Douluo's Golden Crocodile

The cold murderous aura solidified around Hu Liena and Tianchen, as if a special space had been formed to isolate them from the surrounding environment.

The smiles on their faces faded away at the same time when they walked out of the wooden house, because today was the day they challenged the first hundred victories in the Hell Killing Fields.

As long as they successfully achieve a hundred wins, they will be qualified to challenge the Hell Road.

Over the past year, Tianchen has also made a name for himself in the Killing City. This kind of secret attack has never happened again more than half a year ago.

The two quickly went through the registration procedures and arrived at the contestant waiting area of ​​the Hell Killing Fields.

The audience at the Hell Killing Fields today was larger than ever before, but under the huge murderous energy released around the ten participating people, there was silence.

In the hell killing field, a group of ten people slowly walked in. Tianchen walked in the middle of these ten people, but he was the focus of the other nine people and the audience in the stands.

"Boom——" The heavy and thick stone door completely blocked the entrance, making a loud noise.

At this time, eight of the nine people who walked into the hell killing field with Tianchen surrounded Tianchen and another middle-aged man in black robes at the center almost at the same time.

Because they knew very well that Tianchen and this middle-aged man in black robes were the greatest threat to them. If they could not surround and kill Tianchen and this middle-aged man in black robes, they would never survive.

Tianchen raised his head and met Hu Liena's eyes in the stands, nodded slightly, and when he looked at the seven people in the venue again, there was a trace of blood red in his sky-blue pupils, and the cold murderous aura spread out of him almost instantly, and the coldness spread out from his body.

He stared coldly at the middle-aged man in black robe not far away from him.

"Yanma, I didn't expect that my opponent in the last battle would be you."

In the performance ranking list of this hell killing field, he and Hu Liena occupy the first and second place respectively, and their results are far behind the others. Only this Balrog has been following closely. But what a coincidence, this

For half a year, the Balrog had perfectly avoided him and Hu Liena.

Tianchen would never believe it if there was nothing fishy about it.

"That's such a coincidence." The hoarse voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Nether Hell, and the loose black robe on the Balrog suddenly burned out of thin air. Black ashes scattered, revealing a body of strong bronze muscles.

Her short, fiery red hair was like a steel needle, and her eyes were also fiery red, staring intently at the sky, not hiding the murderous intent in her heart.

"Do you think you can kill me?" Tianchen chuckled calmly, but his eyes subconsciously moved to Balrog's thick left arm.

During this year of observation, one of the lucky ones who might have a soul bone was the Balrog in front of me.

If his perception was correct, the part with the soul bone should be the left arm. Speaking of which, he was also very interested in the Balrog's soul bone.

Yan Mo did not answer, but directly released his martial spirit.

Hot flames rose up on his body. Under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly fell to the ground. His solid muscles seemed to be covered with a layer of fiery red glaze. Then this layer of fiery red glaze appeared.

It began to deepen, forming an existence similar to a carapace, covering the abdomen and chest. A pair of large, generous hands also turned into a pair of giant claws at the same time. Every time it touched the ground, it would crush the solid stone slab it touched.

One can imagine the terrifying power these giant claws possess.

The most bizarre thing is that there is a huge white scorpion tail growing near his tail vertebra. The scorpion tail is made up of nine tail bones. It is raised high with a strong murderous aura, and the tip of the tail is connected to a fiery red one.

Tail hook.

The martial soul of the demon is the same as the soul beast of Ma Hongjun's fourth soul ring in the original work, the King of the Earth.

The King of Earth himself has extremely strong defense and fire resistance. His pair of front pincers are extremely powerful, but the most dangerous thing is the scorpion tail behind him. Not only is it extremely sharp and can eject flames, but there are also flames in the flames.

It contains intense fire poison. As a human martial spirit, among the fire-attributed martial spirits, it is undoubtedly the highest-level martial spirit standing at the top of the pyramid.

If it weren't for its power, Ma Hongjun wouldn't have chosen it as his fourth soul ring in the original work.

Tianchen was not very surprised that Yan Mo possessed the Earth King's Martial Spirit. He had intended to observe Yan Mo before. Although he tried his best to conceal it, he still made some guesses in his mind from some details.

His eyes were full of purple, and Tianchen's pupils instantly turned into dark purple vertical pupils. He slowly raised his hand, and the sharp-edged dark purple scales extended from the back of the hand along the neck to the face. He held his hands lightly into claws, ten of which were about 10 inches long.

A three-inch sharp blade popped out from his fingers, and a pair of bone wings that covered the sky stretched out from behind, tightly protecting the blind spots behind him.

A series of roars suddenly sounded, and at this time the other eight people in the venue suddenly moved. As if they had agreed, four people rushed towards Tianchen, and the other four attacked the Balrog.

Tianchen and Yan Mo were still looking at each other, but the moment the four of them rushed over, they both disappeared at the same time.

The Balrog, who was on all fours, was like a scorpion soul beast living in the soul beast forest. He was extremely fast and his figure flashed like an illusion. His body had already flashed in front of a fallen person in an instant.

A pair of front pincers were raised high, and the next moment, the man's head had exploded, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

Tianchen, on the other hand, flapped his wings and floated quietly in the air. The speed of each downward dive was even faster than that of the Balrog.

In a moment, the four people who had besieged him had turned into four corpses.

The bright red blood spread along the cracks on the ground. Tianchen crushed the head of a fallen man in front of him with one kick, and looked at the Balrog opposite with cold eyes.

As if responding to Tianchen, Yanmo met Tianchen's gaze without hesitation. The scorpion tail behind him was withdrawn from the left chest of the last fallen person, bringing out a heart dripping with blood. Mixed with warmth

The blood is hot, and the heart is even beating slightly.

At this moment, the two people in the venue once again became the focus of everyone.

Without any prelude, Balrog's pupils suddenly shrank, and his huge left claw slammed towards the ground. A rich fiery red light condensed on his left arm, with strange soul power fluctuations, and his left claw fell deeply into the ground.

into the stone slab.

And the space near the entire site suddenly became distorted, hot air waves continued to surge up from the ground, and even the air seemed to solidify.

He was using the soul skill attached to his left arm bone. Facing an opponent like Tianchen, it was impossible for him to hold back at all. In the past, he had relied on this powerful control of soul skills to achieve success here.

The crisis-ridden city of murder has survived until now.