Chapter 309: City of Slaughter

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The two of them are so happy after a short separation.

They have been staying in the Angel Temple to show their affection. If the first generation Angel God is still alive, I am afraid that he will burst out of the coffin when he sees his rebellious successor!

After all, it is too rebellious.

The Angel Temple is a sacred place, a place to receive the inheritance of the Angel God, not a place for you to mess around.

However.

Now the first generation Angel God has disappeared, otherwise, I am afraid that I will cry without tears!

A week later.

Bei Ming and Qian Renxue walked out of the Angel Temple.

Bei Ming was in high spirits, and Qian Renxue's face was flushed, as if she was nourished by something.

As soon as he landed in the worship hall, he saw the golden crocodile standing in front of the angel statue, half-closed his eyes, and his face was full of sorrow. This old man over a hundred years old now has a few more wrinkles on his forehead. The main reason is that they are too worried. Big brother and Xiaoxue have disappeared in the Angel Temple. He can't sleep every night.

Suddenly.

Feeling a burst of light in front.

The Golden Crocodile suddenly opened his eyes, and his body trembled slightly. A feeling of loss and recovery gushed out, and two crystal tears hung in his eyes.

"Beiming, Xiaoxue, you finally came out, that's great."

"Well. Grandpa, don't worry, I have successfully ascended to the god, and I will be an angel god in the future." Qian Renxue smiled, and the two dimples at the corners of her mouth looked like a rose, which looked very fascinating.

"That's good. The Qian family finally has another true god, which is really amazing!"

Qian Renxue ascended to the god, and the Golden Crocodile was also proud of it. He was extremely proud in his heart, and a bright smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. At this time, it seemed that he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes kept looking behind Qian Renxue, but there was nothing behind.

The Golden Crocodile's heart suddenly cooled down.

There was a bad premonition rising from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiaoxue, where is Grandpa Qian Daoliu?"

"Grandpa Qian Daoliu... He..." Qian Renxue's eyes turned red again when she was halfway through her words. It was obvious that she couldn't get over the pain of Grandpa Qian Daoliu now.

Bei Ming raised his head, glanced at Qian Renxue, laughed dryly, and took over Qian Renxue's words.

"Qian Daoliu sacrificed himself."

"As the high priest of the Temple of Angels, this was his destiny and he did it voluntarily. Don't worry! Qian Daoliu passed away peacefully."

The most painful thing is the separation of life and death.

Although Jin Yu had already had a premonition, when he heard the news, he couldn't help but stagger in his heart, as if the sky had fallen, and sadness came from his heart.

Big brother!

I am obviously older than you, why did you go first?

What should I do?

Jin Yu was sad, and he didn't know how long it took to adjust his mentality, and his eyes were filled with mist.

"Forget it."

"As long as Xiaoxue becomes an angel god, I don't care about other things." Jin Yu said helplessly, and then walked towards the worship hall with a staggering step. That place was where he and his elder brother often stayed. Perhaps there was still some of his elder brother's breath there.

After Bei Ming and Qian Renxue came out, they stayed in the worship hall.

Originally, the Wuhun Hall was temporarily in charge of Qian Daoliu. Now that Qian Daoliu has sacrificed himself, no one is in charge for the time being, so Bei Ming will temporarily take charge.

But... . .

He is just in charge.

It is impossible to really take over the Wuhun Hall, and he doesn't think much of it. With the rise of the Beast Dynasty, the Wuhun Hall has become a second-rate force.

A week later.

Bei Ming sat in the Pope's Hall, holding a stack of intelligence in his hand. The intelligence was about the City of Slaughter. And next to him stood a stunning angel, the angel was floating, with a pair of white feathers behind her, and her appearance was excellent. She was the best in the world. However, what no one knew was that this top-class person actually served Bei Ming very patiently, just like a real maid.

No one knew that...

This top-class person was the living god on Douluo Continent, a first-level angel god.

Bei Ming checked the information of the Slaughter City, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper. The Slaughter City was a strange space, similar to the Death Canyon in the Star Dou Great Forest, both of which were special existences.

Wait!

The Slaughter City was the inheritance place of the Shura God.

Could the Death Canyon be the inheritance place of another god? If so, then after returning to the Star Dou Great Forest, I must find a way to explore the Death Canyon.

Bei Ming flipped through the information in his hand page by page.

Qian Renxue stood beside him obediently, without any impatience, but gently massaged Bei Ming's back.

The Angel God personally massaged Bei Ming's back, which was probably the first time in the world.

By reading the information and the memory of his previous life, Bei Ming knew... The Slaughter City is an evil city, where there are no laws, no rules, only endless death.

At the same time.

It is also a place where no one knows anything.

Killing is legal there.

The more people you kill, the more rewards you can get.

It is this twisted rule that makes the Slaughter City a paradise for all criminals. All criminals who have committed crimes will come to the Slaughter City to hide.

At the same time, it is also a breeding ground for evil soul masters.

If Tang Chen had not died at the beginning, he would have been the King of Slaughter in the Slaughter City. But now Tang Chen is dead, and Tang San did not destroy the Slaughter City. All this is very different from the original work.

If there are no other changes in the Killing City.

Bei Ming would never believe it anyway.

"Husband, is there any problem with this Killing City? I saw you have been looking at his information these two days." Qian Renxue was beside him, raised her head, glanced at Bei Ming, and suddenly asked softly.

"The problem is not a big problem."

"It's just that I want to go to the Killing City for a stroll. I have a premonition that if I go to the Killing City, I might get the Shura rules, and even get closer to becoming a god." Bei Ming smiled and said, then put down the information in his hand. In this week, he has completed most of the preparations.

It's time.

Go to the Killing City to greet the Shura God.

"Oh? What is the Killing City? Is there anything special about it? It can actually let my husband see through the way to becoming a god?" Qian Renxue continued to ask, her hands moving non-stop, massaging Bei Ming's shoulders and neck, the force is not too strong or too weak, just right, making people feel quite comfortable.

"The Slaughter City is the place where the Shura God is passed down. And you can't use soul power and soul skills there. The rules are quite special. After winning 100 games in a row, you can enter the Hell Road and obtain the Slaughter God domain."

Bei Ming roughly said it, and didn't say much to Qian Renxue. He only said that you will know when you go to the Slaughter City.

He didn't tell Qian Renxue.

He went to the Slaughter City for the Shura God's throne. (End of this chapter)