.

The Fallen who were originally cheering wildly gradually became quiet as the red light landed on the viewing platform, and even their eyes gradually became dull, and then slowly became congested and turned red.

In just a few breaths, the blood-red light released by the King of Slaughter formed a huge barrier on the entire Hell Killing Field, and those degenerates who were touched by the blood-red barrier and enveloped in it let out a terrible scream!

Under the influence of the red light, the degenerate seemed to be insane, desperately clutching their faces, their bodies, their flesh, and even their internal organs......

A disgusting scene appeared in front of him, the big and small cats on the high platform widened their eyes, their eyes were full of fear, and Huo Yun's face was even pale, and they leaned directly to the side and retched!

Fang Yuan's face was expressionless, he had already seen countless bloody pictures in the Killing Capital, and such a picture could no longer shake his heart.

As the Fallen slaughtered each other, the blood scattered to the ground, converging into streams, along the countless furrow-shaped grooves of the Hell Killing Fields, into the small holes under the rings, and finally converging into a giant bat pattern on the ground.

In the next second, a red light shone out from the bat's eyes and soared into the sky!

The red light shone dazzlingly, and a deep dark channel gradually condensed and formed in the red light, appearing in front of Fang Yuan's eyes.

"Holy Son."

The King of Slaughter looked at Fang Yuan: "Come on!" ”

"Okay."

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and under the gaze of everyone, he stepped into the dark passage.

Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuyun and others on the high platform held their jade hands lightly, with nervousness and worry in their eyes.

Their attitude towards this guy who forcibly occupied his body and mind is extremely complicated.

Angry?

That's for sure, anyone who goes from a daughter to someone else's slave overnight, this strong contrast is unacceptable to anyone.

But if it's hatred, it's not at all.

Because Fang Yuan's did indeed change their fate and saved them from fire and water.

But in any case, they know one thing in their hearts.

That is, in this world full of killing and depravity, the only thing they can rely on is Fang Yuan!

"Holy Son, I am sure that I will be able to return safely......"

The kitten murmured.

The nightingale on the side nodded heavily: "Of course, he is our holy son!" ”

……

The moment he stepped into that dark passage, Fang Yuan felt that everything around him had become illusory, and all his perceptions had been completely closed at this moment.

The taste was absolutely unpleasant, the endless darkness bound him, and there was even an extreme tingling sensation that hit his skin.

It's the blood-colored aura that is corroding his own body!

Fang Yuan's heart sank.

These blood-colored breaths are the special power of the King of Killing, and ordinary people are almost certain to die, just like those fallen who have turned into sacrifices, only the God of Killing who has completed a hundred victories and accumulated countless murderous qi can be spared.

But Fang Yuan's murderous aura had already been absorbed into the pupil power space by his writing wheel eyes!

The tingling sensation continued to come from his skin, but after a few breaths, Fang Yuan's skin began to be damaged, but in the next second, the red gold color flashed under his damaged skin, and the broken wound was repaired in an instant.

The power of the immortal grass in his body was resisting the invasion of the blood-colored aura, although the flesh was undamaged, but the corroded pain was real.

"You girl, you shrunk in it and make hair, come out and resist it!"

Fang Yuan's heart was full of fucks, wanting to release the murderous aura in his pupil power space to resist the erosion of the bloody aura.

But that murderous aura was like a frightened domestic cat, shrinking in the pupil space, completely ignoring Fang Yuan.

In desperation, Fang Yuan could only bite the bullet and forcibly use his own body to resist the erosion of this blood-colored aura.

In the dim space, only the light of blood and the light of red gold were seen shining alternately, and they were divided into courts.

It wasn't until the surrounding space trembled violently that the blood-colored aura around him gradually faded.

"Is it finally over......"

Fang Yuan stood up with some trembling, his skin had been completely corroded, so much so that he looked like a bloody man at this moment.

But in a few breaths, the white skin, which even women would be extremely envious and jealous of, has regrown.

His gaze fell on the narrow Hell Road, Fang Yuan took a deep breath, stepped on the ghost shadow, and swept towards the direction of the narrow extension of the Hell Road at great speed.