Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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The killing fields of hell.

At this moment, the corpses all over the ground and the corpses crushed by the repulsive force of Shenluo Tianzheng showed various deformed shapes. Some were hung on cantilevered beams, some were pasted on the wall, and some lay on the ground and became a pool of flesh. Mud sets off here like hell on earth.

Yang Ming wandered among the corpse and blood without changing his face and heartbeat. Even the bloody breath that was hard to see from the corpse could not affect his mind.

Standing in the center of the killing fields of hell, an invisible storm of mental power spreads centered on Yang Ming.

In the next moment, the blood flowing on the ground seemed to come to life. From the dots and the lines to the lines, it gurgled down from the audience stage in all directions. A large amount of blood flowed down the auditorium like a stream. The inconspicuous small official roads flowed to the central field of the killing field, and it was clearly visible that countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes.

Naturally, Yang Ming would not release Hu Liena from the supernatural space to watch this kind of scene.

Because this scene before me is really disgusting.

Yang Ming is a straight man of steel, which does not mean that he doesn't feel sorry for his woman.

This kind of disgusting thing is good for yourself, there is no need to make your own woman suffer.

The blood flowed into the field, but it did not spread in a straight line. I don't know when grooves appeared on the ground, and blood flowed into it. Gradually, it converged into a huge blood red pattern on the ground.

At this moment, Yang Ming is in this pattern, it is difficult to see the whole picture clearly. Yang Ming looks down on the ground from a high altitude with a strong sense of consciousness, and observes the whole pattern, and he can find that the pattern made of blood is actually a single piece. Bats, bats of evil spirits.

Over the past few months, Yang Ming has come to the hell killing field every day to participate in competitions, not just to kill people.

Relying on the top-notch observation ability of the eyes of reincarnation, the penetration of powerful spiritual consciousness, and the process of opening the road to hell in the original work, Yang Ming has already mastered the way to open the road to hell.

In fact, the so-called road to hell needs to be opened by the King of Slaughter, which in itself is a scam.

You know, the history of the Slaughter City is earlier than the Slaughter King!

There have been eight killing gods in the history of the killing city. If there is no gang of the killing king, how could the first killing god open the way to hell in the long past?

Just think about it, and you can know the logical sequence.

Of course, for someone else, even if Pope Bibi Dong is here, even if he knows that this is the case, I am afraid it will be difficult to open the road to hell on his own.

After all, one of the prerequisites for opening the road to hell is that a lot of fresh blood is needed for irrigation!

This alone can intercept most people.

In addition, it is not unreasonable that the City of Killing needs to win a hundred games in a row in the killing field of hell to open the road to hell.

Because at the next moment, a turbulent red light shot up into the sky from underneath the formation.

Half of the sky was illuminated by sudden red light, and shocking horror and murderous aura permeated.

At this moment, if there is no protective body of killing intent accumulated in a hundred consecutive victories, it will be eroded and assimilated by the killing intent in a short period of time, and even the mind will be dominated by the killing intent. From then on, people lose their sanity and become a victim. Killing intent drives monsters that will only continue to kill.

In response, Yang Ming just swung the mysterious sword across his chest.

Despite the turbulent killing intent, he stood like a cedar, towering motionless, his killing intent was not close at all, he was completely blocked by the mysterious sword, and he selectively absorbed it by the way.04 Novel www.04xs.com

Outside the hell killing field, the members of the law enforcement team chasing Yang Ming's breath rushed outside, seeing the blood rising into the sky with a blank expression.

Only the captain of the law enforcement team knows some insider quotes, black and white and impermanent with a look of surprise, and secretly said in his heart:

"Does that kid start the road to hell?"

"But how is this possible? How did he start the ceremony without a great king?"

With 100,000 doubts in mind, Black and White Wuchang led hundreds of people behind him into the killing fields of hell.

As soon as they stepped into the gate, they saw corpses all over the floor, blood flowing into rivers.

Even if they were all murderous murderers, they were shocked when they suddenly saw this hellish scene on earth.

Black and White Impermanence deserves to be a Title Douluo. He condensed his mind faster than his subordinates, and his eyes fell on the figure shrouded in red light. When I saw Yang Ming's familiar face, Black and White Impermanence suddenly stunned, and secretly said badly.

Yang Ming and the black and white impermanence face each other, electricity is generated in the void, and smoke is filled.

Waved to the opponent, Yang Ming's voice couldn't pass through the red light to the outside, but judging from the shape of his mouth, it clearly said:

"You wait for me!"

In the next instant, under the blood-red beam of light, Yang Ming only felt the empty space under his feet, and everything around him became illusory, and his figure disappeared into a red glow at the same time.

Seeing Yang Ming disappeared, many of the law enforcement team members' eyes flickered, and they seemed to have an answer in their hearts. They didn't say a word, for fear that after they learned the secret, their necks would be clicked and their heads disappeared.

After all, no matter when, only the dead can keep a secret.

Not to mention that everyone in the law enforcement team is at risk.

At this moment, Yang Ming found that everything around him had become illusory, and all his perceptions had been completely closed at this moment. The pain that he could not control made him even have an inexplicable fear for a moment. .

The cold light of Samsara's eyes flowed, and it quickly helped Yang Ming suppress the unnecessary fear in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, and with a violent shock, all the sensory systems returned to normal, and the surrounding blood gradually faded.

Yang Ming looked calm and found himself on a circular platform, which was only about five meters in diameter, not big.

When he reached a safe place, Yang Ming released Hu Liena from the divine power space.

"Where is this place?"

As soon as Hu Liena came out, she found her body very uncomfortable.

"Here is the road to hell."

Yang Mingyu is not shocking and endlessly dying, and when he speaks, Hu Liena's face is shocked.

"Wait, this is the road to hell?" Hu Liena's heart trembled slightly, and said: "I didn't say before that you need to win a hundred games in the killing field in hell to open the road to hell?"

As soon as he spoke, Hu Liena was affected by the road of hell, even if a faint blood mist was released from his body, but after all, there was no vigorous blood for a hundred consecutive victories, and the eyes of the whole person had completely turned blood red. Around the body, the white ripples continued to strengthen in the fluctuations, and the body was convulsing violently like a goat, seeming to be suffering from some huge pain.

Yang Ming's expression sank, and immediately squeezed Hu Liena's hand.