Douluo: Take the First Poseidon’s Nine Tests

"Don't think that I can talk nonsense if I love you. After passing through the road of hell, the **** of death can return to the killing capital at any time. The rule of the killing field of **** is that the fallen who have more than 50 wins will not be in the same game. Encounter. If any killer knows such a situation, it is truly a devastating disaster for the capital of hell. In their killer domain, any spirit master can restore the use of soul skills. Otherwise, you think Why should I compromise with them?"

With blood-red eyes floating in the air, the Slaughter King muttered to himself: "I just hope that under normal circumstances, they will not be able to hold on to a hundred games, let alone pass through the road of hell. Otherwise, two killing gods will appear at the same time. I am afraid that the catastrophe of the Slaughter City will also come."

　　 waved a big hand, and a thick dark red liquid flew out in front of him. In the darkness, in front of him was a huge pool of blood filled with viscous blood. He opened his mouth and swallowed blood like his belly, and in the dim light, two fangs were vaguely exposed.

　　 Time was spent in waiting and practicing, sitting cross-legged in the cabin where he lived, Hemingway continued to send bursts of icy chill all over his body. The huge murderous aura revolves around his body all the time, and it also affects him.

It's been nearly two years since 　　 came here, and he was only one match away from the title of Hell Killing Field Champion. However, Hemingway found that his mentality was inevitably affected.

　　 In two years, more than a thousand fallen people have died in his hands. Even though those people are evil and fallen people, every time he kills a person, Hemingway will feel that his murderous aura increases by a few points. And these murderous auras are also constantly affecting him invisibly.

　　 The reason why it took so much time to get closer to the final Yum, except for the number of participants. The bigger problem comes from Hemingway himself.

　　 The rising murderous aura was nothing at first, but when Hemingway killed more than a hundred people here, he discovered that these murderous auras began to affect his own mind. At the beginning, only occasional bloodthirsty emotions were revealed, but as time passed, the killing aura became more and more obvious. As if seeing any creature and wanting to kill it. Killing individuals casually is as simple as crushing an ant to death.

　　 Therefore, in addition to participating in the competition, Hemingway's main cultivation direction is not to improve his own strength, but to suppress the increasingly powerful murderous aura.

　　 Fortunately, his White Tiger Martial Spirit itself is the master of killing, which greatly increased his resistance to murderous intent, so he was not controlled by the thought of killing. At the same time, Hemingway also regarded the killing during the game as a way to vent.

　　 Until not long ago, when Hemingway finished the ninety-nine field **** killing field, he faintly felt that the murderous aura in his body had faintly changed in quality.

　　 It’s just that the more qualitative changes are going to happen, the more you can feel that the murderous aura is not easy to control.

　　 At the same time, he also understood why Hu Liena had already achieved ninety-nine victories and had not played the 100th game for a long time.

　　 In this slaughter capital, it is no exaggeration to describe the two of them as murderous Yingye. It is precisely because of their rise in the past two years that there are fewer and fewer fallen people who dare to participate in the **** killing field. More people choose to use their previous savings to survive, and those who run out of games survive by contributing blood.

　　 After all, compared with dying right away, lingering life is definitely the choice of most people.

　　 The banging of the door suddenly sounded from the outside, and Hemingway's suppressed murderous aura rose almost instantly. The ice in the small cabin suddenly condensed, and under the pressure of the murderous aura, a solemn aura permeated. The smell of blood was released from Hemingway invisibly.

　　 "Who?" Hemingway asked in a deep voice.

　　 "It's me." A beautiful voice sounded from outside the door. Although Hemingway didn't hear this voice many times, he still recognized that the owner of the voice was Hu Liena.

　　 His brows frowned slightly, and Hemingway thought to himself, why did she come? With a wave of his hand, a blast of air flowed out and opened the latch, "Please come in."

　　 I don't know the purpose of Hu Liena's coming here, Hemingway suppressed the murderous in his heart, but his vigilance has been raised to the strongest. The door opened, and Hu Liena, dressed in black, walked in from outside. Her face looked extremely pale, and she was drinking slowly with a glass of Bloody Mary in her hand. This seems to have become the habit of the strong in the Slaughter City. Except for Hemingway, almost the fallen people who have more than ten victories in the Slaughter City will often drink blood from nowhere.

　　 glanced at the cup in Hu Liena's hand, Hemingway frowned slightly. "anything?"

　　 Hu Liena did not approach Hemingway, but stood by the door. She knows very well that in this world of killing, everyone's vigilance is extremely high. She didn't want to cause Hemingway's misunderstanding because of her unintentional actions.

　　 "I hope to join hands with you." Hu Liena directly stated her purpose.

　　 "Joining hands?" Hemingway looked at her with some doubts, "You don't know the rules of the killing fields in hell, right? There can only be one winner in each game. If we meet, how can we join forces?"

　　 Hu Liena smiled indifferently, the blood-red light in his eyes faded a bit, just as Hemingway expected, Hu Liena had been struggling in pain these days, even though she had a head spirit bone help, she did not go crazy. In addition, she also has the same perseverance. But compared with Hemingway, it is still a bit worse. Today, I finally managed to reduce the killing pressure a few minutes before I came to Hemingway.

"It's impossible for us to meet in the game. As long as there are more than fifty wins, according to the rules of the killing capital, we will not meet each other. Otherwise, who has the possibility of being among the hundred games? I'm coming to you, It’s not for this, but I hope to join forces with you when you hit the road to hell."

　　 "Hell Road?"

　　 Although Hemingway had heard this statement when he first came to the killing capital, he was completely unfamiliar with the situation of Hell Road. At that time, he also asked the black yarn girl, but the black yarn girl did not give an answer, saying that the road to **** is the biggest secret of the killing city, and only the Yum Victor has the power to know.

Hu Liena nodded seriously, "Yes, it is the road to hell. Although you and I are about to win a hundred victories in the killing fields of hell. In fact, our strength may not be stronger than the opponents we have faced. It's just that we are all. Have the ability to win without spirit abilities. Only by going to the present. To be more precise, neither you nor I are truly fallen. You don’t have to refute me. If I guess right, you should be the same as me. , Is here to experience, right?"

　　 Hemingway was secretly surprised, Hu Liena's remarks were extremely credible, at least he could not hear any flaws. And even though Hu Liena was full of murderous aura, the look in her eyes was very sincere at this time.

　　 "What does this have to do with participating in Hell Road?" Hemingway asked lightly. A cold light flashed in Hu Liena's eyes, "Of course it does matter. If you are not a fallen person, it should be almost the end of your experience. Naturally, you have to go through the road of **** to leave here. Moreover, there is a sky hidden in the road of hell. The big secret. Neither you nor me can pass it by our own strength alone. Only when we unite can we have a chance to succeed."

　　 Hemingway smiled indifferently, "Then why should I trust you? Who knows if you will stab me in the back, don't forget, this is the killing capital. You can't believe anyone's words casually."

　　 bit her lower lip. Although Hu Liena knew that Hemingway's suspicions were normal in this place, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart. Deep down, she really fell in love with this handsome young man. But she came to Hemingway today, but it has nothing to do with feelings.

"Although I don't know your origin, but to show my sincerity, I can tell you my origin." Hu Liena stared at Hemingway and said, "My name is Hu Liena and I come from the Hall of Souls. My teacher is today. His Majesty the Pope of Wuhun Hall."

　　 Hemingway said flatly: "This can represent your sincerity? What does it mean to me where you come from?"

　　 "You..." Hu Liena didn't expect Hemingway to be so repellent and thousands of miles away.

"Coincidence benefits both. Hell Road does not regulate the number of people to enter. No matter you or me, one person will die if you enter. This is good, and I will tell you a secret. If you can walk out of Hell Road, then, not only can you Come back here anytime. You can also get a great benefit."

　　 "Oh?" Hemingway said: "You tell me the situation of Hell Road, maybe I will consider cooperating with you."

　　 If it was Hu Liena before, it would certainly not be so easy to tell the secrets in her heart, but a woman who fell in love with someone would often be rationally manipulated, not to mention that most of her energy now is focused on suppressing murderous intent.

At the moment, Hu Liena said seriously: "The entrance to Hell Road is at the Killing Fields of Hell, where we fight every day. Everyone who dies there, blood and soul will be swallowed by Hell Road. What is inside Hell Road? I don't know the situation either. I just know that if you enter there, if you don't have a strong murderous intent to protect you, you will immediately be swallowed by the fierce aura in the road to hell."

"There are many theories about the formation of the Slaughter City, but the most reliable one is the special domain left by a great powerhouse who broke through the 100-level limit. And the name of this domain is called the Killing God domain. If you can get through it The road to **** is equivalent to being recognized by the Killing God Realm. The Killing God Realm will absorb his own murderous aura and form his own realm, which is attributed to the Martial Spirit. It is also called the Martial Spirit's talent domain. This increase is justified. It is equivalent to that a soul master who has passed the test of **** has one more skill than a normal soul master. It is also the most precious domain skill."

　　 "Are domain skills valuable?" Hemingway asked lightly. In fact, in certain aspects he knew more than Hu Liena, for example, he knew that the killing **** domain was related to the inheritance of the **** Shura. If you want to inherit the throne of Shura, you must have the Killing God Realm!

Hu Liena said anxiously: "I really don't know how your teacher taught you. Domain skills are of course important. Generally speaking, only when the spirit master reaches the titled Douluo realm, the ninth spirit ability can appear. . And the chance of appearing is only one in ten. Domain type spirit abilities, also known as the best spirit abilities. Apart from obtaining them at the Title Douluo level, only the talent skills of martial souls are likely to appear. It belongs to oneself. In the realm of, one’s own strength will be amplified while the opponent’s strength will be suppressed. If applied properly, the effect will be extremely terrifying.”

　　 At this point, Hu Liena paused and continued in Shen Ning's tone: "Moreover, the talent field will continue to evolve with the improvement of its own strength. For example, the Killing God field will increase with the increase in murderous aura."

　　 Hemingway knew everything in his heart, but his face was still surprised at the right time, and said: "How can you know so clearly?"

Hu Liena took a deep breath, with a hesitant light in her eyes. After a while, she said, "Because, I know a strong man with the Killing God Realm. These are all she told me, otherwise, why would I be so disgusting? Where to come."

　　 Hemingway glanced at the cup with the Bloody Mary in her hand, "Disgusting? I think you have adapted well."

　　 Hu Liena wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, the blood-red light in her eyes was obviously enhanced a bit, UU reading www.uukanshu. com "This is not adaptation. Just drinking it will calm my mood and stop being so restless."

"For the sake of you telling me about the killing of the gods domain, just to mention you, in this killing city, itself is poisonous. The more you drink this thing, the deeper the poisoning. That is a kind of concealment. Chronic poison in the blood. I don’t know what effect will be after creating Hell Road and leaving here. But I can be sure that this chronic poison should be affected by Hell Road. It took more than a thousand years for eight people to leave here. . This is not just the horror of Hell Road itself. I am afraid that this kind of poison has played a big role." Hemingway glanced at the wine glass in her hand and said after a glance.

　　 Snap—The cup fell on the ground, and the bright red liquid spilled, making Hu Liena's face suddenly difficult to look.

　　 "Poisonous?" She looked at Hemingway in disbelief.

Hemingway said faintly: "I have studied it carefully. This poison did not appear in the blood at first, but in the air. Affected by the toxins in the air and inspired by its own murderous aura, blood is needed to calm the restlessness. Over time, I am afraid I will become addicted. The poison in the blood will be exciting and even stronger. But once the poison is stimulated, I am afraid that no one can resist it. You are not too poisoned. Stop drinking blood, There is also salvation. If you continue, I am afraid that you will not be my partner on the road to hell, but the person who caused me trouble."

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