Blue Silver Grass Guide

At the ruins of Hanshi Town, the north wind is howling, and the sunlight falling from the sky is a bit chilly.

Suddenly, a thin golden line appeared out of thin air in the cold wind, like air folds refracted by sunlight, and the continuous wind blades passed through it as if passing through a phantom.

After a few breaths, the thin lines twisted, and a tall black and red figure suddenly appeared in the air.

He is tall and thin, with a bloody robe, a cape with a stand-up collar, and a pale face covered with hideous magic patterns. He is the King of Slaughter!

A pair of bat wings spread out behind him. No matter how the howling cold wind blew, the body of the King of Slaughter remained motionless. A pair of glowing red eyes looked around, and his bloody brows furrowed: "Douluo Dalu?"

The next second, the expression on the sinister face changed slightly, and the whole body moved several meters sideways in an instant and left the place.

At this moment, a sharp and scorching sword light passed by, and the thin line that seemed to be there was stretched open, and a figure with three pairs of golden wings on its back rushed out.

It's Sendaoliu!

The first time he saw Qian Daoliu, the King of Slaughter's eyes flashed red, and there was an obvious look of fear on his face.

When he was in the sub-plane of the "City of Killing", with the help of the divine power to suppress, he would be beaten by thousands of streams. Now the space has changed and he has come to the main plane of Douluo Continent. Although with his killing ability, As a king, he can still mobilize the power of the divine realm to cover it, but both the effect and the consumption are different. Isn't he destined to lose?

For some reason, the King of Slaughter, who always valued his own safety, couldn't help but feel unwilling to admit defeat after seeing Qian Daoliu's face.

So, fight?

Fight like hell!

The moment the fighting intention appeared, he was killed by the King of Slaughter with the pure and ultimate killing intent in his heart. The two huge bat wings behind his back suddenly flapped, and he flew towards the north against the howling north wind. .

If you're evenly matched, that's called fighting. If you're not as strong as others, it's called bullying.

The cold wind like a knife fell head-on on his face covered with magic lines. The King of Slaughter felt a little bad at this moment.

He felt that there were many thoughts in his mind, as if two or three different consciousnesses were entangled, some driving him to turn around and fight the "angel" martial spirit soul master again for a showdown, and some making him speed away. Avoiding its edge and weighing the pros and cons, he chose to listen to the latter and ignored the former's restlessness.

There was a coldness in the red eyes of the King of Slaughter, which was colder than the cold wind coming from the far north.

‘Who am I? ’

As soon as this idea appeared, it lingered in the mind of the Slaughter King for a long time.

He had never considered this issue before, but now the two thoughts in his mind that were completely out of his control clearly told him that your consciousness is not completely under your own control.

‘Tang Chen? He called me Tang Chen before. So, am I Tang Chen? ’

Only then did the Slaughter King realize with horror that he seemed to have no memory of anything before he became the Slaughter King of the "City of Slaughter".

It seemed that one day, he suddenly sat on the throne of the King of Slaughter, taking charge of all the power of life and death in the "City of Slaughter".

The desire for blood and the pursuit of strength made him not pursue his past thoughts at all, and completely ignored all thoughts related to his past.

Flying out of the ruins of Hanshi Town for about a few miles, relying on the first mover advantage, the Slaughter King was hundreds of meters away from Qian Daoliu behind him. A red light flashed in his eyes, and the magic pattern on his face seemed to come to life. Centipede As he continued to swim, a streak of blood that was invisible to the naked eye flew out of his body, creating circles in the air in front of him that looked like ripples on the water's surface.

In less than half a second, the tall figure of the Slaughter King rushed into the rippled vision and disappeared.

Less than half a second later, Qian Daoliu appeared at the place where the King of Slaughter disappeared, with divine light blooming in his golden eyes. He looked around, searching for the whereabouts of the King of Slaughter.

On the other side, the King of Slaughter, who had just arrived on the Hell Road and was temporarily freed from Qiandaoliu, was startled by the scene before him before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Who are you?! Why are you here?!" the King of Slaughter asked with a stern voice, the look of shock and fear in his eyes was even stronger than when he faced Qian Daoliu before.

Faced with the question from the King of Slaughter, Ling Yi glanced back casually and replied casually: "Wait a moment."

King of Slaughter: "???"

His blood-red eyes reflected a figure covered in dark armor, with metal-gloved hands holding a giant dark red snake that was more than ten meters long and as thick as a bucket.

The giant snake is dead. The pair of small golden-red eyes on the snake's head have become dim. There are nine protrusions on its back and head, and each protrusion is like a bright red tree. The mushroom looks like it has blood flowing inside.

With a wave of his hand, he put the "Ten-Headed Fierce Sun Snake" that had been killed by spirit into the storage soul guide. Ling Yi turned around and looked at the King of Slaughter, who was on alert. In the process, he glanced at the King of Slaughter not far away and was interrupted. A large section of stone path half a foot wide.

It was broken by the "Ten-Headed Fierce Sun Snake" during a sneak attack on him before. As a result, he cut off half of its tail with a knife of his hand. When he was about to run away, he caught up with him and caught up with him. He grabbed the snake's head and mobilized it. The vast spiritual power directly kills it from the spiritual level.

Watching helplessly as Ling Yi, who was covered in black armor, put the body of the "Ten-Headed Fierce Sun Snake" into the storage soul guide, the King of Slaughter did not act rashly.

The King of Slaughter does not care about the killing of the "Ten-Headed Burning Sun Snake" guarding the road to hell. The "Ten-Headed Burning Sun Snake" is nothing to him. If it were him, it would only take three to kill this beast. It's a matter of two moves, but where is this place?

This is the core area of ​​the "City of Slaughter", on the Hell Road!

But the black-armored man in front of him actually broke into the Hell Road out of thin air without starting the blood sacrifice of the Hell Killing Fields. This was really shocking for the King of Killing.

First, a [Martial Soul Hall] "angel" martial spirit soul master broke into the "City of Slaughter", and now someone has crossed him, the king of killing, and entered the road to hell. Does this mean that the "City of Slaughter" has become A sieve that allows outsiders to come and go as they please?

"Zhizhizhi——!"*N

The moment Ling Yi met the King of Slaughter's eyes, a sharp scream suddenly came from the dark space above his head, which was extremely harsh.

Hearing this voice, Ling Yi just frowned slightly, feeling that it was a bit noisy, but the Slaughter King, who had always been afraid of Ling Yi, trembled, and red light began to flash in his eyes.

Noticing the strange behavior of the Slaughter King, Ling Yi raised his head and looked upward. With his current eyesight, he could easily see the scene in the darkness.

On the top of the dark rock cave, a large number of densely packed blood-red bats hung upside down. In the center of these blood bats, there was a huge dark golden bat with a length of four meters.

The most bizarre thing is that this huge dark golden bat actually has three heads.

At this time, under the leadership of this guy, thousands of blood bats screamed in unison, seeming to be saying something to the King of Slaughter.

"Tsk tsk~"

Ling Yi raised his head and lowered his head to look at the King of Slaughter dozens of meters away: "Did you raise these beasts? Are they here to support you, the master?"

Just now, he found a space node in the hell killing field, followed the space fluctuations to find a gap and entered the hell road.

The person appeared in mid-air. Yufeng used his strength to step onto the half-foot-wide stone path that was suspended in the air with no visible edges in front and back. These blood bats had a tendency to attack, and they were ready to make bursts of sharp screams. But the moment before he pounced, he was intimidated by Ling Yi's look, and he dropped towards the blood pool below like a dumpling.

That is to say, Ling Yi didn't exert much force. These blood bats regained control of themselves after falling halfway, fluttered their wings to escape, and returned to the top of the hell road space to hang upside down.

And just after he strolled a few steps, the "ten-headed blazing sun snake" rushed out from under the half-foot-wide stone path that looked like an abyss, spitting out scorching red poisonous mist. Sweep the tail and smash the stone road to attack Ling Yi.

Ling Yi's words seemed to have touched something. The flashing red light in the Slaughter King's eyes suddenly stopped, and the magic lines on his face also emitted a sparkling black light. An evil smile appeared: "Jie Jie Jie——!"

"No matter who you are, when you come here, become my sacrifice——!"

As soon as the sound fell, the King of Slaughter, whose whole demeanor suddenly changed, spread his bat wings behind him, raised his head and howled loudly.

Almost at the same time, the blood bats hanging upside down and the huge "dark gold three-headed bat king" also screamed in unison.

Powerful sound waves reverberated in the space of Hell Road, getting louder and louder, and they also carried a soul-stirring and strange power.

"Kacha kacha——"

Among the huge sound waves, the tiny cracking sound was inconspicuous, but it did not escape Ling Yi's keen perception. Ignoring the all-pervasive sound waves and mental interference, he lowered his head and looked at the rapidly spreading on the half-foot stone path under his feet. Crack texture.

He stomped his feet carelessly, crushing the stone path that was already on the verge of collapse. Ling Yi stepped on the void with his big feet, standing in an empty position, looking at the bat wings spread behind him, which were also suspended. The King of Slaughter paused in mid-air and tilted his head: "You don't think I will fall, do you?"

As he spoke, he pointed at the huge pool of blood below that was surging like lava.

Looking at the broken pieces of the stone path falling into the blood pool, splashing huge waves of blood, and looking at the black-armored man Ling Yi who clearly has no wings but is standing firmly in the air, the Xie Yi pale face of the King of Slaughter on, the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.

"die--!"

Some angry low roars came from the mouth of the King of Slaughter. His figure flashed, and a pair of bloody claws and two giant knife-like bat wings were directed towards Ling Yi's chest, head, neck, etc. Attack the position.

However, in the face of these attacks, Ling Yi's expression under the black mask was extremely calm. He only shook his body slightly and got rid of all the attacks. The hand wrapped in the metal gauntlet made a fist, which was unremarkable. A straight punch struck forward, but as if breaking through space, it instantly appeared on the dark red breastplate on the chest of the Slaughter King.

The breastplate was as fragile as paper, and it was broken in an instant. The black metal fist hit the killing king's chest, and a powerful punch came out directly, shattering the bloody cloak behind him into pieces. There was a huge fist-shaped hole.

"puff--!"

A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from the King of Slaughter's mouth, but Ling Yi turned his head to avoid it.

At the same time, under the control of the King of Slaughter, blood bats all over the sky rushed towards Ling Yi, including the huge "Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King".

Smashing the King of Slaughter away with one punch, Ling Yi turned back and slapped the flying blood bat with his palm. The blood that was still in the air was invisiblely pulled and turned into a light red cloud, heading towards the "Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King" "He went up with the blood bats all over the sky.

"Chichichichi——!"

The sound of flying needles piercing the leather was heard, and each blood bat fell from the light red cloud like dumplings, falling straight towards the blood pool below.

On the other side, in just one exchange of lightning and flint, the King of Slaughter determined one thing:

He couldn't beat the man in front of him wrapped in black armor, who was even stronger than the "angel" spirit master from [Martial Spirit Hall]!

'run--! ’

The idea of ​​​​strategic transfer emerged. Being cunning and decisive, he didn't care about the blood bats who were still rushing forward to die. He turned around and thrust his hands into the void, and then pulled hard on both sides, opening it like a stagnant portal. A space passage, drilled into it without hesitation.

The darkness turned into light in an instant, and the King of Slaughter once again came to the main plane of Douluo Continent.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a bright, sacred aura that disgusted him from the bottom of his heart came from far away and came closer in an instant, ten meters away in front of him.

"Wait a minute!" Looking at the person coming, before the other person could raise the golden sword in his hand, the King of Slaughter said urgently: "I'm not Tang Chen, but I know where he is -!"

…

The escape of the Slaughter King stopped the blood bat group's offensive, especially after the body of the "Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King" was put into the storage soul guide by Ling Yi with a wave of his hand, all the blood bats, large and small, They flapped their wings and fled in panic toward the depths of darkness.

Ling Yi raised his head and looked at where the Slaughter King had left. The spatial fluctuations were still there. If he wanted to chase him, it wouldn't be a big problem. He could just follow the road.

But now, Ling Yi has a new goal.

Taking a step forward, when the figure reappeared, Ling Yi was already standing in front of a huge pool of blood.

The pool of blood surged and occasionally exploded with blood-colored bubbles, emitting astonishingly high temperatures, as if what was in the pool was not blood, but magma that melted gold and iron.

Ignoring the high temperature in the blood pool and the rich smell of blood rushing straight into his brain, Ling Yi stared straight into the blood pool.

The center of his eyebrows flickered with color, and Ling Yi's 'holy fetus' exerted a spiritual power and quietly penetrated into the blood pool.

In the center of the bottom of the blood pool, a huge sword-shaped pattern lay across. As soon as Ling Yi's spiritual power approached, an indescribable strange feeling surged into his heart.

Out of caution, this spiritual power was controlled by Ling Yi and annihilated into nothingness.

Outside the blood pool, Ling Yi looked steadily at the blood pool, with an inexplicable color in his deep eyes.

After a while, Ling Yi turned and left without looking back.

In the darkness, there was a faint whisper:

"The sound of the stone falling into the deep stream is nineteen times, which is one more level than hell. What a ghost to see -!"