Chapter 312 The Road to Hell Opens

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Time flies.

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Today, Bei Ming brought Gu Yuena and Qian Renxue to the killing ground. Because some time ago, he threw Tang San into the killing city, and now he has won 99 games in a row.

As long as Tang San can defeat the 100th battle.

He can pass the hell road and obtain the killing god domain and the inheritance of the Shura God.

Bei Ming stood on the high platform. This was also his first time to come to the killing ground. Like a high god, he was looking down at the entire killing ground.

Because it was the 100th consecutive victory, the King of Slaughter came to the killing ground in person to preside over this killing.

Bei Ming raised his head and looked at the King of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter was covered in a cloak and his face could not be seen clearly. The cloak was also blood red.

A pair of small eyes.

And shining with green light.

How to say it?

It was like the compound eyes of some animal, with a pair of blood-colored wings behind it, which looked a bit weird, like some kind of taboo.

Bei Ming only took a glance and quickly retracted his gaze.

Because he actually felt a hint of danger from the other party just now.

Damn!

Who is this King of Slaughter?

Bei Ming frowned. In the original work, the King of Slaughter should be Tang Chen, but now Tang Chen has no bones.

How come another King of Slaughter appeared?

Is it someone else?

Or is Tang Chen resurrected?

Bei Ming's heart sank. No matter which situation he thought of, it meant that the City of Slaughter had been out of his control and became more dangerous.

At this time...

The King of Slaughter seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head, staring at Bei Ming for a few times. Although he didn't see any clues, the otherworldly aura of Bei Ming and the two women was out of tune with the surroundings.

Still let the King of Slaughter remember these three people deeply.

The King of Slaughter winked at a subordinate next to him, and the other party immediately left to investigate. He keenly felt that the three people in Bei Ming were not that simple, and perhaps they were related to the three humans who broke into the Killing City a week ago.

However.

Now the killing field is about to begin.

The King of Killing has to preside over the killing field and cannot leave for the time being.

"Very good."

"For many years, there has not been a person who has won 100 consecutive victories in the Killing City. But today is different from the past. There is a master who has won 99 consecutive victories. That is Shura King Tang San."

"Tang San may become a hundred-win strongman and become the real killing god of the Killing City. Everyone come and see, the murderous aura around Shura King is so strong that it seems to be real. Do you feel trembling?"

"Tang San will soon achieve the feat of a hundred wins."

"Let's cheer for him together."

The King of Killing stood in the center of the killing field. As his voice fell, the fallen around him cheered instantly, extremely excited.

"Shura King...Shura King...Shura King..."

Bei Ming looked at Tang San standing in the killing field, but he didn't feel much. Tang San was originally a learner from the Tang Sect, and he also had a bug weapon like the Clear Sky Hammer. It was not difficult for him to achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the killing field.

Now he only hoped...

Tang San could successfully embark on the road to hell and start the inheritance of the God of Shura.

Then he would intercept him from the side.

Hehe!

I'm afraid that the God of Shura didn't expect that there would be a soul beast that dared to take his inheritance position!

Soon.

The 100th killing match started.

The rules of the killing field are that ten people stand on the ring and kill each other, and only one person can survive in the end.

10:1 elimination rate.

And there is a hard rule.

The difference in the winning streak of the people on the field cannot exceed 5 games.

In other words.

Tang San won ninety-nine games in a row, which means that the lowest winning streak of the other nine opponents he matched was ninety-four games.

This also explains from one side.

The population of the Killing City is so large that behind each Killing God, there are tens of thousands of bones under his feet. As the saying goes, one general's success is the result of the death of thousands of bones.

The result of the killing field was also unsurprising.

After a lot of twists and turns, Tang San finally killed the last opponent and cut off his head.

The King of Slaughter cheered and soared directly, with the wings behind him constantly flapping.

"Congratulations to Shura King Tang San."

"Complete the feat of 100 victories."

"In order to show that you have completed 100 victories in the killing field, I specially grant you the title of God of Slaughter. From now on, you can enter and leave the Killing City freely, and you will be our guests of honor in the Killing City."

Originally, Tang San should be very happy to hear the words of the King of Slaughter. But he couldn't be happy. Because just now he heard the order of the stinky spider.

[Tang San, refuse the reward of the Killing City, and ask to open the Killing Road. ]

This sudden voice sounded in Tang San's mind.

It made him tremble all over.

This nightmare-like voice has been with him for most of his life.

The key is...

Tang San can't refuse the stinky spider, or he will die. Although he didn't know what the stinky spider was up to, it was definitely not a good thing.

Use me to achieve some purpose?

Be a cannon fodder?

Even though he was extremely reluctant, Tang San could only do what Bei Ming said. Compared to Bei Ming, the King of Slaughter in front of him was obviously more merciful.

"King of Slaughter."

"Thank you for your kindness. But I still want to obtain the title of God of Killing with my own strength, and obtain the God of Killing domain through the Hell Road, and become a real strong man."

Tang San raised his head and looked at the King of Killing, and his spine stood straight. Life is like a play, and it all depends on acting. This is Tang San's true performance.

"What???"

"You are going to refuse my reward and go to the Hell Road??? Do you know how dangerous the Hell Road is? Since the establishment of the Killing City, only a handful of people have been able to walk out of the Hell Road."

"It is normal for young people to be a little arrogant."

"But if you are too arrogant, it is conceited, which is no different from committing suicide."

"Now I give you one last chance. Do you choose to open the Hell Road or choose my reward???."

The green compound eyes of the King of Killing stared at Tang San.

"Don't think about it. I choose to open the Hell Road." Tang San had no choice but to speak.

"Okay."

"Then I will do as you wish. I hope you can succeed, walk through the road to hell, obtain the domain of the God of Killing and the inheritance of the God of Shura."

As the voice of the King of Slaughter fell, a powerful breath spread out instantly. This breath is very strong, it has exceeded the 99th level of the Ultimate Douluo, or it is close.

A strong murderous aura emanates from the body of the King of Slaughter.

The red mist spreads.

It spreads throughout the killing field, covering all the fallen people on the killing field. The next second, these fallen people became extremely excited and excited as if they were summoned by something.

They kept gathering on the killing field.

Sacrifices are needed to open the road to hell, and these fallen people are the best sacrifices. (End of this chapter)