The Pope of Douluo, please let me save nine hundred times

Chapter 130 Killing God

The purple moon is in the sky...

A black city, the thick city walls are extremely wide, and the buildings inside are also tall, and the black city walls cannot cover it.The same black style, but the huge city exudes a dead silence, as if it has really entered hell.

"Blood Demon, you have already left the capital of killing, why do you want to come back?"

At the exit of the tunnel, nearly 400 knights, all wearing black armor and their faces perfectly covered by helmets, were waiting in formation.[-] of them held heavy swords, and the rest sat on tall horses covered in armor.

"You are violating the rules of the Slaughter City." The low voice sounded extremely cold, and it didn't seem like it came from the mouth.The one who spoke was a person in front of all the knights.His armor is also black, but under the purple moon, there is a red glow in the armor and helmet, and he clenches the machete in his hand, which is about several feet long.

"I revisited the old place again, what rules did I violate? Besides, even if I violated the rules, what can you do?"

After the words fell, a substantial murderous intent erupted from the young man and enveloped the black knights...

The horses of the black knights felt the coercion, and began to tremble and roar in fear.The strong uneasiness caused them to throw all the black knights sitting on them to the ground, and fled towards the rear in a frenzy.

"Blood Demon, how dare you do this! You can't even protect your status as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!!"

The leader of the knights began to roar, this man... this bastard!The bloodthirsty and meat-eating, ferocious undead horses who followed them completely lost their fighting power with just a little bit of murderous aura released.

This boy, this boy who seemed to bring him back to the gentle and elegant little brother next door in his childhood...

He has become stronger!Definitely got stronger again! !Could it be that the disaster of the past is going to happen again? !No, he must not be allowed to run wild again! ! !
Holding the big knife tightly, with a loud roar, he rode on the horse under his feet, and slashed towards him...

hum...

There was a pleasant sound of the sword, and the sound of the sword tearing through the air fell silent in this "hum", and an extremely gorgeous blood-colored crescent moon passed away in a flash.

After a few seconds of silence...

"Pfft-"

The wonderful sound of flesh and blood being cut could be heard, and the leader knight riding on the horse was as still as the horse under him...

"Puff~"

The middle of the horse exploded, and the knight leader fell to the ground, turning into bloody and rotten flesh with a "pop".

hum... hum... hum...

The white sword that was originally glowing with blue light shook crazily, streaks of blood emerged, gradually swallowing the blue light, drops of blood floated up from the ground, like stars holding the moon, they were like guards guarding the young man one by one .

"Master Shui Ling will be dirty again."

Wiping the blade with his sleeve, seeing that the blood light became more and more alluring, the young man stopped, turned and looked at the other black knights who started to retreat in a panic...

"Try to survive~"

The bloody sword, on the end of the blue sword, the faint but still flickering blue light seems to be praying for everyone here...

leave here!

"Snoring... run!!"

Seeing the youth guarded by the strange blood light, just by hearing the sound, one can feel the deepest fear in the soul must be on the face of the black knight at this time...

"Long time no see! Everyone!"

Yet no one answered him, and no one would stop to answer him.

"Run! Run!!"

Everyone didn't want to stop, the huge city wall was the only shelter.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Get back inside and be safe..."

"..."

A thin figure had already run in front of them at some point.

"boom--!"

He is weak but indomitable, constantly waving his hands like a god of death, no, it should be said to be a god of death!For every sword that is swung, what is harvested is a living life.Every time they approach, every knight screams and roars in despair...

Then, under the beheading of a blood moon, they turned into corpses without any resistance.

This cannot be called a "battle", it is meaningless, it is a massacre!An overwhelming massacre!It's like a soul beast in a big forest ran into a small village, and the "fight" between the two unequals was staged.

"Crash~"

On the city wall behind, all the guards stood still, their throats blocked so that they could not make a sound.Only when I looked at the bloody corpses on the ground with fearful eyes, did I know that I was not dreaming...

Will there be the sound of the river in the killing city?
This man is really this man!The killing intent that reached the extreme level made the heart stained with layers of frost from such a distance...

Get out, gotta get out of here!Otherwise, you will die, you will definitely die! !

"Can someone...can you open the door?"

……

The rain is like thousands of filaments, rippling in the air, fascinated forever...

"Shasha~"

The raindrops are so small that they can't startle a speck of dust when they fall; but the rain curtain is so dense, covering the city like a cicada's wing with blood...

Very thin and cottony, like catkins floating in spring.Rain like fog, fog like rain, lingering continuously.In an instant, the raindrops connected into a line, and with a "wow", the heavy rain poured down from the sky like the sky was falling.

It was drizzling outside, and it was very small. Standing below, you would only feel a pair of hands as cool as a baby, trying to grasp the world with all your strength, but it was so gentle...

People in the house can't come out, even the windows are closed tightly, how strange?Is this little raindrop not gentle enough?
In the inner city of the Slaughter City, wisps of light red snowflakes continuously fluttered down from the sky...

"Step...step...step..."

The sound of light footsteps resounded in this city, and snowflakes fell on the young man's slender hair, adding a bit of coldness...

Maybe it was because of the action, or maybe this was his original face, a strong murderous aura erupted from him, cold, bloodthirsty, evil, and the snowflakes were covered with frost again by the many negative emotions.

It doesn't look like "he"!
The guards in the city looked at each other and turned pale, their bodies backed away in trembling.They didn't have the consciousness to die, but the Gorefiend who caused the biggest massacre in the Slaughter City in the front stood behind the master of the Slaughter City, his grandma!No matter how you choose, you will die! !
Is there a third option?
Please tell me if you have something...

Killing capital, dark and wide room.

It was an extraordinarily huge chair with blue and purple crystals inlaid on the chair.These crystals outline a drum tower-like shape.Everything here is dark red except for this chair.

"Great king, that man has returned."

A cold female voice sounded in the darkness, but anyone could clearly feel that the voice was trembling.

"He is the God of Death who walked out of Hell Road, and the owner has the right to return here at any time. It is not surprising that he comes back." A tall figure sat down on the giant chair.In the dark, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only vaguely see that this person was tall and thin.

"But the great king, he not only came back, but also killed all the way outside. At this speed, our killing city will lose at least a thousand strong people. If we let it go like this, the strength of our killing city will decline. Although Thousands of years ago, we had an agreement with Wuhundian, but if we were weak, they would tear up the agreement!"

The King of Slaughter sneered and said, "It's so majestic to kill all the way here!"

"The great king?"

The cold female voice couldn't believe it, what happened to their king?
This man, this man, is the most terrifying killing god recognized by all the fallen in the capital of killing!On the first day when I came here, I slaughtered the fallen in the outer city without saying a word, and then after entering the inner city, unlike the strong people who have experienced in the past, they went to the killing field of hell, and directly stretched the butcher knife to the sight. to each creature.

This is a person who doesn't know how to describe it, as if he was born for the killing capital.No, or he should be an aborigine here, and they are like outsiders.has become the enemy of all fallen.

Siege, poisoning, beauty tricks, mercy...

They used all kinds of viciousness, but none of them worked. In the end, they all turned into a part of the river of blood under the man's feet.

During the short two months that this man stayed in the Slaughter City, the inner city became as dead as the outer city. Except for unavoidable reasons, no fallen person dared to go outside to face the devil bathed in blood at this moment.

The King of Slaughter said lightly: "In this world, there are not many who can threaten to kill. Wuhundian is one, but they will not fight us. The three gods of killing today are also one. They, I also Don't offend. You should know that people who pass Hell Road can still use soul skills within the Slaughter Capital."

The icy female voice sounded again, "The great King of Slaughter, every time the God of Slaughter appears, it will cause heavy damage to the Slaughter City. The blood demon has just killed one-eighth of the fallen people in the Slaughter City. If this time really It's coming again, I'm afraid..."

The King of Slaughter said in a deep voice: "I've thought about this question too. Although I don't want to cause unnecessary deaths and injuries to my people, I'm even more unwilling to bear the wrath of the Blood Demon and his killing god. Moreover, the killing god's identity is very Special, if he is really dead, then the Slaughter City will also be destroyed."

"Great king, how about this? Since the blood demon wants to see you, why don't we invite him directly..."

Before he finished speaking, two blood-red rays of light had already spewed out from the eyes of the Slaughter King. The surrounding air had obviously become thicker, and the strong smell of blood was scattered in all directions. The cold female voice suddenly sounded a sharp and miserable sound that did not resemble a human being. Yelling, in the corner, a raised body trembled violently.

"Don't think that I can talk nonsense just because I love you. How can I condescend, do you want me to compromise with a boy who is a soul emperor?"

"This subordinate doesn't mean that!"

With blood-red eyes floating in the air, the King of Slaughter muttered to himself: "Kill! Kill as much as you want! Only the strong who step on blood and bones are eligible to come before me. The holy man of Wuhun Temple Ziou, I look forward to meeting you this time."

[One chapter here, I haven't seen anyone leave a comment recently, is it because I didn't complain? 】

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