Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 223 Congratulations, the King of Slaughter is born.

Hearing this, Wang Mo suddenly looked up to the sky.

I saw the King of Slaughter dressed in blood red, who had already come to the sky above his head before he knew it.

Gravity seems to have no effect on it.

Ping Xu Yufeng slowly walked down from the sky above, as if there were steps in the void for him to step on.

"The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter!"

After a brief silence, more deafening shouts suddenly sounded from the surrounding audience stands.

There is fanaticism and madness in the eyes of these fallen people, like holy believers.

Wang Mo admitted that this dark gold nine-headed Bat King still has something to offer in terms of pretense.

Well, a little something but not much.

The reason why the people in the surrounding stands behaved like this is probably largely due to the influence of the Bloody Mary they drank in their stomachs.

Of course, it is not ruled out that they are really fanatics.

Who knows.

"I'm very happy to see the birth of the strong Yum in the Hell Killing Fields after decades."

The Slaughter King slowly walked to Wang Mo's side, turned around and looked at the hundreds of spectators in the surrounding stands, with his hands spread out in a hug.

"Congratulations, my people, the King of Slaughter is born. He is a strong man who has gone through hundreds of bloody battles without losing a single defeat. He is a true warrior who thrives on killing. At this moment, history will turn over. A new chapter!"

The voice fell.

A burst of shouts overturning the dome immediately followed.

"Little devil! Little devil! Little devil!"

The shouts at the scene lasted for at least 3 minutes, and then the King of Slaughter slowly raised his bloodless white palm, making the entire killing field of hell 'calm down' again.

Turning its head to look at Wang Mo standing beside him, its eyes were shining with a faint light.

"Although I already knew the answer from you before, outstanding talents always make me persevere. I will ask again for the last time, young little devil, would you like to join my team?"

Wang Mo came to the capital of killing, from the beginning to the end, he came for the domain of killing gods, and he was about to succeed, but this bat wanted him to give up?
This is simply not possible!

"Thank you for the invitation, but my goal has not changed from the beginning to the end."

Taking a deep look at Wang Mo, the Slaughter King stared into the other's clear eyes, feeling extremely annoyed in his heart.

Twice!
It tried to control the opponent twice today, but both times ended in failure!
There is actually someone in this world who can resist the toxin control of the Bloody Mary it produced!

"In this case, let's go on the road, young devil, I will start this final trial full of blood and killing for you."

A flash of regret suddenly flashed in his gloomy eyes, and the Slaughter King swung the cloak behind him, no longer holding on, and circles of light red halos on his body continued to spread towards the surroundings.

If the opponent was just an ordinary person, it would have already killed him.

But knowing Bibi Dong and the name of that extremely annoying angel who made bats sick, such a person must not be killed.

It does not dare to gamble, nor can it afford to gamble.

The only thing I can pray for now is to hope that the other party will not be able to walk through hell and die on the road.

A layer of thick blood mist full of evil spirit, together with those light red halos, quickly rushed towards the fallen people on the audience stage.

In just a few blinks of an eye, it has spread across the audience.

Not only these degenerates, but also the staff of Hell Slaughtering Fields, several staff members in black armor who wanted to witness the birth of the God of Killing, and the girl with black silk leading the way were all shrouded in it.

The fanatical and crazy shouts at the scene gradually disappeared as the blood mist spread.

Instead, there were giddy laughter and painful wailing that made the scalp tingle.

I saw the people on the stage around the audience, all with dull eyes, crazily self-mutilating, they kept grabbing their faces and bodies, even though their stomachs were smashed and their internal organs flowed out, they still kept moving.

They had bright smiles on their faces, even though they kept crying out in pain, they were still smiling.

It didn't stop until his own consciousness dissipated.

This hellish scene made Wang Mo's pupils shrink slightly for a moment, and he glanced calmly at the Slaughter King with a calm face beside him.

There is no doubt that all of this is the masterpiece of the person next to him.

Blood flowed all over the place.

Along the many inconspicuous pipes on the ground of the auditorium, all of them flowed and converged to the center of the killing field.

That is where Wang Mo and the King of Slaughter are standing at this time,
do not know when.

On the ground where the two stand, there are also some complex grooves, which are connected with each other to form a huge pattern.

A pattern of a vampire bat.

With the injection of blood flowing down from the surrounding audience stands, the whole pattern suddenly became vivid and lifelike.

"Young little devil, I wish you good luck!"

The deep voice of the Slaughter King suddenly rang in his ears, and Wang Mo turned his head to look, only to see that it had gone from the field to the audience stage at some point.

Followed by.

In the eyes of the dark red bat pattern on the ground, two brand-new red lights suddenly flashed, and a tyrannical wave of mental power instantly covered the entire audience.

Caught off guard, Wang Mo felt as if someone had hit his head with a heavy hammer, and his headache was about to split.

next moment.

The down-to-earth feeling under his feet suddenly disappeared, and Wang Mo felt as if he was falling rapidly.

The murderous aura condensed on his body due to this year's killing was naturally transformed into a faint white energy, which wrapped his own body in it.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe it was the effort of a cup of tea, or just a few breaths, the feeling of headache suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, Wang Mo found himself falling on a circular platform about five meters away.

All around was blood red.

Apart from the five-meter platform he was on now, there was a path less than half a foot wide in front of him.

The left and right sides are empty, nothing.

As for the bottom, at a depth of a thousand meters, the bubbling crimson liquid is constantly churning.

Bloody Marys, all Bloody Marys!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Mo summoned the Tetanus Blade of the Martial Soul and completed the possession of the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul at the same time, without paying attention to the environment on the scene.

Because he knew there was something here, Wang Mo didn't pause at all.

The figure flashed.

Directly flew towards the end of the path and quickly flew past.

Swish~!

The passing figure brought a slight wind, causing some vampire bats hanging in the darkness at the top to open their eyes.

They flapped their wings and chased after them.

(End of this chapter)