Four Hundred and Ninetieth Eight Chapters Meet Tang Again 3 (Five)

Hell Killing Fields!

It is the main theme of the killing city.

Ten saves one, it's that simple.

The opponents in each battle will become stronger, and they will play a hundred consecutive games!

"If any of them fail, you will die!" Wuming finally said.

From the point of view of probability, the probability of being able to survive is about one tenth to the hundredth power.

"Okay, take me to the killing field of hell."

Wang Feng said.

The atmosphere and energy of the killing city can be said to be the most suitable for dark angel martial arts cultivation.

At this time, I felt that the dark angel's spirit was faintly throbbing, but Wang Feng did not show it, and he did not need it.

And the killing field of hell, it is estimated that it is more suitable.

"I advise you to stay in the outer city for a few days now, or choose to know a little about the killing field of hell."

Wuming frowned, and then he pointed to the many skinny soul masters in the outer city, "All the soul masters in the Slaughter City need to play a hell killing field game every year in order to survive in the Slaughter City. The right to come down. On top of that, two Bloody Marys a month, the kind you drink when you come in!"

"But after learning about the killing fields of hell, many people would rather donate their blood for a long time than enter the killing fields of hell."

The killing capital is also divided into inner and outer cities.

The inner city is where the real strong stay.

It is also the most chaotic place in the Slaughter City. In comparison, the outer city is much worse. Most of the spirit masters in the outer city have little strength and are unwilling to go to the slaughter field of hell, so they can only survive here.

"Okay, I know, please take me to the killing field of hell?"

Wuming took Wang Feng around the outer city, and seemed to want the miserable situation in the outer city to make Wang Feng realize the reality.

But now that Wang Feng is so fixed, Wuming didn't persuade him too much.

Soon, Wuming took Wang Feng into the inner city.

'Fuck... it's really hot eyes. ’

As soon as he came in, Wang Feng felt a degenerate smell in the air!

A live erotic palace, comparable to an island blockbuster, was staged in every corner of the inner city.

It is also mixed with a very strong and bloody smell! The miserable screams call the gods, the joyful moans and groans, and the indulgent laughter form a human music full of depravity.

It was Wang Feng who came in and saw this extremely chaotic picture, and felt that his heart was being impacted!

Vaguely, Wang Feng felt the dark angel's martial spirit still in his consciousness, slightly touched, and the seven blood lines hidden in his body gently emerged.

It seems to be absorbing the various breaths and emotions emanating from these fallen ones.

In particular, the first lit blood pattern became brighter and brighter.

This makes Wang Feng quite happy. It seems that he is right in thinking. This place is really suitable for the awakening of dark angel martial arts!

'What dark angel... It's more or less the same as a fallen angel. ’

Wang Feng couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Wuming next to him looked at Wang Feng in a daze, thinking, this newcomer is probably scared and stupid?

The inner city can be said to be a completely dehumanized world! Any soul master who entered the Slaughter City and stepped into the inner city, seeing the scene of the inner city for the first time, would almost be rolled in the belly of this beast-like world, and even more weak.

Wuming walked with Wang Feng unhurriedly, as if he wanted Wang Feng to see the world of the inner city clearly, so as to recognize the reality.

To be fair, these many indescribable scenes, accompanied by the strong smell of blood in the air, can indeed stimulate the spirit of the soul master to a great extent!

Those with weaker mental strength may die on the spot.

Because this kind of scene will cause all kinds of negative emotions in the soul master, such as hostility, killing intent, bathing hope... These emotions will make the soul master lose himself, and the better end is nothing more than becoming these fallen ones.

After all, if you can't resist, you can only join them.

After walking around, Wuming took Wang Feng to a special building.

At this time, Wang Feng, who had been silent, finally spoke up:

“What a great place!”

Wang Feng looked at this place with admiration.

Unfortunately, his current expression was completely covered by the mask, and Wuming couldn't see it.

But when I heard Wang Feng's words, I was really stunned!

Good place?

Wuming looked blankly at the faceless man in white.

He was the first to pick up so many newcomers. After seeing the inner city, he said something like this!

Weird!

This faceless man in white is really weird!

"Good place?"

At this moment, there was a light laughter from the side.

Wang Feng turned around, but happened to see a black gauze girl who was bringing a handsome young man to this place.

'Eh... this young man, shouldn't it be Tang San? ’

Wang Feng looked at the blue-haired handsome young man.

With his perception, he could clearly feel that the youth's aura was very similar to that of Little Thirty.

But the change is really big.

Because the appearance of the previous mistress can only be said to be average, it seems that after awakening the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit, he has become so handsome.

And the laughter came from the black gauze girl beside the young man. She was naturally a new pick-up person who happened to be in charge of picking up the mistress.

'Unexpectedly, this happened. ’

Wang Feng muttered, 'It seems that he has become a lot stronger. The soul power level has also reached the fifty-third level, close to fifty-four? Taller than me, not bad! ’

With the ability to perceive the soul in his skull at this time, plus the perception ability of his body at this time, let alone Tang San, even if Tang Hao was in front of him.

Wang Feng can also feel it clearly.

On the other side, Tang San froze in his heart.

'This person, the mask on his face doesn't even show his eyes, why do I feel as if I have been completely seen through it? ’

This feeling made Tang San frown slightly.

After Blue Silver Grass became the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit, he had never felt this way!

"Do you see it…"

The girl in black gauze pointed at Wang Feng and said to Tang San, "Nine-five-two-eight, this person is likely to be your foreshadowing, but since you insist on coming here, I can only say that your thoughts are too naive. The killing field of hell is not so easy to win, and this inner city is not so easy to stay! Just based on what he said just now, once the novice protection period is over, many people will assassinate him!"

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly.

Along the way, the black gauze girl told him about the situation in the inner city.

Because there are no rules in this inner city, even if you are assassinated on the spot, you can only blame yourself for being weak.

As the messenger of the King of Slaughter, the black-veiled girl is the new recruit, who can protect the newcomer for a day.

Wang Feng: "..."

Although he knew that in the capital of slaughter, Wang Feng knew that he would meet Xiao San, but he did not expect that he would meet in such a situation.

"Hahaha... I didn't expect two more chicks to come to our inner city! He even said that this is a good place..."

Sure enough, several lines of sight fell directly on Wang Feng, making all kinds of laughing sounds.

(End of this chapter)