Douluo: Haotian myth

Afterwards, Tang Bufan left Thunder God Valley.

When he returned to the starting point of the Thunder God's Road, he did not expect that none of Tang Ming and the other five people were there.

Seeing Tang Bufan coming back, Three-Eyed Thunder Leopard said respectfully: "Your Highness, you are back. They are practicing on the Road of Thunder God, and they are making good progress."

Tang Bufan nodded, looking towards the Road of Thunder God, and soon saw Tang Ming and five others immersed in cultivation.

After a while, Tang Bufan suddenly said: "Lei Yi, I'm going to leave. I'll leave them to you for the time being!"

The three-eyed thunder leopard was a little surprised, "Your Highness, aren't you going to say goodbye to them?"

"No, I feel relieved when I see that their cultivation is going well. If I leave like this, they will not be reluctant to leave. When I come back next time, I will complete the Thor Examination!"

After saying that, Tang Bufan no longer lingered and left Lei Mysterious Realm directly.

One day later, in West Asia City, in the room on the second floor of Mingyue Hotel, Tang Bufan was lying on the bed recalling the information about the Killing City.

The City of Killing is close to the extremely cold land in the north, and is a paradise for sin.

Almost those who cannot survive in the outside world will hide here. Of course, there are also people who are interested in the killing city and want to explore its secrets, as well as people who are purely experienced like Tang Bufan.

There is only one way to get out of the Killing City, and there is only one way to leave.

That is to become the champion of the Hell Killing Fields. Only after you are qualified to challenge the Hell Road and rush out of the Hell Road can you leave the Killing City. Those who successfully leave the Killing City are called Gods of Death.

The City of Killing has a history of thousands of years, and a total of eight killing gods have appeared before and after it. On average, one is born every 125 years.

This shows how difficult it is to become the God of Killing, and Tang Xiao hopes that Tang Bufan can get the title of God of Killing.

According to Tang Xiao, after entering the Killing City, you cannot use soul skills and can only use your own power.

If he is unable to use soul skills, as a weapon soul master, he has a great advantage. Even if he faces a titled Douluo, Tang Bufan is not afraid at all. He will have to fight to know who will win.

Moreover, he also possesses soul bones and many trump cards.

So after Tang Xiao introduced him the information about the Killing City, he agreed.

Taking out the map, Tang Bufan studied it carefully and found that it would take about half a month to reach the Killing City.

Before that, he still had a lot of preparation work to do.

One day later, Tang Bufan set out again. According to the map, he started living in the open air along a mountain road.

Half a month later, at the edge of the extremely cold land, Tang Bufan followed the map and came to a small town. This was the end of the map.

Putting away the map, Tang Bufan started walking towards the town.

The town didn't look big, but as soon as he stepped into it, Tang Bufan felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange. There was a special chill emanating from the people around him, and he felt like he was murderous.

A glimmer of light flashed in Tang Bufan's eyes, which was a bit interesting.

While walking slowly, he released his mental power to explore the surrounding environment and look for the entrance to the Killing City.

Soon he had explored the entire town, but unfortunately he still didn't find the entrance to the Killing City, but he found an interesting place.

This is a tavern in the middle of a small town. Different from ordinary taverns, all the decorations in this tavern are black.

At this time, the tavern was almost full, with only the last four seats left. The entire tavern was extremely quiet, with few people talking, and there was a strange phenomenon, that is, everyone had a glass of red liquid in front of them.

Just by looking at it, he was sure that it was a kind of blood. As for what kind of blood it was, although he was not completely sure in his mind, he had a pretty good guess.

Human blood, there is a 90% chance that it is human blood.

Thinking of this, Tang Bufan frowned first, then decisively walked into the tavern and sat down at the last table.

Tang Bufan's arrival attracted a lot of attention. He was really too young and looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Of course, more people just glanced at him indifferently.

Soon, a waiter wearing black clothes and an indifferent expression came over.

"What do you want?"

Tang Bufan said calmly: "A glass of Mary!"

This was what he had seen a middle-aged man order before, it was exactly the red liquid on the table.

The waiter's originally indifferent expression couldn't help but change, "Are you sure?"

Tang Bufan did not answer him, but looked at the waiter coldly.

After a while, a glass of turbid liquid was brought up. The liquid was dark red in color and exuded a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.

At the same time, at least 50% of the people in the tavern had forgotten to come over, their eyes full of joking.

Tang Bufan took a deep breath, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp without changing his expression.

The people around him who had been watching the excitement suddenly felt bored and no longer paid attention to Tang Bufan.

And what about Tang Bufan? Even in his two lifetimes, he has never drunk human blood. Although his expression remains unchanged, only he understands the pain in his heart.

Afterwards, Tang Bufan began to wait patiently and seemed not to be in a hurry. However, eyes in the tavern glanced in Tang Bufan's direction from time to time.

It seems that everyone is waiting for everyone in the tavern to arrive.

Tang Bufan secretly guessed that no one could enter the Killing Fields just because they wanted to, and there would be a test before entering.

Time passed slowly while waiting.

An hour later, two old men walked into the tavern and sat down next to Tang Bufan.

After another hour, a middle-aged man walked in.

In an instant, the whole tavern was full.

Tang Bufan could clearly feel that everyone in the tavern was breathing heavier.

It seems that the test of the Killing City should begin soon.

As expected, a waiter who seemed to be the leader at the bar made a cold verdict.

"The killing feast begins, the first to kill ten people will be eligible to enter the killing city!"

At the same time as the voice fell, Tang Bufan stabbed him fiercely with a dagger from behind.

It's a pity that Tang Bufan's mental power is everywhere, and no move around him can escape his discernment.

He turned his body slightly sideways to avoid the fatal knife, and then his right hand grabbed the right hand of the shadowy middle-aged man behind him like lightning. No matter how hard the opponent tried, he couldn't break free.

Then, Tang Bufan kicked out hard with his left foot, and the sound of cracking bones suddenly sounded on the shadowy middle-aged man's body. At least three ribs were broken, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on his face.

As a strength attribute soul master, the weight of his kick is simply not something ordinary people can bear.

However, at this moment, a purple vine stretched out from the back of the Yin Ying middle-aged man, and then strangled his neck with force. The Yin Ying middle-aged man ended his life before he even took a breath.

Tang Bufan looked at the vine-wielding plant-based soul master with a gloomy look. He dared to kill people in his hands. He seemed to be impatient.

Originally, he still had some psychological burden on killing people, but when he thought that these people all had ways to die, he no longer had any worries.