The killing fields of hell.

puff!
With a muffled sound, Ye Qiu had crushed the last opponent.

Even if it's him.
At this time, he couldn't help but raise his hands high.

Unreservedly releasing the terrifying and bloody smell of killing all over his body.

The eyes were red.

One hundred games! One year!
The agreement with them was finally completed.

An almost substantial murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air.

Around the big grounds.
A large number of spectators were shocked by the huge murderous aura released by Ye Qiu.

It became silent and broke out in cold sweat.

The three words "blood Shura" are like the symbol of death.

Every weakling trembled a little when facing Ye Qiu.

because
Don't know when it started.

No one of Ye Qiu's opponents could leave a whole body behind.

Even the head.

life or death
Ye Qiu would always stomp on every enemy's head.

To ensure and celebrate their victory.

It's even more unexpected.
In this last game, Ye Qiu even tore his opponent to pieces.

Murderous intent and strength may not be directly proportional.

But at this time Ye Qiu
But it is an opponent that no one in the Killing City wants to face.

"Congratulations, young Blood Shura King."

Deep and sharp sounds suddenly came from all directions.

Ye Qiu couldn't help but frown.

The murderous aura released from his body poured back the moment the sound sounded!

was pressed back into his body.

Ye Qiu's face turned ugly and a little pale.

As this voice sounded
The atmosphere in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly rose to the extreme.

In mid-air, a blood-red figure was slowly falling from the sky.

"The King of Killing, the King of Killing, the King of Killing...!"

The fallen ones shouted hoarsely, but had no intention of stopping.

Ye Qiu felt awe-inspiring
He looked towards the scarlet figure in mid-air.

It was a tall man.

His whole body was wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

Pale face, a pair of completely blood red eyes.

The body slowly descends from the air, as if it does not need to be restricted by gravity at all.

the identity of this person.

Ye Qiu knew very well that this was his inevitable target.

Just because he is Tang Chen.
Moreover, the most important thing in inheriting the Shura God, the Shura Divine Sword, is in his hand.

Suspended in mid-air five meters above the ground.

The King of Killing stopped his descent.

Looking down at Ye Qiu from the air, the low but sharp voice sounded again.

His eyes fell on the viewing platform of the Hell Killing Fields.

"I am very happy to witness the birth of a strong man in the killing field again today."

"The Yum that has not appeared for decades has been revealed in a young man. His strength and terrifying murderous intent make you tremble, right? My people."

"Yes Yes Yes--"

The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm.

All degenerates will have an almost crazy worship after seeing him.

from him
Ye Qiu could smell a faint sweet smell that was disgusting to normal people.

But for the city of killing
This smell is undoubtedly intoxicating.

Unfortunately, for him, this impact is not very big.

The King of Slaughter lowered his head.

Look at Ye Qiu.

"Yum, great!"

"In order to commend your achievements, I have decided to grant you the title of God of Killing."

Hear the words.

Ye Qiu sneered in his heart.

He will never give up on the road to hell.
He bluntly refused:
"No need! I prefer the title given by myself to the title given by others."

The King of Slaughter's eyes narrowed.

"You don't know the horror of the road to hell. I hope you understand that a person's life is only once." "In the city of killing, are you talking to me about the value of life?"

Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with teasing and a bit of bloodthirsty.

A stronger bloody light flashed from the eyes of the King of Slaughter.

His eyes were locked on Ye Qiu.

"Are you sure you won't consider it again?"

Ye Qiu sneered, shook his head, and said calmly:

"Let's act according to the original rules of the Killing City."

Circles of light red halos were released from the Slaughter King.

If it weren't for some scruples in my heart
He had already casually killed the young man in front of him.

With Ye Qiu's current strength, he was just like an ant in front of him.

But he can't do that.

Because he was afraid that the city of killing would be destroyed because of this.

Although this dark world has some advantages, if he offends the people behind him...
Then, there is some uncertainty.

After pondering for a moment, the Slaughter King finally surrendered.

"In that case, I would like to congratulate you in advance for passing the test of Hell Road and becoming a new generation of God of Killing."

"In addition, please also say hello to your elders on my behalf."

The Slaughter King's tone turned cold.

Even with a hint of irony.

Is it true that even cats and dogs can navigate the road to hell?

Thick red mist.
Suddenly released from the King of Slaughter, the huge aura forced Ye Qiu to retreat.

He retreated for tens of meters before regaining his footing.

What the King of Slaughter released was not murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura.

A cold that makes one's bones stiffen!
In almost the blink of an eye, it had spread to the entire place.

The fallen were all surprisingly excited
Hope to see Hell Road open.

Ye Qiu was very calm.

He knew that the red light released from the King of Slaughter was not directed at him.

Instead, he headed towards the surrounding stands.

The fallen who were cheering wildly became quiet as the red light descended.

Each of the Fallen's eyes became glazed over.

It doesn't take long for it to turn from sluggish to red with blood, and it becomes that red light-shaped barrier.
When the entire hell killing field is wrapped up.

The painful screams kept ringing out
Those degenerates have gone crazy and are desperately grabbing their faces and bodies.
The screams seemed to contain extremely exciting pleasure.

Those fallen weaklings who are not bad at all
It seems that I have gained unlimited enjoyment in this process of self-abuse.

The skin rolled and blood spurted out!

They even had their own internal organs ripped out of their bodies.

It will not stop until the end of life.

Look at this bloody scene.

Ye Qiu's body was filled with murderous aura, and there were faint signs of losing control.

Blood fell to the ground and began to condense.

A large amount of blood flowed along the auditorium toward the killing field like streams.

"It is their honor to be the sacrifice that opens the road to hell."

The deep voice of the Slaughter King sounded.

At this time, the screams had gradually stopped, except for Ye Qiu, the killing king.

There seems to be no one alive here anymore.

Blood flowed into the field.

It does not spread in a straight line.

On the ground, grooves appeared at some point.

Blood flow was injected into it, and gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

It is a bird-like creature.

It just looks a little strange, not as simple as an ordinary bird.

Because it's a bat!
Suddenly, the bat's eyes lit up.

A huge red light rose into the sky.

In an instant, Ye Qiu's body was swept away.

All surrounding perceptions become blurred.

Only the deep and sharp voice of the Slaughter King echoed in my ears.

"Good luck on the road to hell."

(End of this chapter)

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