Douluo's Summoner

Chapter 92 Hell Killing Field
Letting go, Mu Qing got up, got out of bed, sat down on the sofa, silently took out a bottle of fruit wine, pulled off the lid, and took a few sips.Only then did I slow down.

Shuangxiu with Zhu Zhuqing is a fundamentally different concept than the two sisters Mu Chun and Mu Xia.Those two sisters had low cultivation bases, and most of them were trained by Mu Qing, and their own strength grew very slowly.However, Zhu Zhuqing was different.Today's Zhu Zhuqing, a level 51 soul king, is basically the same as Mu Qing in basic strength.Therefore, the energies of the two people were mixed together, and when the cycle was running, Mu Qing's strength would also be blessed by Zhu Zhuqing, that speed, even if the speed of cultivation was suppressed in the killing capital, it was already very fast.

The violent increase in soul power puts a lot of pressure on Mu Qing even today.

On the bed, Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened his eyes, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he let out a sigh of relief.Turning his head, he looked at Mu Qing with burning eyes, his black and white eyes were full of eagerness to try.

And she finally understood why Sister Mu Chun was reluctant to part with Mu Qing.In this world where strength is the most important thing, there is basically no one who can speed up the cultivation of soul power except Mu Qing.What's more, double cultivating with Mu Qing can also increase the strength of the physical body.You must know that Mu Qing's current golden 'Zhen Qi' will inadvertently increase the strength of her physical body every time it circulates for a week.If it goes on like this, maybe, when Zhu Zhuqing reaches the seventieth level, he will be able to try to absorb a 10-year spirit ring.

Jumping off the bed, Zhu Zhuqing sat in front of Mu Qing, looking him up and down.Hesitation!

Mu Qing smiled brightly, waved his hands, and said, "I just thought of this method not long ago. I originally wanted to try it with you, but you know, I was hunted down by Sword Douluo! Later, when I arrived at Wu Soul City, I bought Sister Mu Chun, thinking, try first, if it works, I will double cultivate with you!"

Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, I didn't mean that!"

"That?"

"You can enter or not exit the Slaughter City, have you thought about the future?" Zhu Zhuqing suddenly changed the subject and said!
Mu Qing turned his head and looked out of the window, which was in the direction of the inner city.When I read books before, I knew that there is a place where there is no order.He looked at the inner city, and said faintly, "Go to the killing field of hell! After winning a hundred games and killing 900 people, you will be eligible to take the road to hell, and the road to hell is the only way to leave the city of killing." place."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Mu Qing's side face, his eyes were a little burning, his heart was pounding, and he didn't hear what Mu Qing said at all.Just return to "Okay!"

Mu Qing withdrew his gaze and looked at her again.

Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly lowered her head and remained silent.

Mu Qing was thinking about other things and didn't care. He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, lowered his head, stretched out his hands, and put them in front of his eyes.He carefully looked at the pair of clean hands.A trace of deep sadness flashed in his eyes.

In his previous life, although he did not do well, he still died young.However, he didn't actually complain.Because he knows that if he doesn't mix well, it's because he doesn't have the ability.

And what about this life?Obviously there is a chance, and I can finally become a master, but why is this road so bumpy and so many obstacles?

These hands, they never even killed a chicken in their previous life, but in this life, they are destined to be soaked in blood, how ridiculous?

Putting down her hands, Mu Qing raised her head and said, "Zhuqing, let's go!"

"Ah?" Zhu Zhuqing raised his head in panic.She just wasn't in the mood at all.

Mu Qing frowned, then smoothed it off, and said with a smile, "Let's go!"

"Oh!" Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly got up and put on his hood.

Go downstairs and go out.

Turn around and close the courtyard door.Mu Qing took out a lock from the ring and locked the door.Then he pulled up the hood, tightened it tightly, and took Zhu Zhuqing to the inner city.

On the central street, there are sluggish, lingering dregs everywhere.They contribute two Bloody Marys a day, and they can live here forever.However, they couldn't grab a house, and they couldn't earn food, so they could only live from day to day.As for the food in the killing capital?hey-hey.Let you eat vomit meat!
Every moment, the city is dying, and the blood of the dead is being made into a Bloody Mary, so what about the corpses?Naturally turned into food.

Come to the gate of the inner city.Mu Qing ignored the guard's pitiful eyes and strode in.

In an instant, the silent fight came into view in an instant.

The bright red color is the theme of the inner city.Although not a single drop of blood would fall on the ground, as far as the eye could see, it was all this color.

Stopping in his tracks, Mu Qing slowly pulled out his long sword, casually held a sword flower in his hand, and led Zhu Zhuqing, who also took out his long sword, towards the killing field of hell.

At this moment, a pair of blood-red eyes instantly caught Mu Qing's eyes.He frowned slightly, and as soon as he sent the long sword, those eyes dimmed in an instant!

Take back the long sword.Mu Qing drooped his eyelids, countless blood all over his body, along certain established tracks, slowly flowed into his identity token.But the token of the dead man was put away by the guards standing by the roadside.And these tokens will be recovered by blood and sent to the next person cleanly.

In the sound of trampling footsteps.Mu Qing finally came to the hell killing field.With a hand in his hand, the long sword that does not stain blood instantly returned to its sheath.

The guard of the killing field in hell, holding the long knife at his waist, slowly greeted him.

Mu Qing flicked his hand around his waist, took out his identity token, and flicked it on the table at the door, the two empty wine glasses were instantly filled with blood-red Bloody Marys.The guard nodded and looked at Zhu Zhuqing again.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't do anything, there was no blood in the token.

Mu Qing filled two cups again, and then led Zhu Zhuqing into the killing field of hell.And a cup of Bloody Mary needs [-] milliliters of blood, four cups, two thousand, half a life, but just an admission ticket.

Through the long corridor, the two finally came to the killing field of hell.

What the Colosseum was like in the Middle Ages, the Killing Fields of Hell are similar.Facing the corridor is the high and mighty throne of the King of Slaughter.

Between the throne and the corridor is a huge soul fighting arena, and the surrounding area is densely packed with audience seats.And the huge hell killing field can fully seat tens of thousands of spectators.

Of course, at this moment, the auditorium was not full, only a few people were scattered here and there.

Finding a seat at random, Mu Qing looked towards the field, where the killing had already begun.

Unlike other places, in the killing fields of hell, blood never needs to be recycled.All the fresh blood will flow slowly along the patterns on the soul fighting field, and finally, gather at the bottom of the soul fighting field.And what's underneath?I think everyone knows it.

(End of this chapter)