People are in Douluo, Wuhun is a fallen angel

Qian Renhan's eyes circled around him, looking at the people surrounding him. There was expectation in his eyes. Some of them were full of lust and even drooled. There were probably dozens of degenerates. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. What did he come to do in the city of killing? It was for fighting to find a way to break through the third level of the sword, so he immediately went to the Hell Killing Fields, wanting to have a thrilling life and death battle. Unexpectedly, dozens of people came directly here. It seems that this face is suitable for both men and women. There are some benefits to his face after all.

Qian Renhan's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and the fallen angel's martial soul rose, with three pairs of pitch-black wings appearing behind him. A field of incomparable darkness that even light could not penetrate erupted from the martial soul, covering dozens of fallen ones around him. .

Except for the people outside the field, no one else knows what happened in this black field, because there is no sound in this dark field, and no one escapes. Everyone only sees that when the field disperses Finally, there was only one person standing in that area, dressed in black, not stained by dirt, with six wings on his back, long white hair blowing in the wind, holding a long sword, his whole body was so neat, but the people around him There were corpses everywhere, and it was like a hell-like scene. The blood of the corpses gathered together and even formed a relatively large pool of blood.

But the most bizarre thing is that none of the dozens of fallen people who died tragically had a look of pain and ferocity on their faces. Instead, they were all crazy and happy, as if they were enjoying themselves.

After finishing dozens of fallen people, Qian Renhan's originally blood-colored eyes were vaguely covered with a layer of blood-colored murderous aura, but then the bloody murderous aura left Qian Renhan's mind and merged into the fallen angel's martial soul. , Qian Renhan's brain returned to its most awake state.

"Absorb the murderous aura from my body and keep me awake. Is this one of the abilities of the fallen angel spirit?" Qian Renhan smiled faintly. The seraph spirit can automatically filter impurities that are harmful to the body, and his fallen angel spirit can automatically filter out impurities that are harmful to the body. The angelic martial spirit was able to actively absorb the murderous aura from him. The god-level martial spirit indeed had its own merit.

Qian Renhan glanced at the pile of corpses with crazy faces around him, and shook his head speechlessly. He never thought that after he released the dark realm, all the evil thoughts in the hearts of these fallen people would be drawn out by the fallen angel spirit. Not attacking him at all, but venting wildly into the air.

If Qian Renhan thought about it, he would most likely be able to use the fallen angel spirit to order the Slaughter City to remove all the fallen people of the Slaughter King as slaves.

After dealing with this group of people, no one dared to stop Qian Renhan anymore. Qian Renhan came to the center of the inner city of the killing city and saw a special building. The building was round, or more accurately, it was a non-standard cone. Shape, with the largest area at the bottom and narrowing as you go up. At the gate of the building, almost every fallen person who enters has a cup of Huang Quan Dew in his hand.

"This should be the killing field of hell."

Qian Renhan walked towards the building. The Hell Killing Fields were a fight between ten people. The level of danger was incomparable to the previous battle, but he had to go because he could not leave through the Hell Road without passing through hundreds of Hell Killing Fields. In addition, he wanted to experience a real life-and-death battle. The dozens of fallen people he killed before were only won by his martial soul, and they were not considered real life-and-death battles.

Just like the battle between the younger generation Qian Renxue and Yu Tianyuan seven years ago, Qian Renxue defeated Yu Tianyuan because of her martial soul advantage, not that she was stronger than Yu Tianyuan. Only relying on the strength of the martial soul without honing one's own fighting consciousness and accumulating combat experience will ultimately lead to one unable to become the most powerful person.

After a while, another corpse appeared in Qian Renhan's footsteps, and he was holding a cup of Huang Quan Dew in his hand.

Qian Renhan looked towards a small corner and said calmly: "You must have seen enough after following me along the way. If you have seen enough, go and sign up for me."

In a small dark corner, the girl in black gauze slowly revealed her figure.

"You know I've been following you?" The girl in black gauze looked surprised.

"It's not like I don't even have this little anti-investigation capability."

Qian Renhan handed the yellow spring dew in his hand to the girl in black gauze. The girl in black gauze did not hesitate. Maybe she felt guilty if she was caught peeking, so she walked towards the registration office with her identity card and Huang Quanlu.

Ten passages, ten people walked into the hell killing field, the soul guide in Qian Renhan's hand lit up, and he got the long sword he practiced daily. He set a limit for himself. In the fighting in the hell killing field, he could never You cannot use any power of your own martial soul.

Even in the killing city, possessed by a martial spirit, the attributes possessed by the martial spirit can greatly enhance the strength of the soul master. However, the biggest threat in the hell killing field does not come from the life and death battle in the killing field. After the end, the exhausted contestants left the Hell Killing Fields and were besieged by the fallen who had been waiting outside for a long time.

Qian Renhan was besieged by many people outside and couldn't stop him from using his martial spirit. However, there were at most nine people besieging him here. If he couldn't defeat him and used his martial spirit, there was no point in becoming stronger.

Twenty minutes later, nine corpses fell to the ground. Qian Renhan stood in the center of the hell killing field. His body was covered with blood stains, and his left arm was hanging down weakly, dripping blood.

"This is the pain of being ripped apart, the soaring adrenaline on the line between life and death, and the potential of the human body. Desperados are indeed powerful. The City of Killing is really a good place to practice leapfrogging."

Qian Renhan smiled faintly, took out a few healing herbs from his soul guide and ate them. Looking at the desperadoes at his feet who were being killed by him with his sword, he felt faintly excited for some reason, as if he would continue to kill them. He will be able to clearly understand the bottleneck in kendo that is holding him back.

Immediately afterwards, the hell killing field seemed to tremble slightly. Nine streams of soul power spurted out as he fell to the ground in the killing field and flowed into Qian Renhan's forehead. A small part of it was absorbed by him, and most of the remaining soul power flowed down from the top. Enter the bottom of Hell's Killing Fields.

"This soul power is too little. I don't even know if it has one-tenth of the original body."

Qian Renhan murmured and didn't care. If under the angel statue in the Douluo Palace is the most suitable training place for the angel clan soul master, then the Killing City is the most suitable place for him, a fallen angel, to practice. In the aura of heaven and earth in the Killing Capital None of the toxins, violent and evil factors he possesses can affect him, and his fallen angel spirit may be extremely happy for these violent and evil factors to enter its body.

A year later, in the main square of the Killing City, a treasure that exuded blue light and was as crystal clear as a skeleton suddenly appeared in mid-air in the square. The appearance of this skeleton attracted everyone's attention.