Wuhun: God-Level Selection For Instant Upgrades

There is great power when there are many people. Sometimes this may be misleading. If there are many people, one will feel that one is powerful.

When these people rushed towards Qi Ling, they seemed to have seen the scene where they and others tore Qi Ling into pieces, then took the two beauties as their own and enjoyed themselves wildly.

But just when they rushed within ten meters of Qi Ling, it was all over.

Qi Ling didn't even use his Xuanyuan Sword. All enemies who broke into the Xuanyuan Sword Realm were evenly divided into two halves from head to toe.

This extremely strange scene shocked everyone. Even if they were not afraid of death, they did not like to die for no reason, not to mention that it was completely meaningless.

After the first dozen or so people died, the others immediately stopped in disbelief. A line of death seemed to appear ten meters away around Qi Ling.

Qi Ling, on the other hand, continued walking forward without looking back, as if the magical thing just now was not done by him at all.

At the cost of the lives of more than ten people, these people finally understood why Qi Ling could possess such two beauties, and no one dared to come forward to trouble him.

"Look, this saves a lot of trouble and can be done once and for all." Qi Ling said to Qian Renxue, "He is very handsome, isn't he?"

Qian Renxue looked helpless and said, "Men are so childish!"

Jianlan echoed: "I agree."

Qi Ling watched with toothache as the two of them moved forward together, leaving him alone to follow behind. Are you childish? no! This is the first time someone has said that!

However, after Qi Ling killed more than a dozen people, his body also experienced a strange change. A murderous impulse constantly surged into his heart, causing the murderous intention in his heart to continue to accumulate.

"I see, this city can actually produce such magical changes." Qi Ling felt the murderous intention in his heart, "Just like the big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimp, every time he kills a person, his murderous intention It will be accumulated in that person."

"And even the smallest amount of murderous intent will undergo a qualitative change after a large amount of accumulation. The person who finally gets all the murderous intent will be the new God of Killing!"

This principle is just like refining the poison. The poisonous insect that survives in the end will become the Poison King that absorbs all the poisonous mist toxins and gains full power.

But in fact, isn't the life of a soul master like this? Every soul master can be said to have stepped on countless other creatures, and the Killing City only accelerated this process countless times.

Along the main road in the city, the three of them gradually approached the most important building here, the Hell Killing Fields. And the houses near this hell killing field are also the most luxurious and comfortable places.

"This is it. Take a look, which one is suitable? I think the small second-floor building is pretty good!" Qi Ling pointed to a house and said.

Qian Renxue and Jianlan both expressed that they didn't care. They were not people who were greedy for enjoyment. Qian Renxue had been sleeping outdoors for many years, and Jianlan also used a bamboo forest as her house. The house was of little significance to them.

But Qi Ling is different. His dedication to the house seems to be engraved in his bones. After all, the word "living and working in peace and contentment" is the tradition of his ancestors.

So after deciding on his goal, Qi Ling stepped forward and knocked on the door of the house: "Open the door! Open the door! Don't hide in there and keep silent, I know you are at home!"

Under Qi Ling's shouts, the door was quickly opened violently, and a strong man with a height of two and a half meters came out, holding three poorly dressed women in his arms.

The strong man quickly noticed Qi Ling who was looking for trouble. Veins popped up on his forehead and he said angrily: "Kid, are you here to die? How dare you disturb my good deeds, Dures, I won't let you leave like this. "

"Dures? What a name!" Qi Ling raised an eyebrow and said, "Unfortunately, Mr. Du, your house has been requisitioned by me. Please leave within three minutes, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After listening to Qi Ling's words, Dures seemed to have heard a joke and smiled at the three women around him: "Ah hahaha, did you hear it? This boy actually dared to threaten me and asked me to leave my house quickly. Woolen cloth!"

Afterwards, Dures put aside the three women, picked up a huge ax, waved it in front of Qi Ling and said: "Boy, it seems you are new here, right? The murderous aura in your body is so weak, I'm afraid even one You haven’t participated in a single game, right?”

"I, Dures, am a strong man who has survived thirty games. I have no interest in killing a weakling like you. If you are willing to kneel down and beg me for mercy, maybe I can spare you." One life!"

After hearing what Dures said, Qi Ling couldn't help but nodded secretly. Sure enough, the purpose of participating in the competition in the Hell Killing Fields was to gain the murderous aura from others.

Because all participating players have accumulated enough murderous intent, the efficiency of acquisition will be greatly accelerated, and eventually all the murderous intent will be concentrated on the only winner, becoming the ultimate killing god.

The Dures in front of him was surrounded by extremely strong murderous aura. He was indeed a strong person. Xiangbi had already experienced countless life-and-death matches, so he could live in such a house.

"Exactly, let me see the difference between those who have won thirty battles from the killing fields of hell." Qi Ling said with a smile, "Here, kill me."

"What?" Dures frowned, wondering if he heard wrongly. Did this kid just tell him to chop him?

"Can't you hear me? I told you to chop me." Qi Ling said, "Use your rusty ax to chop me!"

This time, Dures heard clearly and was very angry. This was the first time that he was looked down upon like this, and he was actually allowed to chop him.

"Boy, I don't know what kind of strength you have outside, but here, your tricks don't work!" Dures raised the ax in his hand and said, "But it's a pity, you don't need to know. , because you are going to die soon."

With that said, Dures swung down the answer in his hand and hit Qi Ling's shoulder. In his plan, he wanted to split Qi Ling diagonally in half from shoulder to crotch.

But now, with his all-out axe, he didn't even scratch Qi Ling's skin! It was as if he had hit something indestructible, unable to save at all.

Qi Ling also sighed in disappointment. Originally, he thought that a person who had won thirty games would be so extraordinary, so he used all his strength to defend himself, but what happened to him?

It's like you spent a long time in the toilet and only a fart came out. It gives people a very uncomfortable feeling! Qi Ling was very unhappy.