Starting from Douluo to become a god against the sky

He waved forward with one hand, and more than a dozen masters of law enforcement in the killing capital fell behind him.

"Children of the Slaughter City, today is the time for your allegiance to the great Slaughter King.

"Under my domain, your soul abilities will be released and your strength will become stronger.

"Kill them, the three beautiful and beautiful women are at your disposal. Within three years, everyone will no longer have to enter the killing fields of hell.

"Anyone who kills one of them will be immediately promoted to the elder of the killing capital and enjoy endless glory and wealth."

Every word of the Slaughter King seems to possess a magical power, which can make thousands of the Slaughter City degenerate with blood.

Coupled with that very tempting promise, at this moment, the killing capital is boiling.

The King of Slaughter stood on the wall, emitting endless red light from his body.

Inside the black city wall, there were countless crazy and excited howls, and boundless noises rose into the sky.

The earth began to tremble, and countless powerful auras surged towards them like a torrent of giant beasts in the spirit of Tang San and his group.

Those are the tens of thousands of fallen people in the killing city.

The words of the King of Slaughter just fell, and countless corruptions appeared at the gate and on the wall.

Under the red light emitted by the Slaughter King, spirit rings appeared on these fallen people, and the spirit abilities that had been suppressed for many years returned to them again.

With red eyes and greedy eyes, these fallen men jumped madly from the wall.

Dense crowds of people rushed up the city wall, and then jumped outside the city. At a glance, there were thousands of people, and they were still pouring out continuously.

"Do you think I will fight you fairly? First, enjoy the meal I prepared for you. When you finish killing my people, I will give you a chance to challenge me, Jie Jie Jie"

The Slaughter King showed a cruel smile on his face.

Looking at the thousands of fallen people who had rushed out in that short moment, Tang San's expression changed.

He still underestimated the insidious and cunning level of the Slaughter King, and even let all the fallen people in the Slaughter City be cannon fodder.

After they finish killing these fallen ones, how can they still have the strength to deal with the Slaughter King?

Behind him, Dai Mubai's faces became extremely pale.

Obviously, they have been shocked by this cruel scene.

"Wake up!" Tang San shouted violently, awakening his friends.

Several people Dai Mubai had intensive cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Assist Rongrong! Oscar prepares sausages." Tang San roared.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar didn't dare to neglect, they used their spirit abilities at extremely fast speeds.

Facing the attacks of thousands of soul masters at the same time, their mood has become extremely dignified.

Among these fallen people who rushed up without fear of death, there were also a small number of Contras and Soul Saint level powerhouses.

"Kill!" Tang San was full of murderous awe. With the increase in Ning Rongrong's spirit ability, his strength improved in all aspects, reaching the level of a Super Douluo.

Countless blue silver grass rushed out from the vast ground ahead, turning those unsuspecting degeneration into a personal skewers.

It was the first time that Tang San had used such a wide range of spirit abilities, but the effect was remarkable.

Just a blue-silver thorn, it immediately harvested the lives of hundreds of fallen people.

His blue silver herb is very good at wide range control and attack.

At this moment, the footsteps of the fallen man behind suddenly stopped, and the entire battlefield was silent for a while.

They were all startled by Tang San's terrifying strength.

Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, and instantly felt emboldened in their hearts.

What if there are more fallen people?The gap with their strength is still too big.

As long as they maintain long-range attacks and keep these fallen ones close, they will remain invincible.

"Come on, my people, kill them, and you will have supreme glory."

The King of Slaughter's magical voice sounded, and the eyes of those who fell were instantly red, the blood in their bodies boiled uncontrollably, and their reason gradually left them.

After a short pause, these fallen people rushed towards the Shrek Seven Monsters frantically.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of the Slaughter King's mouth, as long as he was in this Slaughter City, he was invincible.

Whoever wants to kill him must withstand the attacks of these fallen beasts.

But he felt extremely distressed in his heart, and at the same time hated Tang San to the extreme.

Losing so many fallen people, the bloody Mary produced in the killing city will be greatly reduced, and the strength of the killing city will be greatly reduced.

Although distressed for the life of the fallen, he never took it personally.

Before Tang San's trump cards were clear, he wouldn't risk his life.

Especially, he felt the horror of the weapon in Tang San's hands.

"That's a divine weapon!" The Slaughter King was awe-inspiring.

He suddenly foreseeed a strong crisis, and inexplicably had a hunch in his heart that he would die here today!

"How is it possible!" The King of Slaughter roared in his heart, "I have tens of thousands of people, can't I beat seven Title Douluo?"

But the fact is like this, the inexplicable feeling of death in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, making him sit on a needle blanket.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, like a cold poisonous snake, watching the Tang Sanqi who was slaughtering the blood, and various thoughts flashed in his mind.

"Little San, these depraved people are crazy!" Dai Mubai roared, and kept showing the white tiger cracking light waves.

This was his long-range attack skill, and it didn't consume much soul power, so it was enough to kill these soul masters whose soul power was much lower than him.

Ma Hongjun's mouth continuously spouted phoenix fire lines, and fireballs fell from the sky from time to time, harvesting a large number of the lives of these fallen people.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar stood at the back, allowing his partners to maintain their peak state at any time.

Except Tang San, all of them became extremely anxious.

Those fallen people were really crazy, and they were not afraid of death, and they threw their spirit abilities over.

Tang San frowned, an unprecedented sense of crisis lingering in his heart.