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Chapter 190 Killing God

The explosion lasted for about tens of seconds, giving people the feeling that the doomsday was coming, the sky was falling apart, and the bright light was like white paint, painting the dark sky again.

The spectators were dizzy and had hearing problems. There were constant murmurs in their ears, and their heads were dizzy, as if they had been hit hard by a ball stick.

After a while, the light gradually dimmed, and the darkness came back, eroding the world again. Just when people thought it was all right, a gust of wind burst in like a galaxy bursting its embankment, hitting all directions.

Screams sounded, the wind was really strong, flying sand and rocks, the person sitting in the front row of the auditorium was inattentive, was blown away, and fell like a dumpling, grinning in pain, his unlucky bones were broken several times Gen, lay on the ground and twitched, unable to get up.

In the storm, Chen Xichuan's figure slowly emerged, he was still hanging in the air with his sword on his feet, his white robe was clean, better than the snow in winter.

His face was calm, like an ancient well, his eyes were drooping, his indifferent eyes looked down, his right hand was holding the red sword of killing immortals, it was a materialized killing intent, extremely terrifying, just looking at it made people shudder .

The big collision ended, and the seven crusaders were very miserable, each injured and covered in blood.

A few people knelt down on the ground, bleeding from seven orifices, and suffered severe trauma. Many parts of their body were pierced by sword energy, like a sack leaking air, and their breath was sluggish.

"How could he be so strong...he is just a soul sect!"

A crusader clutched his chest, spoke with difficulty, his eyes were filled with fear, he spat out a mouthful of blood after speaking, and his face turned pale.

Zhou Fei kept silent, but from his trembling body, it could be seen that he was very scared inside, and was shrouded in a haze.

He never expected that Chen Xichuan could really change the entire battle situation by himself, and use the cultivation of the Soul Sect to fight against the seven soul kings. This is so freaking abnormal. There has never been a similar case in the history of Douluo Continent.

Ordinary geniuses are basically crushing people of the same realm, so that they are rarely rivals among their peers.

There are a few geniuses who can leapfrog and confront opponents. Most of these people are endowed with extraordinary talents and excellent martial arts.

And like Chen Xichuan, he has obviously surpassed the ranks of geniuses, genius is not enough to describe him, he is a veritable monster, evildoer.

Fighting across levels in the same realm is not easy, but the difficulty is not particularly high. What is really difficult is fighting across borders.

People with this level of strength are nothing more than the pride of heaven, the future overlord of the continent.

Chen Xichuan confronted the seven crusaders alone, fighting across borders, many of whom were middle-ranked soul kings. In the end, not only did he not fail, but he won the head-to-head confrontation. It can be seen how great his potential is.

The wind gradually stopped, and there were thousands of ditches and ravines in the spacious arena. At a glance, no one was intact. The auditorium was in a mess. Fortunately, the law enforcement officers came forward in time to stabilize the situation.

The two law enforcers were wearing armor, looking solemnly at the field, to be precise, looking at Chen Xichuan, deep fear flashed in their eyes, and they couldn't help swallowing.

"Where did this person come from? Have you found his footsteps?"

A hoarse voice came from a tall law enforcement officer. They have been paying attention to Chen Xichuan, and they are very interested in him internally.

Another law enforcement officer next to him heard the words and murmured: "According to the gossip, he and his two companions are from the Wuhun Palace. Judging from their age, they may be students of the academy run by the Wuhun Palace."

When mentioning Wuhundian, both of them fell silent, they knew very well in their hearts how powerful this force is, it is the number one in the mainland, there are more than two-handed Titled Douluo sitting in it, stronger than Haotianzong.

"Since they are students of Wuhundian Academy, why did they come to kill the capital for no reason?" the tall law enforcer asked in confusion.

His companion thought about it: "The time they came to the Slaughter Capital was very short, not even half a month. After coming, most of their energy was spent on the Arena of Hell. I guess they wanted to enter the road of hell."

"Hell Road! Could it be that they are trying to obtain the Killing God Domain? Interesting, if I remember correctly, the last person who left the Killing City alive and obtained the Killing God Domain was the current Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall. It's the Clear Sky School's Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao."

The tall law enforcer narrowed his eyes and said to himself, "It's been so many years, will there be a new God of Death?"

Killing God is not only a title, but also a symbol of strength.

The God of Death originated from the City of Slaughter. Only those who have won [-] consecutive victories in the Hell Arena and successfully crossed the road to Hell can become the God of Death. Over the past thousand years, there have been eight Gods of Death in the City of Slaughter.

Every God of Death comes out, and there are white corpses behind him, and the winning streak of one hundred games in ten miles has replaced tens of thousands of people.

In addition, there is a problem that has to be mentioned. Every time the road to hell is opened, the many subjects of the killing capital must pay the due price, either by being deprived of their lifespan, or by sacrificing themselves.

After becoming a God of Killing, he will no longer be controlled by the King of Slaughter. He can come and go freely in the City of Slaughter, travel to the outside world anytime, anywhere, and be free from the suppression of the power of the rules of the City of Slaughter, and can use soul skills freely.

This is much better than relying on the source of destiny to break free from the shackles for a short time, but the difficulty is not ordinary, after all, only eight people have become killing gods in the past thousand years.

Chen Xichuan landed on the ground from the sky, his back was as straight as a javelin, his aura was imposing, and he let the tyrannical aura spread without restraint.

He looked at Ye Chen and Luo Xingchen, they were in a mess, it could be said that they were miserable, they had wounds all over their bodies, their faces were bruised and purple.

But at this moment, the two smiled slightly, relieved, thanks to Chen Xichuan's timely action, otherwise their situation would be even more difficult.

Luo Xingchen limped up in front of Chen Xichuan, and yelled, "Damn it, these bastards are not human, they beat me up in groups if they couldn't win single-handedly, ouch, my old waist, It hurts."

He took a deep breath, rubbed his waist vigorously, his face contorted from time to time.

Ye Chen glanced at Luo Xingchen, and said, "You deserve it. Who told you to keep your mouth shut before the match and mock them many times. If they don't chase you, who will they chase?"

"Eldest brother, don't talk about second brother, I don't think you are much better." Luo Xingchen curled his lips and continued to rub his waist.

"Solve the matter in front of me first, and talk about the rest later. This second game has been played long enough. Time is money and cannot be wasted."

Chen Xichuan opened his mouth and looked at the crusader.

The three of them regained their strength, their soul power erupted at the same time, intertwined and converged with each other, with the momentum of Lingyun.

They took a step to end the game.

(End of this chapter)