Douluo: Traveling through Huo Yuhao, starting with Master Yao

"But this doesn't make sense. Why can the God of Destruction transport me to the selection place of God Shura? And this should be an illusion, right?"

Huo Yuhao could feel it. Although he couldn't see through it, this place should be an illusion.

And it can affect Tang San and Dai Yuhao. Such an illusion is simply unheard of.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao's mind moved. Only then did he notice that his spiritual sea was empty, and the simple black ring between his palms had also disappeared.

In other words, whether it was Yao Lao, Yi Lao, Ice Emperor, Snow Emperor, or Brother Tianmeng, all his cheats had disappeared.

"Could it be that this is a test? But no matter what, we can only take one step at a time."

"Are there any rules that need to be followed here?" Huo Yuhao turned to look at the commentator and asked.

"The biggest rule in the Killing City is that there are no rules. You can do whatever you want in the Killing City. And because there are no rules here, your life is also threatened by others at any time. But there is one thing I must remind you. , it’s not difficult to enter the Killing City, but it’s almost impossible to get out.”

"Why, can't I just go back the same way now?" Huo Yuhao asked with interest.

"Yes, there is a specialized law enforcement team in the Killing City. The terrifying knight Scott you defeated is just an ordinary member of the law enforcement team. The strong ones in the law enforcement team are all given by the King of Slaughter. It consists of Contras who use soul skills, and the leader is a titled Douluo who can use soul skills. Therefore, there is only one way to leave the killing city, and that is to win the championship of the Hell Killing Fields and successfully pass the Hell Road. Only then can you leave the City of Killing. Any strong man like that will be given the title of God of Killing. There have been only eight Gods of Killing in the entire City of Killing for thousands of years."

"Oh, so that's it." Huo Yuhao shrugged and said. "I heard that the owner of the Slaughter City is called the King of Slaughter. If I want to see him, where should I go?"

After hearing Huo Yuhao's words, the expression of the originally calm commentator changed instantly. Although her face was covered with a layer of black gauze, the fear on her face could still be clearly seen.

"Why do you want to see the King of Slaughter?" the commentator said with some stuttering.

"Well, just think of it as a little curiosity of mine." Huo Yuhao said with a smile. "Didn't you say before that you can do anything in the Killing City? Isn't it difficult to meet the King of Killing?"

The commentator glanced at the handsome young man in front of him with some surprise. There was no trace of the ferocious evil or hysteria of the fallen in the Killing City on his body.

Huo Yuhao, who was dressed in white, and the killing city where the soil was soaked with blood seemed to be completely different worlds. But the maid could vaguely feel a trace of powerful power from Huo Yuhao's body.

She had a feeling that the power of the young man in front of her using martial arts and soul skills had not disappeared.

Shaking his head vigorously, the commentator felt that he seemed to be mentally disturbed. The power of suppressing martial spirits and soul skills in the Killing City has been passed down for thousands of years. How old is the young man in front of him? How could he be an exception?

"If you really want to ask, the King of Slaughter has always been in the Hell Killing Fields. If you enter the Hell Killing Fields, you can see him." The commentator said.

"Hell's Killing Fields?" Huo Yuhao nodded. "What is that place?"

"Everyone will be required to enter the Hell Killing Fields once a year, and each time they pass a battle, they can live in the Killing City for another year. If you are not willing to enter the Hell Killing Fields to fight, you can contribute two Bloody Marys every month. You can get the qualification to live in the Killing City," the commentator said.

"Are there any conditions required to enter the Hell Killing Fields?" Huo Yuhao asked again.

"You need a cup of Bloody Mary as a ticket, there are no other conditions." The commentator said.

"But I don't have a Bloody Mary. Do you want me to kill someone here and bleed them on the spot?" Huo Yuhao shook his head and said. "I didn't bring much change of clothes."

The commentator's mouth twitched under the black veil and explained again: "The place we are in now is just the outer city of the killing city, and random killing is prohibited here. Most of these people living in the outer city have little power and want to People who avoid disaster in the killing city. The Hell Killing Fields are located in the inner city. Only the warriors who survive the hell killing are qualified to live in the inner city and enjoy higher-end things. Of course, while enjoying You will face the test of death at any time."

"After all that, we're not going to kill people and let blood flow in the inner city." Huo Yuhao shook his head again and said. "Oh, let's go then. It's a pity that I have new clothes."

"In the Killing City, Bloody Mary is the most precious currency. As long as you can provide Bloody Mary, the Killing City will meet all your needs. Customizing clothes is just a trivial matter," the commentator said.

After walking for more than half an hour, the commentator led Huo Yuhao to a city wall. Compared with the outer wall of the Killing City, this wall does not appear to be high. And obviously, behind this wall is the inner city of the Killing City.

The door to the inner city is wide open, and there are no guards. Of course, there is no need for guards here, because people from the outer city can enter the inner city at any time if they have the courage to challenge the Hell Killing Fields.

The atmosphere in the inner city is completely different from that in the outer city. The outer city is full of the same dead silence, indifference, and numbness as the small town on the ground, while the inner city is full of excited laughter, painful screams, and other things that don't sound very pleasant. The comfortable sound makes people feel like they are in a devil's carnival party in hell.

"Hey, boy, look at your tender skin and tender flesh, you must be a newbie, right?"

Seeing a newcomer coming to the inner city, a small man suddenly walked out of the crowd around him. He stretched out his hand towards Huo Yuhao and said with a sinister smile: "Boy, if you want to have fun entering the inner city, you have to get past me first." This level.”

"Well, there is a commentator following me, do you still want to kill me?" Huo Yuhao said.

"Hey, although the commentator is following you, we won't take action against you now. Instead, we will follow you until your novice protection period has passed. If we try to kill you again, even the commentator won't be able to stop you! "The little man chuckled.

"So that's it, I can still play like this, thank you for reminding me. But although I'm in a good mood today, I don't mind killing two people to relieve my boredom." Huo Yuhao shrugged. "Since you like this, please die quickly. I'm in a hurry."

"Mr. No. 9529, if you take the initiative to provoke, even I have no right to stop them from attacking you." The commentator's expression changed and he said.

"Boy, you're looking for death! Looking at your thin skin and tender flesh, I'll accept your Bloody Mary!"

Sure enough, the little man took out a short knife and charged towards Huo Yuhao with the knife in his backhand.     “Hoo!”

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth and blew out a breath, which turned into a strong wind. And the little man was blown into a white skeleton in this strong wind.

Huo Yuhao waved to the commentator and was about to leave, but the commentator grabbed him: "Won't you put away that man's body?"

"What do I need his body for? He's so ugly, and his bones can't look any better. Besides, I don't have the hobby of collecting those things." Huo Yuhao asked doubtfully.

The instructor's facial muscles twitched: "Didn't you listen to what I explained to you when you came? The currency in the Killing City is human blood and human heads. All items must be traded with these things. And enter the hell to kill. The venue also requires tickets for a Bloody Mary, and you can get it from him.”

"That's it..." Huo Yuhao scratched his head and said. "It's okay, let's talk about it when we get there. This person's blood is gone. If you want the head, you can take it. I don't want to put that kind of thing in my storage soul guide."

"Then what do you eat, where do you live, and what do you do with the daily necessities you use? Haven't you thought about these issues?" the commentator asked doubtfully.

"Don't other people have these things? If I kill him, won't these things belong to me? Why should I bother to trade these things with others?" Huo Yuhao looked at the commentator with eyes like a fool. "But you are right, I still need to prepare these things. If someone offends me next time, I will capture him alive, raise him, and bleed him every day. As long as there are enough people who offend me, I won't Aren’t you worried about running out of money?”

Not only the commentator, but also the people around him, including the man and woman doing sports, looked at Huo Yuhao with ghostly expressions on their faces. What he just said was too cruel, too evil, and too terrifying.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao's terror in their hearts even surpassed that of the master of the Slaughter City, the King of Slaughter.

In a dark and luxuriously decorated room in the Capital of Killing, a woman in black gauze knelt on the ground and said respectfully to the person opposite: "Great King, a strong man with extremely terrifying fighting power has arrived in the Capital of Killing."

"I know that according to the investigation by the people sent out, the entire town above was razed to the ground and is now turned into a glass mirror."

Opposite the woman in black veil is a huge throne, and the chair is covered with magnificent blue and purple crystals. A tall figure sat on that chair, it was the owner of the Killing City, the King of Killing.

"Great King, should we consider absorbing him as a guest in the Slaughter City? The Slaughter City needs such strong men." The woman in black gauze asked.

"There is no need to waste your efforts. This person's cultivation is astonishing. Even if I face him, I am not sure of victory. Let everything take its course. Anyway, these people have only one goal in entering the killing city, to challenge the road to hell. , become the new God of Killing." The King of Killing said solemnly.

"But the appearance of every killing god will cause unpredictable disasters to the killing city. We cannot afford such consequences. How about we arrange for him to face the other two newcomers? What do you think?"

The Slaughter King waved his robe sleeves, and the woman in black gauze instantly flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground hard, with blood coming out of her mouth.

"I'm warning you, don't be too smart! Let the three of them fight, it's a feast that can only be opened by the last hell killing. If you let them meet in advance, there will be no fun at all, do you understand?" The King of Slaughter said sternly.

"Yes." The woman in black gauze knelt on the ground, not daring to say another word.

"Nine-five-two-seven, nine-five-two-eight, nine-five-two-nine, what do you three want to do when you come to my city of killing?"

"Ahead is the killing field of hell." The commentator pointed to a building in the distance and said.

It was a non-standard black cone-shaped building, covering an area similar to Mingde Hall, and its location was the center of the entire killing city.

"What should I do after I get in?" Huo Yuhao asked with some confusion.

"After you enter, you sign up with your ID card and then wait for the game to start. However, please note that during the waiting period before the game starts, you are not allowed to fight each other. After the game starts, ten people, including you, will enter the killing field together. In the competition, you just need to ensure that you survive, and there is only one place for each group to survive." The commentator explained.

"Then what do they call a champion?" Huo Yuhao continued to ask.

"If you participate in a hundred games without dying, you will be the champion. And people who have won fifty games in a row will not be matched together, so you don't have to worry about the two of us meeting in the future. But we still try to stagger the time now. It's better to participate in the competition, I don't want to face you." The commentator laughed.

"Well, let's see you later." Huo Yuhao nodded and said. "Oh, by the way, give me your hand."

"Ah?" The commentator was stunned when he heard this, but still subconsciously handed his hand to Huo Yuhao.

"There is a kind of poison in the air of the killing city. This toxin will combine with the murderous aura in the body, making people become more and more excited and depraved. And according to my estimation, within the food and drink here, It also has the same poison, because I also smelled this smell in the blood of the person I just killed." Huo Yuhao explained, and pressed his right hand on the commentator's pulse.

Suddenly, a red and blue flame spread from the docent's palm to the meridians around his body, instantly refining the toxins hidden in her body.

Feeling the hot flames in his body, the commentator's expression suddenly changed. After looking around, he asked Huo Yuhao in a low voice: "Mr. 9529, your power has not been sealed?"

"Haha, it's just some flames. The basic use of elements has nothing to do with soul skills." Huo Yuhao said with a slight smile. "But since you asked, it doesn't matter if I tell you that my skills have indeed not failed in the Killing City."

"How is this possible?" the commentator said in confusion.

"At the same level, the power of one domain cannot stop the power of another domain." Huo Yuhao shrugged, said something that puzzled the commentator, and then walked towards the interior of the Hell Killing Fields.

But in the same place, only the commentator was left. His expression changed many times, and he could not speak for a long time. (End of chapter)