Douluo: Steal Tang San's luck and become stronger!

Chapter 226 The Killing Fields of Hell! Soul bones as a lure!

coincidentally.

After Tang Chen was controlled by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, the Killing God Domain evolved into the Killing Domain, which had the effect of prohibiting the use of soul skills.

so.

This killing city prohibits the use of soul skills. Is it actually covered by a huge killing field?

Tang Lan's visual inspection just now showed that the entire Killing City was only slightly larger than Tiandou City.

Maintaining such a large-scale killing field has lasted for thousands of years.

this.

God King Shura is so terrifying!

"I don't like the smell here very much." Snow Emperor frowned and said, "I'm going back first."

"Me too." Ice Emperor followed.

After Tang Lan nodded, he went back to his spiritual world.

Tang Hao also explained briefly.

"There are only two things you need to pay attention to."

"There are law enforcement officers in the city. They have the permission of the King of Slaughter and can use soul skills freely. The lowest is a Contra, and the leader is a titled Douluo."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San.

"Don't provoke them, otherwise I won't save you."

As for Tang Lan, he didn't say much.

Although soul skills are not allowed to be used here, soul rings can be displayed.

So the ring explosion can still be used.

Tang Lan now has a million-year soul ring, as well as a 70-year-old one and a 40-year-old one.

If this explodes.

Tang Hao wasn't even sure whether his full-strength blow was as powerful as Tang Lan's?

He continued to introduce——

"Other than that, it's the difference between the inner and outer cities."

"In the outer city of the Killing City, all fighting is prohibited. Violators will be executed on the spot by law enforcement officers in the city."

"In the inner city of the Killing City, people inside can fight to their heart's content. Even brothers here cannot be trusted absolutely."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San again.

This made Tang San feel very strange.

"Dad, why do you look at me like this?"

"I definitely believe in my brother!"

Tang Hao sneered.

He was reminding Tang Lan that he can't trust you, a little loser!

I believe Tang Lan can understand, and Tang Hao won't talk nonsense.

"Let's go, you're in a hurry, go directly to the killing fields of hell."

Tang Lan nodded happily, which was exactly what he wanted.

Tang Hao and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger walked on the road without any concealment.

People along the way gave way, not even daring to take a second look.

That's called a majestic one.

"It seems that Dad has killed a lot of people in the past ten months." Tang Lan joked: "Looking at them one by one, I just wet my pants."

"Aren't you feeding souls to you?" Tang Hao said angrily: "The King of Slaughter has been looking for me several times. If you don't come, it's time for me to leave."

Tang Lan shrugged.

This king of killing is quite stingy.

Just don't know.

If it were Tang Lan who killed randomly, how would the King of Slaughter behave?

Quite looking forward to it.

At this time.

Tang San came closer and said——

"Brother, there is something wrong with that underworld dew. It can confuse people's minds and confuse their internal energy. Although you are immune to all poisons, it is best to drink less."

Tang Lan nodded in agreement.

The raw material of Huangquan Dew is human blood, but its source is the bloody river of the Killing City.

There is a chronic poison in it that can control people's hearts.

It was the blood-red nine-headed bat king that parasitized on Tang Chen's body. It was specially created using its own abilities to control the killing city.

It's weird if it's good.

‘But the underworld dew can be absorbed by the evil eye. ’

‘I wonder if the evil eye can swallow this blood-red nine-headed bat king? ’

‘It would be easy if I could. ’

Thinking room.

Three people and one tiger came to the killing field of hell.

There is Tang Hao, the God of Killing.

The guard at the door didn't even dare to ask for the "ticket" to enter, and simply gave way to the passage.

Go inside.

The noisy heat wave rushed towards us, and a group of people in different costumes cheered wantonly.

“Kill him!”     “Aim at the vital point!”

"Seal your throat with a sword, well done!"

"What a beautiful girl, what a shame."

The layout of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, the arena below is experiencing a huge melee, move straight to the point, fight for your life!

Tang San was frightened to see it!

"This is the killing field of hell." Tang Hao explained: "In every melee of 10 people, only one winner will survive in the end."

"If I want to get the title of God of Killing, I have to win 100 times in a row."

"That's 900 kills."

Tang Lan already knew the rules and didn't show much performance.

Tang San's eyelids twitched!

So bloody?

Look down again.

The remaining two people are all seven-ring soul saints.

Even if the soul skill is blocked,

Tang San still felt extremely stressed when he thought about his own Fourth Ring Soul Sect going up!

this.

How to fight?

Not to mention that he only had more than a month left to return to Poseidon Island to complete Poseidon's Light.

otherwise

"Bam—"

His brain will blossom.

"Brother!" Tang San said anxiously: "Is it really possible to win 100 consecutive victories in more than a month?"

Tang Lan smiled.

"You're a bit wrong, mistress."

Just as the battle ended next time, a beast spirit soul saint killed his opponent at the cost of serious injuries.

Tang Lan stepped on the ice sword and flew downwards.

Without looking back——

"The time I set for myself is to pass the test in ten days."

He landed directly in the killing field of hell, without any mask, revealing his childish but handsome face.

Wave again.

A total of ten soul bones exuding the aura of ten thousand years were floating around him.

He faced the crowd around him and was full of provocation.

Although he didn't speak.

But they all understood what he meant.

——Young master, I have ten thousand-year-old soul bones. They belong to whoever kills me.

Of the 99% outlaws present, which one came in voluntarily?

They were all forced to escape when they had no choice but to escape.

Simply put - these are a bunch of rubes.

Have you ever seen such a battle?

Immediately, nine greedy people jumped directly into the killing field of hell.

Anyone who is a step too late will beat their chests and sigh.

Such a great opportunity, why is it so late?

Then he sat down and got ready to watch the show.

There are ten soul bones, and there is only one winner in the end.

No matter whether he absorbs it on the spot or not, he will eventually leave the killing fields of hell, right?

But the outside is the inner city, you can take action at will!

It is still unclear whose hands this soul bone will ultimately fall into.

The staff responsible for hosting the event were also very straightforward.

Directly announced: "The killing begins!"

The words fell.

The nine people in the hell killing field did not rush towards Tang Lan, but began to fight against each other nearby.

——Once the hell killing field is opened, only one out of ten people can survive.

Even if the soul bone is snatched, it cannot be absorbed immediately and converted into combat power.

The right way is to kill the powerful opponent first.

For a while.

Tang Lan, this "little baby", was ignored by no one.

He was also happy with it.

Sit on the mountain nearby and watch the tiger fight, and feel the brutality of the fight up close.

He wants to do a test.

Look at what others have killed. Can the evil eye absorb the breath of death?

　I feel a little uncomfortable today, so I’ll update the basics~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)