The Wolf of Douluo Walks the World

You can search for "Douluo Wolf Xingtianxia Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The hungry wolf lay quietly in a pool of blood, regaining his spirit.The flowing blood covered the coagulated blood stains, and the weeds here withered and died in this bloody killing intent.

His pure black hair has been dyed red with blood.

After the first month of crazy killings, humans seemed to be scared, and fewer and fewer people were challenged. Often, there were not a hundred people in a few days.

Next to him stood a beautiful maid. She had been shivering for a while, because she could not get used to the cruel sight before her.

"How long have I been here?" Li Liang asked, closing his eyes.

"Lord Wolf, it's been a year and twelve days." The maid trembling all over, but her voice was unusually stable, because the unsuccessful maid had been eaten by the cruel wolf.

"Has it been a year?" Li Liang's eyes were a little confused, he stood up and walked towards the city.

"My lord!" The maid was terrified. This was the first time she saw Li Liang approach the city.

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At the same time, in the killing arena, a bloody figure was being besieged by others. He was holding a hammer and waving it frantically and rhythmically.

The human head burst open like a watermelon.

"How many games has he won?" The Slaughter King's gloomy voice sounded.

"Ninety-eight games." The maid quickly answered.

Looking at the middle-aged man who looked like the invincible God of War in the projection, the King of Slaughter took a sip of the Bloody Mary in the cup and fell into thought.

"Wang, Lord Wolf is here." A terrifying knight bowed on one knee.

"Oh? Why did that hungry wolf leave the wasteland and come to my city?" The Slaughter King was a little surprised, he stood up and walked outside the door.

When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, "Perhaps, he can be killed by the hand of this hungry wolf."

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At the gate of the city, Li Liang heard the King of Slaughter laugh loudly, "Wolf, why are you willing to come to me?"

"It is estimated that I have almost completed the test of the evil god," Li Liang's mouth raised slightly, "I am afraid it is time to leave here."

The Slaughter King originally thought that the arrival of this black wolf was just a hoax on a whim by the gods, but as the aura of the outer god on the black wolf grew stronger, he began to suspect that these were transactions between gods.

But there is still something he needs to accomplish, and he can't let him leave like this.

"Do you know the conditions for leaving here?" The Slaughter King asked, the same scarlet eyes glowing strangely in the pitch-black horn helmet.

"Oh? Conditions?" Li Liang really laughed from the bottom of his heart.Ever since he heard that voice, looking at the King of Slaughter in front of him, he always felt that there was countless irony.

The King of Slaughter could naturally hear the ridicule in Li Liang's words, but he didn't delve into it, just as the excitement of the wolf about to leave.

"Everyone who leaves the Slaughter Capital needs to achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the Slaughter Arena." The Slaughter King stated the rules, although this rule does not apply to Li Liang.

"So?" Li Liang's questioning tone intensified, and great pressure was placed on the Slaughter King, "I want to participate in your rubbish killing arena?"

"No, no," the King of Slaughter didn't seem to feel the pressure on him. To be precise, this pressure didn't stop him. "You are my friend and the distinguished guest God made me entertain. I don't I will drag it like this and won't let you leave."

"Friend? Dear guest?" Li Liang was really about to laugh, and there was a little pity in his eyes looking at the King of Slaughter.

"Of course. For you who is being watched by the gods, I think," the King of Slaughter licked his dry lips, "just kill a hundred-game winning streak."

"With your strong strength, this should be simple, right?"

"Are you sure this is God's rule?" Li Liang could no longer express his sympathy for the Slaughter King.

"Naturally, as God's spokesperson in the mortal world, I will naturally not distort God's will."

"How long will it take to prepare?" Li Liang asked.

"For half a month, at most half a month, you will participate in the final event."

"Well, I will come again in half a month." Li Liang turned around and left.

Looking at the back of Li Liang's departure, the red light in the eyes of the Slaughter King became even stronger.He couldn't wait to grab the maid beside him, pulled it to his side, bit her neck in one bite, and swallowed up the blood.

Then, he threw the corpse aside, making a terrible laugh like a night owl.

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The exhausted middle-aged man returned to his residence. He had just won ninety-nine games in a row. He learned that the 100th game would start in three days.Biquge China www.djychina.com

You know, now, it is even more difficult to gather 99 people to compete with him. I didn't expect the last battle to be so fast.

At the same time, the King of Slaughter came to the arena in person and told him that after Yum, there would be a surprise that made him confused.

"I really want to get rid of that bastard wearing a helmet!" Feeling the violence inside, he gulped a glass of Bloody Mary.

"Posesi, I'm almost qualified." He thought about the beautiful and proud woman, thinking crazy.

He rushed to the street, randomly found an exposed woman, and began to vent frantically.

Seeing that it was the demon king, the woman underneath also catered wildly.At the same time, the nails slowly reached his neck.

Twenty minutes later, he returned to his residence, leaving behind the dead woman.

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The one hundredth battle came. The middle-aged man held the hammer in his hand, lifted the weight lightly, and swung wildly.

However, the enemy's level was greatly reduced compared to before, and it seemed to be gathered by newcomers who had just arrived in the killing capital.

There were some doubts in his heart, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and he quickly killed them all.

The King of Slaughter came to the center of the arena, "Congratulations, our arena once again ushered in the strongest Yum."

His high voice drove the fallen people who were onlookers into frantic cheers, "King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..."

"No, no, no," he waved his hand to the surrounding audience, like a professional host who took the celebrity's limelight and made an apologetic gesture, "Today's protagonist is the king of our victory! "

"And now, I will give him a surprise!" The passionate voice made the audience cheer, and at the same time, a bad feeling arose in the middle-aged man's heart.

"Welcome, our great Mr. Wolf, come on stage!" The Slaughter King's voice became more frantic, and as his voice fell, the black wolf jumped into the arena.

The audience was stagnant.

"My surprise is," the Slaughter King smiled evilly, "given you the opportunity to fight the great Mr. Wolf! Life and death!"

In an instant, the atmosphere of the audience burst, and everyone shouted, "Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!"

"What?" The middle-aged man was a little flustered. He had observed the so-called "Monster War" from a distance, that is, a hundred people besieged the hungry wolf.

But that was not war at all, but unilateral killing. He only saw the hungry wolf swallowing those crazy people into his belly.

In the Slaughter Capital where no spirit abilities can be used, that hungry wolf is simply not a human being.

Therefore, he honestly continued to participate in the arena, through a hundred consecutive victories to obtain the qualifications of becoming a god-the field of killing gods.

Now you want to fight him?

The black werewolf's joking gaze, the King of Slaughter flashed red eyes, and the onlookers cheered loudly, making him feel dizzy.

"Is that the end?" He was very unwilling, "I will never catch it with my hands."

"Now," the voice of the Slaughter King sounded, "Go!"

The middle-aged man retreated dozens of steps in an instant, and a scene that shocked him appeared before him.

The black wolf took out the heart of the King of Slaughter!

The triumphant triumph of the Slaughter King's mouth solidified.

In front of everyone, Li Liang directly swallowed the King of Slaughter into his belly, and walked to the middle-aged man.

"Human," his deep voice sounded, "tell me, your name."

"Tang--Chen--" Tang Chen's rounded eyes fixedly looked at the wolf in front of him, his throat a bit dry.

"Very well, according to God's will," Li Liang turned and left, "You are the new king of killing."

As soon as the voice fell, the purest meaning of killing swept through Tang Chen, and every time he invaded, he trembled.

When the god came, the wolf had disappeared, and he had mastered the realm of killing god!

He slowly walked forward, put the horned helmet on his head, and held up the scarlet sword, "I am the King of Slaughter!" he shouted.

The Fallen shouted for him, "King of Killing, King of Killing, King of Killing..."

Leaving Li Liang, listening to the madness inside, shook his head, "Stupid human beings."