Douluo: Don't touch my brother Tang San

Chapter 447 That Beautiful Woman... Her Name Is Bo Saixi!
"Go to the underworld to pass the test of the road to hell, and become a new generation of killing gods." The killing king said, and suddenly a red light flashed on the killing field.

"Killing God! Killing God! Killing God!" All the people in the Slaughter City cheered, and they didn't know what stimulated them at the end.

Break the palm to let the blood flow down, the blood spilled on the ground, and began to condense, a large amount of blood flowed like streams, along the inconspicuous small pipes under the auditorium to the center of the killing field.It was clearly visible that countless meandering red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.

People who come to the city of killing, even if most of them are depraved people, carnival for a lifetime and want to live here for the rest of their lives, but walking out of the city of killing, winning a hundred victories, and becoming a new generation of strong men and a new generation of killing gods they dream.

It's just that becoming a new generation of killing gods is too far away, and it's too difficult to achieve. At this time, they can see with their own eyes the two killing gods who have become a new generation of killing gods through a hundred games. If they can't be excited, it will be unforgettable in this lifetime .

In the end, the Slaughter King also slipped a cut on his palm, and saw the blood flowing down.

"King!" The killing messengers were stunned when they saw it.

In fact, there is no need for their king’s blood to open the road to hell, as long as those present sacrifices are enough, but their king also donated blood, then those present don’t have to die, but just shed some blood .

Seeing that their king had donated blood, the killing envoys couldn't help but also bloodletting after looking at Tang Yan.

In this way, the road to hell in the killing capital can be opened more quickly.

In the future, they will never have to see that difficult little devil again.

For some reason, the killing envoys all felt a bit sad. Their king donated blood, presumably he was the same as them, and never wanted to see that little devil again.

It turned out that their king still remembered what they had sued before, otherwise he would not have been so anxious to send people away.

What a... big misunderstanding...

The blood flowed into the field, but did not spread in a straight line. Grooves appeared on the ground at some point, and the blood flowed into them. Gradually, they converged into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

Tang Yan and Tang San were in this pattern, it was difficult to see its whole picture clearly, only the red light rose sharply, Tang Yan and Tang San felt a force, and subconsciously closed their eyes.

However, they found that the pattern formed by the coagulation of blood turned out to be a creature similar to a bird, but it looked a little strange, not as simple as an ordinary bird.

this……

bat?

"I wish you good luck on the road to hell." Following the words of the King of Slaughter, Tang Yan and Tang San had already disappeared on the killing field.

The person who sacrificed some blood didn't feel anything, the excitement was too late to subside. I don't know if they saw a legendary double god, or the two most powerful left the killing capital. Chengdu can be promoted again, so there is no need to be wary of those two people anymore.

Maybe both!

"The little devil is gone..." Who knows who said something in a daze.

"The little devil is gone! I finally don't need to be clean!"

"Woooooh, those streets in the inner city can finally return to their former splendor!"

"When I saw those avenues, I thought I went to the wrong place." It was too clean, so clean that it didn't fit the style of their killing capital.

Not only the people of the Killing City were happy, but even the service-oriented envoys cheered.

"Finally, I don't have to study those weird dishes!"

"Yes, yes, we can cook whatever we want in the future."

"It's too difficult, why don't you know that it's a good thing that the little devil is gone!"

"We can finally regain the dignity of the Messenger of Slaughter."

The King of Slaughter shook his head when he saw Zi Ming who was about to go crazy and his Killer Messenger. Although that little girl like Tang Yan liked to eat a little bit, it wasn't that exaggerated.

The King of Slaughter left the place quickly, leaving behind the excited subjects and the Slaughter Messenger, but he suddenly felt a void in his mind.

It's not a physical problem, it's... The King of Slaughter looked at the palm that hadn't healed. There was still a lot of blood on it, and the red was black. He felt that the black didn't belong to him, and subconsciously wanted to get rid of it. These black bloodstains.

The Slaughter King quickly returned to his palace, took out a large container, and a voice in his heart told him to get rid of the black blood.

Get rid of get rid of!

The Slaughter King cut his palm again, watching the bright red blood mixed with black blood flow out little by little, he could even feel the black blood struggling!

These black bloods are alive!
The Slaughter King's expression was slight, and he gathered the soul power in his body to fight against the black blood, but what followed was that his head hurt very much, but he felt that this was an opportunity, and he didn't want to send it off.

One, two, three...

The Slaughter King drew bloodstains one after another from his palms to his wrists and arms.

He covered his painful head with one hand, while concentrating on fighting against the surging black blood in his body, forcing them out bit by bit...

Even though his head was sweating profusely and his face was bloodless in the end, the Slaughter King didn't want to give up!

That beautiful woman...

Her name is Bo Saixi!
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(End of this chapter)