In the capital of killing, the gloomy castle of killing, the palace of the king of killing, the voice of the messenger of killing came from outside.
"Those three won another game!"
"I know!" said the King of Slaughter.
The huge skull throne is like a huge bat head. The seat is inlaid with blue and purple crystals, and a pair of scarlet blood eyes at the top, like a living creature, giving people an extremely eerie and strange feeling.
On the throne, the unusually tall King of Slaughter was hidden in the dark shadows. From a distance, he looked like a terrifying blood shadow.
The sexy and slender Killing Envoy leaned his upper body in front of the Killing King's knees and said softly, "Great King, do you think we want to formally contact them? There has been no truly strong person joining the Killing City for a long time."
"Didn't that flame madman bring a group of people?" the King of Slaughter said.
The Killing Messenger's delicate face and hands gently rubbed the Slaughter King's thighs, and his voice was full of charm, saying, "Among those people, except for those who are over seventy levels, the others can only be regarded as one." A mobile blood bank."
"Among them, although Zhongli Andela and Jian Yunxi are not bad, they are still worse than the three of them, Flame Madman, Hell Messenger, and Blue Hao Hammer King."
Blue Hao Hammer King was Tang San's title in the Killing City.
You must know that from the beginning of martial arts training to the attachment of soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San had never cultivated his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul except for the daily tempering and refining of the second martial spirit.
This also resulted in his Clear Sky Hammer being too deeply affected by the soul power of the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit, especially after the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline was fully awakened and the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit was completely refined, his Clear Sky Hammer also seemed to As if refined by the Blue Silver Emperor's martial spirit, the small black hammer that was originally flowing with silver light was completely transformed into azure blue.
And his performance in the killing fields of hell, holding the azure blue Haotian Hammer that contained the breath of life, passing through the levels and killing enemies all the way, was completely different from what he had done before, it was like he had changed his fighting style.
Because of this, Shura, who was famous for blood, cruelty, cold-bloodedness, death, killing, etc., had no chance with Tang San this time.
On the contrary, it was his fierce and wild domineering appearance that left a deep impression on everyone who saw him fight, giving him the title of Blue Hao Hammer King.
The King of Slaughter asked, "Are you very optimistic about them?"
While making secret glances at the King of Slaughter, the Slaughter Messenger said with all his strength, "The Flame Madman, the Hell Messenger, and the Blue Hao Hammer King, all three of them have leapfrog combat capabilities, which are comparable to ordinary low-level titled Douluo and high-level fighting souls. Luo's strength and various combat skills are also terrifying. If we can recruit them, they will definitely enhance the strength of our killing city."
"In other words, if they become Titled Douluo, even if they are just joining for the first time, won't they have the strength to challenge me?"
The King of Slaughter said in his heart, and said calmly, "Shirley, do you think they can complete a hundred consecutive victories and challenge the Road to Hell?"
The Killing Messenger exhaled and said, "It will be a matter of time to complete a hundred games. Although I don't know much about the road to hell, I think I can't stop them."
The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "What if we pass on the secret techniques we obtained some time ago?"
The Killing Messenger was startled and said with a look of astonishment, "Great King, which secret techniques do you mean to pass on to your people?"
"What do you think of it?"
The King of Slaughter said, with his pale face hidden in the darkness, no one could tell what he was thinking.
The Killing Envoy looked at the man who served him every day in shock, as if a thunderbolt flashed through his mind, and said softly, "If those secret techniques are passed on, although it can enhance the strength of our Killing City, it will also Increase the intensity of the competition in the Hell Killing Fields and make it more difficult for those three people to pass the level.”
"Is it?"
The King of Killing seemed to be in a good mood. As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the Killing Messenger lying on his lap, stood up and threw it on the seat behind him. Without waiting for her answer, he turned over and pressed on her.
Accompanied by the overwhelming sound and an indescribable fierce collision, a lot of time passed overnight.
The next day, in the dark and dark Slaughter Castle, the Slaughter King hugged the Slaughter Messenger, who was weak and seemed to fall apart from the torment, and said indifferently, "You must get this matter done as soon as possible."
The Killing Messenger's soft voice was hoarse, and he said softly, "Why? Great King, don't you want them to join our Killing City?"
"Although we had an agreement with Wuhun Palace a thousand years ago, there is no guarantee that they will tear up this agreement one day."
"The Flame Madman, the Hell Messenger, and the Blue Hao Hammer King, these three are all truly powerful men that have been rarely seen in hundreds of years. When they grow up in the future, they will definitely enhance the strength of our killing city. If this happens, it will be damaged. Wouldn’t it be such a pity to be in the killing fields of hell?”
It was obvious that even if the Killing Messenger was a high-level Contra, her voice would become hoarse after shouting all night.
The King of Slaughter said coldly, "The Wuhun Palace is not free to take care of us yet, and do you still remember the two guests who came some time ago?"
"Guests? Are they the two people who secretly sneaked into the Killing City?"
The Killing Messenger lazily leaned on the King of Killing's arms, enjoying the tenderness after a night of fierce fighting.
As the woman and messenger of the King of Slaughter, she naturally knows all about the troubles in the Slaughter City.
The King of Killing said coldly, "Yes, they are the only two killing gods left in the world."
The Killing Messenger seemed to have thought of something. His rosy and pretty face changed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Could it be that the Hell Messenger and the Blue Hao Hammer King are related to these two killing gods?"
The King of Killing said, "You are very smart, but it is not two of them, but three of them."
"Three?"
The Killing Messenger said with a surprised look on his face, "Could it be that the Flame Mad Demon is also related to one of these two killing gods?"
The King of Slaughter nodded and said, "Yes, I originally thought that there was no one behind the Flame Mad Demon and he was a target we could recruit, but I didn't expect that he and the Blue Hao Hammer King were both sent by the most terrifying God of Death. of."
Why does the King of Slaughter think Tang Hao is the most terrifying?
Instead of Bibi Dong, her cultivation is obviously more terrifying.
In fact, this little-known secret starts with the origin of the King of Slaughter.
You know, as a native species of the Slaughter City, before the blood-red nine-headed bat king possessed Tang Chen and became the Slaughter King, he had seen what kind of terrifying strength Tang Chen had.
The King of Slaughter knew very well that if Tang Chen had not fallen into the endless evil thoughts constructed by the Rakshasa God when he completed the eighth test of Shura, and was plotted by the old lover of the Shura God, giving him an opportunity, he would have occupied Tang Chen's body.
Otherwise, even if his true body is a terrifying beast comparable to hundreds of thousands of years old soul beast, he will not be able to take over Tang Chen's body and completely become the master of the Killing City.
And even so, to this day, he is helpless about Tang Chen's soul deep in his mind.
Even though Tang Chen's soul seemed to be suppressed in his body, he just couldn't completely erase Tang Chen's soul.
He even had to drink Bloody Mary constantly. With the help of the Rakshasa power contained in the Bloody Mary, Tang Chen's soul could not break free from the terrifying illusion of evil thoughts.
Of course, this is the deepest and most important secret hidden deep in the heart of the Slaughter King. Even his female killer, the aunt of Emperor Xue Ye and Prince Snow Star, Black Swan Shirley, has no idea that he is sleeping with her. This man looks like a human, but is actually the human body and the soul of an animal.
Really, with a human face and an animal heart.
The King of Slaughter continued, "You also know that people who pass through the Hell Road can still use soul skills within the scope of the Killing God's Domain, and they can allow others to use soul skills within the scope of the Domain."
"So the ones that can threaten the existence of the Killing City are definitely not the Wuhun Palace, but the two remaining killing gods in the world."
"Do everything as I say. Although I don't want any more killing gods to appear in the city of killing, I don't want to bear the wrath of any of them."
"What about you?"
The Killing Messenger suddenly took a breath. To be honest, she suddenly couldn't understand the arrangement of the Killing King.
He clearly didn't want to bear the wrath of the two killing gods, but why did he still plan to let the three trespassers collapse on the killing field of hell?
"Can't you understand?" said the King of Slaughter.
The Killing Messenger nodded feebly, and the Killing King smiled and said, "Tell me, what if I told you that the three secret techniques we obtained some time ago are also being practiced by the Flame Madman?"
"What? How is this possible?" The Killing Messenger looked shocked.
The King of Slaughter said calmly, "Xueli, practice hard. When you step into the Titled Douluo one day, you will understand what I mean."
"You have also seen that although there are not many people practicing the secret techniques we have obtained, there are still a lot of them. What does this mean?"
"This means that there must have been changes in the outside world that we don't know about, and I can see that the Flame Madman, the Blue Hao Hammer King, and the Hell Messenger have also practiced those things. What does this mean?"
"This shows that our seemingly precious secret method is already very common in the outside world. So what's the problem with us people in the Killing City practicing it?"
The killing messenger suddenly said, "Great King, I understand what you mean. You want to say that if we do this, we will not offend the two killing gods, right?"
The King of Slaughter nodded approvingly and said with a smile, "I only hope that they cannot complete a hundred consecutive victories. If so, the two Gods of Killing will still vent their anger on us. I am not afraid of them, no matter how much anger they have. , I, the king, also followed."
"king!"
The Killing Messenger's eyes were filled with autumnal waves, and he looked at the King of Killing infatuatedly, as if he was in some kind of intoxication.
"Oh, bitch!"
The King of Slaughter laughed and cursed, turned his tall and tall body, and ignored the hoarse begging and shouting of the Slaughter Messenger for mercy, and started a new round of conquest.
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