Douluo: Don't touch my brother Tang San

Chapter 447 That beautiful woman... her name is Bo Saixi!

"Go to hell, pass the test of the road to hell, and become a new generation of God of Killing." The King of Slaughter said, and suddenly a red light flashed on the killing field.

"Killing God! Killing God! Killing God!" All the people in the Killing City cheered, and each and every one of them did not know what kind of stimulation they received.

Open your palm and let the blood flow down. The blood falls to the ground and begins to condense. A large amount of blood is like a stream, flowing along the small and inconspicuous pipes under the auditorium towards the center of the killing field. It is clearly visible that countless winding red streams

The liquid flows into the field like little snakes.

Even if most of the people who come to the Slaughter City are degenerates, they want to live here for the rest of their lives, but they can walk out of the Slaughter City, defeat a hundred victories, and become a new generation of strong men and a new generation of killing gods.

They dream.

It's just that becoming a new generation of Gods of Death is too far away and too difficult to achieve. At this time, they can see two people who have become a new generation of Gods of Death through hundreds of games. If they can't get excited, it will be unforgettable in this life.

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In the end, the King of Slaughter also made a cut on his palm, and the blood was seen flowing down.

"King!" The killing envoys were stunned for a moment when they saw this.

In fact, there is no need for their king's blood to open the road to hell. As long as those present offer sacrifices, it is enough. But their king also donated blood, so those present do not need to die, but only shed some blood.

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The killing envoys saw that their king had donated blood, and after looking at Tang Xi, they couldn't help but follow suit.

In this case, the road to hell in the killing city can be opened more quickly.

They would never have to see that difficult little devil again.

For some reason, the Killers all felt a bit sad. Their king donated blood, presumably just like them, he never wanted to see the little devil again.

It turns out that their king still remembered the complaint they made before, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious to send them away.

What a... big misunderstanding...

The blood flowed into the field and did not spread in a straight line. Grooves appeared on the ground at some point, and the blood flow poured into them. Gradually, they converged into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

Tang Xi and Tang San were in this pattern. It was difficult to see the whole picture clearly. They saw the red light rising sharply. Tang Xi and Tang San felt a force and closed their eyes subconsciously.

However, they discovered that the pattern formed by the blood was actually a creature similar to a bird, but it looked a little strange and was not as simple as an ordinary bird.

this……

bat?

"I wish you good luck on the road to hell." Following the words of the King of Slaughter, Tang Xi and Tang San had already disappeared on the killing field.

The person who sacrificed some blood didn't feel anything. The excitement didn't have time to subside. I don't know whether it was seeing the legendary two gods or the two most powerful ones leaving the killing city. Their power

Chengdu can improve together again, and there is no need to guard against those two people fearfully.

Maybe both!

"The little devil is gone..." I don't know who said this blankly.

"The little devil is gone! I finally don't have to be clean anymore!"

“Wow, those streets in the inner city can finally return to their former glory!”

"When I saw those streets, I thought I was in the wrong place." They were really too clean, too clean to match their style of a murderous city.

Not only the people of the Killing City were happy, but even the service-oriented envoys who joined the mission also cheered.

“Finally no need to study those weird dishes!”

"Yes, yes, from now on we can cook whatever we want."

"It's so difficult. Why don't you know that it's a good thing that the little devil is gone!"

"We can finally get back the dignity of the Killing Messenger."

The King of Slaughter looked at Zi Ming and his messenger who were about to go crazy, and couldn't help but shake his head. Although that little girl Tang Xi loves to be clean and likes to eat a little, she is not that exaggerated.

The King of Slaughter quickly left the place, leaving behind the still excited people and the Slaughter Envoys. However, he suddenly felt weak inside.

It's not a physical problem, it's... The King of Slaughter looked sharply at his hand that hadn't healed yet. There was still a lot of blood on it, red with black. He felt that the black didn't belong to him, so he subconsciously wanted to get rid of it.

These black blood stains.

The King of Slaughter quickly returned to his palace and took out a large container. A voice in his heart told him to get rid of the black blood.

Get rid of it!

The King of Slaughter cut his palm again and watched the bright red blood mixed with the black blood flow out little by little. He could even feel the black blood struggling!

These black blood are alive!

The King of Slaughter had a slight expression on his face, gathering the soul power in his body to fight against the black blood, but what followed was a great pain in his head, but he felt that this was an opportunity, and he did not want to take advantage of it.

One, two, three...

The King of Slaughter drew bloodstains one after another from his palms to his wrists and arms.

He covered his painful head with one hand while concentrating on fighting the surging black blood in his body, forcing them out bit by bit...

Even if he is sweating profusely and his face is pale in the end, the King of Slaughter does not want to give up!

That beautiful woman...

Her name is Bo Saixi!

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(End of chapter)